On the return train, there was a crowd of people.

Yang Zheng sat in his seat, full of thoughts.

The trip was short, but it also strengthened his resolve.

Although he is older than the age of professional chess player assessment, the existence of Muzi Cup also gives him another opportunity to become a professional chess player.

He also thought about it, and during the time when the next Muzi Cup opened, he planned to return to his old profession and re-engage in the computer-related industry.

Although this decision will not allow him to have a lot of time to practice chess like before, the compact life can also make him more aware of himself and clearly understand what he wants.

The high-speed rail is very fast, it is fast beyond thoughts, and it is fast beyond time.

It's almost time to crush everyone's past.

More than a decade ago, most of the trains on the railways were still running on green trains, and everyone seemed to be in the same hurry as they are now.

But on the green train, they discussed their thoughts, discussed the past, discussed the passage of a year, and discussed their respective difficulties.

Almost every passenger is not barrierd.

And now, technology has indeed changed everyone's lives, but it has also given everyone on the high-speed rail an invisible window.

The drive from the ancient city to the capital is about six hours, looking at the same scenery outside the window, Yang Zheng also felt a little tired, he wanted to sleep, but the passengers sitting next to him took the first step to meet Zhou Gong, and the continuous snoring made it difficult for him to sleep.

But looking at the man next to him who was about the same age as himself, his face was even more tired. Yang Zheng

didn't bother, but compromised and played with the phone.

Yang Zheng's mobile phone doesn't have any games, only a chess game, and it seems that this game has become colorful with the increase in popularity of chess, even with his splash screen advertisement.

Yang Zheng looked at the opening screen ad and couldn't help grinning.

Because in the advertisement he swiped, there was a person he was very familiar with, and that person was Dongdong.

Although she failed the promotion exam twice in a row, her popularity on the Internet is still undiminished.

Many advertisers and well-known brands, in order to create Dongdong's business image, directly crowned her with the words "beautiful girl chess player".

I have to say that Dongdong's image is still very good, and his eyes are a little more confident than before.

Looking at Dongdong, who is so active on the Internet, Yang Zheng also has a sense of relief that my family has a girl who has just grown up.

However, although Yang Zheng felt relieved, he remembered Dongdong's experience of failing to upgrade twice in a row, and he was also a little unhappy in his heart.

After all, he is not like chess nerds and those well-known chess critics, who think that the upper limit of Dongdong is a first-class chess player.

On the contrary, as Dongdong's teacher, in his eyes, Dongdong still has a delicacy that many chess players do not have.

Although her learning ability is not very good, but in chess, if she wants to go to a higher level, in addition to her learning ability and innate talent, learning methods and her own efforts are actually more important.

And Dongdong, who failed twice in a row, in Yang Zheng's eyes, was more because she spent more time on commercials and ignored a lot of time to practice chess, which led to her fiasco.

However, this is also reasonable, after all, Dongdong's previous family conditions were too poor, and it was rare to have a chance to change his life against the sky, presumably most people would choose to give up a lot of things for this opportunity.

It's just that Yang Zheng will also be worried, worried that if Dongdong continues to make quick money like this, then her career as a professional chess player will most likely stop here.

But thinking of Dongdong's father, Yang Zheng was also relieved.

Because he knew that although Dongdong's father didn't read much, he came from a hard life, and his rich life experience also made him know better than anyone else the importance of being down-to-earth.

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief and happily played chess with his mobile phone.

While Yang Zheng was playing chess, Huanhuan was a little tired.

She rarely travels, and in an unfamiliar city, she feels more and more that life is becoming more and more intolerant of people with disabilities like her.

She can't speak, and she relies on mobile phone navigation to travel. Not only that, but she can't speak, whether it is eating, drinking, or lodging, she is much more troublesome than normal people.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this trouble that Huanhuan travels more carefully than most people, and even more so because of this caution.

Huanhuan also slowly discovered the fact that in the more developed cities, people with disabilities are also rarer.

Obviously, there are many exclusive passages for the disabled in big cities, but most of them are full of clutter.

Obviously, there are many blind lanes in big cities, but shared bicycles seem to replace the disabled and become the protagonists of the blind lanes.

Obviously, this city is big and is considered by many people to be the most inclusive, but why does this city feel so cold that she feels out of place?

When Huanhuan wanted to escape, a voice suddenly sounded from her side.

"You're a friend of Teacher Yang Zheng, right?"

The person who spoke looked to be in his early thirties, and his honest appearance made people feel kind.

He was dressed in old-looking clothes, but they were clean, and when he laughed, his big white teeth made people feel good.

Huanhuan looked at this man, and she couldn't help frowning, because she didn't seem to remember who this man was.

But this man's next words made Huanhuan let down his vigilance between his eyebrows.

"I'm Dongdong's father, we've met before, in the park, I also greeted you and Teacher Yang Zheng when I went to pick up Dongdong and go home."

The person who spoke was Dongdong's father, looking at Dongdong who was held by the stars on the side, Huanhuan also remembered this man.

Dongdong, she has a deep impression, for a long time, Dongdong is the student that Yang Zheng talks about the most.

And after becoming a professional chess player and chess star, Yang Zheng also feels proud of his students.

She talked to Dongdong, and she had met a few times, in her impression, Dongdong was a little shy and unconfident little girl, and when she played chess with Yang Zheng, the most she said was sorry.

But in the short videos and those commercials, Dongdong is like a different person, not only talking more times, but also a lot more confident.

However, seeing such a thing, Huanhuan still felt that she was the same as before, the one who was not confident... The little girl.

It's her instinct, and it's her personal feeling.

At this time, she looked at Dongdong, who was held by the stars, and also looked at the smile on her face that she had never seen before.

Perhaps, she guessed wrong, right?