On the way out of the competition venue, Yang Zheng actually met Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou was wearing a blue referee uniform at this time, with a white sunhat on his head, if he didn't know his age and identity, he would definitely think that this was a trendy old man.

Lao Zhou is obviously also addicted to refereeing, and he is in a good mood, and he rarely jokes with Yang Zheng, calling him a contestant.

As soon as he saw Lao Zhou, Yang Zheng had a lot of questions in his heart, but suddenly he suddenly became clear.

He looked at the fake and serious Lao Zhou and took the initiative to invite him to eat together.

Lao Zhou was not hypocritical, and called his friend.

It was also a fat old man in a referee's uniform and a sunhat, and the three of them casually found a clean restaurant and walked in.

At this time, it is the meal, and there is a game today, so there are quite a lot of people in line.

Lao Zhou moved three plastic chairs from nowhere, and sat at the door of the hotel without grace eating the melon seeds given by the hotel.

A proper image of a bully.

And the fat old man who walked with Lao Zhou also learned from Lao Zhou in a good way, this fat old man, as if he didn't like to eat melon seeds, he also took out a large handful of peanuts from his pocket and gave them to Lao Zhou and Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng took the melon seeds, he raised his head to look at the fat old man, he seemed to have found out who the fat old man was, and he couldn't help but be a little shocked.

"Low-key, low-key." Lao Zhou crossed Erlang's legs, he hadn't enjoyed the evening so comfortably for a long time.

He squinted his eyes and began to say witticisms in his mouth.

also shared what he saw and heard today.

In the tournament he was in charge of today, there was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, this child was the grandson of so-and-so, and he was supposed to participate in the more formal professional chess player assessment, but his grandfather looked down on the new president of the chess association, thinking that he was full of copper smell, so he did not let his grandson sign up. Anyway, children born in a chess family, even if they don't participate in any assessment, can enjoy the privileges that many professional chess players have.

Lao Zhou also commented that if the child participated in the previous professional chess player assessment, he would definitely be in the top ten.

The fat old man also seemed to be very interested in this kind of young master, and after asking his name, he patted his chest and decided to put this little master into an ordinary group with ordinary opponents, so that he could become a professional chess player smoothly.

He didn't seem to care that Yang Zheng next to him was also a contestant, he took out the notepad he was carrying, and separated the players who performed well in today's game meaningfully.

He doesn't need to worry about what these players think.

Just because this fat old man is one of the organizers of the Muzi Cup and the president of the Huaxia Chess Academy. He is also a special chess master, known as the "Shenxing Taibao" Wei Luyue extraordinary.

As one of the few grand-grade chess masters in China, he is not a theoretical school like Wang Yifan, he is a real strength.

In the 50 years since he stepped into the Chinese chess world, Master Wei has won 95% of his real games, even in the face of the most advanced chess software, he can maintain a winning rate of more than 55%.

It's hard to beat, but it's a basic operation for Witteda.

Many people think that there is not much difference between the chess grandmaster and the chess grandmaster, and even in many famous chess scenes, there are countless scenes of chess grandmasters defeating chess grandmasters.

This also makes many chess players subconsciously feel that most chess grandmasters are imaginary, just old.

But in fact, as the highest honor in chess, the difficulty of becoming a member of the chess grandmaster is several times higher than that of an ordinary chess master.

Except for those who have made great contributions to chess, ordinary people who want to become chess grandmasters must win championships at the national level.

This sounds easy, but every year in the Chinese chess competition, the champion is basically monopolized by a few strongmen, and if you want to defeat these strongmen, there is no way to win except to be stronger than them.

In his time, Master Wei was a national champion for eight consecutive years. And Master He, who everyone is most familiar with, also had the best result in the dark eight years, and it was only the top eight.

One can imagine how difficult Master Wei's chess strength is to surpass.

As Yang Zheng's father's idol, Master Wei, although he is now older, in the national competition the year before last, he easily crushed all the way to the semifinals.

If he hadn't met the champion of the year in advance, he would definitely be able to enter the top three at the age of eighty.

At this time, Witte was in front of Yang Zheng to determine the order of tomorrow's draw, not only that, but he also asked Yang Zheng about his thoughts on today's game.

As a contestant on the list, Yang Zheng didn't have any feelings about this kind of behavior.

This is a competition to select folk masters, if it is because of luck, miss an old master like the strange old man, it may be a regret in life.

"Okay." Yang Zheng only has this answer for today's game.

"It's because today's players are on the low side, so don't you have fun." Witt joked that he also learned about Yang Zheng's game level from Lao Zhou, and today he also watched the last game between Yang Zheng and the strange old man.

Yang Zheng smiled and did not speak, it is true that today it can be seen that there is a big gap between non-professional chess players and professional chess players.

Even the level of so-called masters such as the strange old man and the chess anchor is at best the level of a first-class chess player.

If you join the professional rules, don't talk about the blame for the old man, just talk about the chess anchor without a "trick", he will directly be reduced to the level of a second-level chess player, or even inferior to Dongdong.

"It's also natural, if you really have a level, you won't use this way to become a professional chess player." Although Wittda said it lightly, there was also a hint of contempt in his tone.

Yang Zheng laughed twice and didn't speak, there are indeed unruly people in today's game, of course, it's okay to be unruly, some people are simply not right.

"Do you know why this contest is being held?"

Wittda suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and immediately shrewdly changed the subject.

"Is it to make up for many people who have regrets about chess because of their age?"

Yang Zheng also suddenly became incoherent.

"Actually, that's part of the reason." Lao Zhou didn't let Vite continue to talk, he remembered that he and Yang Zheng had also discussed the reason for holding this competition.

But when he became one of the participants in the competition, the previous reasons seemed to have slowly changed their "taste".

"Is it to turn the times upside down?" Yang Zheng looked at the passers-by and contestants who were talking about today's competition with different expressions all over the street, and he thought of this sentence inexplicably.

Because a long time ago, Peng Fei also told him about this problem.

As a master of the new generation, Pengfei has ambitions and plans.

However, his ambitions and plans were put on hold because of his narrow vision and his current not-so-strong influence.

As Yang Zheng's words fell, Lao Zhou and Werther were stunned.

It was a long time before Witt came back to his senses, and he chewed on the phrase repeatedly, and then he smiled.

"That's right, it's to subvert this era!"