Zhang Xu opened his eyes wide and stared at this scene, but his eyes were more focused on the boy who was only four years older than him—

Hiroshi Chihara has been very popular among the students in the college since September last year.

Especially after this year's vocational exam, none of the top six students in Group A failed?

One of the reasons is that due to the other party's participation, the original three quotas were undoubtedly turned into two before the start of the game.

He has also heard the description of the student who played against him:

The gap is too big, it is almost a crushing situation!

It is hard to say what you can get after reviewing the matter.

Compared with college students or Taoist students, Hiroshi Chihara can be regarded as a wild path.

His appearance fully reflects the importance of talent to Go.

Moreover, that kind of rebellious Go seems to be very popular with Grandpa Qingyuan... Zhang Xu listened silently to the discussion between the two sides.

Lin Haifeng also stood still.

Although it was a discussion, most of the time the old man was talking about it, and Chihara Hiroshi occasionally added it.

The object of the two people discussing is not a specific Go pattern, but the concepts and ideas represented behind it.

Wu Qingyuan took the manuscript he had accumulated over the years and combined the fixed styles Qianyuan had used before with his Go method, which was very clear.

Even if he hadn't heard this, Hiroshi Chihara would not have any relevance, but after hearing this, he felt it made a lot of sense.

——As a matter of fact, he is indeed the invincible Showa Chess Saint of the same generation!

Wu Qingyuan put down the manuscript, took a sip of water, and then said:

"I originally planned to spend a year organizing the manuscripts from these years and then collect them into a book, but in the past six months, there have been many more manuscripts. It seems that the matter of publishing the book will be postponed again!"

He raised his head. Although he was nearly eighty years old, his eyes were still as bright as a boy, and he contained the desire and exploration of the chess path:

"Kun Chihara, I plan to put you in the position of the second author, do you agree?"

Hiroshi Chihara breathed tightly:

Regardless of whether Wu Qingyuan's theory is popular in the mainstream Japanese chess world, relying solely on his identity, even if he buys it back and collects it, this book will not have to worry about sales!

What's more, the second author has a real copyright fee!

Japan's copyright system is the most stringent representative among all countries.

"Sorry, senior, these are all your hard work, I can't accept it!"

The interests are indeed huge, but he also has his own principles. It is too shameless to use an old man’s hot pillow for Go to get benefits for himself.

Wu Qingyuan said indifferently:

"It's okay, I also analyzed your chess score. The second author is nothing..."

Hiroshi Chihara still refused.

It seems that the old man has no idea about the copyright fee, and he does not intend to say it out, so as not to destroy the atmosphere at this time.

However, seeing the old man looking a little disappointed, he thought for a while and asked:

"Have the name of the book been confirmed?"

Wu Qingyuan sighed, still resenting what happened just now:

"I'll just pick up the name or something."

Chihara Hiroshi recalled a few months ago, during the storm of "Soumujijiji" that the other party said to him in the newspaper and suggested:

"Twenty-first century Go, what do you think of this name?"

Wu Qingyuan's eyes lit up and he patted his legs:

"This name is good, exactly the same as my original intention. The 21st century Go, yes, it is Go in the 21st century, Go in the future!"

At this time, seeing that the two of them had almost discussed, Lin Haifeng interrupted at the right time:

"Don't be too excited, you still have some serious work in the afternoon!"

"I know, I know..."

Wu Qingyuan took Qianyuan's hand and laughed:

"Today I will have a good time with Mr. Chihara. This is a double happiness. I will have a good drink at noon!"

When he was going upstairs, Chihara Hiroshi was made as if Lin Haifeng had not finished saying anything. Now that he heard the relevant information, he quickly took the opportunity to ask.

Wu Qingyuan glanced at his apprentice, then looked at Qianyuan and said:

"Didn't Haifeng tell you?"

Seeing the other party shaking his head, he explained:

"It's not a big deal. In the afternoon, I will accept a disciple."

"Who is it?"

Hiroshi Chihara was a little curious:

Although it is a bit disrespectful, at the other party's age, even if he accepts disciples, it is difficult to say how much energy he can provide to guide him.

Lin Haifeng replied:

"It's Rui Nai. You have just entered the section and may not know her yet."

Rui Nai... This was indeed a bit beyond his expectations, but Chihara Hiroshi had never heard of this world's first female Jiudan.

"Do you know?" Lin Haifeng asked back when he saw Qianyuan's expression.

Chihara Hiroshi nodded and said:

"Last year's Yingshi Cup, he made it to the semi-finals. Among the female chess players, he has an unprecedented achievement!"

Lin Haifeng suddenly realized:

"This is not wrong. In the World Competition, she is the best in the results. The media reported a lot last year, and you know it is normal.

"pity……"

Suddenly, he sighed.

Everyone present understands what his words "What a pity" mean.

Wu Qingyuan immediately stood up and taught a lesson:

"You are her senior brother soon, what are you saying?"

In front of the two young juniors, the old man did not give face to this disciple who was over 50 years old.

Lin Haifeng also knew that he had made a mistake and accepted the reprimand obediently.

In the eyes of the two teenagers, especially in Zhang Xu's eyes, it was quite difficult to see such a embarrassed master.

"Okay, OK, the children are still here! You can also save some face for Haifeng!"

At some point, Mrs. Zi came upstairs and saw such a scene, she interrupted her husband with a smile.

Wu Qingyuan snorted coldly.

After being a disciple for more than 40 years, Lin Haifeng also knew his master's temper and hurriedly said a few good words.

Mrs. Hezi also actively turned around. Seeing that the remnant on her husband's face gradually dissipated, she said to the four people:

"Everyone will come down to have a meal."

The five of them went downstairs together, and the dishes and bowls and chopsticks were already arranged on the dining table, all of which were Chinese dishes.

Suddenly, Mrs. He Zi exclaimed:

"Oh, I forgot, Qianyuan Jun, if you are not used to Chinese flavors, I will prepare another one right away!"

Wu Qingyuan stopped his wife with a smile and said:

"He can even speak Chinese. I heard that Chinese food is also his favorite, so don't worry!"

"But I made it according to orthodox Chinese food, which is different from the Chinese cuisine outside..." Mrs. Kazuko still looked at Chihara with some concern.

Hiroshi Chihara said:

"Don't worry, I'm having Chinese food outside. I'm also going to a Chinese restaurant, not a Chinese restaurant."

Chinese cuisine and Chinese cuisine are just one word different, but the meaning is very different:

The former is authentic Chinese cuisine, while the latter is just to cater to the taste of Japanese people. The taste of improved Chinese food has long changed.

Hiroshi Chihara looked at the old man and said in confusion:

"Senior, how did you know that I can speak Chinese?"

If he remembered correctly, he had never told Lin Haifeng these things.

Wu Qingyuan said happily:
Chapter completed!