The work of the Go master

Bai Meng also noticed the spot where Ke Zhiguang was pointing, and proudly flicked the amulet: "Didn't expect that, did you? I still have it with me."

"Take this. The blessing effect on it hasn't expired yet and will last for a long time," Ke Zhiguang said.

Xingcai's gaze also fell on the amulet, her brows furrowed as she carefully examined it.

I can't feel anything.

Of course, she was too lazy to delve into this point. Who knows if this was Ke Zhiguang's psychological tactic?

"Yes, I will definitely take good care of it." Bai Meng nodded.

Soon, the bell rang, and Bai Meng and Shao Gong quickly finished the cake and then stepped into the examination room.

"By the way, Xingyue, let's tie our hair up." Bai Meng said, picking up a hair tie and fiddling with Shao Gong's hair.

Is this some kind of ceremony?

"Let's treat it as a ceremony. Before going to the battlefield, girls have to change their hairstyle to a single ponytail. Quick... you tie one up for me too."

"Ok."

And just like that, the two of them together formed twin ponytails!

"Charge! If we pass this exam, we'll have everything!" After adopting the ponytail hairstyle, Shao Gong seemed to have truly grasped the feeling, and her aura suddenly surged.

With a whoosh, she hoisted Bai Meng onto her back and they rushed into the examination hall as if they were one, becoming the most unique sight in the entire examination hall.

"The former president's battle has already begun, so what about yours?" Xingcai slowly ate a piece of white chocolate cake, her gaze naturally turning to Ke Zhiguang.

By the way, according to her, Bai Meng has already been given the nickname of former president?

After finishing the last piece of cake, Ke Zhiguang stood up decisively and calmly uttered, "Absolutely no...missing points."

Xingcai chuckled. Just now, Shaogong had deliberately emphasized that the declaration of "absolutely foolproof" was a joke, and now Kezhiguang was stubbornly sticking to that word.

"Then I can only wish you the best in breaking the 'convention'."

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......

January 22nd, Seto.

Harushima Deer was fast asleep in bed.

Winter is her period of sluggishness. In addition to poor competitive performance, her clinical symptoms are... literally, they are clinical symptoms in the literal sense. Basically, she can't get out of bed.

When they were in Hokkaido, she was always the last one to wake up.

Although I was reluctantly dragged here, the moment I lay down on my comfortable little bed, my legs felt so weak I could barely close them. I might as well just stay here and relax.

In short, remember to call me when spring arrives.

Voices could be heard outside the door: "Is Lu still not awake?"

"Yes, madam. Miss played video games by herself until very late last night before going to sleep... She never used to play these games."

"Oh? Well, that's a good sign. It shows that she's made quite a few friends in Tokyo... especially men. After all, a group of girls together probably wouldn't touch this kind of thing."

"That's wonderful, Miss can grow up one day too."

"Hehe, congratulations, congratulations... Hurry up and get her out of bed! The people filming her show have been waiting in the living room for ages!"

First, there was a soft knocking sound.

Then came the furious knocking on the door.

Then came the sound of someone spewing insults.

Harujima Kaoru frowned slightly as she slept, and with her conscious mind, she pulled the blanket up over herself, successfully isolating herself from sound.

Ultimately, the door was forced open with the spare key.

Harushima Deer, startled awake from her bed, shuddered and peeked out from under the covers.

My mother was already standing at the door, a menacing smile on her face.

In terms of appearance alone, the two are quite similar, but as the mother, Madam Harushima's eyes are much more mature and sharp, like a sword.

“My lovely…daughter, do you know that today is the day you are being interviewed?” Mrs. Harushima walked “kindly” to her daughter’s bedside and plopped down on the soft, pudding-like bed.

The sudden surge of sensation in the bed sent a chill down Harushima Kaoru's spine.

"To accommodate your hibernation-like sleep schedule, they specially moved the interview location to our house, and here you are, lazing in bed. Don't you think you should voluntarily lie on the pillar of shame in the chess world? Hmm?" A pair of icy hands reached into the blankets and stimulated Harushima Kashiro's back.

"Ice, ice, ice!"

"Oh? You're awake. If you're awake, get up quickly and put on your usual Chinese-style cotton quilt. Wearing this will make the interview more formal. Today's interview is about your growth, and we may need to dig out some photos of you when you were a child."

Waking up from the cold, Harushima Kashima's morning grumpiness kicked in. In one swift motion, she rolled herself up like a spring roll, blanket and all.

"They've cancelled today. Tell them to come another day!" Harushima Shika's voice was muffled under the covers.

"Oh, you're surprisingly sturdy this time... Okay, Mom, I admit I shouldn't have woken you up this way. Let's try a different approach, chat a bit, and you'll wake up naturally..." Mrs. Harushima sat with her legs crossed, ready for a long battle.

"Let's talk about the boys, like that guy you've been seeing a lot lately, the one everyone's been saying you two are having an affair with... Ke Zhiguang?"

"Stop! Why, why do you know him?" Spring Roll suddenly looked up.

"Nonsense, you just flew over and snatched him away right after the Women's Cup. Anyone who pays even a little attention to the news would know that. Do you think we don't have a TV?"

"Let me make this clear first, there's nothing between him and me... really nothing, you can ask Xingcai if you don't believe me!"

"Inoue's daughter told me that you spent the night in his room on the day of the New Star Wars."

"This...this...this..."

With that touch, the spring roll on the bed bounced up and down as if boiling water were being steamed.

“Adanishimanisaka! @!￥@％#......” Harushima Shika immediately started rambling incoherently, spouting out a thick Sichuan-accented construction site Japanese in an attempt to confuse the situation.

For example, some game streamers, unable to argue with their teammates, will simply turn on their microphones and yell "Ahhh!"

"You have five minutes to get up, or I'll make you call him 'Dad'!" Madam Harushima uttered a nuclear-level threat.

puff--

Harushima Deer coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Under the powerful explosion of these devilish words, she sprang out of the spring roll with a somersault.

"What nonsense are you spouting! You old woman over forty, do you have any shame?! Even the Demon Mother isn't as wicked as you!" Harushima Shika roared deadly at her.

"Quick! Get up. Five minutes. Within that time, I'll call him son-in-law. After that, you'll call him dad!"

Then the two of them started fighting on the bed.

Vases, chess boxes, dolls, and other items flew around like pots and pans, giving off a typical Tom and Jerry vibe.

Seeing this scene of maternal love and filial piety, the maid standing to the side was speechless.

She's new to the job, and apparently this is just part of their daily routine.

Another maid, witnessing this scene, was moved and made a praying gesture towards the sky: "My late master, seeing how sincerely and openly the madam and young lady could communicate and get along, you must be very happy in heaven."

"This has gone beyond genuine communication!" the new maid complained loudly.

Harushima Deer was quickly killed by her mother and then carried to the dressing room like a rice sack, where she was wrapped up in layers of clothing.

This is the standard ending. After all, Mrs. Harushima is well-maintained and practices yoga and martial arts regularly. She can be said to have thoroughly beaten Harushima Shika like a daughter.

Oh right, it seems she's her biological daughter.

Meanwhile, in Tokyo, at the Go Institute.

After the game ended, Ke Zhiguang put away the pieces.

Xiong Ying walked up, pounding her fists angrily: "Alright, how about it's my turn next, Shinsei-kun?"

"Thank you for your trouble..." Ke Zhiguang was about to nod in agreement when he suddenly remembered something and turned his head toward the television set in the training hall.

“I suddenly remembered that Qingdao is supposed to be on a TV show today. How about we eat this with our meal?” Ke Zhiguang suggested.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Push open the door to the grand feast!

In the living room of the Harushima family home, Harushima Kashiwagi was already waiting and was undergoing pre-show training with the relevant staff.

It's basically just going over the script and stuff.

Although this is a live interview, if the interviewee can't answer fluently and stammers, the ratings will plummet.

Of course, if you can manage to come up with some cute moments even if you stumble over them, that's perfectly acceptable.

"Are you ready, Ms. Harushima?" the staff member inquired.

“It’s ready.” Shiro nodded.

She put on the jacket she wore for the competition again, looking extremely formal.

Mrs. Harushima sat cross-legged on a chair off-camera, just like an agent, her gaze fixed on Harushima Kashima like a sniper rifle.

Harushima Deer shuddered involuntarily.

At the chess academy.

"The show has started. Quick, go buy me a boxed lunch." Ke Zhiguang said in front of the TV.

"What does this have to do with boxed lunches?" Yamaoka was taken aback.

"It's for watching while eating, isn't it common sense to eat while watching a show?"

"This... seems to make some sense."

After receiving the delivery fee from Ke Zhiguang, Yamaoka actually bought the boxed lunch, and that's what he'll have for dinner tonight.

The program begins in the living room of Harushima Kazumi's house, decorated in a very traditional Chinese style. This may be related to Harushima Isshin's personal preferences. As a fan of medieval Go, he naturally developed an interest in Chinese style as well.

With the help of makeup and her heirloom quilt, Harushima Deer also became arrogant, her eyebrows and brows stretching out to resemble those of an empress.

No...it looks so funny.

The more I think about how different her usual persona is from this image, the more I find it hilarious.

"Princess Harushima, could you tell your fans about your past experiences learning Go?"

"Yes, these are my old photos..."