Jiang Fuyue is in charge of the black.
so-
She won!
Hamasaki Naohara was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the chessboard suddenly.
After a short silence, the audience suddenly burst into thunderous applause, which lasted for a long time.
"My God, Sister Yue is so handsome! Woohoo—what else can't she do? I'm tired of asking the same questions."
"Da Vinci is not as omnipotent as her."
"Whoever can own Sister Yue is equivalent to owning a walking 'Almighty Book'. Hey! I want it!"
"Not only is he good at everything, but he is also good at everything. One person wrote in blood and begged Sister Yue to publish a copy of "How to Slap Face Scientifically". I will order ten copies first."
"It's another day when I want to be a leg pendant for Sister Yue~"
"Who said before that Sister Yue's family couldn't afford her to attend an interest class? At this level, ten interest classes can't be trained, okay? See how superior he is, what's wrong!"
"I saw in Naohara Hamasaki's eyes the ignorance of being dominated by the devil, hahahaha... He may be asking his soul: who am I? Where am I? What have I done?"
Middle School Seating Area—
"I, I'm stupid."
"Let's go! What kind of Shuangwen plot is this?"
"Senior Jiang stood on the stage, her whole body seemed to be glowing."
"Are you missing a brother? No money, the kind delivered to your door."
"I officially announce that from today onwards, Senior Sister Jiang is the number one goddess in my heart."
"It's beautiful and sassy, and the only thing that can express my true inner feelings at the moment is I wipe!"
"Are you in freestyle?"
"..."
Jiang Chenxing sat among the screaming crowd, looking at the stage with burning eyes. He didn't scream or cheer, and seemed a little out of place with the surroundings, but his glowing eyes and red palms all showed that he was at the moment The heart is surging.
"Jiang Chenxing, why are you so dumb?" The classmate at the side couldn't stand it anymore, and bumped him on the shoulder, "How can you still sit still at such an exciting moment? You're the best."
"I..." He just wanted to explain, but he was cut off.
"He's an Internet celebrity and traffic anchor, what kind of big scene hasn't he seen? That's it? What a fart!"
Jiang Chenxing frowned.
The classmate who first started this topic immediately retorted: "Can you stop being so yin and yang? My teeth are sore from hearing it. Whether people are excited or not is none of your business?"
Because Jiang Chenxing's popularity in junior high school is too high and popular with girls, a considerable number of male students dislike him.
Cynicism is commonplace, and what's more, there are promises to fix him.
Fortunately, it didn't really happen, but the verbal targeting was no longer once or twice.
"Wang Wei, are you Jiang Chenxing's dog? You barked before the master even spoke, isn't it good?"
"You—" Wang Wei was about to fight back.
Jiang Xiaodi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Please apologize to Wang Wei."
Zhang Zhenhao was taken aback for a moment, and he paused for three seconds before realizing: "Are you talking to me?"
"Yes, you have to apologize to Wang Wei." He changed his usual calm tone and suddenly became tough.
Not to mention Zhang Zhenhao, even Wang Wei was stunned.
Is this Jiang Chenxing who is gentle and undisputed
Was it pierced by a human soul
Zhang Zhenhao was furious, and the little weak chicken actually wanted to resist? How can this be!
Immediately sneered, with a wild tone: "Why should I apologize? Who are you? What kind of onion are you? How dare you order me?!"
Jiang Chenxing: "Just because you scolded him just now, and I'm his friend, what's wrong with asking you to apologize?"
"Heh... what if I don't?"
Seeing that the surrounding cheers are still going on, but this small corner is about to explode, and it may set off a bloody storm at any time.
Wang Wei was afraid that it would be difficult to deal with the trouble, so he whispered: "Why don't you forget it?"
Jiang Chenxing shook his head at him with firm eyes.
"Oh..." What should I do? Bring the old bear in for a while, and they will all be finished.
Seeing that Jiang Chenxing was speechless, Zhang Zhenhao flashed a smug look on his face: "Say it? Why didn't you say it? Wasn't it a bit arrogant just now? Let me tell you, I won't apologize today, whoever apologizes will be spoiled! "
Wang Wei was so angry that he wanted to rush up and punch him: "Zhang Zhenhao, you can be a human being! Sister Jiang is winning glory for the country on the stage, but you are embarrassing us Chinese people down there, are you ashamed?"
"Wang Wei, you fucking—"
"If you don't apologize," Jiang Chenxing raised his eyes slowly, and paused every word, "I'll expose it."
"You exposed... Exposure?!" Zhang Zhenhao was stunned.
"You also said that I am an Internet celebrity and traffic anchor, if I make your actions today public in front of the people of the whole country, what do you think will be the consequences?"
Zhang Zhenhao thought of those people who were bullied by the Internet, such as phone bombing, greeting the whole family, chasing and intercepting, throwing urine and feces...
Subconsciously shuddered, but if he just bowed his head like this, he would feel too cowardly and lose face.
"You, you have no evidence! Even if it is exposed, no one will believe it."
Jiang Chenxing took out his mobile phone, and the screen showed that it was recording, and it had been going on for seven minutes...
Zhang Zhenhao was stunned: "You—"
"You" for a long time, but couldn't say anything.
"Apologize."
Zhang Zhenhao gritted his teeth, "I apologized, did you just delete the recording?"
Jiang Chenxing nodded.
"… sorry!"
After finishing speaking, he quickly squeezed through the crowd and hid to the other side, with the posture of wishing to get as far away as possible.
Wang Wei pursed his lips: "Also say that whoever apologizes is whose grandson, now he will take it for granted!"
Then he turned to Jiang Chenxing in surprise, and suddenly punched him on the shoulder, "Okay, you, you usually keep quiet, but at the critical moment, you still have this hand—awesome X!"
Jiang Chenxing smiled shyly: "My sister taught it."
"Oh, is that your sister who is omnipotent?"
"Yeah." His face was red.
Wang Wei rolled his eyes, and suddenly looked at the stage: "Then who is better, she or Senior Sister Jiang?"
Jiang Chenxing was stunned, "... just as powerful."
"real or fake?"
"real!"
Wang Wei still doesn't believe it, is there anyone more powerful than Senior Sister Jiang in this world
It's probably because Jiang Chenxing's sister-in-law has too much filter...
"The chess competition is over, so is it time for a 'book'?"
…
On the stage, Naohara Hamasaki finished checking his eyes, and he was indeed the one who lost.
Jiang Fuyue met his suddenly cold eyes with a smile: "How?"
"You are fine."
This was the first time Hamasaki Naohara looked her straight in the eye.
Even if Jiang Fuyue won the piano competition yesterday, she was still not worthy of his attention.
It was just good luck, a fluke, and he was careless for a while.
But today, when Jiang Fuyue won again, and it was in the chess game that Hamasaki Naohara was proud of, he really regarded Jiang Fuyue as an equal opponent.
"Convinced?"
Hamasaki Naohara stared at her with stern eyes: "Opportunism is the best way to win."
He had already fully realized that the other party was deliberately luring him to fly the fast flag to fight psychological warfare with him.
"A win is a win, and a loss is a loss, by any means, by any means. Haven't you heard that - if it catches a mouse, it's a good cat, good or bad?"
"You don't know chess at all."
"Of course, I just want to win."
"I have fallen into a strong character, is this the so-called integrity of your Huaxia?" He suddenly grabbed the microphone and asked loudly.
The sound immediately spread throughout the auditorium through the speakers.
The auditorium slowly fell silent.
what's the situation
Why did it suddenly collapse
Country R's little red guy can't afford to lose
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, too scared to speak.
The front-row delegation and judges were equally confused.
Hu Yongwei frowned.
The look on Huaxia's representative's face was also not relaxed.
integrity…
This question is not easy to answer, even he dare not say that he can give a standard answer.
Jiang Fuyue is just a high school student, so how should he deal with it
If the answer is not good, it is really "self-defeating".
At this moment, Jiang Fuyue on the stage reached out to Hamasaki Naohara—
"microphone."
The latter handed it over.
Holding it in front of her, Jiang Fuyue's eyes slowly swept across the audience, and finally turned to Hamasaki Naohara, and every word she uttered was deafening—
"You said that even if Mr. Wu Qingyuan played the 'three-star Tianyuan' layout, he could only regret losing to Xiuzai. So today I will use this game of chess to tell you that what the Chinese ancestors failed to do back then, now I am Wait for the younger generation to do it."
"Back then, Mr. Wu Qingyuan lost two eyes, but now I win two eyes from you."
"You ask what is the Chinese integrity? Then I will tell you - what the ancestors have never achieved, my Chinese descendants will continue to carry on the will, and continue until it is done! This is the Chinese integrity!"
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