That night, Lin Chaoyang stayed in Building 32 until after nine o'clock in the evening before going home.
When it was almost time to get off work the next day, Liang Zuo ran to the library and asked diligently: "Master, are you okay tonight?"
"Stop it!" Lin Chaoyang stopped him, "When did I become your master?"
"You gave me all your special skills, aren't you my master?" Liang Zuo looked matter-of-fact, with a bit of flattery in his expression.
Lin Chaoyang waved his hand, "I can't be your master, I just want to play a few games of chess with you."
Hearing this, Liang Zuo said eagerly: "Master, my chess skills are a bit lacking, but you can't deny me. You have taught me all your lifelong skills!"
"What a mess! What's wrong with you kid? Don't delay my get off work."
"Yes, I have something to do!"
Liang Zuo picked up the things he had just put aside and said, "I've sent you a bunch of repairs."
The bundle of repairs was a gift given to students when they first met their teachers in ancient times as a sign of respect.
Zheng Xuan's annotation of "Book of Rites Shaoyi" says: "A bundle of repairs is a piece of preserved meat." So the bundle of bacon that Liang Zuo brought to Lin Chaoyang today was a strip of bacon.
Lin Chaoyang looked at the bacon in his hand dumbfounded, "Where did you get this thing?"
Yanjing did not have the habit of eating bacon, so Lin Chaoyang couldn't figure out where Liang Zuo got this bacon.
"I made a special trip home and borrowed it from our neighbor. His family is from Hunan."
Seeing that Lin Chaoyang did not refuse immediately, Liang Zuo explained to him happily, and then said: "I will treat you to dinner after get off work later."
"No, there's no need." Lin Chaoyang quickly refused.
"If you don't have time today, then do it tomorrow."
"Not even tomorrow."
Liang Zuo looked embarrassed, "Master, you have taught me all your unique skills, you cannot deny me as your disciple!"
Last night, Lin Chaoyang relied on his AI style to beat Liang Zuo to the point where he almost doubted his life. All games ended in the middle of the game without exception. The best time was when the two of them played 150 moves, and Liang Zuo had to vote. Zi admits defeat.
One night's competition completely overturned Liang Zuoshu's understanding of Go for more than 20 years.
Almost every step Lin Chaoyang made was beyond his expectation. Many of his moves seemed to be against the rules in the eyes of a person who had played Go since elementary school. Some of his moves were obviously from players who had been eliminated by the Go world. Law.
But it was such an illegal and backward thinking that made Liang Zuo unable to fight back. In the end, he lost all confidence and even began to doubt his life.
Fortunately, Lin Chaoyang played chess with Liang Zuo not to destroy his self-confidence, but to teach Liang Zuo some lessons. After several games last night, although Liang Zuo suffered some blows, it also opened up his knowledge of Go. 's new door.
After Lin Chaoyang left last night, Liang Zuo was lying on the bed in the dormitory, tossing and turning. All he could think about were Lin Chaoyang's unconstrained and antelope-horned tricks, and then he slowly imagined an image of a peerless master who was hiding in the city.
You can make him have no intention of resisting within 100 moves. What kind of absolute strength gap is this?
He even felt that Lin Chaoyang's strength may have surpassed that of most professional chess players, because in his opinion, the real strength of professional chess players lies in their rigorous logical reasoning and calculation capabilities. This powerful ability is very important in the chess game.
This is especially evident in the middle and later stages.
The strength of Lin Chaoyang is that he doesn't give you a chance to survive until the later stages.
Seemingly ordinary and often unexpected moves can always produce unexpected and stunning effects, instantly revitalizing the situation and reversing the offensive and defensive momentum.
The more Liang Zuo thought about it, the more terrifying he felt. At the same time, he was even more grateful that Lin Chaoyang would pass on his Go experience to him without any reservation. He was considered a direct disciple after all, right?
Liang Zuo felt that although he and Lin Chaoyang had known each other for more than two years, and they were almost two years apart in age, Lin Chaoyang was the master when it came to Go, so he taught Lin Chaoyang unreservedly.
You must also recognize this master.
After thinking about it for a while, Liang Zuo firmly decided to become a disciple.
Lin Chaoyang looked at Liang Zuo speechlessly and said, "I told you, I can't be your master."
"Master, I understand. You are indifferent to fame and wealth, and what you pursue is the avenue of writing. To you, Go is just a minor path, a game played casually.
If you don’t want others to know about your Go prowess, don’t worry, I will never tell anyone about you.
It’s better to hide in the city, I understand!”
Lin Chaoyang let out a long sigh. If not, you could be a screenwriter. Your brainstorming ability is incredible.
Am I still indifferent to fame and fortune? Am I still hiding in the city?
"If you are fine, don't waste time with me. I will definitely not accept you as my apprentice.
Don’t you want to defeat Kazuhiro Fukuda? Go today, so as not to let him be rampant for too long.”
Liang Zuo was determined to become Lin Chaoyang's disciple, so Lin Chaoyang decided to send him away first.
Listening to his words, Liang Zuo hesitated a little, "Go today? Master, I just learned from you for a day, to beat him..."
"One day is enough." Lin Chaoyang waved his hand and said without doubt.
Liang Zuo felt that his master's movements were filled with a strong sense of self-confidence. It was a self-confidence based on absolute strength, which also made his originally somewhat anxious mood become more confident.
"Okay, then I'll go now."
He just turned around, but before he could take a step, he turned back and stuffed the bacon in his hand to Lin Chaoyang, then turned around and ran away.
Looking at the bacon in his hand, Lin Chaoyang couldn't laugh or cry.
In the International Students Building, Liu Guangyuan and Fukuda Kazuhiro's rooms were more lively than yesterday.
This is already the fourth day of Kazuhiro Fukuda's arena competition. More and more Yan University students know about this Japanese's arrogant deeds, and naturally more people come to challenge Kazuhiro Fukuda.
When Liang Zuo arrived here, today's arena match had not yet started, but there were already two people lined up in front of him.
Liang Zuo discussed it with the two classmates in front of him, and they gave up their seats to him.
As soon as he sat down, Fukuda Kazuhiro recognized him at a glance, "This classmate, you seem to have lost to me before, right?"
"Yeah, you didn't stipulate that people who lose to you can't fight with you again, right?"
Liang Zuo's words left Fukuda Kazuyu speechless. His participation in the ring competition was purely out of pride and he did not think so much.
"Okay then, starting from you, we will set a rule and you will not be allowed to challenge a second time."
A chess player's strength cannot be improved in a day or two. Since the opponent lost to him before, the result this time will not change in any way. Fukuda Kazuhiro is full of confidence in his own strength.
After saying this, he did not forget to hit Liang Zuo's self-confidence, "Your level is still far behind mine. Even if you do it again, there will be no change."
As soon as Fukuda Kazuhiro finished speaking, Liang Zuo's eyes hidden behind his glasses turned cold. Not only him, but also the Chinese students standing behind him were furious.
This little devil is so arrogant!
Liang Zuo felt that although he had only learned a little bit about his master, he could not lose the battle. He said solemnly: "Within a hundred hands, I will kill you under the horse!"
Hearing this, a sharp look flashed in Fukuda Kazuhiro's eyes, and his defeated general was actually so rampant.
A group of Chinese students standing behind Liang Zuo all broke out in a cold sweat for him. They could understand Liang Zuo's desire to kill this little Japanese and vent his bad anger on everyone.
But everyone just heard that Liang Zuo had lost to Fukuda Kazuhiro before, and today he even shouted that he would defeat the opponent within a hundred hands. Who gave him the courage?
Both sides exchanged trash talk at each other, and the chess game officially began.
Kazuhiro Fukuda took the lead with black, and after a few moves, people felt a strong momentum.
Liang Zuo responded calmly, and at the same time, he thought of Lin Chaoyang's face-to-face instructions to him last night.
"Ichiyu Fukuda's layout is obviously carefully studied, and his chess style is fierce, so when you first play against him, you will have the illusion of being overwhelmed by the mountain.
According to my observation, his chess strength will have a significant decline after fifty moves, and his true level will be after a hundred moves.
You are all amateurs, and it is unrealistic to expect to rely on positional warfare to strangle him in the middle game.
Therefore, we must confront him tit for tat in the layout stage, press forward step by step, disrupt his position, and let him show his true level in order to defeat him."
More and more points were occupied on the chessboard. Kazuhiro Fukuda's sunspots took the advantage first. He should have been happy, but at this time his brows couldn't help but frown.
What kind of play is this?
What's the use of pressing against my sunspots? I'm in a low position now. Once I occupy all the corners, no matter how much of your hinterland you occupy, it's nothing more than a meal on your plate.
This Xiu Ce tip is good, but unfortunately it is an outdated style of play.
Half guessing and half suspicious, Fukuda Kazuhiro's chess piece still landed steadily on the chessboard.
After fifty moves, it was Kuroko's turn again. Fukuda Kazuhiro's originally firm hand stopped. He looked at the corner position where he had the upper hand, and suddenly realized that Bai Zi now seemed to have a chance to lead. At this time
The opponent's momentum was already established, and it was too late for him to stop.
Fukuda Kazuhiro panicked, no, he clearly had the advantage just now.
As the white pieces kept calling for food, Fukuda was under increasing pressure. His black pieces were raised twice in a row, but he could not organize a decent counterattack.
What the hell is going on?
Kazuhiro Fukuda's eyes were fixed on the chessboard, trying to find out the key points that Liang Zuo could use to reverse the situation without making a move, but he was at a loss.
Because what he saw were all kinds of ordinary players, even evil players, he had never encountered such a weird chess game in his Go career.
As white's stone was placed in the high position, a situation of double-calling against black's stone was formed, and Fukuda Kazuhiro's psychological defense completely collapsed.
He held the chess piece in his hand and looked at it blankly for a long time, but felt that he had nowhere to move.
He couldn't understand why such a great situation turned into what it is now.
His sunspot hung in the air for a long time, and finally fell down casually. Before Liang Zuo could make the move, he added another sunspot.
Placing two chess pieces anywhere on the chessboard means surrendering.
When the sunspot fell, Fukuda Kazuhiro's momentum dropped, and he lost all his high spirits before this chess game.
Liang Zuo was a little surprised by Kazuhiro Fukuda's throw. Although he had made bold promises before playing chess that he would win the game within a hundred moves, his intention was more to overwhelm Kazuhiro Fukuda in terms of momentum.
After winning the chess game, Liang Zuo was overjoyed. He wanted to shout to show his momentum, but for some reason, Lin Chaoyang's face that showed no emotion or anger when he was playing chess suddenly flashed in his mind, and the expression on his face changed.
Calmly and calmly.
On the opposite side of Liang Zuo's performance were the Yan University students standing behind him. After it was confirmed that Liang Zuo had defeated Fukuda Kazuhiro, the group immediately cheered, and the dormitory was filled with joy, as if Liang Zuo had not won.
Kazuhiro Fukuda is the world champion.
Previously, Kazuhiro Fukuda held an arena competition in the dormitory for four consecutive days without losing a single victory. All the Chinese students felt a sigh of relief.
Liang Zuo defeated Fukuda Kazuhiro within a hundred moves, and his bold words before the chess game became a prophecy, which made everyone feel depressed.
When everyone cheered and celebrated the victory, Fukuda Yiyu glanced at Liang Zuo unwillingly.
"You cannot play such a chess game. There must be an expert behind you."
Listening to Xiao Nippon's words opposite him, Liang Zuo looked disdainful, "If you lose, you lose. No matter what excuse you have, if you have the ability, find an expert."
Liang Zuo's words didn't sound good, but Fukuda Yiyu also understood that Liang Zuo's playing style just now was indeed not something that a Go master could point out. His approach was too biased, too strange, and too abnormal.
He looked at Liang Zuo in front of him. He was obviously beaten by him yesterday and was unable to fight back, but today his chess style changed drastically and he was crushed.
Could this be the legendary epiphany, where he met the kind of genius that only happens once in a hundred years?
Chapter completed!