Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Top Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Under the Weibo of Huaxia Chess Academy, Zhen Duo, Zhen Xi and others, countless people are leaving messages.

On the one hand, these netizens are fighting for "Soul of Chess" and feel that "Soul of Chess" should produce the animation for the third season. On the other hand, the netizens hope that China Chess Academy can have some responsibility at this time.

However, nearly a week later, China Chess Academy still did not make a statement.

The messages on the Internet have gradually subsided, but there are still some people who persevere in sending private messages and messages, hoping that China Chess Academy can speak out for "Soul of Chess".

"I surrender."

Zhen Xi watched the chess game absently and went down to the mid game. Seeing that there was no way to survive, he confessed.

Li Tao let out a sigh of relief, then smiled.

"Third time! This is the third time you have lost to me this week."

Zhen Xi nodded slightly, her expression depressed, "I see."

"If you lose to me, you don't have to be so uncomfortable, right?"

"Hey... it's just one game... I can't afford to lose." Zhen Xi grinned, "Besides, after the year, I will also participate in the Go League. It's no big deal for you to have a few games."

Li Tao curled his lips, but his heart was full of envy.

Participating in the Go League means that you can compete with more masters, whether you are a well-known player for a long time, or a foreign player, you have the opportunity to get in touch.

In the future, I'm afraid that the gap with Zhen Xi will get bigger and bigger...

No way!

Li Tao patted his cheek.

Be sure to win a championship next year, and then join a professional team.

"By the way, Grandpa Dean...hasn't he come back yet?" Zhen Xi puffed her cheeks, feeling a little tired inside.

"Anyway, I haven't seen him in the past few days." Li Tao shook his head, "don't your father know?"

"My father is still participating in the competition outside of the country. I haven't contacted him recently." Zhen Xi sighed.

The "Beidou Cup" cannot be made into an animation, which makes the young chess players also quite regretful.

Since Han Guoqi Academy can question "Soul of Chess", why should Huaxia Chess Academy be so angry!

The young chess players are light-hearted, and what they say is insignificant. The younger generation of chess players are divided into two groups. One group believes that "The Soul of the Game" is of great benefit to the publicity of Go, and the other group believes that for a comic, it will cause trouble with Han Guoqi Academy. Stiff, not worth it.

The two factions are at odds with each other, and there is no conclusion.

As for the dean, until now, there is no intention to speak up, Zhen Xi is very anxious, but helpless.

"Ahem... Zhen Xi, are you waiting for the dean?" The little chess player on one side leaned over and said against Zhen Xi's ear.

Zhen Xi frowned slightly, and the breath of the little chess player blew on his ears, making it itchy.

"Ok."

"The dean is here, it seems to be with another old man, too far away, I did not see clearly. It is estimated that the two are in the dean's room now."

"Huh? Really?" Zhen Xi asked quickly.

The little chess player shrugged, "Not sure."

Zhen Xi scratched his head, "It doesn't matter, the dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor, so let's go and talk about it first."

"Hey, boy, when you speak, you must be subtle, and don't make the old man angry, otherwise, this matter will definitely blow." Li Tao reminded.

"I know. I am very mature now."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhen Xi stood up and walked towards the stairs.

Just impatient... still mature? Well, the style of chess is quite mature.

Li Tao muttered in his heart.

Zhen Xi quietly came to the dean's room, and the door was closed. For a while, he thought that there was no one in the room, and there was a vague conversation in the room.

He took a deep breath, stroked what he wanted to say, and knocked on the door.

The conversation in the room stopped abruptly, and then there was a hoarse voice.

"Please come in."

It's the dean!

Zhen Xi was overjoyed and pushed open the door eagerly. He glanced across the dean's room, but saw the dean sitting on the sofa and chatting with an old man.

"Huh? Old Xie... Grandpa, why are you here?"

Zhen Xi's eyes widened, and the old man sitting opposite the dean was Xie Chengbo.

"Hey, this little bastard, I didn't go to your house, why are you panicking?" Xie Chengbo scolded with a smile.

"No... Grandpa, you misunderstood me, I mean... I mean, you tell me, I can pick you up." Zhen Xi quickly explained.

"No, you young people have precious time. You have to sharpen yourself more at this time, otherwise at my age, even if you have a lot of time, it's useless." Xie Chengbo said meaningfully.

"Yeah. Grandpa is right." Zhen Xi nodded.

Professional chess players also eat their youthful meals, and it is difficult to reap the rewards after their computing power declines.

"You are not here to find Old Xie, are you?" The dean touched his beard and narrowed his eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong with me? Can't it?" Xie Chengbo's eyes widened, quite dissatisfied.

"You only came yesterday, where will he know you are here?" The dean stroked his beard and didn't get angry.

"Grandpa Dean...Actually, I did have something to come here." Zhen Xi suddenly panicked, and she lost her confidence.

"Come and talk." The dean waved.

"Yeah." Zhen Xi nodded and came to the two people.

"what's up?"

"That's it... Grandpa, do you know "Hire of Chess"?" Zhen Xi looked at the dean nervously.

Xie Chengbo raised his brows slightly and winked at the dean.

The dean snorted and glared at Xie Chengbo, "I don't know."

"Grandpa..." Zhen Xi's brain was hot, and he forgot all the words of the arrangement just now, and could only explain things by instinct. "I want to ask you to help "Han Qi"...Now, "Han Qi" is making things difficult for the Han Guoqi Academy. How to make the third season. Can our chess academy support it?"

"Why?" the dean asked.

"Because it is a good comic."

"What does that have to do with our chess school?" the dean asked.

"Because... it's a comic about Go, and it helped me..."

Zhen Xi, who was talking, suddenly saw Xie Chengbo shook his head slightly, and he was speechless.

What do you mean?

Zhen Xi was puzzled and a little confused.

"I helped you? What does that have to do with our chess school?" the dean asked.

Zhen Xi opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to refute.

"I heard Zhen Duo talk about you, but you have to be clear that the chess court is not yours alone, nor is it mine, but the chess court of all our Go players! "The Soul of the Game"... a cartoon, What does it have to do with Huaxia Chess Academy?" the dean said coldly.

Zhen Xi is speechless, her mind is blank.

This is completely different from the scene he imagined.

"If it's okay, you can go first... Lao Xie and I haven't seen each other for a long time, and we have to chat for a while." The dean waved and signaled Zhen Xi to leave.

Zhen Xi lowered her head, clenched her fists, and muttered to herself, "It's related..."

"What?" The dean frowned slightly.

"Grandpa Dean, I said... "The Soul of Chess" has something to do with Chess Academy!" Zhen Xi raised her head, looking at the dean with bright eyes.