Every man, in his teenage years, fantasized that he would become a hero in the future.

But when most men are middle-aged, they will lose their fantasies in correspondence, and they will also lose their childhood vision of heroes, and they will give up their dreams of becoming heroes, and look forward to their future as just an unknown ordinary person.

Life has made most men lose their dreams.

The high-pressure social environment, as well as all kinds of desperate and anxious media reports that keep lingering in the ears, have imperceptibly made 99% of men learn to compromise and recognize reality.

They had to give up their dreams.

They also had to force themselves to despair and be an ordinary person they didn't want to admit that they had beaten to death.

Wu Tomorrow is the same, he has always felt that he is not a hero at all, and he has always felt that there will be a hero who is as down-and-out and timid as he is now.

But he has to be a hero here.

Because, since he was a child, he believed in the principle that blood debts must be paid in blood.

Since the Southern Chess Club and the bad media have destroyed his students' dreams, he must also avenge his students and defeat those two behemoths with no bottom line with the power of one person.

Wu Tianming, who had already played eighty-seven games of chess, gradually lost his eyes.

Long-term malnutrition and irregular working life have long destroyed his unhealthy body, although his heart is clear and strong, but the weakness of his body and bones still betrays him now as fragile as the end of a strong crossbow.

"Let's fight again tomorrow!" The men, women and children who were watching looked at Wu Mingming, who was almost in prostration, and shouted loudly.

"Let's fight again tomorrow...!" The opponents who lost to Wu Mingming looked at this persistent middle-aged man, and they did not have the chagrin of losing at all, but persuaded this thin and tall man with admiration.

"Let's fight again tomorrow......!" The media person with a clear conscience looked at Wu Mingming, who was like a ghost, and the conscience in his heart defeated the desire for traffic for the first time, and his eyes kept shouting with tears in his heart.

Almost everyone was persuading Wu to take a day off tomorrow and then challenge the masters in the Southern Chess Club, but Wu Ming did not heed their advice.

Because the Southern Chess Club looked at this chess master who had won eighty-seven consecutive victories, they also had emotions in their hearts that they had never seen before, and they also had to completely defeat Wu tomorrow today.

Otherwise, their "invincibility" can only become a "joke" for tomorrow.

"Three students." The challenge leader of the Southern Chess Club was cheeky and didn't give Wu Ming any chance to speak, he pointed to the three best students in the chess club, and shouted with a red face.

Although the roar of the person in charge shocked the entire crowded street, the roar around seemed to want to annihilate the city that had already become cold.

At this moment, whether it is men, women and children, and whether they were good, evil, beautiful or ugly in the past, they all seem to have turned into the Wu Mingming in front of them who is holding the chessboard tightly and has a stubborn face.

Life and reality make everyone feel depressed like never before.

Housing loans, car loans, and all kinds of insurance make everyone have to keep running, keep bowing their heads, and keep getting used to the beating of society in their short life.

Although people can bow their heads, although they can be patient, although they can go to life to become what they once hated the most.

But people are still people.

They will also be angry, they will also roar, and after they are suppressed, they will burst out with unprecedented energy to change themselves and the injustice around them.

People always yearn that they can become a hero who can save others and save themselves!

"Go on!" Wu Ming gritted his teeth and shouted these two words in his throat.

His eyes slowly lit up again.

His hands no longer trembled.

He could clearly feel that he was surrounded by children who had always given him hope.

He can still go down, he can go down all the time.

Until you achieve your final goal.

……

Yang Zheng suddenly felt that Wu Mingming was indeed worthy of his heroic name.

Because, even if he saw his own careful thoughts, he only took a symbolic step back, and then continued to fulfill the promise he had said before that the end of ten hands.

This is probably Wu Mingming's biggest advantage and his biggest disadvantage, because, in addition to the move in the middle of the move, Wu Mingming's chess move is also the most "positive" chess move Yang Zheng has ever seen.

As the so-called soldiers are treacherous, most of the straightforward chess players in chess do not have a good ending.

Integrity, though it is true, is a "human" virtue.

But being too straight is the most fatal flaw of people.

Yang Zheng used to suffer no less than Wu Mingming's on the opposite side because of his "too straight" style, and because of this, Yang Zheng hesitated for a long time when he fell on the seventh hand, and finally gave up the best opportunity to change the eldest son.

His urge to miss the opportunity caused some uproar around him.

Peng Fei seems to have read Yang Zheng and Wu Mingming.

He looked at this game of chess, where only three hands could tell the winner, and his eyes were full of yearning.

"This is chess..."Peng Fei muttered to himself, he couldn't help but think back to his chess life, since he was born, he had never fought for himself on the chessboard like Yang Zheng and Wu Mingming.

He envies, he yearns, he longs.

But he also knew that he would never be able to become a duo on stage.

Because, he has been planned by his family since he was born.

His future can only be the top honor in chess, that is, the chess grandmaster!

……

The students of the Southern Chess Club are generally very young, fifteen, sixteen or seven, all of them are minors, and they are also in the most confused and rebellious period of their lives.

Children of this age, although they vaguely know the importance of the future, but under the teaching of the chess club, they vaguely see that "fame" and "profit" are the "destination" that most adults yearn for.

Most of them, under the guidance of the chess club, gave up the opportunity to go to high school, they kept playing chess in the chess club, kept fighting in the chess club, kept winning, and kept falling into confusion and numbness.

Wu Ming looked at his three little opponents, and he couldn't hate it.

Although two of the three children opposite were the "culprits" who defeated their own students, they were actually no different from the children of Leng Shan.

They were all confused and couldn't see hope.

Chess may be their home in the eyes of many adults, but they have not asked these children whether they like to play chess.

True liking shouldn't be looking at what you love and your eyes are numb.

True love is not for fame and fortune, but when you see what you like, you are full of enthusiasm!

"You three go up together." Wu Ming said in a hoarse voice.

His seemingly "provocative" words made the eyes of the three children no longer numb.

They seemed to be angry in their eyes, and they also seemed to be surprised that Wu Ming dared to "despise" themselves.

After all, Wu Mingming, who was at the end of the strong crossbow, won the opponent completely by willpower in the last few games of chess.

However, he won against only old and second-rate players who played chess on the streets, and they were real professional chess players.

"Don't worry... You can't win against me. Wu Mingming was still full of "provocation" and said to the three children: "After all, you don't have a trace of desire for chess itself in your eyes!" ”