Jing Ou, dressed in rags, stood in the hall of the Go dojo, and many people around him looked at him with disgust.
In the past, as a registered chess player in the chess academy, I would be looked up to by others no matter where I went. Have you ever seen such eyes?
However, the situation has changed. Not only was he expelled from the chess academy, his right hand was also disabled and he could not even pick up a chess piece.
He spent more than ten days in a daze, during which he also felt the warmth and warmth of the world.
He still remembers the moment he left the Chess Academy, the seniors in the Chess Academy ordered him to never play Go again in his life.
At that time, Jing Hao, like everyone else, had a reverent attitude towards Qi Yuan and believed that Qi Yuan's words would ruin his life.
He also firmly believes that he can never play Go again in the future.
After experiencing that three rounds of chess and seeing what the chess academy was doing under the gaze of chess players all over the world, his faith in his heart was shaken for the first time.
Now, in order to survive, he had to take the step of betraying the chess academy.
When he came to this newly opened Go dojo, Jing Hao didn't think about playing chess. He just wanted to find a job doing odd jobs, serving tea and water.
Although he has difficulty with his right hand, most people will definitely not hire him, but he heard that the manager here is Xiaokui, and thought that he had some friendship with him in the past.
Jing Long just met Xiaokui and told him his purpose of coming. When he saw that Xiaokui was hesitant, he felt a little guilty.
Before Xiaokui could reply, he left first, telling Jinglong to wait.
Jing Hao waited for a while, feeling a little flustered by the strange looks around him, and thought about leaving.
At this time, Xiaokui came back, still holding a set of clean clothes in her hand: "Senior brother, go inside and change clothes. As people in the Go Dojo, we all have uniform clothes like the chess academy."
"What?" Jing Long was a little dazed.
"Why are you still standing there? Although there is no doubt about my senior brother's chess skills, you still have to pay attention to your image when working in Honinbo. There is a bathhouse inside. It's best to wash yourself clean. A group of beginners will come over later. That group of children
I’ll leave it to my senior brother to teach me.”
"Teaching children...I...am I being hired?"
"Of course!" Xiaokui smiled brightly, "Senior brother is ranked in the top ten among the chess players in the chess academy. What's wrong with being a teacher of children with such chess skills?"
"But...but..." Jing Hao's throat was a little knotted, feeling that everything happened too fast and too suddenly, "I...my hands...I am a useless person now, I can't even play chess...
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"Your left hand is fine again."
"I……"
Jinglong wanted to say something more, but Xiaokui was called away by others.
Xiaokui is very busy now and has no time to dwell too much on one thing. She patted Jinglong on the shoulder and said, "Brother, please hurry up. I have other things to do."
Jing Long's words were stuck in his throat, and he thought to himself: "But I have clearly sworn not to play Go again in this life..."
Jing Hao was holding a clean Taoist uniform with the words "Honinbo" clearly embroidered on it. He was a little stunned for a moment.
"Putting on this Taoist uniform, can I play chess again?"
Jing Long thought blankly, his blurred eyes suddenly became deep and gloomy.
Qi Yuan, who had never dared to question or be disrespectful before, became his biggest enemy deep in his heart at this moment.
What was once a sacred place has become the place of hatred for this chess player.
Jing Hao lowered his head and silently walked towards the depths of the dojo.
The Honinbo Go Dojo opened next door to the Go Academy, which was a slap in the face.
What makes people feel even more ironic is that the chess academy, which is regarded as the holy land of Go, is deserted in the pilot area, with not a single person in sight.
However, as a grassroots Honinbo Go Dojo, it was overcrowded on the day it opened. The two stores formed a sharp contrast.
When the chess academy heard the news, more than a dozen representatives came over immediately.
The entrance of this pilot project is deserted. It's not that there are not many people in the chess academy. It's just that the people from the chess academy are at the headquarters. The pilot occasionally has people who want to join the chess academy to test.
Now, the people from the Chess Academy have arrived, and when they see this scene, everyone is so angry that their faces turn red and their necks thicken.
"It's so deceptive! They actually opened the shop right in front of our door!"
"That's right, if we didn't trouble them earlier, they would just get in trouble with us."
"Look at this noisy scene, how unbecoming it is? They are treating something as sacred as Go like drinking in a restaurant!"
"Master Yixin, we can't let them go like this! We must give them some color."
The person called Master Yixin stood out among the others because he was wearing a monk's robe and was a practicing monk.
At the same time, this Grandmaster Yishin also has a more famous name, called "The No. 1 among the Chess Saints."
Among the three instructors in the chess academy, he is the strongest chess player and is even more powerful than Minamoto Kira.
Master Yixin is about forty years old. He looks relatively young, but his brows are furrowed and his expression is downcast. He does not have the kindness of a Buddhist practitioner at all. On the contrary, he gives people a gloomy feeling.
He kept fiddling with the rosary beads in his hand, obviously feeling bad.
There was a junior who seemed to be good at observing words and expressions. When he saw the master's expression, he cursed and shouted without the master saying anything: "You have rebelled against them. Without the permission of the chess academy, they dare to set up another branch in the Japanese chess world. Today we are here to compete in the chess academy."
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After that, the boy rushed to the venue, casually interrupted the game of a table of people, grabbed a handful of chess pieces and threw them on the ground: "Don't play any more! Who allowed you to play chess here without the permission of the chess academy?"
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The sudden commotion interrupted everything in the dojo. Everyone looked at him and saw that the opponent was wearing the representative uniform of a chess player from the chess academy. Most people were instinctively afraid. Everyone stopped and did not dare to play.
Got it.
The opponent's reason has no logic, so why do we need permission from the chess academy to play chess?
But no one questioned it, because the chess academy had dominated the hearts of the people for so long that everyone formed an instinctive reaction.
It seems that Go requires permission from the Chess Academy.
"Why do you need permission from the chess academy to play chess?" A soft voice came from inside, and Xiaokui walked out with a cold face.
Finally, the head-on conflict between her and Qi Yuan came.
Xiaokui didn't have the same obsession as her grandfather. After Bai Song's enlightenment, she had long wanted to ask this question.
Why do you need permission from the chess academy to play chess?
If it hadn't been for Bai Song's appearance and her expulsion from the Chess Academy, she would have inexplicably obeyed the Court's judgment and would never play Go again in her life.
However, now Xiaokui understands that playing chess is a personal preference and a personal right, and no one can interfere.
"Xiao Kui! So it's you!" The other party pointed at Xiao Kui, obviously an acquaintance.
"So what if it's me?"
"You are so brave. You have been expelled from the chess academy and cannot play Go again in this life! Now you actually dare to open a Go dojo!"
