Wang Buregret finally exhausted all his strength, and only picked up the cannon.

Until the moment he closed his eyes, the cannon in his hand never fell.

I don't know what the king started with when he didn't regret the last game of chess, and what ended with it?

Yang Zheng thinks it should be the first shot.

Just like Lao Zhou said, the life of every ordinary person is as strong as the head cannon, and it is also full of indomitable courage like the head cannon.

……

Wang Buregret left Yang Zheng a chess book.

This chess book has accompanied Wang Buregret for 56 years, this chess book is called "The Secret of Orange", which is a chess book that is a bit bad in the chess world.

He's not an antique, and he's not worth a fortune.

Therefore, Wang Buregret's son was very generous and gave Yang Zheng the chess game.

He also said that he was very grateful to Yang Zheng, because at least at the last moment of his life, the old man of his family was still playing chess, the most beloved chess of his life.

He said it sincerely, but there was no sincerity in his eyes.

Yang Zheng was also accustomed to these polite words, he took the chess game, stroked the already blurred chess book, and thanked him.

This half year has been like a dream.

Although Yang Zheng still said that he wanted to be an iron-clad person, the past half a year has told him that people must learn to change, learn to adapt, and learn to compromise appropriately.

This compromise is more about understanding and understanding others.

Otherwise, the so-called living iron bones will only become full of thorns in the end.

Under the light, Yang Zheng stroked the book "The Secret of the Orange", and he recalled the month and a half that he and Wang did not regret getting along. He seems to understand again, in fact, the so-called life is most likely plain and glorious.

He turned the first page of the orange secret, and the title page on it was so blurred that he couldn't read the original print. But on the title page, there is written the name of the king who does not regret it.

There are also some naughty writings that the king is destined to have no regrets for the rest of his life.

He looked at the nine big words, and he turned the second page.

The mutilated number of pages is written that it is useless for the king to regret it.

This made him can't help but skip the chess game and turn it back, and gradually, the king who once swore that he would never regret it slowly began to regret it.

Until the last page, the seven big words of the strong and powerful Wang No Regrets in Life run through this book and the life of the old man who passed away.

People will regret it after all.

But no matter how much you regret it, at the end of your life, you will still let go.

Yang Zheng seems to understand this truth, and even more seems to have thoroughly understood that when his father passed away that year, the iron bones in his mouth did not make him iron and strong in the world, but in life, no matter how many times he was knocked down, he had the courage to stand up again.

He may have realized it too late, and if he had realized it a few years ago, he would probably have taken a path that is contrary to chess. However, it is not too late to realize.

After all, in the past six months, he has met all kinds of people, and he has also seen the rising sun, the scorching sun, and the final sunset of chess.

Chess, in the final analysis, is still a life documentary, and he will show a different life because of different playing methods.

But the outcome of chess and life is the same.

It was all after the sonorous and powerful general that he showed a smile of no regrets or relief.

……

March should be the most beautiful month of the year.

Because she is not only the spring after winter, but also the tomorrow of the recovery of all things.

Although she does not have the illusion of early winter, the indifference of cold winter, or the sadness of late winter, she can bring infinite reverie to people.

People in their sleep are woken up by magpies announcing the good news outside their windows.

They struggled and reluctantly got up from the warm bed, and they also went into the bathroom to wash in pain and discomfort.

When they walked out of the room, the struggle, reluctance, pain, and discomfort all turned into a yearning for the future.

Tomorrow will be better, no, it should be said that today will be better.

They smiled and cheered themselves up, and started their new work full of energy.

Yang Zheng got up very early, he was almost the first to come to the chess club, and greeted the familiar and unfamiliar teachers, staff and students of the chess club with a smile.

After a cold winter, he finally changed his mind.

He had finally come to terms with the world that had not been perfect in his eyes.

Today is the enrollment day again, and there is a pretty figure in the familiar figure of the bull head and horse.

She is Wang Qi, and unlike the group of chess nerds who are not good at lying and selling, she is very good at talking and making promises.

Coupled with the rank of chess nerds and the income from beautification, the number of students enrolled in the chess club actually exceeds that of the elite Go club on the side.

After all, the chess in Wang Qi's mouth is more of a shortcut.

A shortcut to becoming an athlete.

This shortcut does not require too exaggerated competition or too much hard practice, all he needs is for the parents to pay for it and the students to learn chess.

If Wang Buregret was still alive, he would have felt that this chess club was no different from a liar.

But times are different, and those who can speak beautiful words will always live more brilliantly than those who can't.

However, in Wang Qi's seemingly brilliant admissions, there were still a few disappointing episodes.

That is, among the students she taught, several of them applied to withdraw from the class under the leadership of their parents.

She was a little curious, after all, the price of a class of fifty yuan was not too high, but when she saw a leaflet from another chess club held by a student's parent.

She suddenly realized that spring is not only the beginning of the recovery of all things, but also a race full of dangers and opportunities.

She silently asked Wang Fugui, who was also the second speaker in the chess room, to take charge of enrollment instead of her, and then she pulled Yang Zheng to find the address of the leaflet.

She wanted to see what kind of ecstasy the newly opened chess club had used to make her students choose them at the same price.

She also wanted to see how much ability and courage this chess club, which was claimed to be intelligent and new in the leaflet, had the ability and courage to challenge the Huajia Chess Club.

Does he know that the boss behind the Huajia Chess Club is the first person in chess and Go.

Does he know that even the most advanced chess artificial intelligence in foreign countries can't win the flower game when playing slow chess.