Yang Zheng lost, and he lost a winning streak that was worth a thousand gold in the eyes of others.

But he doesn't seem to be interested in winning or losing, and he doesn't know when he seems to have become indifferent to winning or losing on the chessboard. I don't know when his chess strength has been comparable to that of a first-class chess player or even an ordinary master.

The experience of learning chess in the past six months seems to have made him lose a lot of things while his chess strength has grown.

For example, the desire to win? Another example is the perception of every game of chess in the past.

Nowadays, professional chess players, or chess masters, almost no one cares about the perception inside and outside the chessboard. It's as if they've become cold, ruthless robots, and all that's left is winning or losing.

There is a high probability that they want to prove something, but the proof comes, the proof goes, but the original intention seems to have been changed beyond recognition by this increasingly incomprehensible world.

Yang Zheng finished today's work numbly, and Wang Qi on the side wanted to pull Yang Zheng to play a game of chess. But in the end, because of her mortal world, she cut off another mortal world that wanted to play with Yang Zheng.

……

Yang Zheng got off work too early today, and he wanted to go home directly when he walked on the road, but halfway through, he unconsciously walked into the familiar park.

Without Uncle Li's chess friends, they are still a little lonely.

They will be thinking about Uncle Li who is far away, and they will also bless Uncle Li in their hearts, and they will even tell Uncle Li on the chessboard that they are doing well now.

Although the chess players in this park are generally not very good at chess, and there are even many people who can't shake off the burden of "stinky chess baskets" in their lives, they play very happily.

Perhaps, most of men's happiness is so simple and pure.

The arrival of Yang Zheng did not disrupt the rhythm of chess players in the park.

For most chess players, they don't play chess with any strength, only rules. What are rules?

Probably nothing more than people with chessboards and chess pieces, they are the biggest in the park. They can win or lose two games in a row, but in the third game, they have to follow the rule of "the winner stays, the loser leaves" and give the board to the next person.

This wonderful rule is also the main reason why there is an endless stream of chess players in this park. Of course, rules can be broken. Especially when they see a chess player who has been playing chess for a long time suddenly appear behind them, there will always be many people who choose to give in with a smile and let that chess player go to the chessboard and play chess with the team against the winner.

This is probably what many people can't understand, men's friendship.

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Lao Zhang was the first chess friend to discover Yang Zheng's figure, as the owner of the chessboard, he warmly greeted Yang Zheng, who had not been seen for a long time, and he also took advantage of the situation to easily "revitalize" the chess face that was about to be checkmated.

"Thin monkey, don't go down, let Yang Zheng go down." Lao Zhang said with a smile, and he also pointed to Yang Zheng behind the thin monkey.

"There's really your old Zhang." The thin monkey naturally saw the little Jiujiu in Lao Zhang's heart, but he thought about it for a while and put down the chess pieces, and said indifferently: "This time, I saw Yang Zheng's face and took the initiative to admit defeat, next time you will not be so lucky." ”

Lao Zhang still stepped forward with a smile and pulled Yang Zheng to sit opposite him.

He pointed to the chaos on the table: "I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?" ”

Yang Zheng looked at the chaos on the table, and all he was thinking about was how he would use chess pieces to revitalize this game of chess if he was Lao Zhang. But when he broke free from this habitual thinking, he raised his head and found everyone's concerned eyes.

He suddenly felt that there should not only be winners and losers on the chessboard, but also something more important.

"If it's not going your way, change jobs! You're still young, unlike us men in our forties and fifties, you still have a future. Lao Zhang silently set up the chess pieces, and he said with a smile.

"The future? I'm almost thirty...," Yang Zheng replied with a struggle.

"What's wrong with thirty? Does every man have to stand at thirty? Or does every man have to start a family at the age of thirty? There are too many late-blooming men in this world, not to mention that there are 99% of men in this world, who are just unknown and ordinary men all their lives. Lao Zhang put on the head cannon he was most familiar with and said: "Man, to be honest, it's good to live a life without a sense of guilt." ”

"Worthy of your heart?" Yang Zheng jumped on the horse and pondered these four words repeatedly.

"Well, it's just worthy of the heart, the so-called heart, which also refers to what kind of person you want to be." Lao Zhang smiled shyly: "Just like I used to want to be a poet, but when I grew up, I realized that being a poet alone could not fill my stomach, so I became a chef later." But now, I've become the poet I wanted to be. ”

"Actually, what you want to be has nothing to do with what you are doing now. Because as long as you want to think beyond everything around you, you will naturally become who you want to be. ”

Lao Zhang dropped his chess pieces and put away his smile.

"So, you have to laugh and ask yourself what you want to be."

Yang Zheng didn't fall for a long time, he just lowered his head and looked at the chaos on the chessboard, and his mind was all blank.

It seems that he has always wanted to be what others want him to be, and he never seems to have seriously thought about what kind of person he should become.

Is it to become a man of iron? Yang Zheng moved the horse and asked himself.

Or do you want to become the person who fought desperately for the so-called "our ideals" in the mouth of the leader?

Lao Zhang looked at the thoughtful Yang Zheng, the chess pieces in his hand were not idle. Since losing to the Internet celebrity who can be on TV last time, Lao Zhang has also practiced his chess skills hard, at least now he has learned to "hide" and "kill".

However, he is obviously not good at learning. It is also obvious that his killing moves are hidden in the "soldiers" in his hands.

This is probably Lao Zhang's favorite killing move, and it is also the killing move he has always dreamed of using on the chessboard, this kind of killing move is to use only an insignificant small soldier to eat the opponent's Shi, and then directly trigger a car draw, or it is a neat lore.

This kind of killing move is unrealistic, but even if it is unrealistic, it can compare to his childhood dream of becoming a poet?

He is like an experienced swordsman, hiding him as a "soldier" of the sword step by step in Yang Zheng's trance.

And Yang Zheng also looked at this soldier in a trance, and he let Lao Zhang kill the "soldiers" in his hands into his back camp. also allowed Lao Zhang Pao to open the middle line of the town, and the two cars attacked their rear camp repeatedly with a fierce offensive to open the road left and right.

It's a pity that when Lao Zhang's soldiers were about to eat the "soldiers" on Yang Zheng's side, Yang Zheng shouted out the general one step ahead of him.

Sometimes, things don't go your way. Not everyone can be who they want to be. But Lao Zhang did not have the slightest remorse for being slow to make a sword.

Because, his life has just begun.

Just like this game of chess, although he lost, he had no regrets.