The king of entertainment

"Don't say anything, I won't act."

Zhang Yonglin shook his head, "It's almost the same for you to give me a star."

Xiao Yang was happy, "Is your acting better than Su Muye?"

Zhang Yonglin smiled, "Now these days, good acting skills are usually not the protagonist."

Xiao Yang: “…”

"I'm tired of playing villain."

Zhang Yonglin said, "After you say I am a king, and it may not be good to always play negative images."

"Mr. Mei has also played many negative images."

Xiao Yang said, "Only by learning from different roles can your acting skills improve."

"I feel like you are fooling me again." Zhang Yonglin looked at Xiao Yang vigilantly.

"nonsense!"

Xiao Yang was a little annoyed, "When did I fool you? I will treat you as my brother."

"hehe……"

"Are you going?"

"I have decided not to go unless I play the lead role."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"Why……"

Xiao Yang shook his head, "Actually, this TV series revolves around this villain. This is a very charming villain. If you refuse, I dare say you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Zhang Yonglin was happy, "What he said was better than what he sang."

“My rap skills are still very high.”

"Stop telling a cold joke, it's not funny at all."

Zhang Yonglin was determined not to act.

Xiao Yang said, "I'll tell you a little story."

"You want to fool people again?" Zhang Yonglin said that he would not take this trick.

"You listen to me before you speak."

Xiao Yang glanced at him, "This story is closely related to the role you are about to play. On TV, he always keeps talking about this story."

Zhang Yonglin raised his hand and said, "Stop it, it's not the role I'm about to play, I haven't agreed yet."

Xiao Yang smiled, "In ancient times, there was a place called Xizhuang. There was a chess fool here, and everyone called him chaos."

"He is vague about everything, but he is proficient in Go. He walks and falls and falls, and is said to be walking on the chess pattern, and every step is a trick. Naturally, he is very skilled, but he has no wife - he is in his forties. But he

The real pain is that he can't find an opponent, and his heart is often shrouded in his heart. He has to play chess with himself."

"There is a small village of Guantun 30 miles south. There is a primary school teacher living in whom he moved from the capital to his hometown. Legend has it that he is a national Go player with a very high level. He has made some mistakes and stayed in this mountain valley.

When Dun visited this master, he often walked thirty miles to Guantun to play chess."

"Huan Chao is big and thick, with a dark face, and is extremely brave in chess style. He is good at using one move to "suppress the gods" to fight extremely fiercely."

"The teacher played chess with him for the first time, and when he reached the middle plate, he raised his head in surprise: 'Your killing power is really rare!', Hun Dun nodded modestly. But the teacher's final skills were very outstanding, and he slowly turned the slightest move.

Pick it back in the air."

"The two of them are polite and polite, and they become close friends."

"The teacher often tells him some things about the chess world. When it comes to the rise of Japanese Go in modern times and far surpassing China, Hun Dun showed his recklessness and said: Damn, defeat Japan!"

"Hun Dun is indeed a genius. When he was a child, an old tutor of a lame man taught him Go."

"A natural disaster occurred, and the gentleman starved to death. Chaos grew up and grew up. He ran to wild mountains, drank muddy water, and grew into a man."

"His chess is actually natural, and a huge brute force is generated, which often stirs up strong winds and waves on the board, which makes the opponent shocked. No matter how solid the fortress is, he will attack and fight hard, and will definitely destroy it. It seems that he stretches out his strength.

He showed off a pair of thick and black hands and pushed Mount Tai to walk on the chessboard."

"In this regard, the Guantun teacher often sighed: 'Where does this power come from? If the national team is..."

"He seemed to remember something, and the second half of the sentence stopped."

Zhang Yonglin was immediately fascinated. He, a person who doesn’t understand Go, thought that this story was well written.

Xiao Yang was full of love and continued to tell the story.

On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, Hun Dun got a pig's head.

He circled around the pig's head and muttered: "Can this year pass? Can you eat pig's head? Who are you in a down-and-out way?"

So he carried the pig's head and decided to go to Guantun for a while.

It was dusk and it was snowing heavily.

As soon as Hun Dun went out, his black cotton clothes turned white.

The north wind was howling, as if countless people were dissuading him: "Huunchun, don't go! This heavy snow--"

"Ah, no!"

Thousands of people couldn't hold him back, and he stubbornly threw himself into the wilderness.

Snow is rolling like thick smoke.

The mountains are shaking like drunkards cannot keep quiet. The wind and rain are wrapped around and forced to rotate like a gyro, unable to open his eyes and whistle all over his ears. There is a rumble in the sky, and the gods drive and run.

The glaciers were covered long ago and disappeared into the vast snowy field. The world turned into a piece of land, infinitely vast, yet infinitely crowded.

Dangers lurk everywhere!

Hun Dun walked into the mountains and gradually lost his direction.

It was dark, and he stumbled in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The pig's head on his back was so cold that it was hard, and he arched his back one after another, and he thought to himself: "It's going to be bad!"

When his hands and feet became weak, he fell into the snow nest.

After a moment of confusion, Hun Chao suddenly woke up.

The wind and snow have stopped, and a curve of ice hangs in the sky, making the world cold and silent.

Borrowing the moonlight, Hun Dun found himself in a valley, flattened around the four sides, like a chessboard.

On one side of the ground is a knife-cut cliff surrounded by dark mountains.

Hun Dun knew this place, and the villagers called the Vile Valley.

It is extremely difficult to get out of this valley, let alone such a snowy night!

Hun Dun was panicked and left.

But suddenly, he was possessed by the devil, and he kept going back to the place where the chessboard was.

It was already late at night, and the snow kept falling and the sky became colder.

Hun Dun wanted to freeze into ice, but he was still awake: "Damn, you can't freeze to death here!"

When I patrolled around, I found that there were black stones on the mountain, as huge as cows.

He simply refused to leave and moved Black Stone back and forth to keep warm.

Originally born with brute force, the huge stone was raised to the chest and abdomen as soon as it screamed.

He placed the black stones piece by piece on the flat ground.

My body became warm, but my mind gradually became ignorant, and my eyes became blurred like I was falling asleep.

He seemed to turn a few corners of the mountain and vaguely see the light.

After rushing to a few steps, Hun Dun came to an elegant thatched hut. He was very happy: "I am saved today!"

He raised his fist to beat the door recklessly.

Someone in the room replied, "You are here, please!"

Hun Dun entered the house, and a large bed was placed in front of him, covering it with the mosquito net, and it was impossible to see who was lying on the bed.

He is very strange: "What's wrong with it? I'm afraid of mosquito bites in winter?"

A sickly voice came from the mosquito net: "You move the table here, and you'll play chess with you."

Hun Dun was overjoyed: "With the shelter and playing chess, good luck tonight."

But he was a little confused: "The man recognized me from the tone, but he didn't know who it was. He put the table in front of the bed and couldn't help but look into the mosquito net. However, the mosquito net looked like clouds and brocade, which made him unable to see through."

"Huun Dun, you don't have to look around, just play chess!"

Hun Dun felt ashamed, grabbed a handful of black spies, and stammered: "Teacher, master, let me take the black spies first."

The person in the mosquito net was not humble and waited for him to play chess silently.

Hun Dun thought for a long time and placed a black spot in the lower right corner.

The mosquito net moved and stretched out a white arm.

Hun Dun's eyes lit up!

The white arm swam like a snake and approached the chess box. He picked up a white piece with two fingers and held it into the air. With a crisp sound, he fell into the center of the chessboard.

Hun Dun was shocked: "This is not a routine method! How can one occupy the first position of Tianyuan? He stretched his neck to see who was in the mosquito net."

"You don't have to look around, you can't see me."

The voice is as soft as a chant in a sick way, thinner and weaker than a woman, but it also has a fairy spirit, as if it comes from a high place, and every word is vaguely clear.

This sound is called Hun Dun and feels deeply mysterious, and I sigh that there is an adventure tonight.

Hun Chao cheered up and prepared for a war!

The chess moves sixteen times, and the fight begins.

The white chess flew over the black lower right corner, and Hun Chao resolutely broke.

He relied on his strong chess skills and never let go if he had a battle to fight.

The white and black chess are each in two pieces, and four dragons are rolling around and rushing to the left along the edge.

Hun Dun is known for his fast chess, and the opponent is even more capable.

Teachers in Guanzhuang often say that Hun Chao chess is thick, but people in the mosquito net are fast and meticulous.

Hun Dun's shocked heart increased and even more powerful.

White chess cleverly forced him to do work, but he cut off a white dragon.

Now no one has a way out, and the dragon who doesn't eat the other party will undoubtedly die.

Go, only two black and white, reflects the essence of survival competition.

It is not like chess, without a commanding soldier, as if it represents the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and nakedness is a contradiction.

Once his survival is threatened, who will not sacrifice his life to fight? At this moment, the war ignited in the lower right corner is getting stronger and stronger, and the battle is extremely fierce. Hun Dun grabbed a white chess desperately, suppressing and suppressing, Chasing hard.

But the white chess turned into a trickle, flowing quietly in the black crack, penetrated into the upper left corner of the black chess. If the white dragon was not caught, the black chess would be destroyed.

A layer of sweat blew out from Hun Dun's forehead, and he shouted in his heart: "Come on! Let's fight!"

Running towards the decisive battlefield of fate without hesitation - the upper left corner.

The ninety-eighth move is a good move for the white chess! The man in the mosquito net used the corner to make a disaster. Even if the Hun Chaos Tribulation wins, he must take three moves in a row to eat all the white chess.

Hun Dun was stunned. This was more than just a wonderful hand? It was simply a ghost hand!

However, Hun Dun had no room for maneuver and had to lift all the white chess with one hand.

The people in the mosquito net took advantage of this disaster to eat the black lower right corner and sealed a black dragon.

Now, it's Hun Dun's turn to escape from the dragon.

But when I looked up, there were white flowers around me, like heavy snow covering the sky.

Hun Dun held a black spot in his hand and stood like a clay sculpture.

A son is a huge stake! He won one battle, but he will be defeated in this battle.

Only by escaping from this dragon can the White Chess irreversible the losses just now.

However, the future is bleak, where is the way out?

Just when he was in a dilemma, a gust of wind blew open the door and an old man limped in.

Hun Dun turned around when he heard the sound and saw that it was the private school teacher who had been dead for many years.

Since you are dead, why are you showing your face in this deserted mountain? It's so strange!

During the emergency, Hun Dun ignored much and shouted: "Teacher, teacher, help me!"

The private school teacher lamely walked to the table, twisted his goatee beard and leaned over to watch the chess.

The yin energy is heavy, making the light as small as beans.

The white arm raised its index finger and pointed it at the cover lamp. The flame suddenly jumped up and shone brightly.

The old man was shocked and his body was tilted, looking very embarrassed.

"Hmph." The tent sneered.

Hun Dun was angry: "This game of chess must be won!"

A stream of passionate blood rushed towards the forehead, and the masculinity forced the black hair to rise up.

Mr. Crip seemed to know that his opponent was not an ordinary person. When he waved his hand, his companions came in outside the door and first entered the two men's feather fan and lunar scarf. He was the master of Go in the Qing Dynasty: the master Fan Xiping, and his wonderful hands covered the sky and Shi Xiangxia.

They played ten games in Danghu and became a classic Go; Shi Xiangxia died of vomiting blood in the end because of exhaustion of energy.

Another person came in. The Ming Dynasty national player was over 100 years old. His "Official Book" written by him is still circulating.

Liu Zhongfu, a master of Go in the Song Dynasty, staggered in with his old mother in Mount Li who was bent by the dragon head.

A thousand years ago, they fought at the foot of Mount Li, and only thirty-six battles were the winner and the outcome was known.

Until Yiqiu entered the house in the Spring and Autumn Period, all the heroes in the history of Go came.

Hun Dun sat upright at the table.

He no longer speculated on how these people came to the world, but only focused his eyes on that hand.

The white hand is so transcendent and absolute, a circle of sacred halos surrounds it.

It seems to have always been the master of humans, ghosts, and gods, and the master of heaven, earth and all things.

It is irresistible and insurmountable.

Hun Dun understood that he was fighting an unbeatable opponent.

But if he wants to win, he must win!

The masters did not speak, and their expressions were solemn and dignified.

Hun Dun's acupoints were pressed by one finger, either by the wind pool or the sun, or by the big push or by the Mingmen.

In an instant, spiritual energy was full, and human wisdom was gathered in the body of Chaos. He felt his mind was clear, and many ways of chess were born in his heart, and there was a kind of power that surged in his body ten times a hundred times.

He picked up the blackspot, threw it resolutely, then raised his head, his eyes burning, and looked at the unknown opponent in the mosquito net.

The breakthrough of the Central Plains began.

Hun Dun was spinning and whirling in the white chess appearance, either stabbing or flying, or jumping. His tricks were definitely not as good as before, and even he was surprised.

However, the people in the mosquito net have a higher level of water, and their chess skills are better than before.

The white chess is like flowing clouds and flowing water, free and easy, with every step of the way, and fierce moves, forcing the black chess to have no chance to breathe.

The black chess seemed like a beast trapped in a cage, furious and thunderous, tearing and biting, but could not bite the dense encirclement of the white chess.

Hun Dun's eyes were wide open and sweated as if he was anxious.

The black chess on the board is getting stronger and stronger!

Suddenly, a spark flashed in Hun Dun's mind, and he put on a strange hand tendon.

A gap appeared when the white chess parried, and the black chess quickly seized the opportunity and squeezed out the white encirclement.

Now, the vast virgin land on the right waves to him. As long as you reach the right safely, the black dragon will survive.

However, how can the white chess be willing to relax? He hits indirectly, presses step by step, and sets up many obstacles.

Black chess crawled to the right with difficulty.

In pursuit, the white chess blocked a black dragon's tail.

The loss of the sect caused a severe pain in his heart, as if one of his left foot was intercepted.

He gritted his teeth and continued to march towards the virgin land.

The white chess jumped and flickered, like dancing elves, bullying the wounded black dragon at will.

The black dragon was bleeding, moaning silently, crawling towards the destination with amazing will.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope for survival, no matter how much sacrifices you endure, Hun Dun will hold on to it tenaciously!

The chessboard was filled with a dull atmosphere.

The misfortune of life seems to be condensed in this dragon, and fate often tests people's load capacity in this way.

Finally, Hun Dun reached the other shore.

He immediately turned around and attacked the weak spots of the white chess.

The man in the mosquito net raised his index finger and his fingertips shone with colorful brilliance.

This is a mysterious warning!

Hun Dun looked at the finger statically, feeling a lot of things he had never known.

The white zi fell down, threatening the black dragon who had just escaped the bad luck.

He must stop. He must give up on the offense and do his job on the spot.

But how uncomfortable it is to live like this!

That is suffocating oppression. If you want to live, you must be like a dog.

Hun Dun raised his head, and his index finger was still standing upright, still shining with colorful light.

He raised his head high, picked up a black spot, and penetrated it into the white formation!

This is an iron wedge. The white chess that had just pursued the black dragon was nailed to the pillar of shame that would be annihilated.

The white chess below jumped another move, taking away the black dragon's eye position and causing it to lose its last hope of survival.

So, it seemed as if two warriors standing on the edge of the cliff each pulled out their own swords with cold light and started a life-and-death duel.

What a heroic duel!

Go here shows the masculine beauty of generosity and tragic songs. It is not a gentle game, it is a big fight with flesh and blood!,

Hun Dun used his natural brute force and killed the White Chess terrible.

The man in the mosquito net attacked the black dragon, tightening his breath one by one. His snow-white arms were so cold that he strangled the opponent's throat like an executioner.

Every move of Hun Dun seemed to be shouting: "I've had enough! I'm just like a man today!"

But the white chess replied briefly and frivolously: "You will die!"

The black chess' offensive was overwhelming, and the moves were filled with anger.

Only a revenge hero can have such power. This power is so hot, just like the magma that has just spewed out of the crater, vast and powerful, destroying everything.

Bai Qi ignored his position and focused on killing the black dragon.

Both warriors were not defensive and allowed the other party to slash their bodies hard, while stabbing them at the vital points even more viciously.

A pipa sounded outside the house, clear and melodious.

The pipa is slow first and then fast, and the famous song "Ambushes on Ten Faces" is played throughout the ages.

There are countless pipas responding, noisy and loud, ringing the hut. A small chessboard rises a stream of blood, lingering in the house first, accumulating momentum, breaking through the hut, and the redness soars into the sky.

The sky suddenly exploded with thunder, and then a group of thunder rolled down. The sound of the pipa was crisp and bright, and it was as exciting as a tide, like a sharp awl, piercing the muffled thunder and thrusting out his head.

The two press and cover each other, repeatedly interlaced, accompanied by the blood light, rendering the world vigorously.

The man in the mosquito net ate Hun Dun’s black dragon, and Hun Dun occupied the previous white formation.

The world changes, a big change.

The chess and the chess is fine and the outcome is all about the official.

Hun Dun looked back and saw that all the masters were exhausted from exhausting their true power.

At this time, Hun Dun realized that this battle was not done by himself.

People, ghosts, and gods formed a battle together to fight the mysterious hand.

The struggle for officials is also tense, as the saying goes: "Officials see the power of chess."

The small and small places are all about the struggle for inch of land, and they are all subtle and subtle.

"Official Book" and "Xuanxuan Chess Classic" are all used to use the wonderful works of the pearls, and the cleverness is seen in the wonderful world, and the cleverness is seen in the wonderful world.

The small chess board is actually a world of great success!

The chess saints racked their brains while judging the situation.

Fan Xiping lost his feather fan and lost his charm first.

Liu Zhongfu pulled off the Lun scarf and saw no one's style.

Mr. Crip was unable to get to the table and ran away in a hurry, but was tripped and fell by many thighs, showing the starving ghost's rush.

The old mother of Lishan is best at calculating and knowing the ending. She murmured with her teethless mouth: "The winner is half a son, all in the disaster in the lower right corner..."

I was anxious and broke the dragon head crutch with my hand with my immortal power.

Sure enough, the officials collected all the officials and began the robbery in the lower right corner.

The creator of Go sets a rule of robbery, which is really strange - a situation where both parties pick each other up their hands, and the raping party must first take a move elsewhere and force the other party to respond before they can pick up the other. This cycle is called

Robbery.

The outcome of the robbery depends on the robbery materials that both sides have.

The chaotic dragon died without being stiff, and at this time it became a good robbery, forcing people in the mosquito net to respond one by one until it was all brought up.

The white chess pieces in the black formation were also in chaos, and the chaos was disturbed and they would never be able to get a disaster.

You mentioned the two people and I brought them back, and I kept fighting for it.

The rooster is about to crow, and a big star is bright in the east of the sky.

The chaotic robbery has been gone, and there is only one more person in the mosquito net.

The masters stretched their necks together, hoping to turn into chess pieces and jump into the chessboard.

However, I was so eager to find a disaster for Hun Dun.

A good game of chess is expected to lose in this disaster.

The table was full of sighs, all of which were regrets and regrets for half of my son.

Hun Dun was as stupid as a wooden chicken, and a cup of hot tears rolled down.

All the chess ancestors turned to Hun Dun and their eyes were deep.

Hun Dun's black jacket and black pants are like a black chess piece.

The ancestors reached out to designate Hun Dun, and said solemnly: "Go! You are a robbery!"

Hun Dun stood up tall.

Instantly, the inside and outside of the house were silent and the air condensed.

Hun Chao was generous and generous.

Pushing the gold mountain, turning the jade pillar, Hun Dun kneeled on the ground!

"Stop, Hun Chaoshe!"

The man in the mosquito net sighed quietly: "Oh..."

A white arm slowly retracted and never came back.

Hun Dun came out of Xizhuang with a pig's head on his back and never returned for a few days.

People in Xizhuang remember that the snow was heavy on New Year's Eve and couldn't help but feel worried.

Those who know the truth all said that Hun Dun had gone to Guantun, so they sent some legs to find the young man.

When the teacher of Guantun Primary School saw someone coming from Xizhuang, he said in surprise: "I haven't seen Hun Dun, where did he come from me?"

Everyone was shocked and searched for chaos all over the mountains.

The teacher lost the game friend and the friend was anxious, regardless of lung disease, running around in the severe cold.

After half a day, no trace of the Chaos was seen, a militia reported to the Public Security Bureau.

An old man advised: "Why not look for it in the Viagra Valley? That place is troublesome."

So the people from Xizhuang and Guantun villages flocked to the Vicious Valley.

The white mist in the valley of Viciousness is long.

When a man arrives, the fog is collected, just like a god rolling up a veil.

Everyone looked up and was shocked and sad.

I saw the chessboard in the valley, covered with black stones, and Hun Dun knelt in the lower right corner, and the person was frozen long ago. He held his head up to the sky, without losing his stubbornness and arrogance.

A pig's head was placed under a tree, with a sad face.

Hun Dun is dead!

A man from Xizhuang brought the pig's head and told the teacher that he was frozen here because Hun Dun gave him the pig's head for the New Year.

The teacher hugged the pig's head tightly, and was deeply moved by the friendship between chess, and burst into tears, feeling sad.

Some people were surprised: "Behind Hun Dun is a hundred feet deep valley, and the terrain is extremely dangerous, but why did he kneel to death here?"

Everyone made various speculations and discussed them.

The teacher also felt confused, stopped crying, and staggered around and thought.

He circled a few times between the black stones, climbed to a high place, overlooking the valley, and as he looked, he screamed without realizing his voice: "Huh—"

The valley is flat and the four sides are like chess boards, and the black stone and white snow are like chess pieces, forming a game of Go!

The teacher thought for a long time before guessing that Hun Dun moved the stones to keep warm before he froze to death, and accidentally played this game of chess.

What a chess fool!

Looking at this situation again, I saw that the conception was unique, the exquisite number was exquisite, and the magnificent atmosphere was revealed, and the magnificent universe was really a great work that he had never seen in his life.

The mountains are majestic, standing around the chessboard; the sky is vast and the thick clouds are hanging down; there are also eagles circling the mountain stream, with long roars and shrill...

The teacher in Guantun was shocked physically and mentally, and stood solemnly for a long time.

Everyone climbed the mountain to surround the teacher. Seeing his strange expression, they all asked, "What are you looking at? What are Hun Dun doing?"

The teacher replied: "Play chess."

"Who can I play chess with in the deep mountains and wilderness?"

The teacher remained silent for a long time, and said a heavy word: "God!"

A common man is superficial and asked: "Do you win or lose?"

The teacher counted carefully and reached the lower right corner. When he saw the tribulation that decided the victory and defeat, Hun Dun knelt on the ground and acted as a black spell, and Cha Cha Cha victory!

Seeing this, the teacher respected the chaotic spirit and was full of passion. He clenched his fists and raised them up to the sky, shouting that the mountains and fields were shaking, and the forests were terrified-

"Better than half a son!"

When Zhang Yonglin heard this, he had goose bumps all over his body.

Xiao Yang looked at him, "This story is called "The Heavenly Bureau". In the TV series, the role you play wants to beat Tianshen!"

"I played this role!"

Zhang Yonglin was excited, "I will be able to defeat half of the son of heaven!"