Published at 12th of April 2023 07:04:13 AM

Chapter 350 350 Associated Press Chess Game, MF (one two)

Manager Sheng Sheng also got the specific content of the contract only today.

Although "Emergency Room" is a rare official variety show, the resources for entertainment at the beginning also tilted towards Meng Fu.

is just a specific plan. The development department and the operation department of Shengyu held a meeting. This variety show is different from their traditional variety show. In short, the documentary variety show is too risky.

"Okay, Manager Sheng, you can send me the specific plan, and I will talk with them again." Zhao Fan groaned for a while and replied.

The two hung up the phone, Zhao Fan held the phone in his hand, waited for Manager Sheng to post the follow-up content, and looked up, "This resource itself is at the top level in the circle, but it is very risky. Manager Sheng is now afraid that the shooting effect will be poor , Brother Cheng, what do you think?"

Su Cheng has almost eaten. He put down his chopsticks, looked at Meng Fu, and pressed his lips slightly: "You decide by yourself."

Meng Fu was still chatting with the village chief with her head down. After hearing this, she didn't look up, but said lightly: "Go."

"Understood," Zhao Fan snapped his fingers, "I talked to Manager Sheng about this. Now this variety show is still in the record. Don't worry, I have to go to Director Li."

Director Li is the general director of GDL Legend of Gods and Demons.

Meng Fu casually responded while eating, still reading the news from the village chief.

Someone is looking for Yang Hua?

Meng Fu frowned slightly, who would find Yang Hua?

In order not to affect Yang Hua and Meng Xun, Meng Fu made a serious copy of their information and files since they returned.

Thinking of the call that Yang Hua just hung up, Meng Fu fell into deep thought. Now thinking about it, there is something abnormal

[Village Chief, help me pay attention to my mom's recent changes and see who is looking for her.

Yang Hua looked carefree, but she never told anyone about what happened, that Meng Fu always had the idea that she was living in the world.

Village Chief: [Call me?

Meng Fu: [Send you some spices.

It just so happens that the medicine assigned to her by the fragrance department is about to arrive.

[System Message] The village chief withdrew a message.

Village Chief: [Okay.

Meng Fu: "..."

**

at the same time.

He Miao here.

The director invites the crew to eat hot pot.

The director of "Star" was also there, sitting at a table with a few guests.

"Director, why didn't you find you in the first place?" Ye Xiang asked.

"Go to the teacher, I want to ask him how Meng Fu played Go." The director scalded a piece of meat.

He Miao said, "What did the teacher say?"

Xi Nancheng remembered the events of the previous two days and looked at the director.

The director shook his head: "The teacher said she was average, but she was better than He Miao."

Hearing this sentence, Xi Nancheng withdrew his gaze and was not paying attention. He nodded slightly, "Weak foundation, just good memory, and like to play tricks."

Sangyu smiled, "Miss Meng is a **** learner, and a good memory is what should be."

"Brother Fu has a good memory," He Miao didn't realize that Meng Fu and Xi Nancheng were in a mismatch, but regret: "It would be nice if Daddy Meng was here tonight. She likes to eat meat, but she wants to give it to her tonight. Mom calls."

Xi Nancheng faintly bowed his head to eat, and said nothing.

He had some changes to Meng Fu, but her attitude towards He Miao joking on Go made him very unhappy.

"I have a chance tomorrow." Ye Xiang looked up and looked at Xi Nancheng, quite excited: "Teacher Xi, you promised. After watching the final tomorrow, come back and invite us to dinner. He Miao, call your father Meng, this time. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't be able to finish that pile of books."

Xi Nancheng squinted slightly, as if thinking.

He Miao thought for a while, It seems that Meng's father will be waiting for an express tomorrow and will not leave. Let me ask her?

Xi Nancheng paused for a while, but did not refuse: "Just ask."

He Miao quickly picked up the phone.

On the side of the table, Sang Yu wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and turned to Xi Nancheng, "Mr. Xi, I heard that you are going to take the Associated Press exam recently?"

It's no secret that Xi Nancheng is a chess obsession.

Ye Xiang watched He Miao's message and opened a bottle of Coke for himself. He looked up and was very surprised: "Associated Press?"

"It is the International United Go Club." Although Sang Yu has no talent for playing chess, he obviously has some research on these: "Every year, he recruits members from all over the world, but every year the game is different."

Ye Xiang nodded and expressed her understanding. Although she didn't understand well, she knew that she was definitely not an ordinary member, "Mr. Xi, you are too good."

"It's still far away," Xi Nancheng cherishes this opportunity, but he also has self-knowledge and has little hope. "I heard from the teachers and they said that this year's chess game is just a few endgames of the Xuanyuan Game. Go club, even if it is Teacher Ge. Didn't break this round either."

Sangyu smiled when he heard the words, "Mr. Xi, I talked about this with Sister Sheng Jun. You should know the TG Cup champion four years ago."

This matter is a major event in the Go world.

In the bloodiest tournament in the past 100 years, the 18-year-old talented Go boy in R country provoked all the teachers in R country, crushed all the players in the preliminary round of the TG Cup, and threatened the country of Hua. This is also true of the players, threatening that Go comes from their country.

Aroused the anger of the people at that time.

This incident has attracted the attention of the country. The above asked the Go Club to win the young man by one person. In the local area, he was bullied in this way, and the spirit of the Go community was aroused.

The conflict between the cultural circles of the two countries has also caused a stir.

Public opinion is flying all over the sky.

Until the finals, a Go player from the Go Club turned up and won two games in three rounds. He won the genius Go boy.

It was a sensation that year.

Since then, the members of the Go Club have increased dramatically.

Now those trophies are still in the collection hall of the Go Club.

For those of you who are learning Go right now, the first lesson is about this ups and downs of Go. Xi Nancheng knows naturally. Hearing Sang Yu's question, he paused slightly, I remember that the final game of that session was Xuanyuan Game. But I was not a member of the Go Club at that time, and I didn't see her..."

Xi Nancheng also asked the seniors of the Go Club, but he didn't know the news about that champion.

Even the name is a code name.

"Sister Sheng Jun seems to know this person. It happens to be available tomorrow. I will let her come out and ask her by yourself." Sang Yu looked at Xi Nancheng and laughed.

Hearing Sang Yu's words, Xi Nancheng looked up.

Since Shengjun was exposed to trampling on Mengfu, all the passersby had been defeated by himself, so he faded out of the entertainment circle and took over the company at home, but Xi Nancheng's relationship with her did not have much influence on public opinion.

"She?" Xi Nancheng felt surprised, and he glanced at He Miao subconsciously.

He remembered that Meng Fu was at odds with Sheng Jun.

Sang Yu lowered his eyes and smiled, "He Miao, will Meng Fu have time tomorrow?"

"I'm asking." He Miao had been in the circle before, but he didn't know most of the inside stories. Naturally, he didn't know that Sheng Jun was not in harmony with Meng Fu, and he didn't even notice that Xi Nancheng had a rift with Meng Fu.

He sent a message directly to Meng Fu

Tomorrow Mr. Xi will invite us to dinner, are you coming?

In less than two seconds, the other side replied with two words: No.

On the phone, He Miao looked at the other people and scratched his head: "Daddy Meng said she won't come, I will ask her again..."

Xi Nancheng breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing He Miao speaking, he subconsciously interrupted: "No, wait for the next opportunity."

**

Wanmin Village, early in the morning.

The village chief took his own dry smoke and went out.

It was almost November weather. He wore black pants with a blue-black coat on it. It looked like a few years.

There is still a broken bucket hat hanging behind.

Many crops are grown in Wanmin Village. At this time, most people are up and starting to do farm work.

There is very little smoke on the roof.

The village chief is not far from Yang Hua's house. As soon as he looked up, he could see that the door of Yang Hua was closed. He lit his pipe and did not leave.

The poplar planted some crops and raised some chickens and ducks, not many, but it was enough to feed themselves.

at the same time.

The entrance of the village.

The familiar car slowly stopped at the door.

The car is a modified commercial vehicle, not a model familiar to the public. The wheelchair slowly descended along the automatically stretched ladder, and the black-clothed man pushed the wheelchair forward.

By his side, the old man wearing reading glasses curled his eyebrows and looked at the surrounding environment: "Sir, I know if I should say some things, but I still want to remind you that there will be troublesome people from poor mountains and rivers. At this time, you come here in person, lest people take advantage of it. Moreover, your leg finally got an appointment with an expert..."

"Housekeeper Yang, that's my sister," Yang Lai interrupted the old man. He said this, his dark eyebrows and eyes a little hurt. "She should have been like her sister without worrying about food and clothing, and marrying a promising woman. Young man, can you see what her life is like now? I know she complained that I didn't receive her at the time, and now I don't ask for anything else, just want to take her back and let her live the life she should have. "

Butler Yang looked at Yang Lai's leg, frowned, but did not speak.

I arrived at Yang Hua's house, but no one was seen.

Not far away, a voice came: "Looking for Yang Hua? She went to the east side to fertilize the crops."

Butler Yang turned his head and saw an old man smoking a dry cigarette, wearing cloth shoes and a hat behind him. Butler Yang was very polite and thanked the other party: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The village chief squinted his eyes.

Butler Yang and his party went to the east to find Yang Hua.

This is the first time that Steward Yang saw Yang Hua herself. She carried a pole on her shoulder, carrying an empty bucket at both ends of the pole. She should have just finished watering the vegetable garden, and she was talking to the woman next to her with a very loud voice. , "Auntie, go to the village chief to play mahjong in the afternoon! I will play 50 cents today!"

Loud voice, rude manners, without manners at all.

"Is this Miss Baozhu?" On the ridge, butler Yang couldn't help but asked the black man next to him.

Yang Baoyi, the eldest of the Yang family, is a famous lady in the circle.

Yang Lai, the second child of the Yang family, is also a business elite, gentle and gentle, although he has disabled legs.

The gap is too large.

The first time I saw Yang Hua, Steward Yang could hardly believe that it was Yang Baozhu.

The big man in black steadily held Yang Lai's wheelchair handle, and when he heard Butler Yang's words, he nodded.

The two were talking, and Yang Hua and the aunt who came with them had already seen Steward Yang and his party.

The two walked in, and the smell of farm manure thickened.

Butler Yang took a step back.

Butler Yang and his group are not ordinary people in terms of their aura or clothing. People in the village have seen the Jiang family, so it's not surprising to see Yang Lai and others.

The middle-aged woman with Yang Hua was holding a vegetable basket. She watched the reaction of Steward Yang, but did not say hello to Steward Yang and others. She said to Yang Hua: "Yang Hua, I will go back to see if the porridge in the pot is cooked."

The people in Wanmin Village are honest and feudal. They are quite enthusiastic towards the Jiang family, but they are not so enthusiastic towards this steward Yang at the moment.

"Orb..." Yang Lai opened his mouth.

Yang Hua looked at the few people in front of him, looked at Yang Lai's legs, and then looked away, What is the matter with them, let's make it clear at one time, and hope that I won't bother me and the villagers' lives in the future.

**

Meng Fu is here.

She finished recording "A Star's Day" and did not rush to leave. There have been not many announcements recently, and the schedule is not in a hurry, so she stayed at the Go Club and invited Teacher Ge to dinner.

lives in a villa near the Go Club.

The villa didn't look like it was often occupied by people. Zhao Fan saw that it didn't look like it was rented, so he secretly inquired about Su Di.

Su Di is still in the kitchen. Teacher Ge is here today and he will cook.

Hearing Zhao Fan's question, Su Di didn't care too much, It's a property of the young master.

After speaking, he did not hear Zhao Fan's reply.

Su Di looked back, "What's the problem?"

Zhao Fan: "..."

There is nothing wrong with , just a bit of hatred for the rich.

The two said, someone outside the door rang the doorbell, Zhao Fan went out to open the door, and it was Teacher Ge who came.

He has a chessboard in one hand, and two boxes of chess pieces in the other.

"Teacher Ge, are you watching the game?" Zhao Fan politely turned sideways and let the other party in.

She also knows that today is the TG Cup final, but Zhao Fan is not interested in these.

Teacher Ge thanked Zhao Fan, and while looking into the room, he said: "The result is almost the same, it's just a little trouble."

For Teacher Ge, who is accustomed to seeing wind and rain, these are indeed trivialities.

Zhao Fan smiled and led him into the hall, "Brother Fu, Teacher Ge is here."

Meng Fu was sitting on the sofa in the lobby watching TV. Su Cheng was dealing with official duties in the study room upstairs. Hearing Zhao Fan's voice, Meng Fu got up and waved to Teacher Ge, "Teacher Ge."

"Come to the Go Club, why don't you tell me in advance?" Teacher Ge sat across from Meng Fu and set up the chessboard.

Meng Fu collapsed on the sofa and yawned, "Too busy."

Teacher Ge glanced at her without saying a word, and pushed the box to Meng Fu's side, "coming a game."

Meng Fu picked up the sunspot and placed it in Area A.

Teacher Ge directly picked up the white character and took a steady step.

After such a few steps, Teacher Ge looked at Meng Fu, slightly surprised, "You haven't played against each other in a few years, and your chess style is murderous and stable."

When he used to live in Wanmin Village to seek art, he was abused many times by Meng Fu.

At that time, Meng Fu's chess style was very sharp.

I saw it today, but there was a lot of convergence.

Meng Fu watched the chess played by Teacher Ge, observed it for a while, then put it down, heard the words, laughed lazily, I have been with the village for a long time, and I have been affected by my ears and eyes, and I must grow up.

The two came back and forth. Forty minutes later, Teacher Ge took Baizi. He looked at the board and laughed: "I lost."

Meng Fu put down the sunspot in his hand and poured a cup of tea for Teacher Ge, "Accept."

"What can you give me?" Teacher Ge took a cup of tea, took a sip, and glanced at her. He was able to play the game happily, feeling heartily: "It's because I'm not as skilled as others."

The head of the village doesn't play much with Teacher Ge.

Only Meng Fu did not dislike him.

Teacher Ge looked at the remaining endgame, carefully took out his phone, took a picture of the chessboard, and was about to go back and resume the game. Then he looked at Meng Fu, "Is your mother all right lately? I sent a lot of medicine to the teacher. go back."

Yang peanut disease, the village head sent a circle of friends, hoping that Yang Hua did not get expired medicine.

Teacher Ge had a headache, so she bought a bunch of medicine and sent it back.

"It's okay, she is in a strong body," Meng Fu poured herself a cup of tea. She would check Yang Hua's physical condition every year when she went back, "I also left a lot of medicine for her."

"That's good," Teacher Ge nodded, "I think your mother hasn't played mahjong or find someone to play mahjong recently. Asking her, she has also been slow, thinking she is really sick."

Meng Fu's hand holding the teacup slightly condensed.

She knows Yang Hua, Yang Hua is really troubled like this.

"Look at this endgame," Teacher Ge took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and the endgame was drawn on the paper, "a kind of Xuanyuan game."

Meng Fu is good at Xuanyuan Ju.

Hearing that there was a new game, she lowered her head to take the endgame, opened the game between herself and Teacher Ge on the chessboard, and lay out the endgame against the paper.

Does not cherish the chess game he played.

Teacher Ge: "..."

He smelled the scent from the kitchen. The scent was very appealing. He was not a good appetizer, but he couldn't help looking at the kitchen.

"That's Su Di, my assistant, the cooking is delicious." Meng Fu arranged the endgame, and when she saw Teacher Ge look at the kitchen, she replied.

Teacher Ge retracted his gaze and nodded: "It smells out."

He put down his teacup, looked at the endgame set by Meng Fu, and raised his head to ask: "By the way, do you remember the account of your Go club? When that time comes, cooperate with the associated press and post a propaganda Weibo. The Cultural Bureau will promote traditional culture and your influence maximum."

Meng Fu squinted her eyes. She doesn't remember that she still has an account: "Go account?"

Teacher Ge looked at Meng Fu and didn't know what to say, This year the Associated Press members recruited students and included the Xuanyuan Bureau you are good at in the test questions, and let you play the game.

"As for your account," Teacher Ge couldn't bear it, "You forgot, the people of the Cultural Affairs Bureau were pressing, and someone must come forward. I registered an account for you?"

Meng Fu looked up, "Are you really registered?"

Teacher Ge took out her mobile phone and showed her the account number: "This."

Meng Fu took a look. It was a Weibo account. Teacher Ge also registered her as a member

MF.

**

Today is gone~

(End of this chapter)