Yao Tianzang took a chair, sat aside, shook his head and said.

"Mr. Long, Brother Zhuang is a national player in the seventh dan of the Go profession, and I am much worse than him, so he should be the one who is more suitable to play against you. ”

"I'm just sitting here watching the two of you play, and I'm already very satisfied. ”

Long Zun smiled and did not speak.

Zhuang Qifeng spoke first.

"Brother Yao's words are bad, whether it is you or me, compared to the dragon seniors, I have no regrets in my life to be able to play a game with the dragon seniors. ”

Since Zhuang Qifeng watched the review of Long Zun and Yao Tianzang's more than 20 games, although every time Yao Tianzang threw himself in early admitting defeat, Zhuang Qifeng could still see Long Zun's strength.

Every step is extremely oppressive, and it seems that it has nothing to do with it, but it has already occupied a territory.

Zhuang Qifeng thought about it for a long time, no matter where he fell, he would feel a pair of tigerish eyes staring at him nearby, and he would be eaten wherever he went.

Long Zun's chess style is rare, and Zhuang Qifeng really wants to learn it.

Seeing that Zhuang Qifeng was a little restrained in front of him, Long Zun took the initiative to push the sunspot in front of him and sat down with a gesture of invitation.

"You take the sunspot first, don't be too nervous. ”

Zhuang Qifeng swallowed his saliva, found that his palms were already full of sweat, secretly wiped the corners of his clothes, and nodded.

"Senior Long, then I'm welcome. ”

Although Zhuang Qifeng is at the level of the ninth rank of the profession, he is still very tender in front of Long Zun.

In the early stage of the layout, the basic Longzun did not launch an offensive, as if he was playing chess, leading to Zhuang Qifeng's train of thought and going down to the right position.

Instructional chess, as the name suggests, is a game of instructional nature by teachers or first-class players, which has the meaning of instructing and guiding young chess players.

Zhuang Qifeng, as a few national players with decades of chess player experience, can naturally see it.

However, Zhuang Qifeng had no intention of complaining about this, in his opinion, with Long Zun's level, it was natural to play chess with him.

How can ordinary chess players have this kind of opportunity to let a chess master like Long Zun play chess?

Zhuang Qifeng followed Long Zun's layout, slowly relieving his nervousness, and also had some clear ideas in his heart.

After smiling and watching Zhuang Qifeng fall, Long Zun paused and said.

"This hand is the finishing touch, and you can see that you are imitating my move. ”

Zhuang Qifeng said a little shyly like a child.

"Yes, Senior Long, I have been studying your chess game with Brother Yao here for the past two days, and I am very yearning for Senior Long's chess path, so when I came down here, I suddenly had this inspiration. ”

Long Zun took a sip of the teacup and nodded.

"Not bad. ”

Although Long Zun is just two simple words, it is a powerful encouragement in Zhuang Qifeng's heart.

This shows that Long Zun, a peerless chess saint, has recognized his ability, which makes Zhuang Qifeng very happy.

At the age of thirty, Zhuang Qifeng was already a professional nine-dan player, which was already the highest rank in the Go world, and the people above him were those masters who were superb.

However, in China, people who can be called chess saints are rare, and Zhuang Qifeng has also heard of a chess saint Luo Tingshan, who lives in seclusion in Beihai, and it is said that the chess saint is already one hundred and two years old.

At such an age, Long Zun actually has the strength of a chess saint, which is simply unheard of.

And such a chess saint is still willing to guide himself, can this not move Zhuang Qifeng?

"Thank you, Senior Dragon. ”

"Well, let's move on. ”

Zhuang Qifeng listened to Long Zun's words, and immediately focused his energy on the chessboard, wanting to keep the inspiration of that moment just now and get Long Zun's approval.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps outside the calligraphy club.

Today is the activity of the calligraphy club, and there is a class of Yao Tianzang, and a group of students walked in with a chatter.

Yao Tianzang watched the game between Long Zun and Zhuang Qifeng a little fascinated, and suddenly forgot the time, and only reacted when he heard the noise outside.

He hurriedly walked out of the back room, came to the hall outside, and said to the students.

"Be quiet, and don't disturb the masters. ”

The noisy students quickly quieted down, and one by one the students asked curiously.

"Teacher Yao, which two masters are playing against each other?"

"Isn't this a calligraphy club, am I in the wrong place?"

"Teacher Yao, can we go in and have a look?"

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Yao Tianzang motioned for the students to be quiet and said softly.

"I'm afraid today's game is rare for you to see in your life, if you are interested, you can go in with me, but you are only allowed to stand by and watch, and you are not allowed to make a sound, do you understand?"

As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately aroused the interest of many students.

Once in a lifetime?

What kind of character is it, isn't it Go?

More than a dozen people followed Yao Tianzang into the back room and saw Long Zun and Zhuang Qifeng sitting opposite each other.

Yao Tianzang students introduced.

"The one on the left is a professional nine-dan national player, Master Zhuang Qifeng, and the Mr. Long on the right You have seen him, he has the strength of a chess saint. ”

Yao Tianzang's words made all the students present confused.

The title of Kudan National Player, known to those who know a little bit about Go, represents the highest strength of the chess player.

Zhuang Qifeng once represented Huaxia to play abroad, and his fame was very big, even people who didn't play Go had heard his name, and many of them recognized it.

However, Long Zun is also too strange, and he is still a "chess master".

The meaning of the chess saint should be more powerful than the nine-dan national player, but Long Zun looks so young, is he really a chess saint?

"Teacher Yao, this person came with Senior Sister Xiao that day, isn't he a calligraphy master?"

"Yes, I was there that day, and Mr. Yao spoke highly of his calligraphy, could it be that he was so good at playing Go?"

"No, I heard my dad say that Mr. Zhuang Qifeng is the best player in our Chinese domestic Go world, and he can be regarded as the first person at this stage. ”

Long Zun had already noticed the situation here, and after seeing the students coming in, he turned his head and nodded slightly, saying hello.

On Zhuang Qifeng's side, his attention was completely on the chessboard, and he didn't notice everything that was happening around him.

I saw Zhuang Qifeng holding his chin in one hand, frowning and thinking.

After a long time, Zhuang Qifeng seemed to comprehend something, furrowed his brows, stood up and bowed to Long Zun.

"Thank you Senior Long for playing a game of chess with me, I have gained a lot today. ”

After Zhuang Qifeng said this, the students watching from the side were stunned.

"Coaching?"

"What's the situation?"

"That's an exaggeration!"

"I must be dreaming, you pinch me......"

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