On a new day, it is still sunny, and there are still birds and flowers in Rongcheng in late autumn.

Although the grasshoppers after autumn will not be able to jump for a few days, and most of the flowers have withered one after another, the floral fragrance of Han Ju has just bloomed.

Zhao Guanguan bought four pots of Han chrysanthemum, which had just bloomed in the past few days, exuding a faint floral fragrance, which added a lot of color to the living room.

At half past eight in the morning, Zhao Ya's family began to eat breakfast.

Zheng Peipei ate a few bites casually, and then went to coax Zhao Yi, while Zhao Ya sat quietly at the dining table to eat, as if thinking about something.

"Xiaoya, if you have anything on your mind, you can tell me." Zhao Guanguan looked at his daughter as a little different from usual, and couldn't help but say: "Although I don't necessarily have a way, it's a good thing that one more person has an idea." ”

"Dad, do you think it's appropriate for me to take the road of acting?" Zhao Ya asked.

"This ......" Zhao Guanguan thought for a while before saying: "In fact, whether it is suitable or not is your own feeling, as long as you feel good, you will insist on going on." ”

"Thanks, I see." Zhao Ya smiled faintly, she obviously didn't think about the path of acting, but it was very important to reassure her father.

Last night's words from the True God of the Soul made her understand that everything in front of her was limited, and if she couldn't complete what she had to do in a limited time, then everything would be gone.

From today, she can't do what she wants, and must be more positive about it all.

Of course, Zhao Ya did not rule out that the Soul True God deliberately deceived her for some purpose.

After all, she didn't know anything about the soul true god, as a higher-dimensional existence, Zhao Ya could only choose to believe in her for the time being, and no one knew what would happen in the future.

But this is what she has to do, so let's work harder to do it well.

"Dad, wait a minute, let you help me move the floor-to-ceiling mirror to my room." Zhao Ya said.

"Okay." Zhao Guanguan nodded, he vaguely noticed that his daughter had changed somewhat, but he couldn't say clearly what had changed.

After breakfast, Zhao Guanguan moved the floor-to-ceiling mirror to Zhao Ya's room, and Zheng Peipei also agreed with this, after all, it was a little awkward to see her daughter constantly practicing in the living room these days.

Although she also supports her daughter in her heart, she always feels that the repetitive training is a bit of an eyesore, the so-called out of sight and out of mind, and the floor-to-ceiling mirror is placed in her daughter's own room, which can be regarded as making her more comfortable.

"Husband, do you think Xiaoya's training is useful for doing so?" After Zheng Peipei coaxed Zhao Yi to sleep, she asked Zhao Guanguan in a low voice.

"Of course it's useful, our Xiaoya may not be a genius in acting, but what she wants to do, she can definitely do it." Zhao Guanguan said with great certainty.

"Okay, I just think Xiaoya doesn't need to be so tired, as long as she writes books and plays chess well, she has done well enough." Zheng Peipei said softly.

"Wife, you've thought too much, Xiaoya doesn't feel tired, we just need to be on the sidelines." Zhao Guanguan smiled, hugged his wife and said.

Time flies, the sun and the moon change.

The last two months of 2015 went by so quickly.

When 2016 arrived, Rongcheng also ushered in the first snow of the year.

This snow is not ordinary snow, but a blizzard, and the thick snow falls more than a foot deep, which can be described as a rare encounter in a hundred years in Chengdu.

Zhao Ya stood in front of the window, looking at the silver-clad world outside, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Looking at the heavy snow that was still falling outside, she remembered a poem, "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces, thousands of pieces, countless pieces, flying into the reeds and never seeing them." ”

This Yongxue poem by Zheng Banqiao is easy to understand, even Mengtong can understand it.

But what really made Zhao Ya remember was the Yongxue poem that was improved by later generations, "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces, thousands of pieces, countless pieces, and finally the color of the rivers and mountains changed." ”

This poem was placed in ancient times, except that the emperor could say so, otherwise he would have been arrested as a thief.

But this poem is undoubtedly extremely inspirational in Zhao Ya's opinion. The power of a piece of snow is very small, and when there are thousands of thousands of pieces, it can have an amazing effect.

This poem describes the scene in front of her, and also represents Zhao Ya's state of mind at the moment.

After two months of hard work, her body and mind have undergone tremendous changes, and the attributes of the soul statue in her brain have also been greatly improved.

In addition to the fact that there has been no significant improvement in the chess power of the 2nd level of the gods, Zhao Ya's writing has successfully advanced to the 6th level of Tongyou.

After this period of accumulation, programming has also broken through the threshold of wisdom and reached the level of Level 1.

Acting skills are undoubtedly the most improved, although it is still only the 8th level of Ruoyu, but Zhao Ya believes that it will not be long before her acting skills will enter the middle and third grades.

What makes Zhao Ya feel worried is that it is still the longevity of this world, there are only 3530 days left, and her fan belief value is currently a little more than 1.5 million, which seems to be a lot, but compared to the goal of 1 billion, it seems insignificant.

In the past two months, for Zhao Ya's family, Song Shuxuan's personal visit was the day before Zhao Ya's birthday.

It was on that day that Zhao Ya figured out one thing, that is, Song Shuxuan's real age.

According to the information found on the Internet, Song Shuxuan is forty-two years old, but he himself claims to be only thirty-two years old, and from the outside, he obviously looks more like a person in his forties.

Song Shuxuan did not hide his true age, that is, he crossed into this world at the age of sixteen and became a twenty-six-year-old Song Shuxuan.

Therefore, it is true that his physical age is forty-two years old, and the true age of his soul is only thirty-two years old.

On the same day, Zhao Ya also gave Song Shuxuan a glass of water that was integrated into the dream of the rainbow and watched him drink it.

Song Shuxuan obviously didn't know what he had gained, but after he drank the Rainbow Dream Water, he immediately praised and said: "I can't imagine that the boiled water in the female chess god's house is so delicious, and I feel refreshed after drinking it, is there any, can I have another cup?" ”

Zhao Ya's answer made Song Shuxuan stunned for a long time, and it was this answer that made him even more excited.

Zhao Ya said lightly: "The value of this glass of water, even if it costs a billion, you can't buy it, but ten years later, maybe everyone can drink it." ”

Zhao Ya quietly looked at the heavy snow outside the window, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "Next, it's time to do something different." ”

She has been staying at home for the past two months, in order to better train her ability, and now she has achieved a small success, so she naturally wants to show it.

The two new books "Go God" and "Chess God Summoning", which have been written a long time ago, will be officially uploaded this year, because they are both Go books, and one of Zhao Ya's "Go God" was released by the account of Sansheng III.

Another "Chess God Summoning" specially opened a vest, ID dreamed of a god, uploaded for free on the Tencent literature platform.