Yang Zheng, who won the championship, did not have any joy as a winner.

It seems that for the first time, he feels lost because of his sensitive identity.

After all, he can be regarded as a celebrity, but he does not belong to Internet celebrities or professional chess players.

So what exactly is yourself now?

Are you an amateur chess player? He thinks he is, but in the hearts of many people, even himself, he is far superior to an amateur chess player in terms of chess strength alone, and it seems a bit immoral to participate in amateur competitions again.

Do you want to be like many Internet celebrities, going around challenging the old man who plays chess on the street to win traffic?

But deep down in his heart, he was extremely resistant to all this.

Although it is now an era when entertainment is king, many people deliberately shoot some controversial videos for entertainment and traffic. There are even some people who use "old people" as material for a momentary gimmick.

But this approach is unacceptable to Yang Zheng, this year, he has met a lot of elderly chess friends, and he also knows that most elderly chess players don't even know how to use smartphones.

They have worked hard, struggled and endured hardships all their lives, but they have been eliminated by the times in this life.

And many so-called smart young people, looking at this group of old people who have been eliminated by the times, many of them have crooked thoughts.

They started to play chess with the elderly in the name of competition, whether they won or lost, they recorded it, and they were all humble gentlemen when they played chess, but behind the scenes they were not doing personnel.

Yang Zheng knows an elderly chess friend who has been in contact with him for many years, although he is average in chess and has a big personality, he is definitely a good person.

He has no children, he lives alone in an "old and dilapidated house", and he has a pension of about 3,000 yuan a month.

This funding is a full decade, but such a great and ordinary old man, in the video, is portrayed as a cunning, incorrect outlook, picking, not knowing what to do, rude and repentant chess.

As the saying goes, good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. When the video became popular, the old chess friends who became bad old men were regarded as the object of "rectification" by those chess masters who watched the video and were indignant, each with their own ghosts, and claimed to be "righteous". Many people even come all the way to the capital just to educate this bad old man.

In the end, if it weren't for a few chess friends who were familiar with the old man's character, after knowing the cause and effect, they would angrily expose the truth.

That ordinary and great old man, how wronged he was in his old age.

However, even if it was debunked, the video maker who posted the video also sent a video to apologize lightly, fooled the past in a few words, and even put the video with the highest traffic on top.

It is said that after the man apologized, he still did street challenges, and his fans exceeded 300,000, but the method of deceiving others was not advisable, and his account was banned two years later.

Perhaps because of the experience of the people around him, Yang Zheng was very disgusted with street chess challenges.

Perhaps, just like Lao Zhou's words, the meaning of the existence of street chess is actually very simple, that is, to let those old people who have worked hard all their lives find a place of spiritual comfort. If it is with a strong utilitarianism, it will not only destroy street chess, but also destroy the spiritual sustenance of thousands of elderly chess players in China who like chess.

Yang Zheng Xiong Jisang unconsciously walked to the door of an Internet café in a small town.

He looked at the huge signboard and couldn't help but sigh that he hadn't been to an Internet café for many years. It seems that since graduating from college, I have lost the reason to go to an Internet café to play games.

And now...

Yang Zheng smiled bitterly, and then he walked into this small Internet café.

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Nowadays, Internet cafes are a sunset industry, which is a fact that everyone knows.

Although the decoration style of this Internet café is good, and the environment looks good, it is 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and the occupancy rate of this Internet café is less than one-fifth.

The network administrator seemed to be used to this situation, he sat slumped in his chair, there were a few idle games hanging on the computer screen, he watched Yang Zheng come in, and pointed to the small blackboard behind him weakly.

On the small blackboard, the price of Internet access is written.

Nowadays, the cost of surfing the Internet is not cheap, and five yuan an hour is basically the lowest grade in the industry.

I have heard that many high-end Internet cafes cost ten yuan an hour, and the private room fee is even twenty or thirty-one hours, so it is no wonder that there are fewer and fewer people surfing the Internet now.

Looking at this price, which was completely different from what he remembered, Yang Zheng still generously took out a 100 yuan ticket and opened a machine.

He had heard and played many of the games in the computer, but now he looked at the games in the computer and didn't know how to pass the time.

Perhaps as I get older, my attachment to the virtual world is gradually not as good as when I was in school.

Now that I've found my own career, spending time playing games seems to have become an inexplicable sense of guilt.

When he almost regretted his decision to come to the Internet café today, he suddenly found the software on his computer desktop.

He has mixed feelings about this software, because this software has poured his entire youth into it.

But he didn't dare to face it because of hatred.

Even the previous practice game was with Huanhuan's account.

As long as there is a thorn in a man's heart, it is difficult to pull it out.

At this time, he seemed to be facing this thorn.

He looked at the familiar logo, and then thought back to the brother he thought was the best when he left, and the book he handed over that said that it could change Yang Zheng's life.

In a trance, he also seemed to have made a difficult decision.

He moved the mouse and clicked on the daily chess.

Subsequently, he did not log into someone else's account as before.

Instead, he registered an account that belonged to him.