Fast doesn't necessarily win slow, and slow doesn't necessarily lose fast.

Although the world always says that you have to adapt to this era, otherwise you will be eliminated by the times. But it seems that more than ten years ago, Yang Zheng remembered that the times can also change because of you.

Does everyone have to adapt to the times? Do you really want everyone in this world to cater to the so-called not to be eliminated and do things they don't like to do?

Although Yang Zheng understands how the word reality is written, and he has written the word "reality" countless times when he was in school, he is unwilling to compromise on reality, at least he wants to live well before the age of thirty.

He doesn't have a lot of good points, and he just can type a few lines of code. He didn't know how to live well. It wasn't until he met the chess game that he had abandoned that he understood that to live well is to live hard. As long as people live, as long as they work hard every day. Then he is alive and well.

So Yang Zheng began to play every game of his game, he did not humiliate his opponent once, but he respected his opponent very much. Even if his opponent is just like now, a few netizens who have never known each other, he still typed out the word thank you on the public screen as always.

Some people think that he is mocking his opponent by typing the word thank you.

Some people also felt that he was using the word thank you to humiliate the opponents on the other side who wanted him to play rapid chess.

But only his opponent understands that these two words of him are just like his original meaning, which means gratitude, gratitude.

I don't know what's going on in the world, and even the word journalists and word scholars who have always brought hope and energy to people will deliberately misunderstand the original meaning of words. But no matter what the world becomes, Yang Zheng will use his chess and his efforts to live to change the world as he saw more than ten years ago.

He knew that he shouldn't be able to change the whole big world in the end, but he knew that as long as he changed the small world he was in, that is, the chess world in front of him. Then he is destined to become a butterfly that changes the world one day in the future.

He hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to challenge his ceiling again and re-round against three random chess masters.

But this time, Yang Zheng's decision was clearly stupid. Because no one wants to let anyone who wants to change the rules appear in a world that he has already divided into and has countless rules. Even if it's virtual, the word rule is always a rule.

This time, there was an opponent opposite Yang Zheng whose ID was all garbled characters, and this opponent was silent, and his avatar didn't look amazing. Even his win rate is sparse and normal 40%, but his composure in his grip and his pressing steps when he falls make the players who watch the game think that he is definitely a real master.

He is indeed a master, because his real rank is a diamond, and he himself has won two consecutive amateur chess tournaments in his city. He is also a master of this software's "hand-picking", specializing in killing those users who do not abide by the rules.

His chess strength is at least a first-class chess player, and if he plays rapid chess, his strength can barely reach the level of a master.

He has also seen several games of what kind of little fairy this ID is, and he vaguely judged that the opponent's strength is a second-level chess player. But as a "master of Ouchi", he naturally has his own prudence. Not only did he play on his own, but he also brought in two good players to besiege the streak holder.

He is also quite clever and cooperative, allowing his two helpers to disrupt the rhythm of his opponent's chess game, one fast and one slow, so that he can focus most of his attention on the game against him.

He knows the rhythm better, and he also knows how to use the rules. His chess is slow and then fast, and he does not forget to hold down the warning sound of the drop when he falls, which originally sounded childlike prompt sound, but under his frequent operation, it was like a horn that kept barking, so that the opposite "little fairy" finally entered the field of rapid chess that belonged to him.

Although his "noise interference" behavior is really a bit disgraceful. But the onlookers didn't blame too much. Their eyes were full of anticipation, expecting the defeat of this invincible "little fairy".

Yang Zheng was very uncomfortable, because even if he turned up the volume to a minimum, the distractions on the other side would turn into a cartoon image on his computer screen. But fortunately, he used a computer instead of a mobile phone, and he could barely see the chess moves of the opponent.

Although he was uncomfortable, he did not blame his opponent for disrupting his concentration in this way. Because it's a rule-based behavior, he can counter his opponent in this way if he wants to.

But Yang Zheng was unwilling, the corners of his mouth showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, this smile was like the smile that a child looking forward to a certain toy had when he finally saw his parents agree and buy it back. It is splendid and full of novelty.

He involuntarily turned the sound back to the original frequency, and he resisted the harsh noise, and in a trance, he seemed to have entered a mysterious world.

In that world, he actually became an old man in white, holding a chess piece in his hand, playing against an invisible opponent by the waterfall.

The opponent is very strong, and every time he falls, he can disrupt the old man's thoughts,

The sound of the waterfall is very noisy, and the sound of the endless water is like a ruthless big hand urging the old man to fall quickly.

The old man panicked because he couldn't see his opponent, and he didn't know when the waterfall behind him would stop urging.

But he still insists on finishing this game of chess, because in his eyes, this game of chess is probably his own explanation of his life.

However, does life really need to be explained?

What does everyone explain to their own lives?

Suddenly, the old man seemed to hear the sound of stones falling upstream from the noisy sound of the waterfall.

Although it was only an insignificant plopping sound, this insignificance made the old man look at the waterfall that made countless people feel frightened without saying a word.

"It's your turn." The invisible opponent on the opposite side looked at the old man who had not fallen for a long time, and there was some impatience in his tone.

"It's my turn." The old man lowered his head, he looked at the game of chess, and he dropped a piece at random. Then he walked up to the waterfall and looked at the waterfall that had not changed in any way and he suddenly burst out laughing.

Because, he saw his own reflection in the waterfall.

That face is not a gray-haired old man, but himself who has always wanted to change the world.

He shook his head and walked back to the chessboard.

The waterfall behind him seemed to be much quieter at this time.

He picked up the chess pieces and dropped step by step.

It's like an insignificant stone behind him, fluttering and fluttering to continue to block the waves.