The last few words of the big boss undoubtedly affected Yang Zheng's mood.

Although the big boss finally admitted defeat, in Yang Zheng's heart, he lost the game of chess instead.

Because I still can't let go of a lot of things.

On the other hand, Lao Yu is not as sentimental as Yang Zheng, he doesn't know chess, and he doesn't want to spend time thinking about the big boss's big truth about life.

He only knew that with Yang Zheng's means, they successfully signed a big contract.

Lao Yu, who was in a good mood, also planned to invite Yang Zheng to a big meal, but Yang Zheng always remembered what the big boss said at the end, and he also found an excuse to decline Lao Yu's invitation.

Lao Yu was not angry, he looked at Yang Zheng's back, and only sighed that he was too young.

Young enough to waste time thinking because of other people's words.

After all, life is not easy in the heart, so there is no need for too much advice from others.

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People can only do one thing well in this life.

This is a phrase that the big boss has repeatedly said.

It is also a sentence that Yang Zheng's father often said when he was alive.

The two people have different identities and different achievements, which also leads to the fact that after they say this sentence, the gold content is also different.

However, Yang Zheng also agreed with the words of the two of them, because it is not easy for an ordinary person like him to do one thing well in his life.

But what should I do well in my life?

Yang Zheng couldn't help but be a little confused, and his eyes couldn't help but drift to the chess stall that was set up not far away.

Looking at those elderly masters, he began to feel that these masters were actually very powerful.

When they were younger, most of them certainly didn't have a career in chess. They worked diligently and lived in a down-to-earth manner, working hard for most of their lives, and only in their later years did they dedicate their time to the chess they loved.

These seemingly ordinary ordinary people are actually much more exciting than their own lives.

He remembered the construction worker he met last time, obviously he had the chess skills of a professional chess player, but he was also willing to be ordinary.

Yang Zheng, who had stopped for a long time, naturally attracted the attention of the owner of the chess stall.

The white-haired old man greeted Yang Zheng very warmly to come and see the chess. He looks about seventy, and although his face is full of the vicissitudes of time, he is full of energy, at least more energetic than Yang Zheng in his prime.

Yang Zheng was not hypocritical, took the initiative to step forward and watched the old man finish a game of chess.

From his point of view, the old man's chess power is not too high, and the level of ordinary chess enthusiasts can only be regarded as ordinary in Happiness Park.

And the old man's opponent is even less powerful, not only does he not play chess in a disciplined manner, but he can't even calculate chess, and the whole game of chess is led by the nose by the old man, like a chess novice who has just entered the chess world.

But even if he loses, this novice always has a smile on his face, and it seems that for him, playing chess itself is a very interesting thing, winning or losing is not important, but being happy is the most important thing.

He pulled the old man to ask for another hand, and in the coaxing of the onlookers, Yang Zheng realized that this man, who looked like a novice, was actually a professional chess player.

He is also a professional chess player who is not low-ranked.

But why did he just act like a novice?

With curiosity, Yang Zheng took another look.

This professional chess player played much better than the one just now, but in the end, he couldn't stand the old man's serial killing moves, and finally reluctantly admitted defeat.

But repeated defeats do not seem to affect his mentality and emotions, on the contrary, he still enjoys the outcome of losing. He kept repeating that if he didn't show mercy just now, he would be the one who won in the end.

The old man kept nodding his head, as if agreeing with him, and invited him to play a third game.

But in the third game of chess, the loss was still this professional chess player.

He also seems to be back to the first game, playing chess not only as he pleases, but also very aggressively.

After this game of chess, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and the wrinkles were inadvertently squeezed together, very aggrieved.

And the chess friends next to him turned out to be unusual, comforting him, encouraging him, and letting him play another game.

This seems to be a way of coaxing children, and it also makes Yang Zheng realize that something is wrong.

Yang Zheng was patient and watched another game of chess.

In this game of chess, the old man obviously released water.

This game of chess also allowed Yang Zheng to see the bracelets on the hands of professional chess players.

On the thin bracelet was the old man's name, home address and contact information.

Looking at this special bracelet, Yang Zheng also realized that this professional chess player may be suffering from an incurable disease.

He looked at the serious old man again, and the well-meaning chess friends who were watching around.

Suddenly, there was something unspeakable in his heart.

In this game of chess, the professional chess player won, and after this game of chess, the family of the professional chess player also came to pick him up.

He didn't seem to recognize his family, and he was clamoring for another plate.

The old man on the other side refused his request, but he also promised to go down again tomorrow.

Looking at the professional chess player who was like a child and smiling and making an agreement with the old man, no matter how stupid Yang Zheng was, he realized that this seemingly ordinary chess stall was only for the professional chess player.

Looking at the back of the professional chess player slowly moving away, the old man also silently put away the chess stall.

At this time, he finally remembered Yang Zheng who was watching, and he hurriedly set up a chess stall, looked at Yang Zheng with a smile, and said a game?

His eyes were apologetic, and his tone was sincere.

But Yang Zheng refused, he smiled and pointed to the moon in the sky, saying that it was too late.

The old man smiled, and then followed Yang Zheng to tell the story of a professional chess player.

He is indeed a professional chess player, and he is a professional chess player who became famous at a young age.

Therefore, he has been the darling of the media since he was a child, and almost everyone who knows him thinks that he can become the brightest star in the Chinese chess world in the future.

But there were too many demons in that era, and although he did have talent, decades later, he was forever only one step away from being a chess master. This also made him doubt his life for a while.

It is said that there are so many chess masters in the Chinese chess world, and even many people who don't know about chess - in their eyes, chess masters are so cheap that they can be seen everywhere.

But in fact, the number of registered professional chess players is less than 1,000, and the number of professional chess players who have become chess masters is even more pitiful, and even some provinces have not produced even a single master-level chess player for so many years.

He also slowly fell lonely in the midst of repeated failures, and even thought that he was not suitable for chess.

He also thought about retiring more than once, but he was unwilling to leave the scene like this.

Therefore, in the last few years of his career, he kept participating in tournaments and constantly improving his chess skills.

In his final year of participating in the national competition, he met the first person in the chess world at that time in the top 16, even if he played at a super level, he could not defeat him, and finally had no choice but to stop in the top 16.

There are many chess players like him, after all, chess is a competitive sport in the final analysis, and as long as there is the word competition, there are bound to be winners and losers.

And he was the loser of the competition that year.