Between the Youxuan, it is the most famous special game room of the Japan Chess Academy.

Often, only the seven titles or the finals of important professional events will be activated.

Most professional chess players may not even have the chance to set foot here in their entire lives.

After Chihara Hiroshi came to the chess academy, unlike before, the event specially arranged a secretary to take care of his various needs.

"Sorry, three ladies, this time it's the final, it's really inconvenient for you to watch the game on the spot."

The female secretary who called herself "Shirai" stopped the three girls and called a staff member to continue to say to the three girls:

"You can follow him to the laboratory, and you can see it clearly."

Rino Morino curled his lips:

"Tsk, I thought I could go into Youxuan to see it, but I didn't expect there was such a trick."

Hiroshi Chihara was not surprised. After all, it was the final, so it was not an exaggeration to be careful.

Chihara Sabu clenched his fist, raised it to his chest, waved it hard, and said:

"Brother, come on!"

Mai Nishitsuji patted his shoulder, encouraging:

"Chenhara, you must win!"

"Well, I will!" Chihara Hiroshi's voice was full of confidence.

Rino Morino also walked up to him, his eyes wide open and said seriously:

"Master, I even made a bet with Xiao An! You must not lose!"

Hiroshi Chihara patted her head and said:

"Do you just hope your bet win? Unfilial disciple!"

Renosa Morino pouted and said:

"Master, if I don't want you to win, why make that bet?"

For some reason, Chihara Hiroshi felt that there was some reason, so he quickly rushed to get this cheap disciple in disgust.

After the three girls left, Secretary Bai Zhi led the way and said:

"Teacher Chihara, I'll take you to the lounge. There is still an hour before the competition, where you can take a nap."

"good."

Two minutes later, Chihara Hiroshi came to the lounge, right next door between Youxuan.

Moreover, completely different from the previous lounge, this time the lounge is luxurious:

Not just a seat, there are also various snacks, fruits, and various drinks on the table.

Secretary Bai Zhi introduced:

"If you are hungry, you can enjoy some according to your taste. However, I personally recommend not eating too much, otherwise it may affect your performance later."

"Okay, I get it."

Having said that, Chihara Hiroshi couldn't help but serve a plate of cake, a piece of yam soup, and various fruits.

Japanese fruits are not cheap. You can eat such a rich variety of fruits at one time. There have not been many times since he traveled through time.

Secretary Bai Zhi shook his head helplessly, thought about it, and added:

"If you feel full, stop immediately. Eating too much is not conducive to digestion."

"yes!"

Hiroshi Chihara had a bite of the cake when footsteps came from the corridor outside the door.

After a while, Zhao Zhixun appeared in front of him, followed by a secretary, but a young man.

Chihara Hiroshi put down the plate in his hand reluctantly, stood up, and greeted him.

Zhao Zhixun responded and said understandingly:

"Kun Chihara, if you are hungry, keep eating, don't care about me."

Hearing this sentence, Hiroshi Chihara sat down and continued his unfinished "career".

Secretary Bai Zhi looked at these two today's "opponents" thoughtfully:

Judging from the expressions and dialogues between the two sides, the relationship between the two sides is obviously pretty good.

At this time, Chihara Hiroshi suddenly stopped the spoon in his hand, looked at the table with snacks, and looked embarrassed on his face.

Secretary Bai Zhi asked thoughtfully:

"Teacher Chihara, what's wrong with you? The cakes are all fresh, but if you think they don't suit the taste, you can change them to another batch."

This is her responsibility, and before the game, she must meet all the legitimate needs of the players as much as possible.

Chihara Hiroshi's eyes were on her and said embarrassedly:

"There shouldn't be these in the laboratory?"

Secretary Bai Zhi had already anticipated what he was going to say and proposed first:

"Do you need me to send some snacks?"

Chihara Hiroshi smiled and nodded:

"Then I'll trouble you. I'll send some of these fruits too."

Zhao Zhixun, who was standing by, also said to the secretary beside him:

"You can also send some here. My incompetent disciple hasn't eaten yet this morning and should be hungry now."

"Yes, Teacher Zhao." The male secretary beside him agreed.

The two secretaries picked some snacks and fruits and left the lounge.

Chihara Hiroshi was still dealing with the food on the plate, while Zhao Jixun only had a glass of water at hand.

He took the initiative to speak:

"Kun Chihara, this is probably the first time we have encountered it in a professional competition, right?"

Hiroshi Chihara swallowed the food in his mouth, took a sip of freshly squeezed juice, and said:

"Well, it's the first time."

In fact, although the two have communicated many times, the complete game they have played is just the one in September last year.

But for some reason, Zhao Zhixun was silent for a long time afterwards, and it was not until Qianyuan finished eating the last fruit on the plate that he made a sound:

"Kun Qianyuan, can you tell me carefully about the 'steep' that appeared in the 16th hand in the last time you played against Lin Jiuduan?"

Hiroshi Chihara agreed very readily.

He looked at the other person:

Zhao Zhixun sat cross-legged on the cushion, his eyes half-closed, but his index finger, which kept circled around the table, showed that the other party was still awake.

Obviously, this is how Zhao Zhixun adjusts his condition before the game.

Not long after, both secretary returned here.

...

In the laboratory, Rino Morino looked at the quite sumptuous snacks and said:

"So Is it so great to be a professional chess player? I can still enjoy it before the game!"

Mai Nishitsuji corrected:

"This is just the treatment of the competition. Didn't there be any of the previous competitions? Only in the final of the Dragon Star Wars will there be such benefits."

However, Rino Morino could no longer hear it. She scooped up a piece of cake and stuffed it into her mouth. She immediately narrowed her eyes and sighed:

"tasty……"

Mai Nishitsuji first served a piece for Chihara before serving herself.

Seeing Hiroaki Yasui who was slightly voracious on the side, Renino Morino complained:

"Xiao An, are you running away from home again?"

Hiromy Yasui bulged his cheeks and kept chewing, explaining intermittently:

"I lost yesterday, so I didn't have supper..."

Rino Morino said curiously:

"Is this the punishment of senior Zhao Zhixun?"

Hiromy Yasui waved his hand quickly and swallowed the food in his mouth in a hurry, but almost choked. He took a glass of water handed over by Chihara and poured it down, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

His tone was very serious:

"Although the master is strict, he is very kind to me. How could he not give me food? This is my punishment for myself, don't misunderstand it."

"So, as long as you lose in the big hand in the future, you won't have supper?"

"Um!"
Chapter completed!