In the AI ​​era, the strength of top chess players is rapidly converging. One of the reasons is that the participation of AI has made Go form an inherent routine, especially at the beginning.

An hour later, Hiroshi Chihara put down his pen, sorted out the stack of paper, and counted it, and it was exactly sixty pieces.

"This is my experience, which basically covers all kinds of starts, whether it is black or white, and each instance is about thirty moves."

In the past six months of competition, every time he started the "peak of the road", the beginning was the most impressive thing about him.

Chess players of this era, especially Japanese chess players, especially like to use some particularly complex opening patterns, and for opponents of this type of game, he can give critical strikes every time.

Morikitaro took the stack of paper, curious and couldn't wait to look it through.

And Chihara Hiroshi continued:

"I can't guarantee it later, but as long as I follow my answer, I will be at least in the top thirty hands, no matter who I face, I will not be at a disadvantage!"

Qianhara Hiroshi was full of confidence in this regard. Even if he faced Zhao Zhixun and others, it would be at least a two-point situation.

These sixty pieces of paper start from the first hand and describe in detail how the skills of various scenarios and how different choices will change after different choices.

After a brief look, Mori Kitaro was still a little disbelief. He had heard of various opening patterns, but had never heard of such routines.

Considering that the other party's level is limited, it is normal that it cannot understand it. So Hiroshi Chihara said with a smile:

"Old sir, if you want to verify, you can find a professional chess player you have guided before and you will know. However, it is only thirty hands, and I can't guarantee what will happen after that."

Mori Kitaro didn't believe in evil, and immediately expressed his intention to find someone to come over.

He walked to the door, opened the door, told the young man guarding the door, said "yes", and the other party left "thumb" with a few words.

As a result, just ten minutes later, a middle-aged man came here.

"Mr. Matsuga, you are here!" Mori Kitaro greeted him, and after a few greetings, he pointed to Chihara behind him and introduced, "This one is—"

However, before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man named "Songhe" lit up and asked:

"Are you Mr. Chihara?"

Hiroshi Chihara nodded, stretched out his right hand and said:

"Hello, I'm Hiroshi Chihara."

The other party hurriedly held his hand and said:

"I am Matsuhe Yi. I am currently in the sixth stage of the career. I feel very honored to see you here!"

Mori Kitaro was not surprised. With Hiroshi Chihara, he belonged to the same chess academy. It would be strange if he didn't know him.

He began to explain the purpose of asking the other party to come.

After the other party finished speaking, Matsuhe Yi showed an interest expression and saw a large stack of paper placed on the tatami at a glance.

And Hiroshi Chihara asked:

"Mr. Matsuga, is your home nearby?"

It only took ten minutes, but it was enough to make it clear that the elevator time from the first floor to the ninth floor was the elevator.

Matsuhe Yi laughed:

"You misunderstood. I opened a Go classroom next to the bookstore. I just received the call and it came so quickly."

Of course, the more important reason is that every time I play a coaching game with the opponent, I make a lot of money.

However, the old man was already a little anxious and walked onto the tatami by himself and urged the other two.

Matsuhe Yi was also suppressing his curiosity. Seeing the other party urging him, he immediately stepped forward and sat at the chess table.

Hiroshi Chihara sat next to him and said to Matsuga:

"This game only takes thirty moves. After thirty moves, you can evaluate it."

"I understand!" Songhe Yi looked at the old man opposite, and the other party was holding the stack of paper, flipping it quickly like a candidate before the exam.

"Let's start." Chihara Hiroshi said.

It was just a thirty-handed game. Both sides did not guess first, but directly decided that the old man would take the lead.

clatter!

Mori Kitaro found an example and dropped the first piece.

Matsuga Yi knew the other party's level. Although he admired Hiroshi Chihara's strength, he was somewhat indifferent to the old man.

clatter!

He fell a second white piece.

...

The 10 moves at the start were very fast, but when it reached the 11th move, Mori Kitaro frowned and quickly searched for the same chess shape.

Five minutes later, he still couldn't find it.

Matsuhiro Yi didn't urge him. He didn't have any time regulations when playing coaching chess, and the opponent's first 5 moves were enough to surprise him.

This kind of development is very unusual, with a distinct "Qianyuanliu" style, which is obviously the credit of the information.

After waiting for another five minutes, Chihara Hiroshi finally spoke:

“The middle part of page 12.”

He also understood that after all, the other party's age was there, and he had not looked through it carefully, so it was normal that he could not find it for a while.

Mori Kitaro cheered and said:

"Sure enough, here, Mr. Chihara, you are so amazing!"

As he said that, he lost his 11th move.

And next, the 17th move—

“The lower half of page 22.”

Hand 21st—

“The beginning of page 9.”

Hand 29th—

“Page 34.”

...

However, Matsuga Yi's 30th move has not been lost for a long time.

Mori Kitaro raised his head and looked at the opposite side in confusion. It was the first time in his life that he saw the other party frowning in a game.

Two minutes later, Matsuhe Yi sighed, put the chess piece in his hand into the chess box, and said:

"I didn't expect that I would start to fall into a disadvantage after less than thirty hands..."

It would have been incredible if it were before, and Hiroshi Chihara did not intervene. The old man was playing chess throughout the whole process, but he heard the other party’s prompt about the number of pages.

He looked at the stack of paper in the old man's hand, wondering:

Is this information really so magical? I even predicted where he would go?

Mori Kitaro was stunned at first, then looked at Chihara in disbelief, and then laughed.

This time I was much happier than before, because from the expression, the opponent obviously did not let go of the game in this game, so I can be considered as having an advantage based on my own strength.

After a few seconds, Matsuhiro Yi couldn't help asking:

"Mr. Moriqi, can I take a look at the information in your hands?"

Mori Kitaro stopped and looked at Chihara.

Hiroshi Chihara said:

"I have just given you this summary. As for how to deal with it, you can decide for yourself. You don't need to ask me."

Hearing this, Mori Kitaro retracted his gaze with confidence, handed the information in his hand to Matsuga, and said:
Chapter completed!