17 True and False
The sun will always set, and the morning sun will eventually rise.
Yang Zheng stepped on the southbound subway in the morning sun, and he was going to the center of the city to participate in the annual Xishan Chess Exhibition.
It was the first time for him to participate in the Xishan Chess Exhibition, and he heard that every time the Xishan Chess Exhibition was held, several professional chess players would sit in the seat and accept the challenge of amateur chess masters from all over the country.
I also heard that the Xishan Chess Exhibition in the past few years has produced many amateur and professional chess masters.
Among them, the most famous is known as the first master of the young generation, Dasheng Pengfei.
It was at that Xishan Chess Exhibition that he challenged the current chess master "Ghost Hand" Zhang Lao, and became famous.
I also heard that the current Great Sage Pengfei has already been promoted to the master rank, and he is also the second youngest chess master in China.
Originally, this year's Xishan Chess Exhibition was going to invite chess nerds who were also masters to come as special guests. But the chess nerd happened to have classes in the chess exhibition for a few days, so she recommended Yang Zheng, who had good chess skills in the school, to replace her.
Originally, the behind-the-scenes organizers of the Xishan Chess Exhibition were disdainful of Yang Zheng, who was recommended by chess nerds, but in the end, they heard that he was the amateur chess player who defeated the Internet celebrity Li Sansi some time ago, and they greeted each other with smiles.
The speed at which they changed their faces caught Yang Zheng a little off guard, and the professionalism of their face changes also made Yang Zheng understand that today's chess is probably at the most difficult moment.
Otherwise, how could they praise themselves as an insignificant little person, praise themselves for winning against those unscrupulous Internet celebrities who use chess to make money on the Internet, and praise the "wise" sounding recommendation of chess nerds.
In this way, Yang Zheng put on the coat of "anti-counterfeiting guard" given by the Xishan Chess Exhibition, walked from the south to the north, from the east to the west, and finally went around and walked to the center to participate in this chess exhibition that should not be in the center.
He also got up early in the morning crying and laughing, sitting on the subway that was never late, looking at the men and women, old people and children who were running around like him, he smiled helplessly bitterly.
He doesn't reject people, and he doesn't like to refute anything.
In the past twenty-nine years of life, most of his time has been dull, although he has also had a few highlight moments in a daze. But like now, carrying something that doesn't belong to him is the first time I've experienced it.
He understands very well that the chess nerds and the teachers in the chess club, who are also professional chess players, are a little disdainful of the Xishan Chess Exhibition.
Because, too many professional chess players look down on amateur chess players.
They will probably always only have opponents who are also professional chess players.
However, Yang Zheng was still naΓ―ve to think that he could probably be regarded as a friend of those professional chess players in the chess club.
After all, they are teaching themselves without reservation.
I am also willing to share with myself the perception of chess and the skills of playing against different opponents.
However, what the truth is, probably has never been important.
After all, Yang Zheng is just an insignificant little person.
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It's six o'clock in the morning, and there aren't many people on the subway, but it's packed.
Everyone is doing their own thing, what is their own business? It's probably like picking up your phone, looking at your screen, laughing or calmly ignoring everything outside the screen.
I don't know when everyone in this city can't do without their smartphones, and I don't know when even children who have just entered junior high school will stare at their smartphones on the subway.
What is a smartphone?
What's inside a smartphone?
When Yang Zheng habitually opened his smartphone, he suddenly discovered that his smartphone was filled with his own territory and his own world, and similarly, he was also pretending to be someone else's world.
The seductive online novels in smartphones, the long and short videos that can make people smile, and the irresistible games and social networking for many young people all let passengers follow the subway they are sitting in and drive deep underground.
It seems that using mobile phones to pass the time has long become the norm in society.
Everyone is accustomed to turning on their smartphones and enjoying everything that their smartphones bring in their free time.
Smartphones seem to have replaced books and life for a long time.
It has also become another life.
In its screen, Yang Zheng seemed to see a shrewd businessman.
Those shrewd businessmen smiled at Yang Zheng on the screen, and they said that Yang Zheng wanted Yang Zheng to open the app they designed and enjoy virtual happiness.
They also tried to persuade them, they said that there must be leisure in life, and that they had to pass the time as they said.
Otherwise, life has no meaning.
Before they could finish their words, a big hand pushed them away, and the big hand was colorful, and its owner was probably also colorful.
Because their owners are even smarter businessmen than the shrewd businessmen just now.
They are not satisfied with the persuasion of those "stupid" businessmen just now, they take their new products and say, don't listen to them, in my app, you can not only pass the time, but also learn.
Yang Zheng wiped his eyes, he looked at those scattered fragments that were not knowledge at all, and he wanted to say a little unnaturally, this can also be regarded as knowledge?
The businessmen pointed to the payment below and said with a smile, you can only learn knowledge if you pay.
Yang Zheng looked at the price below that was priced in the thousands, and he swallowed, because this price was completely unworthy of the knowledge they imparted.
The colorful businessman looked at Yang Zheng, who was hesitant, a little angry.
Because of his knowledge of the price, he can make Yang Zheng rich overnight.
They scolded Yang Zheng for his ignorance, and also scolded Yang Zheng for not knowing the "preciousness" of knowledge, and at this moment, a pair of big black hands stretched out again.
These big black hands are not only big and black, but his master's heart is even darker.
He looked at the group of merchants who were trembling when they saw him.
In front of Yang Zheng, he changed the knowledge with a price tag of tens of thousands to the word free.
But Yang Zheng didn't click on the knowledge that seemed to be very tempting because of the word free.
The black-hearted businessman looked at Yang Zheng with some doubts, and he asked Yang Zheng, why don't you want free things?
Yang Zheng said with a smile, because he knew that free things are often the most expensive.
The black-hearted businessman was a little unimpressed, and he said, what is more expensive than money?
Yang Zheng put his hand on the word free, he looked at the things he was struggling with, and he said, "These things are much more expensive than money." β
The black-hearted businessman greedily looked at the "privacy", "time", "morality", "values", "sense of justice", "outlook on life" and other things that were about to float away on Yang Zheng's body.
He asked with a dark face, "Are these things worth anything?" β
Yang Zheng smiled and asked, "If it's not valuable, what's the use of asking for it?" β
Under the surprised eyes of the black-hearted businessman, he turned off his mobile phone.
He looked at the subway coming out of the tunnel tunnel, and he said to himself: "If it is not valuable, then how can the school and parents spend more than ten years to help their students and children set up these seemingly worthless things?" β
"If it's really worthless, then how can there be a bright sky outside the subway?"