Lao Zhou is right, imitating artificial intelligence to play chess, it is easy to develop the habit of being greedy.

It is also easy to make chess players become impetuous.

Xiao Fei was like this before, and a series of failed pasts made him confused and hesitant for a while.

But after thousands of failures, he suddenly realized that sometimes failure is also a kind of precipitation.

Therefore, after he entered the city, he did not look at the masters, but did the most basic work in a down-to-earth manner.

This most basic job made him suffer a lot of ridicule and ridicule.

But he didn't feel any shame, because he felt that there was no nobility in his profession, and as long as he worked the ground, he could also have his own sky.

However, during this time, he seems to have forgotten his original intention.

Chess not only brought him honor, but also made him feel that money was so easy to earn for the first time.

Usually it is only seven or eight thousand yuan a month, but now I play chess for more than ten days, plus live broadcast, I can easily earn more than 10,000 yuan a month.

Plus his identity, the last disciple of the chess grandmaster.

All this gradually made him numb.

It also made his heart impetuous.

"I'm going to win."

He thinks so, no matter who looks at it, he has an absolute advantage in this game.

From the start, he mastered his rhythm.

That handsome hand surpassed his past limits, allowing his efforts over the years to bloom in front of everyone again.

It's time to go.

He thought so again, but when he picked up his horse and was about to give Yang Zheng the final blow. Those numbness, those joy, the blossoming of those who thought they were.

All of a sudden, it seemed to be infinite darkness again.

Because the last blow he was proud of was blocked by a small pawn.

The pawn who didn't matter about starting again seems to have become crucial again.

He was stuck at the Han border of the Chu River and did not move for a long time.

It seems that before, this pawn was a coward!

In the face of Red's powerful attacks again and again, in the face of Red's shocking moves one hand after another.

He seemed too frightened to cross the river.

But now, I watched my colleagues around me fall one after another, and I looked at the emptiness around me.

He raised his gun again, roared loudly, and stood up.

His role was very small, or rather, compared to the artillery carriage, he could only advance one block, and he did not let the other side look at him more than that.

But now, with no way out, he bravely stood up.

Although he could only go further, he took this step with all the hopes of Black.

For the first time, Fei Fei also discovered the little soldier he once looked down on, but now it has become his nightmare again.

He couldn't stop regretting why he had scored three infantry in a row at the beginning.

His original flawless plan was also ruined because of the exaggerated layout in the early stage.

Yang Zheng, a pawn, is now in the back plate, in fact, he doesn't have much effect, and his role is only the simplest and most straightforward "lame leg".

This lame hand not only disrupted the plan of the opposite side, but also made the opposite side lose the advantage of the first move, and it was necessary to take three more hands to break through the invisible defense line of the pawn.

However, these three hands he played more also became the beginning of his collapse.

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"I see." Li Tiandao saw the clue.

When Xiao Fei moved the horse to the river at the beginning of the game, giving everyone the illusion of hiding a horse, Yang Zheng saw through all the little Jiujiu in his heart.

Put yourself in his shoes, if he really wanted to play in the middle game, he should have played too impatient at the beginning to stretch the offensive line, although he was very impatient at the beginning.

But he still can't do his acting skills, and the second arch after relying on the hippo seems to be giving way to the horse, but in fact, this hand exposes that he is hiding other chess pieces.

In order to test what the chess pieces he hid were, Yang Zheng boldly used the car to test it, and even set up a taxi behind him, figuring out Xiao Fei's next move.

Looking at Xiao Fei's unmoved appearance, he saw that Xiao Fei's chess pieces were by no means ordinary.

Therefore, from the moment Xiao Fei became handsome, although he showed a look of surprise on the surface, in his heart, he only praised it slightly.

And the best way to crack this trick is to use other pieces to block in front of your veteran.

But the opposite side will never easily let Yang Zheng arbitrarily block the veteran with chess pieces.

But he also ignored that his chess pieces can also be used as a "shield" for veterans.

But how to make Xiao Fei willingly block her red handsome, so as to destroy her own skill, is a big problem.

But as the chess game progressed, Yang Zheng also found his own trick, that is, to crappe the opposite horse's leg.

This idea is not only fanciful, it can also be called crazy!

Because the other side is not stupid, on the contrary, he is also extremely shrewd, and his previous calculation ability has surpassed all the chess players of the same age that Yang Zheng can meet.

Of course, Yang Zheng didn't know that he was actually facing Xiao Fei and Werther.

But he also succeeded.

The continuous loss of the pieces allowed the "gambler" on the opposite side to attack unbridledly.

However, there is never a winning gambler in this world.

The more crazy the gambler, the more obvious his shortcomings become.

That is, the defense line behind him is much weaker than his own.

These hands are also Yang Zheng's last chance.

Xiao Fei looked at Yang Zheng and lifted the horse.

The last line of defense in his mind began to crumble.

He seemed to remember his childhood helplessness in the face of artificial intelligence.

The horse on the opposite side is like a "marquee", reminiscing him of his painful childhood past.

A crackling sound made him sober up in an instant.

But at this time, he also lost his previous fighting spirit.

He has exhausted his means, but in the face of absolute strength, he is as ridiculous as a clown.

Why, why.

Why does God treat him like this, life never seems to be fair.

Obviously, he had a promising childhood, but because of a choice, it became the past he was most unwilling to recall.

Finally, I met a good teacher and re-learned chess. He has also experienced many failures, but he also thinks that this is precipitation, and he keeps summing up experience in failure. However, when he thought he had accumulated a lot, why did he have to run into Yang Zheng, a monster.

Unwillingness, sadness, despair, and long-lost confusion made him dare not fall easily.

Time passed slowly at the fingertips of his pinch.

Five minutes, so fast.

"I throw in the towel." Xiao Fei said these three words bitterly.

He didn't want to go on anymore.

I don't want to play chess anymore.

Perhaps, he is still suitable for living an ordinary life.

"The chess pieces in your hand haven't fallen yet, how can you easily admit defeat?"

Xiao Fei suddenly felt angry again, she admitted defeat, why did the other side tease herself.

He looked up suddenly, and the expletives were already in his throat.

But he didn't say anything.

Because he saw the serious gaze of the other side, and the sun overhead.