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Shindo Hikaru doesn't like Hokkaido at all.

There is no other reason, that is, when Fenghong first started last year, the activities organized by the young chess players of the Chess Academy.

I rented a car and drove all the way from Hokkaido to Tokyo for those sour and elegant people to enjoy the autumn scenery of Zeguo.

Along the way, eating and playing are not much different from the nature of friendship. Everyone is happy, except for her.

Spit to death.

Probably because she didn't sleep well on the first night in Hokkaido, she became dizzy and vomited in the car, and didn't sleep well that night. It was a vicious circle all the way, and when she arrived in Tokyo, she thought she was going to die.

Could it be that this group of guys couldn't stop the raging fire of jealousy when they saw that they were about to take the title, and they deliberately came up with a way to like and dislike themselves?

Hikari Shinto almost speculated with such malice.

So much so that the fifth round of the Honinbo Challenge was arranged in Hokkaido, she thought it was intentional by the organizers, so as to prolong the time of Qifanqi and win more advertisements and sponsorships.

After all, this might be the last round in which Seiji Ogata cedes the title.

As a result, on the first night of her arrival in Hokkaido, she did not fall asleep again.

The treatment of Honinbo challengers is not comparable to any previous title.

The grade has obviously risen by more than one dimension.

Just say that the room for her to stay in is arranged.

Although she claimed that she was not someone who had seen the world, she was still shocked when she entered this room that was obviously of presidential specifications.

Needless to say in terms of hardware, the beautiful scenery facing the window can be cut out as a postcard no matter what angle it is.

As for the software, every aspect is meticulous, from the hot towels prepared as soon as you enter the door to all kinds of drinks in the refrigerator. The way of hospitality has been treated respectfully and wholeheartedly.

This is also the reason why she was so unwilling to lose in the first battle of Honinbo—the mentality is a very small number of people who say that it can be adjusted by adjustment.

And now, it was the crucial fifth battle.

It's only one step away from the title, so I can't die arranged in Hokkaido, a place that absolutely conflicts with her.

Shinto Hikari sighed, and turned over again like a pancake.

The clock on the bedside table told her that it was the fourth hour she had been lying down.

If you don't fall asleep again, tomorrow's game may be over.

But even if she closed her eyes, she couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts, like boiling water, rolling around in her head, one after another bubbling.

Sometimes it's this, sometimes it's that—

In the end, out of nowhere, Zuo Wei was located.

Er, to be precise, it was Zuo Wei.

Under He Maoming's intimidation (?), he never had that dream again.

After all, he said, it was not a place where she could hide for the rest of her life.

Well, at least she can comfort herself, in fact, Zuo Wei is living well in another world... right?

As a result, there are some things that must never be thought of before falling asleep.

Because think about it, and you could dream it up...

Shinto Hikaru looked at a writing brush in his hand with tears in his eyes.

The person opposite was so gentle and elegant, "So it's Amin's birthday, so what if you just give him a word?"

how……

No way!

Chinese characters, even though she has been in China for three years──

She, press, root, just, no, yes!

But with the pen in hand, I had to post...

Fujiwara Sato saw that the ink was polished, and the girl was frowning and staring at the fine rice paper under her hand, motionless.

"What's wrong?"

Shinto Hikari immediately put the brush aside, "My hand hurts!"

Well, this excuse is justified.

Fortunately, besides Go, Zuo Wei has always been good-natured, "I've selected the stickers for you, and you can copy them as well."

Shindo has a headache, dreams about what is not good, dreams about homework, what I hate the most!

"Zuo Wei, I don't want it anymore!"

She muttered for a long time, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with acting like a baby.

It was as if in a dream, he had also changed into a different person.

Things that would feel inexplicable when awake are so taken for granted here.

That's right, in front of him is the existence of brother, father, friend and companion.

It was also the only person he could talk to after being brought to the Fujiwara mansion.

Shinto Hikaru couldn't help but praise, this is really a thorough light plan.

But now, she clearly knows that she is dreaming, but she is like an actor who is involved in it, and she can't help but perform it to the end.

"..." Zuo Wei sighed helplessly, "You said it well just now, why did you..."

Shinto Hikaru only looked at him with big innocent eyes.

He had no choice but to draw back and pick up his pen, "I don't know if he can see it. Fortunately, I taught you those few strokes."

Shinto Hikaru chuckled, "Yes, yes, you also taught Go, so it's really good now!"

"Oh? How powerful?" Zuo Wei smiled, flipping through her copybook to find the right words.

"Well... I don't know, or the next round?"

"Don't cry if you lose. I'm not A Ming. Seeing you cry will make you win."

"...He lost to me a long time ago, okay?"

"Yes, yes, as long as the premise of five sons is there, there should be no one in the whole world who can beat you."

“……………Che, Zuo Wei is the one who says such big words and will cry when he loses!”

"Oh? So sure?" Fujiwara Zuowei didn't feel it was funny, but he stopped arguing with her. He reached out and took the pair of paperweights on the table, and pressed one end of the rice paper, "I told you that when I first taught you, right?" , Go──”

"Don't care about winning or losing a game!" Shinto Hikaru tilted his head to look at him, but she also had her own thoughts, "But Zuowei, let go of winning or losing, who would work so hard?"

Zuo Wei nodded slightly, "Yes, so being too persistent or not being too persistent is not a good thing." He smiled, "There will be no progress without persistence, but too much obsession with victory and defeat, holding the inherent thinking and getting stuck A quagmire is even less desirable."

"Both sides can't do it, so what should we do?!" Shindo Hikaru vaguely thought of something.

Immediately, the brush in Zuo Wei's hand fell, and a big "和" was written on the rice paper.

A smiling voice sounded at the same time, "You and A Ming, hurry up and make up."

Just before the alarm clock rang, Hikari Shinto opened his eyes.

Well, except for the ending, it was a nice dream.

She thought of Zuo Wei's words, which almost destroyed her myths of the past two years.

The Chinese game of Go allowed her to touch a new world, a new journey that constantly deviates from the proven path to pursue a wonderful fight.

Anyone who really loves chess, and whoever finds that playing chess can be so gorgeous and interesting, will have an impulse from the bottom of his heart, an impulse to temporarily abandon winning and losing to try a new way of playing.

It's a perpetual question about the true meaning of sport. (*)

The first hand in the fifth battle of Honinbo, Shinto Mitsuroko, Tianyuan.

In the chess viewing room, most of the people who had just made the tea and took the first sip spit it out.

Tian Yuan.

It's not like no one has used it before her, but what does she want to do with the layout that even the chess master of the Showa era may not be able to win?

Shinto Hikaru said: Honinbo Challenge, if you don’t come up with some new tricks, how can you be worthy of the tens of thousands of spectators watching the game?

Bai Chuan's [-]th Duan explained: A mouthful of old blood silently.

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(*) is hereby indicated as a reference.

Writer's words:

TOALL

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