Anyone who succeeds should learn Go, this is what Zhao Huchen's grandfather said on the first day he taught Zhao Huchen Go.

Song Baochan, who was angered by Zhao Huchen's few words, had no reason not to be angry, but he didn't show this anger, he already planned to make Zhao Huchen lose ugly, and he was confident that he could control the whole game from layout to conclusion in his own calculations, as for the opponent in front of him, in Song Baochan's opinion, a poor boy who climbed out of the mountains may have a few hands of hunting and archery, but he really won't have much free time to learn Go.

If he knew that Zhao Huchen had the experience of setting traps while thinking about defeat with his grandfather, then maybe he wouldn't think so.

The two who did not talk to each other sat opposite each other, in the middle was the chessboard they had just brought, their hands moved almost at the same time, twisting up a chess piece in the chess box, and the sensitive Song Baochan immediately noticed the sudden change in Zhao Huchen.

Twisting up a chess piece, his heart was calm and waveless, and all kinds of thoughts slowly faded, this kind of perverted environmental adaptability and psychological adjustment ability made Zhao Huchen come out alive in the deep mountains and old forests countless times.

"Who's going first?" Song Baochan raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhao Huchen, he was very unaccustomed to the temperament of this little-known kid that he had only encountered in a limited number of elders, and his tone was naturally not good.

"Whatever." Zhao Huchen said lightly, in fact, Zhao Huchen, who is not obsessed with black or white, has forced himself to adapt to the first or second hand from the beginning, although anyone who has played Go knows that the first hand has an advantage, but in Zhao Huchen's view, this innate "grabbed" advantage itself is a kind of weakness.

"You're black. If you're interested in letting me play the second game, rotate. Song Baochan snorted lightly in his nose and said lightly.

Zhao Huchen smiled slightly, did not refuse, the sunspot in his hand did not hesitate, and took root with a snap.

In the face of Song Baochan, a guy who seems to be unkind at the moment, although Zhao Huchen is arrogant and arrogant, he has not made such a gorgeous but dangerous start as Tianyuan for the first time, and the decent layout is unhurried, and he doesn't seem to put the aggressive white characters on the opposite side in his eyes at all.

The speed of the two of them playing chess is very fast, outsiders are easy to be dazzled when they stand next to them, Jiang Shiyi is not proficient in this way but he has dabbled in it, even if he is an expert, he can also see some of the doorways on this chessboard, and the imaginary scene of the two racking their brains and carefully playing the game did not appear, but the situation of their respective layouts seemed a little weird and embarrassing, this is still full of gunsmoke and belligerent Go?

The Zhenlong chess game in Tianlong Babu tells us a very simple truth, outsiders look at chess in terms of mentality and vision are completely different from insiders.

For example, at this time, Song Baochan, after the initial carelessness, he gradually discovered that Zhao Huchen's seemingly mediocre layout was actually hidden step by step, and his own drowning and sealing layout was gradually corroded under this kind of warm and boiling water-like sunspot layout, although it was not to the point of loopholes, but it was too early now, the first fifty hands still made Song Baochan feel the pressure, and the back was not easy to expect.

With the deepening of the layout and the increase of the exchange of hands, the speed of the two sides has decreased significantly, and they finally have a little bit of caution and solemnity when they play the game, and at this time, Jiang Shiyi also has time to think, and gradually became surprised.

Song Baochan's layout is very atmospheric and very famous, and is not confined to the white characters of local gains and losses, and is more inclined to control and dominate the overall situation, so far, although the threat of sunspots cannot be ignored, but I have to admit that the rhythm of the real chessboard is mastered by white characters.

As for the sunspot Jiang Shiyi frowned, his level was the lowest among the three, and he really couldn't understand what Zhao Huchen was thinking.

Go has always paid attention to a gold and silver side stone belly, which is said to be a strategic important surname for the "marginalization" of the chessboard, and Go is always a high-IQ game that pays attention to strategy and macro mastery, but the current performance of the sunspot is really a little weird, it seems that the sunspot who took the initiative to give up the big plate and wrestle with the white son is more concerned about some parts that are half given up by the white son, and every part of the soldier bee handover will cause the sunspot to fight like a desperate fight, And the chess game that should have been clear and clean and thorough was also caught in a kind of illusion of smoke and wolf smoke everywhere because of the excessive nonsense of the sunspot, and it is not appropriate to say that it is an illusion, and the bloody chess game is indeed scheming, and in the overall situation, out of a conservative defensive strategy, the sunspot is almost desperate in the local war, rushing fiercely, causing annoying damage to the layout of the white son, and also losing his countless cadres.

Wound the enemy by 1,000 and self-damage by 800? Could it be that Kuroko wants to exchange his life for his life? Jiang Shiyi frowned and considered.

After pondering for a while, Jiang Shiyi suddenly understood that this product was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he was fishing in troubled waters at all!

Glancing at several crucial key positions on the chessboard, sure enough, the star position guards the corner, and the next thing is the flying horn robbery, although according to the usual chess theory, there is a danger of being greedy and thin, but if the black man puts white and builds a thick hand, it is basically a business that makes money and does not lose money. And this is just a partial situation, looking at the overall situation, jumping out of the smoke deliberately created by the sunspots, the reason why the sunspots are like mad dogs tearing and biting everywhere is to completely penetrate and corrode the layout network built by the whites, the sparks can start the prairie fires, and the local involvement of one or two may not affect the overall direction, but once this kind of sparks are connected and successfully deepened, it will directly have a fatal impact on the layout of the first fifty hands of the whites!

Giving up the advantage of the market in the early stage is only for the mid-term bottom of the kettle, this guy really dares to bet! Jiang Shiyi narrowed his eyes, and looked at Zhao Huchen, who was silent with his head bowed and eyebrows, and his eyes were a little more vigilant.

Song Baochan's brows furrowed deeper, of course he knew what Jiang Shiyi could see, but he had almost never encountered this kind of wild way, cunning and insidious, deceitful and charming, this was Song Baochan's evaluation of Zhao Huchen at this time.

Although a little surprised and flustered, but after all, the strong chess power and the advantage of the overall situation are there, after the initial hurry, gradually adapted to Zhao Huchen's chess style, Song Baochan is even more cautious, walking on thin ice, a few hands of chess down, in this season sweaty Song Baochan finally came to the conclusion that he still won a glance for the end of the conclusion, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But, fate played another joke on him.

Song Baochan discovered a fatal mistake.

Mistakes made from the start.

That is, from the very beginning, he used the most orthodox way to deal with the wild road that he had never seen before, whether it was the layout or the fight, it was unheard of, and Song Baochan, who had hidden mysteries at almost every step, gradually discovered that the sunspot had brought his white son into an unavoidable circle!

A long time ago, a man named Kuwabara Michitsu himself once published a book called "The Theory of Go Fayang", which is regarded as the highest treasure book in the global Go world, and there is a classic example of life and death. This case, which was cracked and deepened by countless people, was later deepened by a European to the powerful realm of the seventeenth son, who still can't live two eyes, until today, many people think that the seventeenth son may be the limit, but there is a rumor on the Chinese Internet that the record has been raised to the eighteenth son can not live two eyes.

And now, Song Baochan found himself in such an embarrassing situation.

Fifteenth son.

Didn't live.

Song Baochan thought about this hand for ten minutes, and finally could only choose to eat sunspots and give up, although it seemed that he did not lose much, but the advantage in the market was wiped out because of this abandonment.

In fact, from this time on, Song Baochan had the consciousness of failure.

Sure enough, the curtain finally ended, and Kuroko narrowly won with half an eye, which was both a narrow victory and a tragic victory.

Song Baochan dropped the chess pieces, and found that his palms were already sweaty, and he took a deep breath and raised his head from the chessboard, forcing himself to calm down the turbulent waves in his heart. It's not that he hasn't lost, in fact, although he claims to have the strength to challenge the nine dans, his few challenging nine dan records are more losses and fewer wins, but he rarely loses so aggrieved, in his opinion, this defeat is completely unforgivable and unforgivable, because he could have avoided the embarrassing situation of being dragged into the all-manchurian war by Kuroko.

"Next round." Song Baochan spit out two words, his eyes stared at Zhao Huchen, he was confident that he would be able to avoid many mistakes by giving him another chance to adapt to Zhao Huchen's chess style!

Putting down the chess pieces, Zhao Huchen smiled slightly, he had no joy of victory and no happiness for the rest of his life after the narrow victory, he just threw out a sentence plainly: "Let you have a few pieces?" ”

Jiang Shiyi smiled bitterly, even if he thought that he was slightly adapted to Zhao Huchen's style of acting, he was a little unaccustomed to seeing this guy's unforgiving, his eyes slanted to Song Baochan, but Jiang Shiyi was surprised to find that this friend was far less angry than when he first heard this harsh sentence.

"No, you don't." Faced with the same question, Song Baochan gave an unexpectedly the same answer.

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