The little boy came to the battle place with cheerful steps, stretched his head and looked at the chessboard. He saw that the black and white chess pieces were scattered all over the chessboard, and there were almost no gaps at a glance.
After looking at it twice, the little boy looked back because he couldn't understand it at all. Then he turned his head and looked at the blank space beside him, and was about to ask Zuo Wei.
‘Zuo Wei?’
However, Zuo Wei didn't seem to hear his call. He could only see him staring at the chessboard with a serious look on his face.
‘Zuo Wei?’
The little boy called out again from the bottom of his heart. Only then did Zuo Wei come back to his senses and turned around.
'Xiaoguang? What's wrong?'
'Zuo Wei, didn't you just say you wanted to find someone to play chess? Come on, I'll take you over there, there happens to be an empty seat over there.'
'Xiao Guang, I want to finish this game of chess, please wait, okay?'
Zuo Wei glanced at the chess game on the table. Although he wanted to find someone to play chess with, he wanted to finish watching the chess game in front of him more than playing chess because it was so interesting.
The game of chess in front of us has entered the official stage. Although the situation in the official stage is very complicated, in the eyes of a real master, there is and is only one way to the end in the official stage.
Zuo Wei calculated it in his mind, and if both sides made no mistakes, the final outcome would be that Heizi would win with a five-goal advantage.
On the other side, Ta Yaliang stared blankly at the chess game in front of him, but he still did not drop the chess piece in his hand.
The reason why he didn't make a move was not because he saw the end of the chess game, nor because he didn't know which move to make, but because he suddenly discovered that the chess game was played a little too smoothly.
Although he made every move based on his own ideas, looking back at the entire chess game, he suddenly realized that every move he made seemed to be made under the guidance of his opponent.
This feeling is like the guidance chess played by his father.
No!
impossible!
Ta Yaliang raised his head and glanced at Li Jie sitting opposite. He was just a child, even one year younger than him.
After pondering for a long time, Ta Yaliang quickly shook this terrible thought out of his mind.
'Never mind!'
'Make this move first!'
Snap!
Three out of ten!
Ta Ya raised his head and glanced at Li Jie, his eyes becoming sharp and firm again.
Looking at the high-spirited Ta Yaliang, Li Jie smiled back and made a random move.
Snap!
Seeing this hand, Ta Yaliang couldn't help but shed a cold sweat on his temples.
'This... this is neither the best nor the strongest move. He is testing me... No, to be precise, he is guiding me on how to go next!'
'He is observing my chess skills from a very high place...'
'Look down at me!'
Thinking of this, Ta Yaliang's young mind couldn't help but feel a little confused, and the hand holding the chess piece could not fall down.
'Father!'
'Do I really have the talent to play Go?'
At this moment, Ta Yaliang had already begun to doubt himself and whether he had the talent to play chess.
He is not afraid of failure!
What really frightens him is that the opponent is obviously the same age as him, but he has unfathomable chess skills. It seems that a high wall has been erected in front of him, an invisible high wall that goes straight into the clouds.
Zuo Wei saw all the changes in emotions on Ta Yaliang's face. He was very surprised, why did this child show such an expression?
Not only that, he was also very surprised by the pattern of this game.
Looking at the chess game, it is not difficult to find that the white chess piece is always guiding the black chess piece to play the most correct and beautiful Go game. This is a guiding chess game, and the chess strength of the white chess piece is much higher than that of the black chess piece.
But what surprised him was that the player holding white was obviously much better than black, so why did he deliberately lose to black?
Suddenly, Zuo Wei remembered the scene of playing chess with the daimyo, and his heart suddenly moved. Did white lose to black on purpose, hoping to encourage black in this way?
However, thinking about it carefully, Zuo Wei felt that this idea seemed a bit forced.
Because the kid holding the black position clearly had a loser expression on his face. He was very familiar with this expression. He had seen many similar scenes in countless games in the past.
Of course, the losers are all others!
At the same time, Ta Yaliang's mind suddenly flashed back to the scene where his father taught him when he was a child.
That time, Ta Yaliang asked his father a question, and that question and the doubt in his heart at that moment seemed to be gone.
'Father, do I have the talent to play Go?'
However, his father did not directly answer his doubts that time, but told him.
'The talent for playing Go? I don't know very well, but even if you don't have this talent, you have two more precious talents. One is the talent of working harder than anyone else, and the other is the talent of loving Go more than anyone else.
talent.'
Thinking of this, Ta Yaliang regained his fighting spirit. However, he was still a child after all. Even though he had figured it out, he still felt a little lost and faced the fear of the unknown. He picked up two chess pieces from the chess box with trembling hands.
Chess pieces are placed on the chessboard.
"I...I lost!"
Before Li Jie could respond, the uncles who stretched their necks to watch the chess game expressed disbelief.
"What? Xiaoliang lost?"
"How is that possible!"
"Impossible! Xiaoliang has professional standards! How could he lose!"
"Yes, he is the son of Tayan Ren!"
For a moment, the extremely silent chess hall suddenly turned into a vegetable market, noisy.
Seeing this scene, Shindo Hikari was shocked.
Isn’t that just losing a game of chess?
What's the big deal?
What's all the fuss about?
These uncles are so strange. They all want to get here and lie down on the chessboard.
Shindo Hikari couldn't figure it out in his little head, so he turned around and asked.
'Zuowei? What's going on?'
At this time, Zuo Wei was also at a loss. He didn't understand why Black would take the initiative to admit defeat. The opponent clearly had a five-purpose advantage, and the chessboard had reached the end game. With the level of the opponent's performance, it was impossible to not see his own advantage.
What's going on?
Who can tell me?
who I am?
Where am I?
‘Zuo Wei?’
‘Zuo Wei?’
Seeing that Zuo Wei didn't respond to him again, the little boy couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.
‘Zuowei!’
Finally, Zuo Wei was awakened by Shindo Hikaru's shout and said embarrassedly.
'Ah? Xiaoguang? What did you just say?'
Shindo Hikaru secretly murmured in his heart, what on earth did Sawei do, so he lost his mind several times in just a moment? Is Go really so charming?
Go, is it really fun?
However, Shindo Hikari's mind was quickly attracted by the crowd. He glanced at the amazed people and said doubtfully.
'Zuowei, do you know what happened to these uncles? Didn't they just lose a game of chess? Why are they so rare and strange?'