The press conference is still held in the second floor lobby.

Whether it was negligence or intentional, the hotel security staff did not clear the demonstration crowd in the lobby on the first floor. Even if they went up the second floor, they could still hear the Korean and Japanese bilingual shouting downstairs.

The players mainly live on the fifth and sixth floors, so they do not need to pass the first floor. Hiroshi Chihara successfully entered the press conference.

At this time, there were already many reporters sitting below. When they saw him coming out, they picked up their cameras and snapped at him. Many people even questioned him directly, and they were very rude.

Hiroshi Chihara ignored the noise in his ears and followed the players and walked quickly to the stage.

During this period, when I met Ma Yingchun, the other party seemed to be laughing, quietly gave him a thumbs up and said:

"I was also plotted by the Korean Chess Academy last year and temporarily changed my game time. Qianyuan Jun, you can also say you are angry for me!"

Hiroshi Chihara seemed very calm and replied:

"That guy dares to use external tricks on me, of course I have to let him understand the consequences of doing so."

"Is this just killing one to warn a hundred?" Ma Yingchun teased.

"That's right."

When they walked onto the stage, the two separated and sat in their respective seats.

The Korean chess players present looked bad, and among them, Chihara Hoshi also caught a glimpse of Song Shengji who had just been "beating" by him, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart:

Obviously, if he didn't come this time, he still didn't know what he would be choreographed.

He has no confidence in the other party's character.

Park Tae-nian, chairman of the Korean Chess Academy, presided over the press conference. He was obviously not in a high mood. After saying a few words, the formal process of the press conference began.

The reporters raised their hands one after another, but at this moment, Hiroshi Chihara stood up.

Masao Kato paused and asked in a low voice:

"Chanhara, what are you going to do?"

But Hiroshi Chihara gave a gesture of calmness, then picked up the microphone on the table, debugged it for a few seconds, and began to say:

"Everyone, although it's a bit presumptuous, please allow me to make a speech first."

Seeing this emergencies, the reporters below were stunned at first, and then whispers came from all corners of the venue, and their colleagues who knew Japanese had translated this sentence.

As for the staff who were actually in charge of translation, they first looked at Park Tae-nian, nodded slightly when they saw that the other party nodded, and then started their own work.

After the other party finished speaking, Chihara Hiroshi continued:

"A lot of people have a lot of feelings about today's game. For example, now, the sound at the bottom of the building can be heard faintly. It seems that the location of this press conference should be moved up one more floor."

The people at the scene already knew what he was going to say.

Song Shengji, who was sitting in the Korean chess seat, stood up. He had already made a perfect draft. As long as he made a slight incitement, everyone would definitely stand on his side, but the premise was that he had to speak out first to give everyone a preconceived impression.

"Song Shengji Seventh Duan, sit down!" Park Tae Nian shouted in a low voice.

"But……"

Seeing that the other party's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out, Song Shengji sat back in the position reluctantly, but when he turned his head, he saw Qianyuan's mocking eyes. He suddenly became angry, but in the end he did not make any other moves.

Hiroshi Chihara withdrew his gaze, swept over the reporters below, and said:

"I don't know if you know that in today's game, I was almost sentenced to be late."

The voices of discussion below became louder. Indeed, most people only knew that today's match was a humiliation, but the cause and effect were not very clear.

"Is the cause? It's about Mr. Song Shengji leaving midway when he went to the game room..."

Next, Chihara Hoshi did not accuse the other party, but instead arranged a timeline and what Song Shengji said in the game room.

Although there was no direct accusation, the meaning was clear:

This guy took advantage of his concern for the safety of his family and wanted to make him lose the game because he was late.

"You're talking nonsense! You're slandering!" Song Shengji finally couldn't help it, stood up and shouted loudly, but he was extremely anxious:

If everyone's thoughts don't stop him, everyone's thoughts will follow him!

Hiroshi Chihara curled his lips, not looking at him, but looked at an old man in the middle of the referee's seat:

"This is the referee who is hosting today's matchup. What Mr. Song Shengji said is what he said to this referee."

In a moment, everyone's eyes were gathered on the referee who was over 60 years old. The other party stood up and looked at Song Shengji with a complicated look, but he still nodded in the end:

"Indeed, he said those words."

However, he changed his mind afterwards:

"But the words Song Qiduan said did not mention Mr. Qianyuan's sister, and he only said this."

After all, they are both affiliated with the Korean Chess Academy. Whether rationally or emotionally, he hopes to excuse the other party.

When she heard this, Song Shengji seemed to have grabbed the straw and immediately responded:

"Yes, I didn't mention Ling Mei. You are worried that your sister will go out to find her, which will cause you to be almost late. Will you blame me for this?"

Hiroshi Chihara followed and said:

"Since you admitted that you said this, I'll ask you, you said you saw two women falling down the stairs, but the hotel did not find this situation. Are you hallucinating?"

Song Shengji stammered his neck and continued to defend himself:

"Who said I saw it with my own eyes? I heard from others and listen to others, do you understand?"

"Who did you hear?" Chihara Hiroshi asked.

"I don't know!"

"Do you believe what people you don't know say?"

"I just know how to believe it, what does it have to do with you!" Song Shengji calculated that the other party did not catch his handle, so he dared to use "not knowing" excuses.

Hiroshi Chihara rarely talked to him nonsense, saying "Justice is in the hearts of the people", and then sat down.

On the contrary, Song Shengji didn't plan to end the matter, and he was quite gritting his teeth, and his voice was as if he was squeezed out from his teeth:

"Mr. Chihara, I know that you are extremely strong, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are the world's number one. But in today's game, you are just humiliating me with false guesses. Don't you want to say anything?"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes returned to Hiroshi Chihara again.

Indeed, this is their main purpose today. They are not here to be jurors. They don't care about the truth or something.

Hiroshi Chihara picked up the microphone again, laughed first, and then said slowly:

"Who made you so weak?"
Chapter completed!