After all of us are reborn, who plays Go?

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Hearing the sudden singing coming from the opposite side, Zhan Lang couldn't help but look up at Cao Mingxun who suddenly started singing with a confused look on his face.

What the hell?

Why did he start singing while it was raining?
Aren't we playing chess? This isn't a farewell party, why are you singing?

Not only Zhan Lang, many other people around were also attracted by Cao Mingxun's sudden singing. Many people turned their heads to look at Zhan Lang and the others.

There was no way. Although the game room was a little noisy, the sound was not too loud. When Cao Mingxun's singing sounded, even other sounds suddenly became quiet. Compared with the suddenly quiet game room, Cao Mingxun's singing sounded unusually loud.

Not only the Chinese chess players, but also the Korean chess players looked at Cho Myung-hoon with embarrassment when he suddenly started singing awkwardly.

After all, Chinese people can’t understand it, but they can even understand the meaning of the lyrics.

Cao Mingxun could also clearly feel everyone's gazes on him, but Cao Mingxun was not affected at all. He continued to hum the tune as if nothing had happened and seemed to be completely immersed in his own music.

Zhan Lang, who was sitting opposite, was the first to be affected. He felt that the melody was very familiar, as if he had heard it before, but it seemed that he had not heard it before because he could not understand it.

No, that’s not the problem!

Zhan Lang looked at Cao Mingxun who was humming a tune, no, he was singing a song, feeling completely bewildered.

Can you sing during a Go game? This is too outrageous!
Theoretically speaking, when two people play chess face to face, it is inevitable that there will be some small movements or things that disturb each other.

After all, two people are so close to each other, this kind of thing is inevitable.

For example, when Zhan Lang is thinking, he likes to tap the table with two fingers, which sometimes makes some noise.

During the game, Cao Mingxun would often stir the chess pieces and occasionally mutter to himself.

Zhan Lang didn't care about any of this. After all, it was within his tolerable range. He would even knock on the table to make some noise. As long as it didn't involve issues of principle too much, neither side of the game would say anything.

After all, it is simply unrealistic to keep the opponent motionless. A professional game is highly intense and lasts for at least four hours, and six hours is not uncommon.

Including this time when he came to Korea to play, when some Korean chess players were smoking in front of Zhan Lang, Zhan Lang was too lazy to say anything.

In China, you can take care of your own sponsors, but in Korea, forget it. You’ll only be there for a few days anyway, so just bear with it and it will pass.

After all, this is a communication in someone else's home. It's not appropriate for you to interfere with their rules, otherwise they will say it is their freedom.

So in the next few days, when Zhan Lang came over, he wore a mask to prevent himself from breathing in other people's secondhand smoke.

Cao Mingxun also felt uncomfortable when he saw Zhan Lang wearing a mask. Smoke spraying was originally one of his good offensive weapons, and he could often suppress his opponents and win in the competition.

However, he did not expect that because chess players from his country had used the secondhand smoke weapon before, Zhan Lang was prepared and started wearing a mask.

In this case, the power of your second-hand smoke attack will be reduced by at least 50%.

However, even though it was reduced by 50%, Cao Mingxun still lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke, even deliberately spitting it over there.

After all, any impact counts, and a small amount of fly meat is still meat.

There is an old Chinese saying that goes, "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."

But Cao Mingxun secretly regretted in his heart that he should have told others not to smoke in advance, and then launched a surprise attack himself.

At the same time, Cao Mingxun also complained helplessly that Zhan Lang was a guy who had no martial ethics and even wore a mask while playing chess!

So smoke attacks won’t work and are not very effective, so we can only launch sonic attacks!

Facing the bewildered looks from the people around him, and the questioning gaze from Zhan Lang who was sitting opposite him, Cao Mingxun remained as if nothing had happened.

For Cao Mingxun, as long as he can win, that's all that matters.

As for face?

How can you save face if you lose?
What do the younger chess players think of me? What do the chess world think of me? What do the media report about me? It doesn’t matter. Winning the game is the most important thing!
However, Cao Mingxun sometimes knows how to restrain himself and knows what he can do and what he cannot do.

For example, when he was in Japan, Cao Mingxun would not be so excessive. At most he would play with walnuts, fan himself, make some noises, and smoke, but at least he would not sing it directly.

After all, he is not the only one who has experienced this kind of thing in Japan. No one knows how many people want to tear up the fan that Lin Xiaofeng was playing with.

But now it’s in the Republic of Korea!

This is my territory!
I am the boss of my own territory! Sing whenever you want! Sing loudly!
Thinking of this, Cao Mingxun hummed the folk tune from his hometown even louder.

Zhan Lang was really speechless when he saw Cao Mingxun treating the game room as a KTV. It’s bad enough that you keep muttering, but you can even sing?

If this is a KTV, can you at least arrange a few princesses? Why are you singing when there is no main course? ! How dare you sing!
"Cao Mingxun, this is in the game room, not a KTV!" Looking at Zhan Lang who was questioning him directly, Cao Mingxun nodded calmly, "I know!"

"You know you can still sing? How about I give you a microphone and you sing on the stage?"

“That’s not necessary. I just can’t help humming a little tune when I’m thinking. It’s my personal habit.

But it seems that the rules of Go competitions do not prohibit players from singing? Even in official competitions, there is no such rule, let alone a small exchange competition like this.

Zhan Lang, you are too tense. Just relax and focus on yourself. It's just a friendly match. Don't take it too seriously.

If you really can't help it, why don't you hum a few lines? Singing is very helpful in relieving your physical and mental stress."

Zhan Lang was speechless when he heard this. It was just a friendly match, so don't take it too seriously. Why are you still singing there?!

The face is gone.

However, Cao Mingxun soon discovered that even if he sang Korean folk songs, it didn't seem to have much effect.

Zhan Lang completely ignored Cao Mingxun's test response, and instead went down to test Cao Mingxun. However, problems arose when Cao Mingxun himself tried.

Zhan Lang originally wanted to make a double life down there, but he didn't expect Cao Mingxun to be so considerate and directly gave him the spoon.

Zhan Lang seized upon a small problem of Cao Mingxun and broke through Cao Mingxun's lower part, forcibly opening a hole in the air of the white chess pieces, and the three white pieces in the lower right corner of Cao Mingxun were also directly eaten up.

Seeing this situation, Cao Mingxun, who was singing, paused for a moment, because he could see at a glance that his situation was critical.

Move 81, White, charge!

Use force!

It wasn't just Cao Mingxun's chess pieces on the field who fought tenaciously. Cao Mingxun's singing also became louder and louder, and changed from a gentle Korean song to a passionate military song.

"!!"

Zhan Lang couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this. Although I don't understand what you are singing, your singing is too bad, isn't it?
Didn’t you tell me to relax? I’ll just sing along with you.

"We crossed the Yalu River with high spirits and valiant spirit. To safeguard peace and the motherland is to protect our hometown."

Hearing another song coming from not far away, Ye Qing, who was drinking water, choked on the water.

Oh shit, Zhan Lang actually sang this song directly?
Fortunately, others didn’t understand it, otherwise something big would have happened.

what is this?
Dimensionality reduction attack?
Cao Mingxun was stunned when he heard Zhan Lang suddenly singing high notes with him on the opposite side.

After all, when I was singing in the past, most people just endured it because of my generation and status.

Even if he couldn't help it, he would just curse at him a few times. Cao Mingxun even took the other party's dirty words as a compliment.

But it was the first time that Cao Mingxun saw someone actually singing a duet with him.

No, I'm just saying it, you're just being polite. Do you really want to compete with me in singing high notes? It's very difficult for me to handle it if you do that!

Cao Mingxun always felt that the other party's song seemed very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but it was a Chinese song and he couldn't understand it at all.

But listening to the other party's tone, it seemed like a military song.

Let's take a look at the Chinese and Korean armies! Who has the stronger momentum?
Seeing that the other person's voice was drowning out his own, Cao Mingxun took a deep breath and continued to raise his voice.

Zhu Zhuojiang, who was about to get some snacks from his seat, was confused when he saw this scene. What the hell? Isn't this a Go game? Why are they singing to each other?

And my teacher was singing this song? Then it became the national anthem again, and the voice became louder and louder.

Others use their brains when playing chess, but does it use your voice?

Zhu Zhuojiang didn't care, but many people around him couldn't stand the singing of these two guys anymore.

Each of you is more tone-deaf than the other, and your singing is worse than the other. How can you two have the nerve to sing in front of so many people?

Many chess players present couldn't help but speed up their moves, winning or losing didn't matter, they just finished the game and ran away! I really couldn't stand it anymore!

Zhu Zhuojiang calmly finished his snacks and returned to his seat. Li Shiqing, who was sitting opposite Zhu Zhuojiang, had a wrinkled expressionless face.

This situation is really difficult to deal with.

Li Shiqing couldn't help but look up at Zhu Zhuojiang who was sitting opposite him, and found that the other party's eyes were not on the chessboard at all. Instead, he looked around from time to time, and sometimes threw a snack into his mouth, as if he wanted to get off work early.

Seeing the other person's expression, Li Shiqing felt an inexplicable sense of irritation for the first time.

Keep making moves. With the opponent's attitude, how could I possibly lose to him?
(End of this chapter)