When a bright new star lights up, the old stars will eventually come to an end.

When Pengfei won the game.

People seem to have forgotten Wang Buregret, only Peng Fei.

But Yang Zheng did not forget.

He knew the address of Wang Buregret's hospitalization from Lao Zhou, and he was the most diligent person to visit Wang Buregret.

Wang Buregret was a little surprised, because after he fell seriously ill, his former friends, apprentices and relatives only came to visit him politely a few times.

They were also polite, wishing him a speedy recovery.

Cancer, as the most terrible disease, has long lost its miracle.

Perhaps, in the eyes of adults, miracles are simply impossible.

Wang Buregret also did not believe in miracles, so after he was diagnosed, he made a will and donated most of his property to the state and the Chess Association.

He is almost poor now, and almost, he has now lost the value of the chess king and his life.

But he looked at the sincere light in Yang Zheng's eyes, and he suddenly felt as if he had value again.

……

Yang Zheng's father also walked with cancer, and he walked very painfully, and everyone only found out that the mental pain far exceeded the physical pain a few seconds before his death.

Yang Zheng's father has two mental pains, one is his humble life, his father is not successful in this life, because he lives too carefully, has no momentum, and has no impulsiveness.

Such a mediocre life, but not mediocre, replaced his son with an old house that can shelter from the wind and rain.

This mediocre and non-mediocre life may be Yang Zheng's father who held Yang Zheng's hand at the last moment, wanting him to get ahead and be an adult who is different from himself.

Or maybe in his eyes, there is a high probability that people live for a house.

This heavy house makes people look less like people.

However, he has used his life to let the child have a house, so he can calmly let the child be a real person.

However, compared to this pain, the most painful thing for him is that he has not become the person his father wants him to be for the sake of the house in his life.

Yang Zheng's father actually plays chess. The reason why his father's father left the kitchen knife with his father was only because he believed that his child could become a chess master.

But life has always given chess a lot of cloaks.

For example, playthings are demoralized, such as vulgar, and useless.

In order to avoid these coats, Yang Zheng's father did not hold chess to teach Yang Zheng to play chess until the last half of his life.

But Yang Zheng's father did not let Yang Zheng become a chess master, because he wanted his father's dream to die in his hands.

I also want to give the ethereal story an unperfect ending.

But by mistake, Yang Zheng fell in love with chess after taking care of his father for half a year.

After all, the father on the chessboard is the father he has never met.

He is a good father with a strong backbone.

……

The king can still play chess without regrets.

It's just that every day the doctor only allows him to play a game of chess.

This made Wang Buregret couldn't help complaining, he said, people, even if you pee your pants when you are born, you will not feel ashamed in the eyes of adults, but when you are about to come to the end of your life, you have to restrain and your cheeks will become more and thicker.

Although Wang did not regret it, because of the pain, the logic of his speech became a little incomprehensible.

But Yang Zheng also understood.

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Wang Buregret's words this time, he just silently picked up the chess pieces and put them down.

Wang Buregret is different in the ward and on the stage.

He cherishes the opportunity to play a game of chess every day, and he regrets many moves in each game, and even regrets that some of the moves he made on purpose.

He wanted to use regret to continue the game.

But he didn't want to regret it and continue his life.

He was calm outside the chessboard,

In the chessboard, it is never a relief.

Wang Buregret's chess regressed greatly ten years ago, but in a game of chess every day, Yang Zheng found that Wang Buregret was improving every day, and he must soon be able to return to the peak ten years ago.

After a game of chess, Yang Zheng leaned back in his chair and looked at himself when he was completely lost by "Shifting Shapes", he said unconsciously: "I watched a chess movie some time ago. ”

"Oh, which chess movie? Chess King or Kanto Chess King? ”

"It's the Kanto chess king. Is the prototype of the protagonist Lao Zhou? ”

"Of course not, the prototype of that movie is several characters." Wang Buregret should know the inside story, he dragged his chin and said slyly, and he didn't know if what he said was true or false.

"What do you think of that movie?"

"The chess game in it alone is full of loopholes and untrue. But in terms of the spirit conveyed by the movie, as well as the background of the times and the plot of the movie, it is remarkable. ”

"After all, since ancient times, we Chinese people have valued harmony. If there is too much harmony, it will naturally be felt weak and bullied by other countries. ”

"Well, Lao Zhou also said it, and he also told me about the spirit of the first cannon."

"Lao Zhou is sure, his mother died because of harmony. What he hates most is always harmony. ”

"I see, do you know what the dream is?"

"Of course it's clear, for our generation of old chess players, dreaming of a magic machine is a divine book."

"Because, although there are not many profound chess scores in the dream of entering the gods, each of his scores is a person's life."

"Do you know the king of chess? He is the most tricky of the five chess kings. I heard that his chess was comprehended in the two fragments of the dream machine. ”

"However, when I searched for dreams on the Internet, they were just ordinary chess games."

"Haha, can you still believe things on the Internet? The dream into the magic machine on the Internet is also said by many people to be a Go game! ”

"I see......"

"When you really live an ordinary life, you can understand the true power of dreaming into the magic machine."

The king laughed again.

"If you are really interested in dreaming into the divine machine, it is better to read all the remnants on the market, most of them have the shadow of dreaming into the divine machine."

"However, dreaming of the magic machine is dead after all."

"Chess is always alive."

"Dead chess, even if you play it thousands of times, you can't win a live chess in the end."

……

"If you want to beat everybody, you have to go and win the computer."

In a chess room, a middle-aged man with glasses looked at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in front of him and said seriously.

"But... Computers are dead, people are alive. ”

"Even if you win the computer, how can you win the living person."

The young man was a little puzzled, he looked at the cold computer and slowly spit out the questions in his heart.

"Who says computers are dead? Isn't artificial intelligence alive? The middle-aged man stared at his elaborate software on the computer, and he said slowly: "The era of the human brain is over. ”

"It's the era of artificial intelligence in the future!"