Go: The live broadcast queen launched a gorgeous rebellion against the dog

Actually...

Did Brother Ruixin really meet her again? !
And it happened to be in the quarterfinals!!!
4:18 pm, April th, Hailing Hotel.

When he saw the draw for the quarterfinals, Nie Yunyi's brain seemed to have a slight interruption, so much so that even though he had always been an atheist, he subconsciously doubted the existence of fate.

The result of the quarterfinal match of the last Spring Orchid Cup can be regarded as a thorn in Nie Yunyi's memory.

At that time, facing the seven-time champion Lin Ruixin, who was still considered to be the leader of China, Rui Zhao, who was only 20 years old and generally regarded as a rookie chess player, actually used white to sacrifice an astonishing flying knife and defeated his opponent!
In just 114 moves, Rui, the th dan at that time, defeated Lin Ruixin, who was then the Chinese chess master, and entered the semi-finals of the world championship for the first time! !

There is no doubt that the massacre in that game was an all-round blow to Lin Ruixin, a symbolic figure in the Chinese chess world.

In the next two years, Lin Ruixin never even made it to the quarterfinals of the World Championships! Many Go commentators regarded this as a landmark event in Lin Ruixin's career.

From that day on, the tense and irreconcilable relationship between Lin Ruixin and Rui Zhao, which was almost hostile, became a well-known secret in the chess world.

In this regard, Nie Yunyi naturally stood on Lin Ruixin's side unconditionally. He also always dreamed of defeating Rui Zhao in person on the field to save face for his idol, and he regarded "revenge for Lin Ruixin" as one of his motivations to move forward.

But the conversation with Rui Zhao just now made the originally clear boundaries in Xiao Nie Qiduan's mind begin to blur.

Rui Zhao's voice, which was always a little gentle but unusually firm, and his calm and generous words, always made Nie Yunyi a little shaken.

As for the warmth from Rui Zhao's body when he brushed his head...

Thinking of this, little Nie Miao's face instantly turned red again.

He reached out his hand impatiently to ruffle his already messy hair, and subconsciously clenched his fists.

Intellectually, he told himself countless times: It is natural to support Brother Ruixin!

He was looking forward to his idol being able to teach the once aggressive Rui Zhao a lesson in this crucial revenge match in the quarterfinals and wash away the shame of two years ago!

This is not only a battle of honor for the idol, but also a battle of faith for thousands of chess fans like him who take Lin Ruixin as their role model!
But deep in his heart, there was a very faint thought that he didn't even want to delve into quietly growing...

He seemed... a little unwilling to see Rui Zhao lose.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, it quickly wrapped around Nie Yunyi's heart like a thin vine, causing him to shake his head violently, as if trying to get rid of something shameful.

No, no! Nie Yunyi, what are you thinking about? !
Even if it was really Brother Ruixin who was wrong in the original grudge, but putting aside the facts, how can you side with her? !
Nie Yunyi took a deep breath, trying to calm down this wavering feeling that shouldn't have existed at all.

But his body's instinctive reaction was telling him: Although he wanted to see Brother Ruixin win, he didn't want to see Rui Zhao lose!
……wrong!
No, no, no!

I can't think about it any more!

I am in a mess now!
Ah yes!

I, I haven’t sent a WeChat message of congratulations to Brother Ruixin yet!
Send WeChat first, send WeChat!

Little Nie Miao hurriedly took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and his fingertips trembled slightly when he unlocked the screen.

Opening WeChat and finding the pinned post "Brother Ruixin", Nie Yunyi quickly typed:

[Brother Ruixin, you are so strong! Congratulations on entering the quarterfinals! ]

[I know that as long as you recover, you will definitely be the best chess player in the world! ]

[In this quarterfinals, let’s teach that female devil a lesson! Go ahead!!]

But after the message was edited, Nie Yunyi's inexplicable feeling of anxiety did not ease.

The seemingly vicious title of "female devil" made the gentle and calm figure who soothed his head a few hours ago even clearer.

Uh……

She, she just encouraged me, but now I'm calling her a female devil, which is a bit bad...

After hesitating for a long time, he deleted the last paragraph before sending it out.

But Xiao Nie Qiduan, who thought he finally didn't have to worry about it anymore, suddenly realized something else.

……Eh?

She, she just encouraged me, am I...

Do I have to send her a WeChat message too?

However, when this thought flashed through his mind, little Nie Miao immediately began to scold himself again!
Uh no!
What the hell are you thinking about!!!
If you go to congratulate and encourage her, wouldn't that mean you're hoping Ruixin loses?
Xiao Nie, 7th Dan, hastily tried to dismiss the idea, but when he couldn't help but look at Rui Zhao who was sitting in the front row, he saw that the contemporary Zhaojun, who had just drawn lots, was being instructed by the reigning chess master of the same age.

Seeing the two of them chatting happily, Nie Yunyi's finger opened WeChat again.

This time, he clicked on the dialog box with the three words "female devil" in the caption.

There are very few chat records between the two, except for the time when they asked each other for room numbers during the previous Weiqi League playoffs.

Nie Yunyi pursed his lips, his fingertips hovering above the input keyboard, with a conflicted feeling in his heart.

After hesitating for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind, Nie Yunyi began typing with a bit of fearlessness, and the content was extremely twisted:

[Although I firmly believe that Brother Ruixin can definitely teach you a lesson, you still have to play it well. ]

[Otherwise, you will mess up the game, and even if Ruixin wins, he won't be proud! ]

After typing these words and sending them, Nie Yunyi looked at the message he had just sent and felt his face getting a little hot.

What is this?

Is this a concern without distinction between friend and foe? Or is it a disguised form of encouragement?

He could even imagine Rui Zhao's stunned expression when he saw the message, so much so that he didn't dare to look in his direction!

However, less than ten seconds after the phone screen went dark, a distinct "buzzing" sound was heard on the desktop.

Nie Yunyi's heart skipped a beat, as if something had gripped it.

He quickly grabbed the phone and turned it over, and sure enough, there was a new WeChat message on the screen - from [The Devil Girl].

She replied so quickly?! Nie Yunyi held his breath and clicked on the message. The reply that came into his eyes was simple and clear:
[Yeah, don't worry, Nie Yunyi! ]

【I have always been very, very serious about Lin Jiudan! 】

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Time quickly came to April 4, the day of the quarterfinal match of this year's Spring Orchid Cup.

11:45 am, in a corner of the guest room area of ​​Hailing Hotel.

Lin Ruixin took a deep breath, his fingertips lingered on the door handle for a moment, then he closed it forcefully and walked towards the game room.

The thick-carpeted corridor of Hailing Hotel was eerily quiet, with only the sound of his own footsteps echoing dully but clearly.

Two years ago, almost the same time, exactly the same place.

It was the same Spring Orchid Cup quarterfinals. The opponent was the same name - Rui Zhao.

Lin Ruixin can no longer remember the specific content of that game of chess.

It's as if the brain has activated its self-protection mechanism, and many key fragments have become blurred.

It was like being burned by strong light, leaving only some broken blocks of color and the pain that still makes people feel anxious.

But there was one detail that was as terrifyingly clear as a brand, and it became more and more distinct as he walked towards the game room.

It wasn't the opponent's shocking flying knife that destroyed all his hopes, nor was it the extremely high quality of his moves that left no flaws and firmly nailed the black chess's chances of winning on the horizon...

It was when the chess game was over and he was sure he had lost and could not recover, he stood up and tried to leave the silent massacre scene as quickly as possible, but his lower body went numb and he suddenly felt...

That stagger.

Although I regained my balance in an instant and didn't fall down, the short and sharp feeling of imbalance, the cameras and eyes that were all directed at me, and the embarrassment of my heart almost stopping at that moment...

The mark of shame formed by all the senses is far deeper in the bone marrow than any chess record!

For two years, the dizziness caused by this stumbling had been lingering on him like a maggot on his tarsal bones.

Every time he sat down at the chessboard, every time he heard the name "Rui Zhao", it would quietly revive and remind him of that complete defeat.

The light at the end of the corridor was getting brighter and brighter. The heavy door of the chess room was already in sight.

Lin Ruixin subconsciously straightened his back and tightened his jaw slightly.

He has been in really good form recently.

A rigorous, almost harsh training plan, a massive amount of targeted research, and countless sleepless nights...it all paid off in the end.

All of this is done in order to one day avenge the previous humiliation and beat the opponent into an abyss of no return!
Of course, Rui Zhao is very strong.

It is an indisputable fact that he is so strong that he has a hint of being the only one seeking to defeat the enemy.

In theory, any game against her is a disadvantage - Lin Ruixin has enough self-knowledge.

But the charm of Go lies in the fact that there are endless changes on the board and there are always unexpected things that may happen.

If I could guess the white chess piece that I am very good at like I did against Zeng Guangwen the day before yesterday, then...

There shouldn't be no chance at all!
Thinking of this, Lin Ruixin took a deep breath, pushed open the door, walked towards his chess table, and soon saw the object of his revenge...

The number one person in the world, Rui Zhao!

She sat there quietly in a white business suit, her back as straight as a bamboo, her jet-black hair neatly tied behind her head, leaving only a few strands hanging on her clear cheeks, she was extremely beautiful.

Lin Ruixin didn't say anything. He walked straight to his seat, pulled out the chess chair and sat down, his movements a little stiff.

He didn't want to look at her, and his gaze deliberately fell on the empty but smooth oak chessboard, as if the smoke of war in the near future was reflected on it.

But at this moment, a clear female voice suddenly sounded, like a stone thrown into a deep pool, breaking the heavy air.

"...Lin Jiudan, good afternoon.

"The game we won against Brother Zeng the day before yesterday was really exciting."

Rui Zhao's tone was calm as usual, without any provocation in it, it was more like he was stating a simple observed fact.

Lin Ruixin's throat rolled, but he didn't look up immediately. His eyes were still fixed on the chessboard, as if he was studying the direction of the wood grain. His voice was deliberately suppressed and hard:
"...It's not surprising to win against Zeng Gou. It's just that I regained some form - and I was playing white."

He finally raised his head and cast sharp eyes at Rui Zhao's face, which was too young and too calm.

The two years did not leave any traces on her, except that her eyes became more profound and her temperament became more outstanding.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and changed the subject, each word clear and with a sharp emphasis:
"But, unfortunately...

"I failed to guess the white chess piece the first two times I met you since the ban was lifted."

The subtext of this statement couldn't be clearer - if I had the white pieces that I am good at, you might not be able to win so easily!
Although Lin Ruixin now does not simply attribute his defeat to the failure to guess the white chess pieces under the Chinese rules, he never minds playing some tricks on his opponent's mentality.

After saying this, he stared into Rui Zhao's eyes, trying to see any fluctuations in them.

But Rui Zhao listened quietly, his face still expressionless.

There was no explanation, no sarcasm, and none of the reactions that Lin Ruixin had expected.

Her next words were as direct and plain as if she was talking about today's weather, but they were like a silent thunderbolt that instantly broke all the directions that Lin Ruixin had anticipated:
"……I see.

"If you think that you can play better with white, we can stop guessing this game...

"Just play white."

(End of this chapter)