Liang Zuo defeated Fukuda Kazuhiro, who had been arrogant for several days, within a hundred hands. This was a solid blow to the majority of Chinese students. The dormitory of the International Student Building was filled with joy, and Liang Zuo became everyone's hero.
The crowd cheered and surrounded him.
"Liang Zuo played this game so well, he has a demonic aura!"
"You're so awesome. You say one hundred hands means one hundred hands. It's so encouraging!"
Facing the praises from everyone, Liang Zuo had a calm smile on his face, as if it was just a trivial matter.
Everyone was ready to surround Liang Zuo and leave, but he was still upset that he was leaving like this. He turned to Fukuda Kazuhiro and said: "Futian, your chess is good. But China is the birthplace of Go. Hidden dragons and crouching tigers, only your three feet."
It’s better to put some effort into your cat kung fu!”
His words once again made everyone around him cheer. Faced with the same hatred and hatred among everyone, Fukuda Kazuhiro did not become angry.
He has been studying in China for almost two years, and he knows very well the character of the Chinese people, and he also understands the excitement his arena match in the past two days had on these people.
In the game of chess just now, he lost without any temper. He had already determined in his heart that Liang Zuo was a strong man, so he could only silently bear the humiliation of the other party.
As for the other cheers, in his eyes they were just the barking of a group of defeated enemies.
"May I ask your surname?"
Fukuda Yiyu's respectful tone surprised Liang Zuo. He smiled and said, "What's the matter? Are you still not convinced? My name is Liang Zuo, and I have a level 77 in the Chinese Department. If you are not convinced, you can come again."
When Liang Zuo said this, he was actually a bit strong on the outside but strong on the inside. He learned chess with Lin Chaoyang for a day. He was able to beat Fukuda Kazuhiro largely because he caught the opponent off guard.
Lin Chaoyang also said when he was teaching him that the final battle in Go is reasoning and calculation skills. The prerequisite for winning all over the world with one move is that your opponent cannot figure out your strength.
Kazuhiro Fukuda didn't lose the game just now, but his confidence was shattered. Just like when he faced Lin Chaoyang, that unheard-of style of play broke their cognition and made him really unable to think of any other way.
Any way to win, that's why you throw in the towel and admit defeat.
If we really fight head-on, it's really not certain who will win.
After listening to Liang Zuo's words, Fukuda Yiyu silently shook his head.
Seeing that his attitude was so docile, Liang Zuo couldn't say anything more and turned around to leave.
After everyone gathered around Liang Zuo and left, they originally wanted to celebrate, but Liang Zuo rejected everyone's suggestion. He ran to the library and found that it was already off duty, so he returned to the dormitory with some regret.
When he returned to the dormitory, he was welcomed by his classmates again.
At this time, Sino-Japanese diplomatic relations are in the honeymoon period, and Go is an important area of ​​communication between the two sides.
Since the Japanese Go delegation first visited China in the 1960s, the two sides have fought many times, with China losing more than winning.
Since the 20th century, the sport of Go has had a decisive influence on Japanese cultural circles. According to statistics, in the 1980s, Japan's population was only 100 million, but there were as many as 12 million Go enthusiasts.
In contrast, the popularity of Go in China is far less than that in Japan. Without the support of a folk atmosphere, it is very difficult for any competitive sport to flourish.
Go originated in China, but it has been defeated by this Japanese student several times in actual combat, which makes many domestic professionals and enthusiasts deeply ashamed.
Kazuhiro Fukuda set up the arena in the International Students Building for several days and no one was able to shake it, which inevitably reminded many people of the current situation of Sino-Japanese Go exchanges.
Liang Zuo stepped forward at this time, which really made everyone feel bad.
I don’t know who called it out first. That night, Liang Zuo got another nickname - Liang Kangri.
Early the next morning, Liang Zuo went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, and a bunch of people greeted him.
"Liang Kangri!"
"Liang Kangri!"
Liang Zuo felt like he was about to become a movie star. He had never seen so many people paying attention when he played chess before. Why did the whole school seem to know about it in one night?
After class, he couldn't wait to go to the library to find Lin Chaoyang, and told Lin Chaoyang the good news of defeating Fukuda Kazuhiro, and then mentioned the matter of continuing to learn chess from Lin Chaoyang.
Lin Chaoyang was impatient with Liang Zuo and said: "My chess moves are all wild. The reason you think they are great is because you have never seen them before. Go requires talent so much. Neither you nor I are this good.
Don’t waste your time on this.”
Listening to Lin Chaoyang's words, Liang Zuo was filled with disappointment, and then slowly gained a sense of enlightenment.
The reason why the master was willing to teach him the day before yesterday was just because he didn't want to see a little Japanese like Fukuda Kazuhiro show off his ruthlessness. Now that Fukuda Kazuhiro has been easily killed by him, there is no need to teach him anymore.
After figuring this out, he felt both disappointed and happy at the same time.
I was disappointed that I couldn't get the true teachings from my master. Fortunately, I learned some three-legged cat kung fu from my master.
Little did he know that his master's kung fu was only three-axe.
The power of AI flow Go lies in the support of computing power. The reason why the opening seems evil is that it breaks out of the traditional Go thinking, leaving many amateurs scratching their heads for a while.
In the middle of the game, some seemingly random moves produced a wonderful chemical reaction. The strong contrast between before and after was unexpected, and it gave rise to a feeling of being irresistible.
Lin Chaoyang was very self-aware. The reason why he taught Liang Zuo some tricks was because he did not want to see the little devil be so arrogant on the Chinese territory.
After sending away the disappointed Liang Zuo, Lin Chaoyang thought that the matter would just end like this.
Unexpectedly, things took a strange turn after the victory.
It turns out that when Ichiyu Fukuda won consecutive victories against Chinese students in group competitions, the news only stayed among the Go enthusiasts on campus.
But after Liang Zuo defeated Fukuda Kazuhiro, the news spread widely within two or three days and became a hot topic on the YSU campus.
Not only did Liang Zuo become the focus of heated discussion, but Lin Chaoyang also became famous.
Because that night when he was instructing Liang Zuo in Building 32, many students from the Chinese Department were watching. These people were familiar with the causes and consequences, and they spread rumors among others.
Soon, Lin Chaoyang's image of a worldly master spread among the students by word of mouth, and within a few days everyone knew about it.
Lin Chaoyang in the library is not only good at writing novels, but he is also an excellent player at Go.
This morning, Zhu Guangqian finished his run and strolled around the Triangle to calm his rapid breathing.
Two students passed by in front of them, and a conversation floated by.
"Is Lin Chaoyang's Go level really that good?"
"What's the point? You don't know how arrogant that kid in the International Students Building is. The arena has been set up for four days, but no one can defeat him.
I guess he couldn't stand it, but he was too advanced to bully the weak, so he gave Liang Zuo some tips.
Liang Zuo also played chess with that little devil before, but he never played against him.
In the end, after Lin Chaoyang's little push, Liang Zuo was able to defeat that little devil within a few seconds."
"Really or not? What you are saying is too mysterious, isn't it? Playing Go is not like elementary school mathematics. It can't be that easy."
"It's not difficult for those who can do it, but it's not difficult for those who don't. How else can I say that I'm an expert?"
The two students' figures gradually faded away, and Zhu Guangqian's heart was full of doubts.
In the past, Lin Chaoyang said that he was no match for him in Go. Zhu Guangqian always thought that he couldn't play Go and fooled himself with backgammon. If according to what these students said, that kid's chess skills were so good?
It's a good thing I didn't play Go with that kid.
Zhu Guangqian made up his mind that he would not play Go with Lin Chaoyang in the future, and would not give that kid a chance to succeed.
In fact, playing backgammon is quite good. It relaxes the mind and entertains the body and mind.
With the word "patriotic" attached to it, the incident of the competition in the International Students Building was widely circulated among the students of YSU, and it is still spreading to the outside world.
Even when Lin Chaoyang went to his father-in-law's house for dinner on the weekend, his uncle Tao Yucheng asked him about it.
"It's just a dispute between students. The Japanese student didn't do anything excessive."
Tao Yu asked with bright eyebrows: "I heard them say that you just showed Liang Kangri a few moves, and he easily defeated that little Japanese."
"How can it be as exaggerated as what they said? In fact, their strength is almost the same. It's just that Kazuhiro Fukuda's playing style is more fierce. It's just a layer of window paper that can be broken with one poke." Lin Chaoyang said.
Tao Yumo didn't believe him, "Brother-in-law, you are too modest."
"This is not modesty."
Lin Chaoyang smiled bitterly, the matter became more and more exaggerated as it spread, and no one else believed him in his explanation now.
"Okay, don't make trouble by spreading lies."
Father Tao said while holding his rice bowl that he also played Go. Although his chess skills were average, he also understood that progress in Go skills would not be achieved overnight.
The students claimed that Lin Chaoyang casually instructed the Chinese students to defeat the Japanese students as a miracle, but he did not believe it.
However, the rumors should not be believed at all, nor should they be disbelieved. My son-in-law is modest, but he is definitely good at chess.
At this time, the figure of a little old man flashed in Tao's mind. He was not qualified to give advice to others.
Two days later, after lunch, Lin Chaoyang walked to the library door with his lunch box, and was stopped by Zha Haisheng, whom he had met during the winter vacation.
"Hai Sheng, are you looking for me?"
Lin Chaoyang smiled and had a friendly attitude.
Zha Haisheng nodded and said a little embarrassedly: "I wrote a poem and I want you to read it for me."
Lin Chaoyang asked: "I don't write poetry, why do you want me to read it for you?"
"This poem... was inspired by my reading of "The Death of Van Gogh"." Zha Haisheng said hesitantly.
"Oh, let me take a look."
Listening to Zha Haisheng's words, Lin Chaoyang became interested.
Seeing that he agreed, Zha Haisheng happily took out a piece of paper from his arms.
It was after he committed suicide in 1989 that his poems became famous all over the world, and it was after 1981 that he really started writing poetry.
At this stage, he cannot be said to be a layman in poetry, but he is indeed a newcomer in terms of creation, and he does not have much confidence in his own creation.
He wrote the song "Al's Sun" on the train back to his hometown during the winter vacation. He wanted to let Lin Chaoyang read it, but he never plucked up the courage. Only today did he have the courage to run over.
“…burn the starry sky into a rough river
Burn the land and spin it
Raised yellow spasmodic hand, sunflower
Invite all those who want to take advantage of the fire
Stop painting Christ’s Garden of Olives
If you want to paint, paint the olive harvest.
Draw a violent fire
Purify your life on behalf of the old man in heaven
The red-haired brother finished drinking the absinthe
Just start lighting this fire
Burn it”
Under Zha Haisheng's anxious gaze, Lin Chaoyang finished reading his poem and said, "The writing is very good."
Lin Chaoyang's evaluation made Zha Haisheng very happy, "Is it true?"
"This is just my personal subjective evaluation." Lin Chaoyang was afraid that he would be too happy, so he couldn't help but say it.
But Zha Haisheng is still very happy. This song "The Sun of Al" was originally created by him after watching "The Death of Van Gogh". There is nothing that makes him happier than being recognized by the author Lin Chaoyang.
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"Do you want me to recommend you to a publication?"
Lin Chaoyang's proposal surprised Zha Haisheng, "Can my poem be published?"
"It looks pretty good to me, but it has to be decided by the editor."
Lin Chaoyang didn't finish his words, but Zha Haisheng was still full of gratitude to him. He originally just wanted Lin Chaoyang to give his comments on his poems, but he didn't expect that Lin Chaoyang would recommend him to a publication.
He quickly bowed to Lin Chaoyang and said thank you. Lin Chaoyang helped him up and said, "There is nothing to thank you for. In fact, it is the same for you to submit your own manuscript."
Lin Chaoyang said it easily, but Zha Haisheng understood that there is a difference between someone recommending and no one recommending. At least the editor will pay more attention to his poems, and it is easy to establish contact with the editor if a writer recommends him.
"Then should I change it?" he asked.
Lin Chaoyang looked at the poem and said, "It's very well written. Are you still dissatisfied with it?"
Zha Haisheng scratched his head, "That's not true, I just wanted to publish it..."
Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "Not all works need to be revised. If you really want to revise..."
As he spoke, he pondered for a moment, then took out the pen on his chest and said, "Do you mind if I add a couple of quotes for you?"
Zha Haisheng immediately shook his head. In his heart, Lin Chaoyang was a great writer, and he could only dream of helping him revise his works.
With his consent, Lin Chaoyang wrote a quotation under the title of the poem.
"Everything I create towards nature is a chestnut, taken from the fire. Ah, those who do not believe in the sun are those who have turned their backs on God."
After finishing writing, he said to Zha Haisheng: "This is what Van Gogh wrote in a letter to his brother Theo."
Listening to Lin Chaoyang's explanation, Zha Haisheng immediately understood what he was thinking.
In the poem "Sun of Arles", he called Van Gogh "Skinny Brother". The two sentences written by Lin Chaoyang not only echoed his poem in source, but also perfectly fit the content of the poem.
Thinking of this, Zha Haisheng's eyes showed admiration.
"Then add a subtitle - My Thin Brother." Zha Haisheng was inspired by Lin Chaoyang and said.
Lin Chaoyang thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay."
After writing the subtitle, the two looked at each other and smiled, and Zha Haisheng felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.
After he left, Lin Chaoyang returned to the library desk and saw Du Rong gesturing to the side.
"Chaoyang, that old comrade over there is looking for you!"
Chapter completed!