Just when Zhao Yajun was full of confidence and tried to win the Maple City Classic championship.

Zhao Ya logged on to China Literature and carefully looked at the content of the book review area of "Sweeping the World" on the Internet.

Since handing over the content of the book to editor Liu Gang for upload, she no longer pays attention to the updates of the novel, let alone reads the content in the comment area.

But thinking that after a while, after the completion of this "Sweeping the World", her pen name would disappear silently, she decided to come to the book review area to take a look.

There are nearly 10 million reviews and comments, and there are only more than 6,000 essence book reviews, which can be described as one in a million.

But Zhao Ya could only choose the topic and read it more attractively.

After reading a few articles, Zhao Ya suddenly felt that these book friends were really innocent and cute, and they could spit out their hearts so seriously in order to chase a book.

In fact, although Zhao Ya is the author of this book, her attention to this book is lower than that of any reader.

She couldn't even remember the general plot, but she probably went through it when she was brain-controlled.

The creation of spiritual space texts uses the subconscious, so Zhao Ya lacks the least love for this online red book created by her and sought after by millions of people.

Every book is the author's dearest child, but Zhao Ya's book doesn't seem to have anything to do with her, and she grew up in someone else's home.

"Hey, it's a shame to just stop writing books." Zhao Ya felt quite regretful in her heart, but thinking that she was currently at the first level of the gods, and the shadow of the first chess god had not yet played a role, she was not in the mood to write.

Zhao Ya remembered her Sansheng III account, hesitated for a moment, logged in, and posted a message.

"To my dear readers, I am very touched to see your enthusiastic message. For my personal reasons, after the serialization of this book ends, I will not write a book for a long time. ”

is a short sentence, without much emotion, in Zhao Ya's opinion, it is just an end to the book.

But this sentence caused a great shock on the Internet.

In the afternoon of the same day, the words of Sansheng III attracted the attention of book friends.

Many people don't believe it's true, and more people think it's an April Fool's joke.

Although April Fool's Day has passed for many days, the words of Sansheng III really make people unwilling to believe it.

There are still many people who think that someone has stolen the number, or someone is impersonating.

But there are also some book lovers who accept the reality and feel that it is not strange that Sansheng III decided to take a break for a while.

Such crazy writing is definitely not something that one person can do, unless there are a large number of manuscripts, and this message from Sansheng III also confirms this from the side.

These three books are the works that have exploded over the years accumulated by the three lives and three lifetimes.

For this reason, many people also analyzed the pseudonym of Sansheng Sanshi, which is just in response to the life of Sansheng.

Compared with the various speculations of book lovers, the editorial department of China Literature is even more upset at the moment.

"How can Sansheng III send such a bad message?"

"Liu Gang, why didn't you delete his message?"

"Editor Liu, how do you act as a contact person, and how can you notify readers of this kind of thing in advance?"

Liu Gang smiled bitterly at the editor-in-chief, who was in charge of the editor-in-chief, and smiled helplessly and said: "Everyone, in fact, we can guess that there will be a similar result from the fact that Sansheng III is unwilling to sign a contract with his real identity. ”

"That's fine, since he said so, then he won't be given the manuscript fee later." A female editor sneered.

"No, this kind of thing must not be done." The editor-in-chief shook his head, and then said to Liu Gang: "You try to calm the emotions of Sansheng III, even if he plans to rest for a while, I hope it won't be too long, it's best to give us a quasi-letter." ”

"Okay, I'll get in touch." Liu Gang nodded, he wanted Sansheng III to keep writing more than anyone else, but it was not his turn to call the shots for this kind of thing.

At this moment, the venue of the Maple City Masters is in the fourth round of the finals.

Zhao Yajun, who had smooth sailing, finally met a difficult opponent, Jin Yiming, a retired professional chess player from Lancheng.

The chess game of the two is attacking each other in a complicated situation, and whoever accidentally makes a bad move will be doomed.

Zhao Yajun, who was in charge of black, also felt the pressure of professional chess players, no matter how he attacked and killed, he could not take advantage, and the opponent's strong counterattack made him almost make mistakes several times.

Of course, the strength of the two seems to be half a catty, and neither is much better than the other, and Jin Yiming feels even more incredible at the moment.

His chess skills did not regress after retiring, and even improved a little, but he didn't want to fight professionally, and this time he participated in this Masters tournament, which is to come for the prize money.

In his opinion, Liu Sicong of Guangcheng can be regarded as his strong competitor, and others, including Gao Pengfei of Rongcheng and He Chang of Fengcheng, are inferior to him.

But the Zhao Yajun in front of him, who had a one-sided relationship, made him impressed.

When he was in the Lancheng Exchange Competition, he felt that Zhao Yajun was lucky to win Li Tianhao, and his own strength was not worth mentioning.

But now that he really encountered it, he realized that he was wrong, this Zhao Yajun is also a hidden guy, no wonder he can teach Zhao Ya that demonic female chess player.

However, Jin Yiming is still confident in himself, and the situation in front of him shows that although he has no obvious advantage, he has always taken a lead, as long as he drags the chess game into the official he is good at, he is sure to win.

Compared with Jin Yiming's self-confidence, Zhao Yajun has calmed down, and these days it is like a crazy chess game with divine help, which has brought about a crazy expansion of his self-confidence.

And this time, he won all the way and couldn't meet his opponent, this feeling was both refreshing and irrepressible, and finally when he met Jin Yiming, he encountered the biggest resistance at present.

"He is a professional chess player, and he is indeed very powerful." Zhao Yajun thought to himself, although the current situation is still about the same, but the recent game has always been an advantageous situation, and now that he has encountered an even match, Zhao Yajun is really a little weak-hearted.

Especially in the official stage, Zhao Yajun does not think that he can do it without leakage.

Zhao Ya, who was far away in Rongcheng, was helping her mother wash her clothes, and when she sensed Zhao Yajun's state, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

According to her inference, Zhao Yajun is an amateur game this time, and he should not be able to meet too strong chess players, and the strength of Tongyou 5th level, as long as he is not careless, it is enough for him to easily win the championship.

But now it seems that she is underestimating the opponent for this match.

Entering the spiritual space, Zhao Ya once again activated the Shadow of the Chess God.

"Entering the 1st level of the gods, 947/1000 spirit maps, locking the target Zhao Yajun, the shadow of the chess god No. 1, the chess power is through the 5th level, ready to transmit the spirit map."

"The success rate of this transmission is 85%, 20 spirit maps will be consumed, and the target will obtain one-twentieth spirit map ability, two-hundredth efficiency, and comprehensive

Average rating. ”