Not every would-be professional chess player is willing to participate in the second day of the chess qualifying match.

After all, in the eyes of most quasi-professional chess players, professional chess is no longer the simple fight on the amateur chess board, but full of human sophistication.

Contentment is far greater than competitiveness.

As a result, the number of people willing to sign up for the chess qualifying match the next day was only eighty.

Yang Zheng and Huanhuan left the venue, and at this time, Yang Zheng's mind was full of no longer the simple chess before, but full of the "sophistication of human feelings" that Wang Yifan specially said today.

He seems to have always been in "human affection", but he also seems to have never learned to be "sophisticated".

On the way home, Yang Zheng once again recalled his vision for society when he just graduated.

He remembered his original ideal, which was to be a person who was worthy of society and lived with dignity. But after working, his ideal also slowly changed to a secular person who made a lot of money, bought a house and a car.

Although earning a lot of money to buy a house and a car did not affect his original ideals at all, and even made his original ideals fuller, but unconsciously, he lost more.

For example, friendship, he has been working in that Internet company since he just graduated, and the long-term overtime has made him lose all his social time, and he has long forgotten how long he has not been in touch with his friends who used to meet late at school. It seems that the way to maintain friendship has changed from the years of drinking and chatting at the dirty stalls to the blessing text messages for the New Year's holidays.

He also seems to have lost his passion, he is a paranoid person, it stands to reason that a paranoid person should never lack passion, but the busy work and the sentence of working hard have gradually made him learn to be numb.

He seems to have lost his original intention, in the unknown life, he has seen too much inequality, and he has also seen himself from a "person" to a tireless "livestock".

996, which is regarded as a blessing by the richest man, 369 in the workplace, etc., the society where money is supreme, the era of entertainment, and the "back wave" values that do not know the suffering of the world, made him slowly deviate from the original track in the past few years of work, and also made him lose many emotions that ordinary people should have.

This also led to the fact that after he was fired for offending the company's leaders, he didn't seem to feel very sad except for some regrets.

He was numb, he was so numb that he forgot his dreams when he first graduated.

During the period when he was unemployed, he wanted to use chess to anesthetize himself, but found that if he really wanted to use anesthesia to forget life, then he could only end up being forgotten by life.

Therefore, Yang Zheng looked at the small chess pieces in his hand, and the group of men on the opposite side who could not see clearly or lost their social value like him, and felt unyielding anger.

He wants to win, and he wants to prove something.

But even if he wins, he occasionally feels a little lost after winning or losing.

He is still confused about his future.

Later, under the arrangement of the kind-hearted Uncle Li, he seemed to have found his future again, and he was very happy in the chess club.

He also met Lao Zhou, an old man with excellent chess skills, under Lao Zhou's guidance, his chess game is getting better and better, and his life seems to be getting closer to what he expects.

But today, in Wang Yifan's words, he felt the unwillingness when he first played chess.

What is it about him that makes him feel unwilling?

He stretched out his right hand unnaturally, and the palm of his right hand was already covered with calluses, and the thick calluses not only represented his current chess strength, but also represented the dedication of his current privileged life.

He looked at his left hand again, the left hand, which had been tortured by his working life to the point that he could not straighten it, and now he could not only clench his fist, but also grasp everything he wanted to cherish.

He raised his head and looked ahead, the street was full of people, everyone's face was slightly tired, the sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun was fairly draped on everyone.

He and Huanhuan walked to the door of the convenience store he used to come to again.

The festive storefront hangs another festival that has been over-embellished by the merchants.

He stopped suddenly, and then he took Huanhuan's hand and walked into the convenience store.

In the dazzling array of goods, in the convenience store that claims to be inclusive, there are tired and strange people standing one after another.

They're picking out their favorite goods, and they're fighting against the fair sunset outside.

They may also want to return to their warm home with the fair sunset outside the window, but life forces them to stagger the sunset and return to the cold company.

They are also unwilling, right?

There should be, but what can their unwillingness do compared to reality?

The past few years have changed so much that every adult has forgotten what the past looked like, and everyone is tired of living.

Yang Zheng pulled Huanhuan around the convenience store over and over again, and it seemed that he didn't find the goods he wanted to buy.

Huanhuan didn't complain, she just followed Yang Zheng to stroll around the convenience store again and again, looking at the smile on her face, she should have silently selected a lot of goods in her heart.

He must also cherish the long-lost warmth in his hands.

After a long time, Yang Zheng finally stopped.

In front of him lay a variety of chess cards, including playing cards, Go, popular board games, and even chess.

However, the most representative Chinese chess in China is missing.

Yang Zheng looked at these dazzling chess and cards, and he finally understood what he was feeling unwilling for.

That is all the Chinese chess that brought him now, but it is slowly submerged in history and the eyes of the world.

He looked at these chess cards, and his heart suddenly swelled with infinite courage.

He said to Huanhuan: "Sooner or later, I will put Huaxia chess in the center of these chess cards again." ”

Huan Huan looked at Yang Zheng in surprise, she looked at Yang Zheng's rare serious expression, and she smiled.

Although she can't speak, she uses her actions to express her heart for Yang Zheng.

She squeezed Yang Zheng's hand and seemed to say.

She believes.

It also seems to say that not only do I believe in you, but even your favorite chess believes that you can do it!