"Why do you think everyone wants to shout a general to their opponents in the shortest possible time, instead of taking every move in a down-to-earth manner to completely check their opponents?" An old man held a chess piece in his hand and asked about the opponent across from him, who was a blind man with sunglasses, and although the sunglasses covered half of her face, the darkness of the sunglasses still couldn't stop her delicate face.

And the blind man was obviously also stumped by this question, she was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Probably because life is very short? Everyone wants to achieve the envy of others as soon as possible in this short life? ”

"If this is the case, then life should be more down-to-earth to take every move, otherwise his achievements are destined to be like the endgame in front of us, coming and going quickly."

The old man stroked the chess pieces in his hand, and he slowly lowered his head, and on the chessboard in front of him lay a common street endgame.

This street endgame has been around for many years, and it is also the favorite endgame of countless street scammers in the eighties and nineties.

This endgame also has a resounding name called "Dapeng Spreading Wings", the black five remnants, will be like a pawn cannon. Red ten remnants, four soldiers, two vehicles, two guns, one handsome and one soldier.

Although from the perspective of chess, black is inferior and red is superior. But the final result was a red defeat and a black victory, and no matter how bad it was, it was a draw.

The blind girl stroked the special chess pieces on the chessboard, she also understood that this chess was the extremely difficult to crack the "Dapeng wings", she smiled: "But the four words down-to-earth, although it sounds simple, it is difficult to do!" ”

……

Jasmine looked at the little boy who was a little arrogant, and she suddenly felt a heaviness in her heart.

Although the little boy's opponent's chess strength is definitely not as good as hers, that opponent, as the best in the same sect, also has a certain chess strength. I usually practice with him for a long time, but if I want to win, I will definitely have to put in a lot of energy and effort.

But the boy had killed his fellow in just a dozen moves, and he was sure to outperform his own chess.

This also made her feel that this professional chess player assessment may be more difficult than her previous four years.

But despite thinking so, Jasmine was finally relieved. Indeed, the masters who participated in the assessment this time were far beyond their imagination, but in the same way, the quota of professional chess players this time was also relaxed a lot, plus she only came to become a professional chess player, not to run for the final champion, but she quickly calmed down.

Faced with this question, the referee also specially called a chess master who studied AI chess to review the game.

The final ending was naturally that the boy did not cheat, but the master's unexpected words made the referee's heart rise to his throat.

"As the grandson of Sun Dasheng, you only learned to kill everything, don't forget how your grandfather lost twenty years ago."

Sun Dasheng was the childhood idol of this young referee, and he was also a top chess master with ruthless chess skills. But because of money and interests, he changed his nationality and became a national elephant halfway, and his reputation in China was not good. Especially 20 years ago, he represented the country of his nationality and came to a chess exchange tournament with Huaxia. In that game, he single-handedly killed twenty up-and-coming chess masters. If it weren't for the appearance of a mysterious old man in the middle of the way, Chinese chess would have become a joke twenty years ago.

Sun Dasheng, who lost the chess, did not reflect on his "betrayal" and "ruthlessness" because of the failure of the exchange meeting, but instead studied artificial intelligence. Although his research on artificial intelligence is under the banner of "stimulating human potential", the artificial intelligence he developed has just changed the living conditions of Chinese chess players, making countless low-level chess players become victims of the times. Therefore, the three words Sun Dasheng have become taboos that cannot be mentioned by the Chess Association.

His grandson, Sun Pojun, who he has also heard, is known as a once-in-a-century wizard in the "shogi world", who can win adult professional chess players at the age of eight, and even win seven professional adult chess players in three days when he is ten years old, and the six most outstanding shogi teenagers of the year are named "Seven Little Chess Saints".

He never imagined that Sun Pojun, one of the seven little chess saints, would give up the promising shogi and switch to Chinese chess, and he couldn't imagine that this little chess saint, who is known as the most humble and polite, is not only not polite as rumored, but is all domineering.

"If the opponent's chess strength is strong enough, I can't do anything if I want to kill them all." Sun Pojun heard the young master mention his grandfather's rare defeat, he was obviously a little angry, but the expression on his face and body movements, he could see that he was not as extreme as he imagined, maybe everything just now was deliberately shown by this young man.

"Besides, my grandfather said that the opponent who won him ended up losing to my family's research and development of Haruhime."

Chun Ji,It is the second generation of artificial intelligence,It is also an upgraded version of the first generation of the dream machine,It is a second-generation AI jointly developed by scientists from two foreign countries,At the global artificial intelligence exhibition fifteen years ago,Chun Ji beat the artificial intelligence of various countries,Won the first place,Although Chun Ji lost to the first person in the domestic chess endgame in the endgame five years ago,But in that era,It was almost invincible。

"And I, half a year ago, I also beat Haruhime!"

……

Dongdong didn't know about the existence of Sun Pojun, nor did he know that artificial intelligence was the biggest enemy of Huaxia chess now. She was sitting in the lounge, preparing for her final match.

She is currently at 0 points, and if she can win the next set, she will likely advance directly to the second round of the assessment.

Contrary to her calmness, the other players in the Huajia Chess Club were not so lucky, except for the little fat man and a little girl who was two years older than her and Teacher Ma's nephew, the rest were basically two losses.

Thinking about this outcome, it is actually predictable, these "grassroots" chess players are facing this kind of high-intensity assessment, they are not only inexperienced, but they also lack one-on-one guidance from famous teachers.

Although they have momentum, ideas, and a vibrant future, for them now, they lack the most important thing to become a professional chess player.

That is faith and experience.

Faith is something that not everyone has, and it is even more difficult to find it in despair.

"Let's fight again next year." Dongdong seemed to hear someone muttering these five words, and she also seemed to see in the group of dejected people that she was timid, had no confidence, and had no vision for the future.

She suddenly couldn't control it, and suddenly said loudly in the quiet and dreary lounge: "You can also be called chess players like this?" ”

"Shouldn't a chess player not put down his pieces until the last moment?"

"You've got your last chess game! You still have opportunities and a future today! ”