After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Jiang Fuyue is black.

so--

she won!

Hamasaki Naohara was taken aback for a moment, and then he suddenly looked at the board.

After a brief silence, thunderous applause broke out in the audience, which lasted for a long time.

"My God, Sister Yue is so handsome! Woohoo - what else can't she do? I'm tired of asking the same question."

"Da Vinci doesn't have her omnipotence."

"Whoever owns Sister Yue is equivalent to owning a walking 'universal collection'. Huh! I want it!"

"Not only everything, but also everything, one person in blood begged Sister Yue to publish a copy of "How to Slap Your Face Scientifically", I will pre-order ten copies first."

"It's another day when I want to make a leg pendant for Sister Yue~"

"Who said before that Sister Yue's family can't afford her to take interest classes? At this level, ten interest classes can't be trained, okay? Look at him being superior, what's wrong!"

"I saw in the eyes of Naohara Hamasaki that he was being dominated by the Demon King, hahahaha... He may be tortured by his soul: Who am I? Where am I? What have I done?"

Junior High School Seating Area——

"I-I'm stupid."

"West! What kind of cool story is this?"

"Sister Jiang stood on the stage, her whole body seemed to be glowing."

"Are you short of a younger brother? You don't need money, the kind that's delivered to your door."

"I officially announce that from today, Sister Jiang is the number one goddess in my heart."

"It's beautiful and sassy, ​​and the only thing that can express my true feelings at the moment is I rub!"

"Are you freestyle?"

"..."

Jiang Chenxing sat in the crowd of screaming crazily, staring at the stage with burning eyes, neither screaming nor cheering, which seemed out of tune with the surroundings, but the glowing eyes and red palms all indicated that he was at this moment. Inner surging.

"Jiang Chenxing, why are you so dumb?" The classmates on the side couldn't stand it any longer and bumped him on the shoulder, "How can you still sit still at such an exciting time?

"I..." Just as he was about to explain, he was cut off.

"They are Internet celebrities and traffic anchors. What big scene have you not seen? That's all? It's a fart!"

Jiang Chenxing frowned.

The classmate who first started this topic immediately retorted: "Can you stop being so yin and yang? My teeth are sore when I hear it. It's none of your business to be excited or not?"

Because Jiang Chenxing is too popular in the junior high school and is too popular with girls, a considerable number of male classmates dislike him.

Cynical sarcasm was the norm, and some even talked about fixing him.

Fortunately, it didn't really happen, but the verbal targeting was not once or twice.

"Wang Wei, are you Jiang Chenxing's dog? You barked before the owner spoke, isn't it?"

"You—" Wang Wei was about to fight back.

Jiang Xiaodi, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said, "Please apologize to Wang Wei."

Zhang Zhenhao was stunned for a moment, and took three seconds to react: "You, are you talking to me?"

"Yes, you must apologize to Wang Wei." After changing his usual calm tone, he suddenly became tough.

Not to mention Zhang Zhenhao, even Wang Wei was stunned.

Is this Jiang Chenxing, who is gentle and indisputable?

Was it pierced by a soul?

Zhang Zhenhao was furious, the little weak chicken actually wanted to resist? How can this be!

Immediately sneered and said in a frantic tone: "Why should I apologize? Who are you? Who are you? How dare you order me?!"

Jiang Chenxing: "Just because you scolded him just now, and I am his friend, ask you to apologize, what's wrong?"

"Huh... what if I don't?"

Seeing that the cheers continued, but this little corner was drawing swords and swords, and it might set off a bloody storm at any time.

Wang Wei was afraid that it would be difficult to deal with the trouble, so he whispered, "How about... forget it?"

Jiang Chenxing shook his head at him, his eyes firm.

"Oh..." What can I do? Bring the old bear in for a while, and they will all be screwed.

Zhang Zhenhao saw that Jiang Chenxing was speechless, and his face flashed triumphantly: "Say it? Why didn't you say it? Wasn't it quite arrogant just now? I tell you, I won't apologize today, whoever apologizes will be the grandson! "

Wang Wei was so angry that he wanted to rush up and punch him: "Zhang Zhenhao, you can be a person! Sister Jiang is winning glory for the country on stage, but you are embarrassing for us Chinese people below, are you ashamed?"

"Wang Wei, you fucking—"

"If you don't apologize," Jiang Chenxing slowly raised his eyes and said, "I'll expose it."

"You exposed... exposed?!" Zhang Zhenhao was stunned.

"You also said that I am an Internet celebrity and a traffic anchor. If I expose what you have done today to the people of the whole country, what do you think will be the consequences?"

Zhang Zhenhao remembered those who were bombarded by the Internet, how to make phone calls, greet the whole family, chase after them, pour urine and feces...

I shuddered subconsciously, but if I just bowed my head like this, I would feel too embarrassed and I wouldn't be able to hold on to my face.

"You, you have no evidence! Even if it is exposed, no one will believe it."

Jiang Chenxing took out his mobile phone, the screen showed that the recording was in progress, and it had been going on for seven minutes...

Zhang Zhenhao was stunned: "You—"

"You" for a long time, but can't say anything.

"Apologize."

Zhang Zhenhao gritted his teeth, "I apologize, did you delete the recording?"

Jiang Chenxing nodded.

"……sorry!"

After speaking, he quickly squeezed out of the crowd and ducked to the other side. The posture could not wait to leave as far as possible.

Wang Wei pouted: "Whoever apologizes will be his grandson, now he's done!"

Then he turned to Jiang Chenxing in surprise, and suddenly punched him on the shoulder, "Okay you, you usually don't make a sound, but you still have this hand at a critical moment - Niu X!"

Jiang Chenxing smiled shyly: "My sister taught it."

"Oh, is it your sister who is omnipotent?"

"Yeah." His face turned red.

Wang Wei rolled his eyes and suddenly looked at the stage: "Then who is more powerful, she or Sister Jiang?"

Jiang Chenxing was stunned, "...just as powerful."

"real or fake?"

"real!"

Wang Wei still doesn't believe it, is there anyone in this world who is more powerful than Sister Jiang?

Mostly because Jiang Chenxing, this sister, controls the filter too heavily...

"The chess game is over, so is it going to be a 'book' next?"

...

On the stage, Naohara Hamasaki finished his inspection, and it was indeed he who lost.

Jiang Fuyue smiled and met his suddenly cold eyes: "How?"

"You're fine."

This was the first time that Naohara Hamasaki looked at her directly.

Yesterday, even if Jiang Fuyue finally won the qin art competition, she still did not deserve to be in his eyes.

It was just luck, it was a fluke, and he was careless for a while.

But today, when Jiang Fuyue won again, and in the chess game that Hamasaki Naohara was proud of, he really regarded Jiang Fuyue as an equal opponent.

"Are you convinced?"

Hamasaki Naohara stared at her, his eyes stern: "Opportunistically, you can't win by force."

He has fully reacted, and the other party deliberately lured him to put down the fast flag and fought psychological warfare with him.

"Win is win, lose is lose, no matter what means or method. Haven't you heard that a cat is a good cat if it catches a mouse, black and white?"

"You don't know chess at all."

"Of course, I just want to win."

"Since you've fallen, is this what you call integrity in China?" He suddenly grabbed the microphone and asked loudly.

The sound immediately spread through the auditorium through the speakers.

The auditorium slowly quieted down.

what's the situation?

Why did it suddenly collapse?

R country little red guy can't afford to lose?

Everyone looked at each other, too scared to speak.

The front-row delegation and the jury were equally confused.

Hu Yongwei frowned.

The look on the Huaxia representative's face is also not relaxed.

integrity……

This question is not easy to answer, even he dare not say that he can give a standard answer.

Jiang Fuyue is just a high school student, how should she deal with it?

If the answer is not good, it is really "self-defeating".

At this moment, Jiang Fuyue on the stage reached out to Hamasaki Naohara——

"microphone."

The latter handed over.

Jiang Fuyue took it in front of her, her eyes slowly swept across the stage, and finally turned to Hamasaki Naohara, and every sentence she said next was deafening—

"You said that even if Mr. Wu Qingyuan played the 'three-star Tianyuan' layout, he could only regret losing to Xiu Zai. So today I will use this game of chess to tell you that what the predecessors of Huaxia failed to do, now I Wait for the younger generation to do it."

"In those days, Mr. Wu Qingyuan lost two eyes, but now I will win you two eyes."

"You ask what the Huaxia Festival is? Then let me tell you - what our ancestors have never done, my Chinese descendants, even if there are thousands of generations, will uphold the legacy, go forward and succeed, until it is completed! This is the Huaxia Festival!"

One update, three thousand words.

It's half past twelve.

There are three shifts ~ Diligent Fish is selling cute online, please ask for a small ticket~