Some people decide to make a career out of their hobby, and in the end they not only lose their lives, but also lose their interests.

Some people have worked diligently all their lives, losing their interests for the sake of life, but in the end they find that they have lived too aggrieved in this life.

Life can always be difficult to describe in a few words.

Life is always tragedy and comedy.

This is when Yang Zheng was in high school, his history teacher had a feeling before he retired.

It was also the first time that Yang Zheng felt the word shock in his life.

In his carefree time, the history teacher's sentimentality made him feel that growing up was not something to look forward to.

Yang Zheng, who returned home, began to prepare for the Muzi Cup competition.

He had already returned Pengfei's account, and at this time, under the introduction of Zhao Tianze, he re-played a semi-professional chess software.

Most of them are young people who have just become professional chess players, or are about to become professional chess players, and in this group of teenagers with an average age of about 22, Yang Zheng suddenly felt that it was good to be young.

He was a little jealous and a little sad, looking at this group of energetic young people, he couldn't help but wonder if he had any dreams at their age.

Dreams, I guess there is.

But that's not a dream, it's just a desire to get rich overnight and become a so-called successful person.

From the current point of view, when I was twenty-two or three years old, I had most of my troubled days.

Especially when designing chess social software, which can be said to be completely unloved at that time, my enthusiasm, emotion, and sense of accomplishment are basically close to zero.

The only motivation for me to persist is probably a good salary and an illusory future.

In fact, on the way to perseverance, he also questioned his future, thinking that he could really have a better future with such a mechanical job, typing the same code every day?

He believes that he is not the only one who thinks like this, almost all young people who do repetitive work, looking at the starry sky after work, do not dare to seriously think about their future.

Long-term repetitive work, as well as the honesty of nature, made Yang Zheng involuntarily begin to learn to be silent, and unconsciously changed his previous values.

It was something that seemed unworthy to him now, but fortunately, in the end, he had a lot of time to reflect on his past in the midst of his career failures.

He also learned not to look for excuses for failure.

"It's nice to be young!" Yang Zheng looked at the young opponents who kept inviting him to challenge, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Perhaps, he didn't expect that whether it was thirty, forty, or fifty or sixty, everyone's life could be "just started".

The meaning of life is not determined by age, but by the human heart.

……

Liu Ziyue, a girl who is a loser in the eyes of her family and friends, is twenty-two years old this year.

At an age when his peers are either studying or working, Liu Ziyue plays chess at home.

No one thought highly of her, and although she won the title of chess champion in a local amateur tournament at a young age, she was not a gifted talent.

Because in the next ten years, she participated in many competitions, but the final outcome was some participation awards without ranking.

But she really likes chess, she likes the simplicity of chess, she also likes the heaviness of chess culture, and she also likes the excitement of winning and losing chess.

These indescribable things were wonderful, like the air, like the summer wind, like the warm days of winter, filling the blood of her little body all the time.

But her talent for chess and her unsightly results also made her secretly hide her deep love for chess.

Liu Ziyue's life is very simple, she failed the college entrance examination, she did not choose to repeat or study in a junior college, she stepped into the society very early, and she did some very low-level jobs without education and experience.

But she is very happy, firstly, because she is young, and secondly, although she is tired from work, she can have free time to play a few games of chess on the Internet every day.

Her happiness is also very simple, she is very happy when she eats, drinks and can play chess.

Her pursuits are also different from others, and she prefers to hear the word general rather than cosmetics that every girl likes.

She actually has a dream that is different from most girls, that is, she wants to become a professional chess player. And she also took the professional chess player exam for three years, but in the end she failed.

But she was not discouraged, because she knew that she still had time to continue to realize her dream.

She can distinguish between dreams and reality, as well as love and like.

She understands a simple truth, that is, perseverance is destined to pay off.

……

Yang Zheng has already won a full ten sets against Liu Ziyue.

Looking at the eleventh invitation she sent, he felt a rare headache.

This opponent who dares to use his real name as his screen name is probably about the same age as himself, right? The more Yang Zheng thought about it, the more curious he was about what kind of person was on the other side.

At this time, Yang Zheng's tired eyelids were about to droop, but his consciousness was very clear, and he wanted to refuse the opponent to rest, because from a rational point of view, exhausting practice is often counterproductive, and the opponent's strength is not too strong in the opponents Yang Zheng has fought against, and he can't learn too much from practicing with her.

But Yang Zheng finally accepted her challenge.

He couldn't tell why, maybe he was moved by her persistence, or muscle memory, in short, before he accepted the challenge, he said to this opponent called Liu Ziyue that this was the last one.

After seeing that the opponent agreed, Yang Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

Because he remembered that when he was playing games in college, he always liked to talk about the last one, and of course the ending was like most people, and the last one was often an all-nighter.

The current Yang Zheng is not the playful self at the beginning, and if he said that the last one is good, it will definitely be the last one.

He pulled himself together, and this made him decide to do it quickly.

In a state of exhaustion and high mental concentration, Yang Zheng only felt unprecedented relief in his body, and his thinking was extremely agile.

It only took him fifteen minutes to shout out the dead general, looking at the useless resistance on the other side, Yang Zheng remembered that he didn't dare to think about the reality of the future for the sake of nothingness, and also remembered the history teacher who regretted it before he retired.

Are "they" okay?

"One more, the last one guaranteed."

When the victory was rewritten on the screen, another message came from the opponent on the opposite side.

This opponent named Liu Ziyue is really the same as himself.

Yang Zheng couldn't help but sigh, and then, he replied to her message without hesitation.

"Well, the last one from outside!"