In the midst of an irregular game.

Draws can be said to be very common, recognized, and an "attitude" that does not hurt harmony.

Why is it "attitude" rather than other words, because in the early eighties and nineties chess matches, a draw represented not only a recognition of the strength of the two players, but also a respect for a player's career.

But in the late 90s, a draw became an attitude that many people did not want to forge ahead.

Even many people feel that a draw is the fundamental reason why Huaxia chess is not as famous as Huaxia Go.

In the decades that followed, the number of draws slowly became less and less common, as the rules and opinions slowly became less and less.

Peng Fei looked at this game of chess and listened to the draw in Yue Qishi's mouth.

His expression was a little dazed.

He knew that Yue Qishi was saving face for himself, because if he continued to walk, his winning rate would be less than one percent.

He also looked up, taking a serious look at his opponent for the first time.

Yue Qishi looks much older than his actual age, perhaps because of his childhood experience, Yue Qishi's face always has a lingering "earth color".

His hands are very large, and the calluses on his hands are also very thick and thick, and it can be seen that in addition to playing chess, he also does a lot of heavy work to support himself and the family behind him.

Thinking about the rumors about Yue Qishi, Peng Fei inexplicably felt an indescribable sense of shame and self-blame in his heart.

He originally thought that after becoming a chess master, his chess journey would not only be smooth sailing, but also a few points better than ordinary chess players.

Indeed, with his age and the advanced and scientific training he received since childhood, he has won a lot of honors and fortunes after stepping into the professional chess world.

He has ambitions that many chess players do not have, and wants to make Chinese chess a regular competition in the world's highest sporting event.

It's just that his ambition is also wealth and even honor.

In front of the opposite Yue Qishi, who has been stuck in the first-class chess player all year round, it seems to be a joke.

Strong self-blame and unspeakable shame made Pengfei realize his inadequacy again.

For the first time, he also chose a draw as the ending of the game.

Yue Qishi looked at the young chess player's decadent appearance, and he didn't continue to say anything.

Rather, let him digest himself.

An hour's rest becomes a long time for Pengfei.

He's tried to replay the game in his mind, and he's tried to change his moves again and again in his mind.

But what made him strange was that no matter how much he changed his final move, it was still difficult for him to get the final victory.

It also made him feel extremely disappointed, even hopeless.

At this time, Yue Qishi looked at this young man with a sad face, and he walked over silently.

He sat next to Peng Fei and did not speak.

Peng Fei also gradually felt the presence of Yue Qishi beside him, he knew that Yue Qishi came over with good intentions, if he opened his mouth now to ask Yue Qishi all the questions about the game just now. Yue Qishi will definitely not have reservations about himself.

But the young man's temperament, perhaps the temperament of becoming famous at a young age, made him unable to ask Yue Qishi any questions about the game of chess just now.

He was very entangled, and the question of chess in his mind gradually became a topic about the future.

I don't know how long it took for Peng Fei to come to his senses, he looked around, Yue Qishi had already left, and in the place where Yue Qishi was just sitting, there was a small cannon.

Peng Fei looked at the cannon, and he was stunned.

Thinking back to the game of chess he had just lost, Yue Qishi's use of artillery was actually not as impressive as his own.

In addition to actively exposing the cover door, he also made a fuss about the last few hands with cannons.

He also attached great importance to this cannon, and until just now he was wondering if this cannon was a cover door.

But looking at the cannon left by Yue Qishi, Peng Fei seemed to realize something again.

He finally remembered a game of chess, and both sides actually had two cannons each.

Yue Qishi's other cannon was not as dazzling as the key cannon, but thinking about the chess game carefully, the thirty-two chess pieces, in fact, each chess piece has its own unique and irreplaceable role.

At least, in the field of chess, no piece is born an outcast.

Thinking back to the game of chess I just played, I seem to have unconsciously forgotten this most basic and simple truth.

If you start the game with a little more stability, if you don't design so many discarded pieces at the beginning, if you are decisive in the middle, then this game of chess...

Peng Fei thought of this, and he smiled bitterly.

Because he found that the reason why Yue Qishi kept this chess piece was not simply to tell him how to win the game just now.

Instead, he was told that he should reacquaint himself and his chess game.

……

Night is approaching, Yue Qishi has a good record today, except for the draw with Peng Fei, the other games are won by a large margin.

Many professional chess players who know him have respect for today's Yue chess players.

Most of these chess players are not young, many of them are over forty years old, and for them, chess is no longer a simple profession, but their life.

They allow their lives to fail, but they stubbornly feel that they can fail in their lives, but they must not be a stepping stone for the younger generation.

This is an obsession brought about by age, and it is also an experience that many people must go through in life.

And Yue Qishi didn't seem to have much feeling for their respect, and he seemed to be a little tired.

Although his physical strength is stronger than that of ordinary peers, a high-intensity brain race is no less than a long-distance run.

Yue Qishi walked a long way, and he walked for a long time, and some of the people who surrounded him left halfway, and some of them arrived at the destination they wanted to go.

In the end, only Yue Qishi was left.

He looked up at the gray moonlight, and he sighed inadvertently.

"It seems that this is still the age of young people."

Yue Qishi said very lightly, but it was also very heavy.

He also seems to be slowly realizing that an old chess player like him is becoming less and less suitable for this era.

And that game of chess seems to be not just a draw with Pengfei, but more about his reconciliation with this era.

Think about his life, it can be described by the word bumpy along the way, but such a bumpy life is not in the eyes of others, but in the ordinary life of most people.

But he is also very satisfied with this kind of life, because compared to the previous life, he seems to have learned to expect.

He learned to look forward to tomorrow and to look forward to every day of his life.