Peng Fei turned off the computer, and he lay on the bed for a long time without sleeping.

He tossed and turned, thinking back to his year, and there was a little more confusion in his eyes.

This year is the year in which he has changed the most.

In the past, he could be said to be an extremely pure person, in order to wash away the "shame" of defeating other countries when he was a teenager, for many years, his life was only chess.

When he defeated Aji, who he once thought was invincible, when he became a chess master, he suddenly didn't know how to continue his future life.

He used to live for one breath.

When the qi becomes a thing of the past with the wind, whether it is the pursuit or the ideal, it also turns into a beautiful but unfruitful soap bubble.

He thought about revitalizing Chinese chess.

I also thought about making Chinese chess a competitive competition that is not lost to any chess game in the world.

But the emergence of national-level chess software made him forget his ideals.

Endless praise, illusory money, and a promising life bubble in the future made him unconsciously start to play chess for money, fame and fortune.

There are countless stories about the miserable life of chess players in old age, countless fallacies about making money, and countless about the monetary value of life.

All unconsciously, changed his values.

In the past, he thought that earning 10,000 yuan a month was already remarkable.

But in the midst of these shocks, he suddenly began to dislike it, feeling that 10,000 yuan was too little, so little that it would take many years to buy a house in a big city, and so little that it would take many years to afford a luxury car that everyone envied.

That's why he, like many chess players, became a streamer when he was in the limelight, and spent a lot of time live every day.

For the sake of the live broadcast effect, he also learned to "reduce dimensionality and strike" in a similar way, and often went to the ordinary field to crush chess players with low chess strength for the sake of the program effect.

Over time, his chess strength was not as good as before.

But such a live broadcast effect also allowed him to earn 50,000 or 60,000 yuan a month, becoming an enviable high-income anchor in the chess circle.

It's just that he already has a high income. And unconsciously, there was a deviation in values, and he suddenly felt that those who earned 10,000 a month, or even less than 10,000 a month, were losers, until now, he looked back on his sick year.

He suddenly remembered that his parents' combined salary was actually just over 10,000 yuan per month.

And his parents, who seem to have a "low" income, have not only pulled their young selves in the past two decades, but also unconditionally supported them to play chess when they were most confused.

Are your parents also failures?

Yang Zheng's game of chess made him wake up suddenly.

He also suddenly felt ashamed, because at this time he understood that income is not the only measure of a person's success or failure.

He finally understood that when he used money to measure whether a person succeeded or failed, he was probably also a failure.

He opened his eyes and looked at the pitch-black ceiling.

He thought that the reason why he lost to Yang Zheng was probably because the other party was much purer than himself.

But why is he more pure than himself?

He is in his thirties, and he should know the cruelty of reality better than he does.

But why can he stick to his heart?

Pengfei stayed awake all night, and when the sky was just hazy, he got up and ran.

He hasn't gone for a morning run for a long time, and since he graduated from the chess academy and joined the Huajia Chess Club, his life has also changed dramatically, and the main change is that he has much less time than before.

He hadn't run for a long time, and he was tired and out of breath after running less than a kilometer.

Sitting in the park, he couldn't help but think that he had changed a lot in the past few years.

In the past, when he was in the chess academy and training team, in order to ensure the physical strength of the chess players, he had to run more than two kilometers every day, but at that time, he was full of energy and did not feel too tired after jogging two kilometers.

But now, why are I so "useless".

Peng Fei could have made excuses, such as not having a good rest yesterday, such as today's uneven road.

But he didn't want to look for it, he stared blankly at the people coming and going on the street, and his heart slowly underwent a transformation.

He suddenly saw a familiar figure, and he couldn't help but stand up and walk towards it.

"Aggie." He shouted familiar names from memory.

Aji was a little surprised, he looked at Peng Fei and hesitated for a long time before greeting him.

Since Peng Fei became a chess grandmaster, Aggie and his life basically did not have much intersection.

In two years, Aji will finish his studies and return to his home country.

He could have stayed in Huaxia as a special talent and enjoyed a high salary that their country did not have, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still refused.

In the last Sino-Vietnamese chess match, although Aji and Pengfei were evenly matched, his teammates were all defeated by Pengfei's teammates.

It's not surprising to think about it, after the Four Nations Youth Chess Tournament, most of the little geniuses who have gained fame and fortune have also taken advantage of the heat to transform into other industries, and only Aji can keep his heart and insist on playing chess.

Although Aji is a foreigner, as long as anyone who has come into contact with Aji, they will know that Aji not only has a good character, but also has the most valuable hard-working spirit in China.

He never desperately makes excuses for failure, nor does he take pride in momentary success.

He was like a silent woodcutter, with only the sky in front of him.

Peng Fei looked at Aji like this, he was a little embarrassed, in order to alleviate the embarrassment, he pointed to the chess in the park, and said a game.

He also thought that Aggie would refuse, because he had basically no contact with Aggie since the last separation.

And as he became a chess master, he also inadvertently forgot about this opponent who once made him unforgettable.

But what he didn't expect was that Aggie actually agreed to his invitation.

The two of them sat tacitly in front of the chessboard like friends for many years, although the two sides did not say too much, but there was a spark in their eyes that had not appeared for a long time.

The two of them played three games of chess, just like the previous match, but this time the outcome was obvious.

Pengfei, whose chess strength has been greatly reduced, even if he tries his best, he can't compete with Aji, who has been improving this year.

But Aggie was not complacent about the victory this time, he instead locked his brow and stared at the game that had already ended.

Perhaps in his mind, no matter who the challenger is, no matter how high the opponent's status is, chess will always be pure.

Failure can make him realize his shortcomings, and success can also make him think about how to do better.

And Peng Fei looked at Aji like this, and many questions in his heart finally figured it out.

Why is Yang Zheng so sober after recognizing this world, because he always maintains a heart to learn.

And this heart of learning is precisely the most lacking state of mind in the Chinese chess world today!