Wang Wenhong dragged his cheeks, but looked at the conference room out of the corner of his eye.

The serial meeting is a relatively important meeting of the editorial department, although the team leaders have a high evaluation of "Chess Soul", and Shen Xin is a cartoonist personally invited by Shang Haozhi and finalized, so there should be no problem, but he always feels a little worried.

It's like taking a big exam, knowing that you can pass it with confidence, but you always feel a little uneasy until the results come down.

"Since it was personally invited by the editor-in-chief, you can't hang up, right?" Xu Jie, who was sitting opposite Wang Wenhong, suddenly whispered.

"Probably so." Wang Wenhong coughed dryly twice, but he didn't have confidence in his heart.

"Still, you say, it's weird. Today's meeting should have lasted three hours, right? Why hasn't it come out yet? It doesn't always feel good. Jian Xiaomei wondered.

Wang Wenhong glanced at his watch, and it was almost five o'clock, and he became more and more worried, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only rub his forehead helplessly.

In case it is brushed off, how should I tell Shen Xin.

I remember that "Y's" seemed to be passed at the serialization meeting, and if "Chess Soul" didn't pass, I would be ashamed.

Originally, Wang Wenhong was just a little nervous, but after Jian Xiaomei said this, he suddenly lost confidence in his heart.

At that moment, the conference room door opened, and the editors, who were talking to each other, sat up straight.

Hu Ke was the first to walk out of the conference room, his expression was not too happy, nor too sad, which made Wang Wenhong unable to guess the outcome of the meeting.

The two team leaders who followed closely behind had their eyes crooked, and they had obviously gained a good result.

"The 17th issue published Duyu's "Doomsday Journey", and the 18th issue began to serialize the residual "15-year-old high school male teacher in a girls' school". After Zeng Yue, deputy editor-in-chief, walked out of the conference room and announced the results of this serial meeting.

Hey?

Wang Wenhong's eyelids jumped twice, and his chest felt like a punch.

What about "Chess Soul"? It can't really be "drowned", right?

Wang Wenhong's brain was dazed, he got up from his seat, and before he could speak, he saw Shang Haozhi come out of the conference room with a gloomy face, with an envelope under his arm, which should contain name.

Broken! It can't be the name of "Chess Soul", right?

Wang Wenhong suddenly felt a chill in his back.

Shang Haozhi looked around, and his eyes fell on Wang Wenhong, who stood up, "Xiao Wang, come with me." ”

"Oh."

Wang Wenhong didn't know what the result of the conference room was, but he always felt that it was not a good thing.

Xu Jie was not in the mood to say cool words, and when he saw Wang Wenhong following Shang Haozhi out of the editorial office, he immediately turned the swivel chair one hundred and eighty degrees, and said to the long-haired middle-aged man: "Team leader, what's going on with "Chess Soul"? ”

Jian Xiaomei also pricked up his ears, Ye Hexu must be interested in whether "Chess Soul" is serialized.

The long-haired middle-aged man rubbed the stubble on his chin, opened his mouth, and said, "It's hard to say." ”

“……”

Xu Jie rolled his eyes, saying and not saying it, exactly the same.

Wang Wenhong followed Shang Haozhi and entered the elevator in a gray manner, his eyes aimed at the envelope held under Shang Haozhi's armpit, and the words "Chess Soul" were written on it, and then, his eyes moved to Shang Haozhi's face again, but he found that his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was thinking about something.

"That...... Mr. Shang, I'll just tell Mr. Shen the results of the meeting, you don't need to go over. But...... Mr. Shen does not necessarily change the name. Wang Wenhong was entangled in his heart, but he still said it.

Shang Haozhi opened his eyes and looked at Wang Wenhong in surprise, "Huh? Modify the name? Why modify? ”

"Didn't "Chess Soul" fail to pass?" Wang Wenhong was puzzled.

"Didn't pass? You didn't let it pass? Shang Haozhi asked rhetorically.

When Wang Wenhong heard this, his head was a little dizzy.

"Didn't you just announce the 17th and 18th issues of the new serialized manga? There is no "Chess Soul". Wang Wenhong explained.

"Oh, you said that. You still don't even know when the original manuscript of "Chess Soul" will be published, how can I arrange it? Shang Haozhi said angrily.

The muscles on Wang Wenhong's face instantly stiffened.

Can't you say it in advance? I thought that "Chess Soul" was gone, it really scared me to death.

"But Mr. Shen has a requirement that there must be a professional chess player as a consultant. I just found a dojo and they haven't answered me yet. Wang Wenhong gasped and drove away the frustration in his heart.

He can think of a lot of good ideas in the comic industry, but he has never been exposed to Go, even if he wants to find a dojo or a chess player, there is no way.

The elevator doors opened, and two people stepped out of the elevator.

"I know, that's why I want you to go to the dojo with me, two days after tomorrow, I must determine the completion time, and I want to determine which issue to serialize." Shang Haozhi admonished.

"Hmm...... By the way, Mr. Shang, which dojo are we going to go to? Wang Wenhong wondered.

"Xie Chengbo Go Dojo."

Wang Wenhong grinned, "Teacher Xie Chengbo? Mr. Shang, your communication is really wide. ”

"I learned Go for a short time before, and I met it at that time." Shang Haozhi said softly

Xie Chengbo is a relatively powerful chess player in the domestic world, once won the title of "Tianyuan", and after getting older, he founded the "Xie Qiuyu Go Dojo" and trained many professional chess players.

Just considering the cost of the venue, the "Xie Qiuyu Go Dojo" is not in the urban area of Hongchuan, but in the suburbs, and it is estimated that it will take two hours if you do the subway.

On the road, Wang Wenhong drove and Shang Haozhi pointed the way.

Wang Wenhong called Shen Xin and called Shen Xin, who was about to eat, into the car, Shen Xin could only buy a few breads first, and after getting in the car, each person sent two.

"Teacher Shen, you're not in a hurry this time, are you?" Shang Haozhi asked Shen Xin, who was sitting in the back row.

"It's ok. I went back to Yunhai and went through the withdrawal procedures. Now while practicing your drawing skills, you can wait for the news. Shen Xin explained.

"Now this is the case, "Chess Soul" passed the serialization. As the editor-in-chief, of course, I hope that "Chess Soul" can be serialized as soon as possible, but I also know Mr. Shen's difficulties. So, today we are going to visit the 'Xie Chengbo Go Dojo' and finalize the matter of the consultant as soon as possible. Of course, I also hope that Mr. Shen can confirm the delivery date two days after tomorrow, so that the magazine can arrange the works that are cut in half. Shang Haozhi said.

"No problem." Shen Xin nodded.

The car drove for more than two hours and stopped outside a five-story building.

By this time, it was already dark, but the building was brightly lit.

Shang Haozhi led Shen Xin and Wang Wenhong into the dojo, and immediately a staff member stopped the three people.

"Hello, I want to meet Xie Chengbo Jiuduan, I have made an appointment with him before." Shang Haozhi explained.

"Not right now, the teacher is meeting guests." The staff directly rejected Shang Haozhi's request.

"When will it end?" Shang Haozhi asked.

"Half an hour faster, an hour slower." Said the staff.

Shang Haozhi glanced at his watch, it was just eight o'clock now, and it was estimated that it would be about nine o'clock when he saw Xie Chengbo.

It's hard to get here, and if you go back, it's not worth it. The three of them discussed it for a while and decided to wait an hour.