The ten-year trace of the soul of chess

"Over the years, Chinese Go has often been criticized by the outside world, and it has become more and more commercialized, and fast chess has become more and more mainstream, but I don't think so." Yang Hai said, looking at the children in the classroom again, "Before, I specifically learned about your seven title battles. Take the title of Honinbo as an example. Each round takes two days, and each side has eight hours to play chess. This kind of chess game has too much time to think about. .Maybe for Japanese Go players, the Go game is more about the word 'elegant', winning or losing is important, but enjoying the game process is more important, but for Chinese and Korean players, there is only one word, win."

While speaking, Yang Hai suddenly changed the topic again.

He looked at Liang Guang and the two, and said, "Li Jie, who played against Ta Ya-kun in the morning, do you still have any memories?"

I just played chess in the morning, and the answer is naturally yes.

Yang Haichong nodded slightly to the two, and said again: "Li Jie came from Shen Fangming's dojo. Are you interested in hearing his story?"

Glancing with Guang, Liang nodded again: "Please tell me."

Therefore, in the following time, the past of a boy who belonged to a strange chess player slowly unfolded in front of the eyes of the two of them as Yang Haihai walked and talked.

Li Jie's fourth dan, as Yang Hai mentioned earlier, is also one of the hundreds of "Chongduan students" who went to Beijing to study for Go.Because he lived in a small town in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions, after his parents sent him to Shen Fangming Daochang, he lived here alone to learn chess.

Li Jie worked very hard. He worked hard every day from dawn to dusk to play scores and do life-and-death problems. His hard work paid off. At the age of 11, he finally stepped on the last place in the fixed-stage competition without any danger and officially entered the professional chess world.

But the world of professional chess players is cruel. After entering the stage, even though Li Jie worked so hard, his career as a professional chess player did not go smoothly.Because the opponent's rating during the game is often ranked within the top 100, while Li Jie's ranking is only between 200 and 300. At that time, he almost lost a game in the next game, and there are only two games that he can participate in within a year—— Individual and Duan competitions.

Repeated failures in the chess game, coupled with the fact that he was at the bottom of the national youth team selection for the first time, added up to the double blow, which gave him the idea of ​​​​giving up Go.

But before Yu died, he had to break the net. Li Jie finally made a three-year agreement with his parents, and if he failed to get grades within three years, he would go back to school.

In order to hone his chess skills as soon as possible, Li Jie began to frequently play Internet Go online in his spare time.In the next three years, not counting competitions and training camps, he played more than 4000 games of chess with domestic and foreign chess players online alone, with an average of three games a day.

It was under such high-intensity training and after long and arduous efforts that Li Jie finally won two championships in the "Yingchang Cup" world junior group and youth group, and has since then made his mark in the professional chess world[1].

"This is the story of Li Jie." Yang Hai turned his head and smiled at the two of them, "It sounds like the experience of most professional chess players may be the same. If I have to say... it's just that he succeeded, and his chess skills The more outstanding. I think you, Taya-kun, will be able to feel it when you play against him."

As if confirming, he looked at Liang again, met Shang Liang's eyes, and when he looked away again, Yang Hai put away the smile on his face: "But there are many chess players like him who also have Go dreams, But when I was ten meters away from the target, I gave up."

Yang Hai said, raised his head slightly, and sighed with emotion: "Li Jie's story reflects only the tip of the iceberg of the status quo of Chinese professional chess players. Put it in the background of Chinese Go, and there are many examples of survival of the fittest. It is not enough to simply enjoy the game. Only by constantly adapting to the ever-increasing rhythm of the game and winning continuously can you gain a firm foothold in the Chinese chess world. As far as I know, the same is true in Korea. The competition among chess players is even fiercer than in China."

Thinking of his friends far away in Korea, Guang couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

Yang Haihai continued as he walked: "Because of maintaining such high-intensity and high-frequency training for a long time, Chinese chess players can quickly adapt to the fast-paced chess game in international competitions, and are able to face extremely complicated battle situations. , always keep a clear mind and sharp judgment. This is exactly what Japanese chess players lack. Too much room for thinking will only make the chess player hesitate, thus blunting his original judgment force."

Yang Hai's words can be said to be very pertinent and euphemistic, but even so, it still shocked Guang Guang's heart.

Japanese Go has indeed been in a downturn for too long.

Although he didn't want to admit it, everything Yang Hai said was true.

It was like a frog in a well, finally seeing the vast world.

On the way back to the hotel together after leaving the Go dojo that day, both Guang and Liang were rarely silent.

Although he continued to offer suggestions for the reform of Japanese Go, in the final analysis, Liang thought, he was still a cold person in his bones.

If selfishness is put aside, in all fairness, he doesn't care about the current situation of Japanese Go and the future development of Japanese Go.

As far as he is concerned, as long as he can play chess, it is the same wherever he goes.

But after all, the blood of the Yamato nation flows in his body. Today, when he learned so clearly the gap between Japanese Go and Chinese Go from a Chinese chess player, Liang still felt a little bit of sadness in his heart, but this feeling of sadness didn't last long. He was dispelled by a low cry of surprise beside him.

Stopping at the entrance of a small shop, looking in the direction of his bare fingers, Liang smiled immediately.

What Guangzheng pointed to was a Beijing-specific mandarin duck ice cream in the freezer.

It is said to be a mandarin duck, but it is just two milk-flavored ice creams put together.

When eating, you can split the two ice creams and share them with the people around you.

On the day I arrived in Beijing, I saw passers-by eating it on the street, but I didn’t have the courage to ask where I bought it because of face. Later, I couldn’t find it, so I couldn’t get a full meal for a long time.

I finally saw it today. After Liang paid the money, Guang couldn't wait to unpack the package. After carefully breaking apart two ice creams, he handed one of them to Liang.

Liang didn't like sweets very much, this time he was afraid of losing his interest, so he took a sip very slowly on the way back to the hotel.

Walking halfway, Guang suddenly shouted: "Look!"

As expected, Ryo looked into the sky.

Taking advantage of Liang's attention being diverted, Guang quickly took a big bite on Liang's ice cream.

Liang came back to his senses, and simply handed the ice cream in his hand to Guang: "If you like it, I'll give you both."

The smile in his eyes faded almost instantly.

He stared at Liang resentfully, suffering from the ice cream in his mouth, it was so cold that he couldn't speak, his bangs were almost blown to the sky, after a long delay, he finally swallowed the ice cream in his mouth, and with just one mouth, he pulled out a mouth Wronged: "You really don't understand?!"

I... what did I do wrong?

Liang was completely at a loss, and his expression became tense.

Someone's innocent and bewildered expression was reflected in the bottom of his pupils, and he held his forehead tiredly, but he had no choice but to explain patiently: "Isn't it because this ice cream is 'your' ice cream, so I think it's delicious? Yeah!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head away as if out of breath, and cursed softly, "Stupid!"

Guang's tone of voice was not very good, even a little aggressive, but Liang completely understood——

His light is Aiwujiwu.

He couldn't help thinking of a Chinese word he liked very much.

One half for one person, one mouthful for one person, writing "partner".

Just like what he and light mean to each other.

Whether it is now or in the future.

This night, when night fell, Guang and Liang walked side by side on the streets of Beijing.

Coming out of the hot pot restaurant with a full body smell, probably full of food and drink, feeling sleepy, just standing on the side of the road stretched a big lazy waist, before putting down his hands completely, he felt that the hem of his clothes was being pulled hard by someone. Next pull.

Almost by reflex, he went to look for Liang, and when he turned to one side, he saw someone's face darken, and he stretched the hem of his T-shirt with a stern face.

"Huh?" Guang blinked at Zhaoliang in confusion.

"Don't you think your clothes are too short?" someone said very displeased.

"Huh?" Guang looked down, "No."

Someone's complexion became even worse: "When you stretched your waist just now, your waist was exposed, didn't everyone around you see it?!"

"..." Originally, he wanted to quibble that others were not so leisurely and always stared at him, but after half a second of reaction, a certain light blushed.

It wasn't because the side waist was exposed a little, but because I suddenly remembered that there was still a blossoming mark on my side waist that someone left a few days ago...

Knowing that he was wrong, his eyes didn't know where to look for a while, when he looked up and saw the full moon in the sky, Guang suddenly remembered something, bumped the light with his elbow, and approached with a smirk: "Hey, to be honest, I came to Beijing before Did you sneak up on me when you were here?"

Seeing that someone's ears turned red instantly, he didn't speak, and asked more and more fiercely: "Is it, is it? Huh?"

Amidst the questioning voices mixed with laughter, Liang lowered his head without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking, the warm light from the shop window at the side fell on his side face, making it bright as a docile Small animal-like, soft and quiet.

My heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Hikaru swallowed very softly, and took a step forward with his right foot.

Just as he was planning to be merciful once in a while, when he let someone go, he went to hold someone's hand but was held back instead.

In the hazy light and shadow, I saw Liang slowly raised his head.

His dark green eyes looked deeply into Guang's eyes, and he held his breath, and then he heard Liang say in an extremely gentle voice: "Yes. Because when the moon is full, two hearts should be together. "

So here I am.

But even with this secret, you still recognized me among thousands of people.

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Note [1]: Li Jie's story is based on the real experience of a famous Chinese nine-dan Go player.As for who it is, if you are interested, you can guess, it should be easier to guess.

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The second update is achieved~

In other words, the mandarin duck ice cream in Beijing is really something!