"Then how many sons are you going to give up with him now?" Liu Wenxiong asked--The important thing is not the past, but the present, no matter how good the performance of the past is, it is only a reference, and there is nothing more meaningful than the present for what has not yet happened. "Three sons." Yuan Lang raised his right hand and stretched out three fingers. "Three sons?!" The father and son of the Liu family were extremely shocked, because the two of them have not yet broken through Yuan Lang's seven-son pass - Go is easy to learn and difficult to master, the initial easy, the deeper it goes, the more difficult it is, from letting the sixteenth son to the ninth son, it may only take one or two months, and from the ninth son to the eighth son, it may take two or three months, and most people can't pass the fourth pass of the national player in chess for a lifetime. Naturally, it is clear how difficult it is to reduce each son after starting with nine sons. No wonder I just said that because Tan Xiaotian will participate in the Go competition at the end of the year, the other contestants should not think about the championship anymore, this gap is too great. "Actually, the third son is also very reluctant. If you can win, then you also have a chance to win when you play pairs, although the chance is very small, and yesterday, he has already won a game, and I have set the rules with him, and if I continue to do so, he will be able to share the lead with me before the end of the Go tournament. Perhaps he felt that the blow to Mrs. Liu's dream of becoming a champion was not enough, Yuan Lang continued. The father and son of the Liu family looked at each other - in their minds, Yuan Lang was already the number one Go master in Meilong Town, and the only one who could compete with him was Teacher Su Quansu of Wanjuanlou, and Tan Xiaotian, that small, big-eyed, six-year-old child was likely to be able to compete with masters like Yuan Lang and Su Quan on the chess table by the end of this year. "Congratulations, this good apprentice, Mr. Yuan, I'm afraid you often wake up happily in your dreams, right?" Old lady Liu said with a smile - maybe Yuan Lang's words are exaggerated, but even if there is an exaggeration, Tan Xiaotian's performance in Go is definitely not trivial, and the champion of the Go competition at the end of the year must be hopeless, fortunately, he has passed the age of competitiveness, and if he wants to participate in the competition, he is just trying to be lively, and find something to do for himself. An old man like him prefers to see the younger generations show their faces, Tan Xiaotian lives in Meilong Town, he is a person from Meilong Town, Tan Xiaotian is promising, Meilong Town can also follow the light, as a member of the townspeople of Meilong Town, he will also feel proud. "Hehe, old lady, you're only half right." Shaking his head, Yuan Lang said with a smile.

"Half? Aren't you satisfied with receiving such a smart student? "Old lady Liu asked puzzled-Confucius has three thousand disciples, and there are only seventy-two sages, in other words, it is easy to accept disciples, but it is difficult to become talents, and the success rate of the students taught by Confucius is less than three percent, in a small town like Meilong Town, Yuan Lang can teach a student who has become a great talent, is his luck not good enough?" Hehe, I'll tell you the truth, I'm half happy and half worried about accepting such a student. Yuan Lang smiled bitterly. Belch? Don't talk about being happy, why worry? Liu Wenxiong asked strangely - he had also heard that the situation in Tan Xiaotian's family was not good, and he relied on his aunt to make a living by washing and sewing people at the Yuelai Inn, not to mention the tuition fees, and even the cost of books had to be made up, such a family background, it would be a big problem to enter Beijing to gain fame in the future, but then again, since the child is so good, and he already knows it, then for the purpose of making a name for Meilong Town, what is it to help this child by paying for it? For people like him, anything that money can solve is not a problem. "Alas, when I was studying at Xilin Academy, the school supervisor often said that 'if you want to teach students a drop of water, you must first have a bucket of water', I didn't have any special feelings about this sentence before, but now, I really realized the truth - the students are too good, and the teacher's knowledge is not enough." Yuan Lang shook his head and sighed self-deprecatingly. "Wouldn't it? Teacher Yuan, you are rich and rich, no matter how smart Tan Xiaotian is, it won't make you feel like Jiang Lang is exhausted so soon, right? Liu Wenxiong was surprised, with the feeling of his relationship with Yuan Lang, this is a high-minded and somewhat arrogant and conceited person, although he is not like Li Bai who plays the sword and sings after being drunk, and sighs that he has never met a literati, compared to the cynicism of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, but it is not too much, such a person will give birth to such a powerless sigh, it is really surprising. Hehe, if you are referring to poetry and songs, the Four Books and Five Classics, calligraphy and painting, I am a little confident, after all, there are some things that need to be experienced in life to understand, but Go, alas, let's put it this way, I have already taught him almost everything I know, and after that, I really don't know what else to teach him. Think about it, at his current rate of progress, no more than three months at most, his chess skills will definitely surpass me, and at that time, it is no longer a question of whether I can make him a few pieces, but whether he wants to make me play in turn. Although it is said that 'the disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, and the teacher does not have to be better than the disciple', but when the time comes, isn't it me, the teacher, who hinders the improvement of his chess skills? Yuan Lang said. It turns out that this is the case, Mr. Yuan is anxious about what people are anxious about, thinks about what people think, can be called a teacher, and it is actually his luck to meet a good teacher like you every day. Understanding Yuan Lang's worries, Liu Wenxiong sighed in his heart - many people run private schools just as a way to make a living, thinking about how to charge more students, charge more tuition, or seek fame and profit, hoping that some of the students they teach will soar and become prosperous, and they can also glorify their ancestors, gain fame and fortune, and there are a few people like Yuan Lang who sincerely think about their own students, and worry about whether they will delay the development of students because of their own lack of ability, which is actually not the love of master and apprentice, it is completely the heart of parents, Maybe it's because of this, although Su Quan may not lose to Yuan Lang in terms of knowledge, but Yuan Lang is the best teacher in the hearts of most townspeople.