Osaka, Kansai headquarters of "Chess Road" magazine.

A young man put down the manuscript in his hand, stretched his waist, and went to the water dispenser to pick up a cup of coffee.

"Yaguchi, the editor-in-chief asked you to find him."

"Have you said something?"

"I didn't say that."

Yakugu took a sip of espresso and placed the cup on the table.

In fact, he had already had a vague guess about the editor-in-chief's purpose.

Recently, his life has been pretty good, at least much better than before.

Since the last time I reported the report of "Nineteen Hands of Dragon Slaying" and the response from subsequent readers' feedback has been pretty good. The editor-in-chief also specially summoned everyone to praise him.

It was also from that time that my colleagues' attitude towards him changed, and they became much more friendly.

Dong, Dong, Dong.

There was a clear sound of friction between the chair and the ground in the door, and there were several soft shouts of unknown significance.

After about a minute, the editor-in-chief spoke:

"Come in."

While pushing open the door, the slander complained in his heart:

In the summer, the door is still closed. Isn’t it really not hot?

"Editor-in-chief, are you asking me for something?"

He was very respectful and glanced at the secretary next to him without a trace - her skirt was slightly wrinkled.

This is a newcomer who just joined the magazine in the first half of this year. Because of her cute appearance, she was attracted by the editor-in-chief and hired as a secretary.

The monthly salary is even more than an average editor like him!

To be honest, this made him a little jealous.

The female secretary seemed to notice his eyes, slowly closed the hair in his ears, and let out a soft hum of disdain.

The editor-in-chief is in his prime, but his figure is distorted and he is more afraid of heat than others.

He pulled the collar and leaned half on the leather chair, his voice a little dissatisfied:

"Didn't you come here ten minutes later? Why did it come so quickly?"

But he didn't bother with this matter too much and went straight to the topic:

"You have seen the Kansai Ilbo and the newspapers in the past two days?"

The silly mouth nodded quickly:

"I've seen it all!"

"Well, since you've seen it all, what do you think about that new style?" The editor-in-chief picked up the cup, but found that there was no water inside, so he had to put it down again.

The silly man thought for two seconds and said in a tentative tone:

"I heard that the pioneer of this new San San is Hiroshi Chihara, who was the champion of the last Osaka Prefecture High School League. I think I need to have an interview with him?"

The female secretary beside her was pouring water. The editor took a sip and sighed with satisfaction before returning to him:

"Well, that's what I think. You pack up immediately, go to Tokyo, and that..."

"Koshi Chihara?" Yaguchi Kanji reminded.

The editor took a round head:

"Yes, it's Hiroshi Chihara who conducted an exclusive interview with him, and Zhao Zhixun's ninth dan. If you can interview him, try to arrange it as much as possible.

"Yaguchi, your article was well written last time, so don't let me down this time!"

"Yes, editor-in-chief, I will definitely not let you down!" Yaguchi promised.

"You go, remember, let's go tonight."

The editor-in-chief waved and signaled that he could leave.

"By the way, don't forget to close the door."

When he walked to the door, the man with a slut, took the door as he told him, but he spat and cursed inwardly, "Dog man and woman".

Back at the workbench, he cleaned up what he had done. Without delaying for a moment, he went back to the apartment and took a few items to change laundry, and then rushed all the way to Itami Airport.

When I got on the plane, the porthole was pitch black, with only the signal lights on the wings and the city on the ground emitting light.

When he was woken up by the flight attendant, he had arrived in Tokyo.

As soon as he left the airport, Kasuko Yaguchi contacted the magazine's branch in Tokyo.

It is said to be a branch, but it is actually just an office, and only three people are employed.

The main reason is that the official journal of the Japan Chess Academy is also called "Chess Road", but it is not the same as Kansai's "Chess Road".

The two parties have been established at a similar time. They have filed a lawsuit against each other many times and asked each other to change their names, but they have arguing with each other and cannot tell who is the first and who is the last one, so they have been delayed until now.

However, their sales ranges do not interfere with each other, namely the best-selling Go magazines in Kanto and Kansai.

In the phone booth, Yaguchi got the information he wanted.

Before leaving the magazine, he contacted people from the Tokyo branch and asked them to collect information about Hiroshi Chihara.

It seems that although there are only three people, the efficiency is pretty good.

I found a hostel and rested all night. At 6:30 in the morning, Yaguchi Kansu rushed to Chiyoda District.

As far as he knows, Chihara Hiroshi successfully entered the round-robin match of the amateur Honinbo game, and is now in the second place in Group B. There will be an overtime game that decides whether to qualify today.

An hour later, he finally arrived at Meiji University.

As soon as he walked into the arena, a member of the event came forward:

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Yaguchi took out his work ID from his pocket and introduced himself:

"I am the editor of the magazine and want to interview a contestant..."

"Is it a Qianyuan chess player?" the staff member asked directly.

It’s not surprising that he is a dry mouth. I guess there must be quite a few people like him these days.

"Yes, it's Hiroshi Chihara. I heard he has an overtime game today?"

"Yes, today he is the only one who has a game with another chess player."

The staff did not make things difficult for him, but only asked him not to disturb the game during the game, otherwise he would be expelled from the field immediately.

Yaku's mouth agreed immediately.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, he finally saw Hiroshi Chihara. He was not much different from the one a month ago. He was still the handsome boy with a little scattered hair, and his confidence was even stronger.

The other party obviously noticed him, but there was no special reaction.

This is taken for granted:

Although it was not the first time he had seen Hiroshi Chihara, it was probably the first time the other party had seen him.

The Yaguyaku took a few steps closer to make sure he could see the chessboard.

He had already thought about it:

If Chihara Hiroshi wins in this game today, he will also write this game into the article;

If you lose...

Just pretend nothing happened and just write the content of the interview.

About half an hour later, at around 8:30, another chess player also arrived at the scene.

At the same time, some people have come here one after another, including all ages, but the most are middle-aged and elderly people.

It was still some time before the competition began. Yaguru took a recorder and asked a few questions before he found out that these people were eliminated players and Go players who lived nearby.

"I lost to these two people before. I came here to see what the difference between me and them is?" A strong man in a black vest said in a muffled voice.

"Haha, this young man, Hiroshi Chihara, does not talk about chess ethics. Before, I saw an old man in my sixties being injured. Not only did I not care about it, but I asked about my injuries, but I was sarcastic! I'm here to see how this kid lost!" An old man snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!