221 National Elephant Grandmasters

Zhao Ya sang a song in Russian, and although Zhao Guanguan couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics, the melodious melody accompanied by the unique customs and architecture of Russia outside made him deeply intoxicated.

A few months ago, my daughter's singing voice was a mess and unbearable, but now she can even sing Russian songs so beautifully and movingly, it is really a huge change, it can be called a world of difference.

Of course, although Zhao Guanguan can't hear the flaws in his daughter's singing, he knows that his daughter's singing level is not too good, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

"Dad, have you heard this song?" Zhao Ya asked after singing.

"No, but the melody is familiar." Zhao Guanguan nodded.

"This is my adaptation of the evening outside Moscow, which is called the morning in Moscow." Zhao Ya smiled: "The melody still retains some of the characteristics of the original song, but the content of the whole song is completely different. ”

"Ah, Xiaoya, can you still adapt songs?" Zhao Guanguan asked in surprise.

"Dad, it's much easier to adapt a song than to create it independently, and of course, it's very difficult to surpass the original after adaptation." Zhao Ya explained: "Most of the classic old Russian songs are about love, life and death, war sorrow, I don't like it very much, this time I came to Russia, I want to change my view of this country." ”

"Dad, adapting this classic song is just my casual move, just listen to it, it will be laughable and generous when it is passed out."

"Hehe, you sing very well, it has a strong Russian original, I thought it was a Russian original." Zhao Guanguan is very happy, the more capable his daughter is, the stronger his pride.

This time, my daughter is a world master who has come to sweep the national elephant world, and he is a witness.

Just when Zhao Ya's father and daughter rushed to the arena, many people on the competition venue were talking about Zhao Ya.

"Zhao Ya, the female chess god in the Go world, also came to participate this time." A burly middle-aged man with a hooked nose was sitting in a chair and talking to a young boy next to him.

"Teacher, I know this Zhao Ya, she is really a legend, but she is a Go player, isn't it a little strange that she came to participate in the National Elephant Masters." The boy had blonde hair and brilliant blue eyes.

"Laws, don't think she's just a Go player, Master William Mousse has been killed by her, your strongest opponent to win the championship this time should be her." The hook-nosed middle-aged man said with a serious expression.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely take it seriously." Rouse smiled confidently, he is a rare prodigy in the national elephant world, he won the title of national elephant grandmaster at the age of fourteen, and is currently ranked third in the world, this time he is here to win the championship.

In front of the twenty-fourth stage of the arena, a middle-aged man with a full beard, wearing casual clothes, and holding a black pipe in his hand leaned lazily on his seat.

Behind him, a handsome young man in his twenties stood with his hands in his hands.

"Scarle, the Zhao Ya you fought against this time is not an ordinary person." The bearded man took a puff of his pipe as he spoke, and instead of exhaling it, he inhaled it deeply into his lungs, and after a moment he slowly exhaled some of it.

"Father, no matter who the opponent is this time, I will win him." The handsome young man was expressionless, like an iron-blooded soldier, with short black hair and a pair of shining black eyes, full of Xiao Killing's chill.

"Yes, Scarle, your goal is to be the champion, and this is the stage for you to take off." The bearded man nodded, got up from his seat, then walked up to the young man and patted him on the shoulder, "You have to let Zhao Ya in the Go world know that our national elephant world is not easy to mess with, and the most important thing is not to let women win men!" ”

"I'll do it." The young man's cold eyes flashed slightly, and then he sat directly on the seat.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Ya came to the arena and couldn't help but be slightly stunned when she saw her opponent Scarle.

Because in her impression, the masters of the national elephant are generally middle-aged, and this time she saw a handsome young man with a hateful gaze, which made Zhao Ya a little surprised.

But it was just a momentary accident, whether the opponent was an old man or a child, Zhao Ya would not mind.

Zhao Ya sat in her position and looked at Scarley, who had been tense since they met, and she had no interest in talking.

When the referee announced the start of the game, Zhao Ya took the lead in white.

Each round of the tournament lasted three hours, with one and a half hours per person, and it was an absolute slow chess game for the international community.

The quality of slow chess will be very high, but for Zhao Ya, this kind of slow chess will become very difficult to win, as long as the opponent does not make mistakes, a draw will be the final outcome of most slow chess.

Of course, if Zhao Ya takes the lead in white, the opponent will have no chance to draw.

This Scarle is extremely calculating, much higher than William Mousse who Zhao Ya used to make a move, and his attitude towards the game is extremely correct, Zhao Ya deliberately exposed flaws several times, and her plan to deceive the other party fell through.

But as time went by, Zhao Ya's time advantage became more and more obvious, Zhao Ya shared less than five minutes, and Scarle used up almost an hour.

At this time, the chess game was still unclear, and the two only exchanged one horse. Zhao Ya deliberately steers the game in an intricate direction so that she can win more easily.

Beads of sweat were already oozing from Sculle's forehead, and this time the match was far more than he could have imagined.

Zhao Ya's seemingly casual moves have hidden deep traps, if he hadn't taken it seriously, I'm afraid he would have been killed by the other party a long time ago.

But the backwardness of time made him nervous, he had heard of Zhao Ya's name, but he did not believe that Zhao Ya's myth in the Go world could continue in the national elephant world.

After all, there is still a big difference between the two, and he has seen a professional Go player play the national elephant before, and that level is not worth mentioning at all.

But as soon as they fought, Scarle knew that Zhao Ya had been in control of the whole situation, and it was only now that he had a little chance to cause trouble for the other party.

He took a deep breath, his fingers gripping his black back, and the diagonal line shifted two squares.

This move is a trap, using the queen to force back the opponent's rook, and then cooperate with the double elephant bicycle to attack, this is just an illusion, the real conspiracy is the remaining horse, as long as the opponent is careless and not thoughtful, you can exchange an elephant for a rook and a horse.

Seeing Zhao Ya's next move, Scarle was slightly disappointed, although he had long expected that the other party would not be fooled, but he was still a little unwilling to see through his conspiracy easily when he saw the other party.

In the next few steps, he only had to defend honestly, waiting for the opponent to show his flaws.

However, he soon found that Zhao Ya had made a discarded move, which allowed him to push the line forward, and then the entire attack and defense would be reversed.

Of course, he was still worried that this was Zhao Ya's trap, so he thought about it seriously again, and found no problems, he exhaled lightly and pushed his soldiers forward.

After five moves, Scalle felt that he had the advantage and the initiative so that he could better set up the traps.

Fifteen steps later, Scarle succeeded in switching horses and carts, and the situation immediately became advantageous.

Twenty-five moves later, just when Scarle was absolutely sure that he could successfully checkmate the opponent, Zhao Ya made a move that he didn't consider, which made him instantly dumbfounded.

In fact, this move happened to be in Scalle's blind spot, and he could never have imagined that Zhao Ya would use a rook to change a horse to design a trap.

When he realized this, he felt a little chill in his back, looking at Zhao Ya with an hour and twenty minutes left, and his own time was only ten minutes, he suddenly felt that he and his opponent were not on the same level at all.