Seeing that the old man was quite interesting, Xu Hanliang passed through the crowd and sat directly in front of the stone table.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Li Zhongwen grabbed his sleeve and said, "You're such a bad chess player. You can't even win against me. How can you beat Mr. Fan?"
Xu Hanliang spread his hands: "You have already said that I am a bad chess player. Even if I lose, I will not be ashamed."
The methods of playing ancient Go and modern Go are quite different.
The reason why Xu Hanliang dared to play chess was because he had taken the professional Go exam.
Although he is not very tall, he is also a professional three-dan chess player.
The conversation on the other side was already heard by the old man.
When I heard that Xu Hanliang was just a bad chess player, I lost all interest in him.
"Let you have four sons?"
Mr. Fan glanced at Xu Hanliang and said rather contemptuously.
"Okay, please give me some advice, old gentleman."
Xu Hanliang did not shirk and simply nodded.
When Mr. Fan saw this, he couldn't help but be speechless.
Generally speaking, this concession itself is a somewhat humiliating behavior. He said it casually, and Xu Hanliang actually agreed!
This Mr. Fan was even more disdainful of Xu Hanliang, and even less interested in him.
While he was talking, Xu Hanliang's black stones were already placed in the four directions of the chessboard.
Ancient Go focused on having no fixed opening patterns, but modern Go often puts a lot of effort into fixed patterns.
The opening pattern often determines the overall outcome.
As the chess game progressed, Mr. Fan went from being careless at the beginning to gradually paying more attention to frowning.
"alright."
When the last piece fell, Xu Hanliang clapped his hands.
"Victory, victory over fifty-two."
The voice of the chess watcher rang out, and Mr. Fan's face turned completely dark at this moment.
This is not just a loss, but also a loss to Dafa!
"One more game, I wasn't serious just now."
Knowing that this was Xu Hanliang pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, Mr. Fan still refused to admit defeat and said bravely.
"One more game. There was a bird in the sky just now. I saw it wrong."
"Again, I am old and frail, and I have made a mistake."
"again……"
…
It was noon, and the warm sun had already made Xu Hanliang feel a little sleepy.
Mr. Fan, on the other hand, was lying on the chessboard, studying Xu Hanliang's chess game.
Although he lost consecutive battles, Xu Hanliang had to admire Mr. Fan's tough talk.
Every time I lose, I find a new reason to play again, but the outcome remains the same.
The old man who seems to be a master, once he loses, he has no good words in his mouth.
"Such chess skills are simply insulting to politeness."
"Once you're at a disadvantage, just mess around and wait for me to make a mistake. Do you have any chess skills?"
"If you, this kid, get to the court, you will definitely be a traitor to me, the Great Song Dynasty!"
…
Seeing Mr. Fan breaking his guard, the students around him burst into laughter.
This kind of scene is very rare, but it is also interesting.
"Old sir, we've been playing chess all morning, how about we eat first?"
Xu Hanliang looked helplessly at the stubborn old man in front of him.
"Why worry about eating? Let's have another round."
The old man waved his hand and wanted to play chess.
Just when Xu Hanliang was at a loss, a middle-aged man from a distance came over in a hurry.
"The chief of the mountain."
When the students around him saw the man, they all bowed and said hello.
This person is none other than the director of Changshu Academy, Su Yanming.
Su Yanming was born in Juren and became an official in his early years, but his official career was not smooth.
After serving as an official for a few years, he retired and returned to his hometown. He came to Changshu Academy and became the headmaster, concentrating on teaching and educating people.
"Mr. Fan, please take a rest for now. I have some important matters to discuss."
The man slowly nodded and said with a smile.
Mr. Fan was a little anxious while playing chess, and when he heard this, he became a little impatient.
He turned around and said, "Since you want me to have my name in your academy, I can do it over there. It doesn't matter."
After hearing this, Su Yanming's frown suddenly relaxed at this moment.
Mr. Fan once again spoke with some personal emotions: "Even if it's in name only, so what. With the virtues of Changshu Academy, do you still want to gain a good reputation in the Poetry Society?"
When they heard about the poetry meeting, the scholars around them also pricked up their ears.
The poetry gathering they were talking about was not a small poetry gathering organized by literati and poets, but one in which the imperial court participated.
There are even high-ranking officials from the imperial court going to observe, which can be said to be an opportunity for many students.
If you are really favored by a certain official, it is very likely that you will rise to the top in one fell swoop.
However, Changshu Academy has always had very few talents for many years, and it is impossible to show off its talent in poetry gatherings.
While talents from other academies were showing off their talents in the Poetry Society, they could only work hard with their heads down and grudge against each other.
In addition to being an opportunity for these students, the Poetry Club is also an opportunity for the academy.
If it can get the attention of any great talent, the academy's status will definitely rise.
The attraction of a high-end talent to those students is not weak.
The reason why Su Yanming wanted Mr. Fan to name himself was to increase the reputation of the academy.
Maybe some talented person saw Mr. Fan’s fame and came to Changshu Academy?
Dreams always have to be had.
Facing Mr. Fan's almost sarcastic words, Su Yanming could only nod in agreement.
"Will you come to the academy tomorrow?"
After speaking, Mr. Fan looked at Xu Hanliang and asked somewhat dullly.
"You should come over, Mr. Fan, do you still want to play chess?"
Xu Hanliang was slightly startled.
Seeing that Mr. Fan's piece of brown candy was about to stick to him, Xu Hanliang was ready to shake it off with his backhand.
"I'm not in good condition today. Let me regain my strength and fight again tomorrow!"
Mr. Fan nodded, looking uncomfortable.
"But I..."
Xu Hanliang was about to refuse, but Su Yanming on the side said: "If Mr. Fan is willing to support me, I believe Xu Shizi will not refuse."
"good!"
Mr. Fan had a smile on his face, as if he had anticipated tomorrow's victory, and then turned around and left.
"Shan Zhang, I'm not ready to agree."
Xu Hanliang shook his head with a wry smile.
Su Yanming and Xu Youdao happened to be in the same batch of candidates, so they knew each other.
If something like that happened to Lao Xu, if it were another person, there is a high probability that Xu Hanliang would be kicked out of the academy because he was worried about Cai Jing.
He also has a very deep memory about Lao Xu.
There were many gifts given to him, and he had heard of this one as the one who gave it to someone who was in trouble, so it would be strange if he didn't remember it.
"Han Liang, I am doing this for your own good." Su Yanming said meaningfully: "If you can become Mr. Fan's disciple, then you will probably have an idea of how to rescue your father."
"Mr. Fan? Who is he?"
Xu Hanliang couldn't help but be a little confused.
After all, it was Cai Jing who offended his father, and someone who can snatch someone away from him should have a high status.
"Although Mr. Fan is a guilty person, he is similar to your father. He was also jealous of Cai Jing and was reduced to the point of resigning and returning home."
Su Yanming spoke slowly.
Xu Hanliang's eyes widened: "He was also demoted for sending secret drama pictures?"