The end of the chess world is often very abrupt. Unless it''s the strength of both sides. There is a gap in the level of rolling, and the result of catching the opponent alive is played. Otherwise, the chess world will end at the moment of the opponent''s complete death.


    Chengying didn''t expect that his means would be so smooth. He even prepared for the failure of anti killing. He had a series of retreats and even escape plans.


    But it''s too late. The battle was over. He didn''t even have a chance to say goodbye to the people in the world. The chess world suddenly ended. When he opened his eyes again, he had appeared in reality. On the opposite side of the chessboard, Jose showed an expression like an afterlife.


    "Sorry, chief, I failed."


    The photographer shook his head: "it doesn''t matter. Go back and relax. Don''t rush to train. This is just one of the plans to deal with the worst situation. You don''t need to put too much pressure on yourself.


    Our imaginary enemy is very strong, but at least so far. He hasn''t appeared, and there is no trace against us. "The photographer patted him on the shoulder and watched him leave.


    Even after experiencing the chess world, he has to calm his thoughts for a while before he can return to reality. People''s character is often determined by his memory and experience.


    Even in the past winter vacation, we can forget the practice of the topic. In the thorough test at the beginning of school, he looked confused and forced, not to mention that he spent several years in the chess world. When he returned to reality, he would look at everything with a sense of overlap between familiarity and strangeness.


    This is also the Mingming chess world, which is equivalent to the spiritual time house, but the use of film has been quite restrained.


    After leaving the reception room, Chengying washed his face with cold water in the bathroom to make himself more sober, raised his head, covered his face with a towel, and tried to remember everything in reality to ensure that he would not get lost.


    "Hello!" a little fleshy hand pulled off his towel: "why? Don''t you know me anymore?" the ice Emperor didn''t know when he had sat on the washbasin, and her long green hair was tied into a double ponytail like the first sound.


    "What have you experienced this time? It won''t be a hundred year war between the human fleet and the Zerg!"


    Chengying smiled and took little Lori down from the washbasin: "it''s not so difficult. It''s only more than a year. This time the world''s science and technology is relatively backward, and the map is just a planet. Let''s go! I haven''t eaten dinner yet! It''s been more than a year between lunch and dinner, and I''m almost starving."


    Talking and laughing, the film has completely recovered the feeling of real life.


    "I asked Xiao Chen to eat with them! I haven''t had dinner together for a long time!" ice emperor walked in front of the camera with short legs and skillfully found the canteen of the Research Institute.


    "Come on! The teacher is coming." Meng Shu hurried into the canteen from the corridor.


    Tang Chen, who was blowing air into the balloon, Dugu Bo, who placed the plate like an experimental instrument, yuxikong, who debugged special effects for electronic fireworks, jianhongchen with "ppt", posisi with jam on his face, and chaotianxiang, who hurriedly hid the banner, all moved like fast forward and finished the work at hand immediately.


    "Face paralysis, it''s up to you. You have the most subtle mental control. Don''t let the teacher find out!" Meng Shu took other little friends and hid behind the door and said to Dugu Bo.


    Dugu Bo nodded and didn''t respond to his address.


    Chengying walked into the canteen. I don''t know why. It seems that the atmosphere is different. Among the stunned gods, electronic fireworks suddenly bloom on the dome of the canteen. The holographic projection is like gathering sand into a tower, covering the canteen. The original position of the dining table has become the street of Tiandou city. Facing Chengying, it is the only shop in the street with a glass gate.


    His disciples came out and pulled up the banner. Except Dugu Bo, they all said with a smile: "Happy Birthday to the teacher!"


    Colorful balloons rose, and the ruler and gauge were as regular as the drawing. The cake full of obsessive-compulsive disorder was pushed out. Even the fruit on it was placed in perfect central symmetry. You can know whose masterpiece it was at a glance.


    The familiar and strange scene also touched the background film that hasn''t moved for a long time, revealing the shy smile when I just crossed: "thank you! Ah... There''s no need to engage in such a big battle! Don''t you already know my identity! I don''t know when my birthday is!"


    "Life should have a sense of ceremony, which you taught us! Come on! Teacher, cut the cake! I can''t wait to see the expression of my paralyzed face!" Meng Shu smiled and handed the knife to Chengying.


    There were nine people present, but there were only eight strawberries on the cake. It seemed that Dugu Bo''s obsessive-compulsive disorder had worsened, otherwise Meng Shu wouldn''t laugh so obscene.


    Brush! The cake was neatly divided into eight pieces, one by one. Meng Shu was at a loss holding an empty plate: "where''s mine? Wait! Where''s mine? It''s unfair!"


    "You deserve it!" Dugu Bo''s words were concise and comprehensive, and everyone agreed with him: "you deserve it!"


    "Why are you doing this!"


    The ice emperor looked at Meng Shu''s poor appearance, thought about it, and handed him his potato chips.


    "Thank you, martial mother! It''s better for us!" before he finished, the ice emperor seemed unwilling to give up a whole bag of potato chips. He took it back and poured a pile on his plate. Then he handed it to Meng Shu. When he opened the bag, there was still one and a half pieces left.


    "Good guy! You can bully me!" Meng Shu took the potato chip bag and made it to the table. He looked at Tianxiang and laughed. He dug out the strawberries on the cake with the spoon and fed it to Meng Shu.


    "Shh ~" everyone is booing.


    "I''ve been married for decades, and I''m still showing!" Tang Chen said, winking at posisi.


    Therefore, both people and ghosts are showing, only Dugu bo


    OK, only Dugu Bo''s injured world has been achieved!


    "Oh! Woman! It will only affect the thinking of my subject!" Xueba''s style is still the same as that of the past.


    The ice emperor learned his own skills without a teacher and learned the inherent skills of his elders to urge marriage!


    Standing on the stool, he condescended: "Xiao Bo, it''s almost a hundred years. Haven''t you had a sweetheart... Balabala ~"


    It was fruit juice in the film cup, but somehow, he felt a little drunk and wrapped him with an unprecedented sense of reality.


    His disciples are no longer a battle sequence. They are engaged in their favorite industries, but their fetters have never been diluted by time. There are too many people and things worth cherishing in this world.


    Even if he just wants to continue to live like this, he will continue to lead everyone to become stronger


    [to be continued]


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