One can have fear, but one must not be left with fear.

Although there are too many things in this world that can make people feel fear and despair. But in the same world, there are many, many things that should be held on to and guarded.

For example, dreams, family, and everyone's hopes for tomorrow.

Someone once said that the world is like a huge factory, and every ordinary person is a screw produced by the factory assembly line, just to maintain the order and development of this huge and complex world factory.

Ordinary people must learn to compromise, to learn to change themselves for the sake of the world, and to learn to surrender fearfully to the rules and regulations.

After all, one of the most common sayings people living in this world is that you can't change the world, but you can change yourself.

However, even screws are born different, and they are not born to be screws.

What's more, people are people, and people will always be people.

Most people may be born ordinary and ordinary, but their tomorrow is not necessarily just a screw.

They are more likely to be the rising sun outside the hazy factory!

Dongdong looked at the classmates who were listless and not friends, and she hissed to cheer them on.

But no one paid attention to her bitter words, even the only little fat man in the chess club who won two consecutive victories, he used the humming sound made by his nostrils to laugh at the naivety of Dongdong's words.

Indeed, Dongdong is too naïve.

Obviously, her future is also unserved, what qualifications does she have to let those chess students who have lost their future learn to persevere?

She's just a novice chess player, not a master. Who is she to say the word hope?

She looked at her numb classmates, and when she was little, a thought suddenly appeared in her heart.

If chess really doesn't give people hope and dreams, she changes it.

Although this thought was only fleeting, and although she appeared at this thought, she laughed at herself in her heart for not being able to do it.

But her next sentence made everyone look up.

"I'm going to win, no matter who I'm fighting against."

With childlike and innocent words and her rare resolute eyes, she is like being reborn at this time, and has once again become the "focus" in everyone's eyes.

She didn't care about the doubts or ridicule behind her, she felt for the first time that her tomorrow was worth looking forward to!

……

In the last preliminary match, Jasmine was unfortunate to meet Sun Pojun, who was better than her classmates in the chess club.

In just ten minutes, she also heard from other people's mouths that Sun Pojun was the grandson of Sun Dasheng, Peng Fei's nephew, and he was the Seven Little Chess Saints of Linguo.

She began to fear, and with two wins, even if she lost, she would have a chance to become a professional chess player.

But she suddenly felt uncertain about her future.

After all, she has always secretly hidden an ambition.

She wants to get a high ranking in this competition, and she also wants to become a second-level chess player in this competition.

In this way, she can also be worthy of her mother and mentor who have always supported her and trusted her.

But she also heard from those chess students who knew something about this assessment that this assessment may be the most difficult assessment in the past five years, including the disciples of chess masters and grandmasters.

Her heart began to fear.

She was afraid that she would lose the game, and she was even more afraid that she was sorry for everyone's expectations.

In her eyes, she no longer has the brilliance and confidence she had when she played against Dongdong in the first game.

There was only gray despair in her eyes.

She sat down numbly, and contrary to her, there was a sparkle in the eyes of the boy opposite, who was far older than her, and he seemed to have expectations for today, tomorrow, and the future.

……

"Dongdong is really unlucky, this one actually met the biggest dark horse in the whole game, it seems that this is the price of her big words." The little fat man gloated at Dongdong and her opponent, and between his words it seemed that Dongdong had pronounced a verdict on Dongdong's defeat today.

"Yes, her luck is too bad, her opponent is Yue Jianping, the champion of last year's Four Nations Youth Exchange Competition. Originally, according to Yue Jianping's strength, he could become a professional chess player without taking the exam last year, but his teacher, Master Wang Huaigu, was too strict, and he had to participate in the competition to win the championship, otherwise he would never recognize him as qualified to become a professional chess player. "Mr. Ma's nephew doesn't look very old, but he seems to know everything about the people in this game.

He had a good relationship with Dongdong, he looked at the silent Dongdong and the gloating fat man, he wanted to say something, but in the end he could only turn into a sigh.

Dongdong didn't know her opponent, and she didn't know that her opponent was Yue Jianping, the first person in the famous Southern Chess Club.

But she can vaguely feel the opponent in front of her, and her strength is amazing.

Even higher than her opponent in the first game.

This is her intuition as a chess player, and it is also the keen sense of smell she cultivated in the special training in Yang Zheng Park.

"Don't be nervous little sister." The boy on the other side said like a spring breeze.

Although this boy bears the name of the Southern Chess Club, he seems to be very kind by nature, and he looks harmless to humans and animals.

But under the harmless appearance of humans and animals, Dongdong felt a murderous aura.

That's right, it's murderous. When the boy raised his head and stroked the tablet, his fingers were more intimidating and terrifying than murderous.

He was born with six fingers on his left hand, and this kind of natural six-fingered chess player is rare, and this kind of six-fingered chess player is often very inferior.

They may feel that it is a physical defect, and they may also find it more difficult to have an extra finger.

But in the eyes of this boy, the six fingers seemed to be honor, as if they were his natural pride.

Otherwise, his six fingers would not have worn out calluses that are rare for his peers.

The boy was a little surprised, because when he stretched out his six fingers, the little girl in front of him not only did not show all the expressions he was familiar with, but this little girl still had some envy in her eyes.

He originally thought that this little girl might have watched too many novels and movies and television, and felt that her six fingers were very special, but her next sentence made the boy a little stunned.

"You practice chess so hard, you have such thick calluses on your hands."

Listening to the girl's envious tone, it took him a long time to recover.

"Don't you think it's scary?"

"Terrible? Why should I feel terrible? ”

"Because my hands are naturally deformed."

"What's wrong with that? Chess doesn't look at the place, let alone the fingers of the chess player. ”

"That's... What does it look at in chess? ”

"It's about the sweat and tears that every chess player puts into chess!"