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

Goodbye, Coach Lang! ×N
Ah... goodbye everyone!
Don't forget to keep training!

At 7:10 p.m. on May 5, in the lobby of a budget hotel in Gezhou City, Zhejiang Province.

The energetic farewells of the boys and girls still lingered in his ears. Lang Haishen wore a smile that was a mixture of fatigue and relief as he watched the young members of the [Dongjiang Zhicheng Tianxiang] club, carrying their backpacks, chatter and full of energy as they rushed toward the elevator.

The crisp sound of the elevator starting up still carried a hint of lingering excitement and the lively atmosphere of the celebration banquet, echoing softly in the spacious hotel lobby before being gradually drowned out by the background noise of people checking in at the front desk further away.

Lang Hai took a deep breath, raised his hand to rub his slightly throbbing temples, and felt the noise in his mind temporarily subside along with those small figures.

The final round of the third quarterly tournament of the inaugural Zhaomiao Cup, which just ended this afternoon, coupled with the lively celebration banquet that followed...

After all this, this former genius, now in his thirties, felt a sense of exhaustion creeping over him.

However, he couldn't go back to his room to rest like the other team members—he wouldn't be staying here tonight.

He turned and pushed open the heavy glass door of the hotel. The warm, cool breeze of the southern night in May, carrying moisture, rushed towards him, instantly relaxing his skin, which had been feeling tight due to the dryness of the air conditioning.

The city is brightly lit at night, and traffic flows like a river.

Lang Haishen hailed a passing taxi, squeezed himself into the back seat, and told the driver his destination.

As the streetlights outside the window rapidly receded into a dazzling display, Lang Haishen, leaning back in his soft chair, took the opportunity to slowly switch roles.

After three quarterly tournaments, twenty of the thirty rounds of the inaugural Zhaomiao Cup regular season have been completed.

The coach he serves as, [Dongjiang Zhicheng Tianxiang], is currently ranked second, only behind [Muhu Education Wenqu], which specializes in Go.

The prodigal son is very happy with this position! The younger teammates are also improving very quickly – which to some extent makes up for the regret of missing out on some of his time back then.

But besides that, the coach, Prodigal Son, discovered another change during these months of teaching and training that, at first glance, seemed unexpected but was actually quite logical...

Recently, he has clearly felt that the level of female players in the Zhaomiao Cup has started to rise!

And the speed of progress is astonishing!

As for the reason behind this, it's not that "women might have higher IQs than men," as some domestic and international media outlets are currently claiming, but rather...

The girls are noticeably curlier than before!
Of course, it cannot be said that the original female Go players did not work hard at all—no one who has reached the level of professional Go has not worked hard.

But it must be said that female chess players at that time always seemed to feel that something was missing.

Lang Haishen even vaguely felt that female chess players in the past seemed to have unanimously agreed on a boundary:
It's only natural that female chess players can't beat male players of the same age!

This is objectively determined by physiological structure, testosterone levels, and some kind of "inexplicable innate difference," and it has always been so, completely independent of human will!
Back then, the girls never seemed to seriously consider—I must beat male chess players my age!

It wasn't just an occasional upset; it was a fair and square victory, surpassing male players of the same generation, and even older ones, in terms of skill and technique!
The chain reaction caused by this kind of mindset... is extremely fatal.

As a result, in terms of dedication, training time, and hard work, the girls are far behind their male counterparts who are determined to fight their way up!

The "difference" here doesn't refer to a poor attitude, but rather a difference in energy generated by the overall atmosphere and goals!

It's like an invisible but solid barrier, separating two completely different competitive mindsets.

But... what about today?

The girls' fighting spirit far exceeded the prodigal son's expectations!

He recalled the almost palpable tension in the playing area during the afternoon's competition, and the young female talents who had to compete fairly against their peers on the field!

They no longer had any fear or hesitation, only a pure desire to win!
Compared to the male players, the young girls seemed to possess an even stronger, more determined desire to prove themselves! This transformation is not an isolated case. Coaches from other teams have also had similar feelings.

Some coaches from other teams even joked that they should prioritize selecting girls for the Zhaomiao Cup in the future—after all, it seems that girls are basically no less talented than boys, and in terms of willpower during puberty, girls are even significantly stronger!
The source that led all these changes needs no further explanation...

He was none other than Rui Zhao, the most famous person in the world at that time!
The sudden emergence of this incredibly popular and beautiful 9-dan player was like a comet crashing into the professional Go world, igniting a wildfire with lightning speed!

Everyone witnessed her astonishing speed of ascent, her dazzling and even suffocating chess skills, and her astonishing pace at which she achieved one accomplishment after another—an outward and dazzling brilliance.

But what Lang Haishen clearly felt at this moment was the seemingly silent but actually earth-shattering spiritual reshaping that the name Rui Zhao brought to the internal ecology of this ancient industry, especially to the group of female chess players!

The power of role models is unmatched by any coach's motivational speeches or slogans!
This reshaping is so profound that it has already begun to completely change the gender perceptions and career paths of a new generation of Go players.

The current situation at the Zhaomiao Cup is merely a reflection of its enormous influence!

Thinking of this, Lang Haishen not only felt honored for the small amount of support and encouragement he had given to this young girl when she first showed her talent, but also felt emotional as he was personally experiencing this transformative era!
As the prodigal son's thoughts drifted from this grand yet warm sentiment to reality, the brightly lit silhouette of the Gezhou High-Speed ​​Railway Station came into view outside the train window.

Lang Haishen checked his watch; there were still thirty minutes until departure. He hurriedly got off the bus, grabbed his luggage, and joined the flow of people heading to the waiting hall.

He needed to catch the high-speed train that evening to reach Qiantang City, the capital of Zhejiang Province, where he would rest temporarily before taking another high-speed train the next morning to Dajing.

The timing was very tight because he had to arrive before the game started tomorrow afternoon.

The reason is simple—the Dragon Star Wars!

This afternoon, the association officially announced the matchups for this year's Dragon Star Tournament qualifiers on its official website.

The densely packed names and numbers foreshadow a new round of fierce competition that will be decided tomorrow on the chessboard in Dajing, and Lang Haishen's name is naturally among them.

In fact, he always participated in the Dragon Star Battle, a small competition where "friendship comes first and competition second," with a very relaxed attitude.

This is just this time...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take out his phone from his trouser pocket and easily clicked into the QQ group for the "Second Encirclement of Rui Zhao".

It is now 7:28 PM Beijing time. According to the organization's arrangements, a mobilization meeting needs to be held at 7:30 PM tonight before the start of this year's Dragon Star Battle preliminary rounds.

Although the former captain of the Dongjiang team had no interest in blocking Rui Zhao, he still had to go through the motions for the sake of fitting in.

Sure enough, as soon as Lang Haishen connected to the live stream, he found that it was already filled with "immortals lined up like hemp"!
Upon seeing this, Lang Haishen silently raised his eyebrows, deftly took out his Bluetooth earphones from his backpack, put them on, and then found a seat in the waiting room, appearing very relaxed.

Soon, the time struck 7:30, and a loud announcement in the waiting hall signaled the start of ticket inspection.

The instant the notification tone ended, Bian Lele's voice, as the leader of the encirclement network, suddenly rose in the phone's earpiece, carrying an undeniable solemnity and a deliberately created sense of ceremony, overshadowing the small-scale conversations of the others:
"...Okay! It's time!"
"Brothers! Quiet down!"

Bian Lele's opening remarks carried a heavy sense of history, as well as an undeniable, tragic, and heroic spirit that seemed to be challenging some kind of destiny once again.
"Right now... it's almost time for the annual Dragon Star Battle to begin again!"
"It has to be said that the Dragon Star Battle is a competition stained with the blood and tears of many brothers..."

"Looking back at last year's Dragon Star Tournament, Rui Zhao fought his way through the bubble tournament and won the Dragon Star Tournament championship by stepping on everyone's heads! He also set an absurd record of advancing to the ninth round with the first responsibility match seven games in advance!"
This led to the absurd claim of "being as close as brothers," plunging everyone into a period of intense public criticism and suffering...

But as the saying goes... you have to get up from where you fall!
"Now, Empress Zhao has just obtained the right to challenge for the title of Chess Saint! She is at the height of her pride!"
As the saying goes, pride comes before a fall!
"At this moment, Empress Zhaotian may seem to be at the height of her power, but this is also the perfect opportunity for us to launch a surprise attack!"

At this point, Lele paused for half a second. Then, in Lang Haishen's earpiece, he clearly heard Lele's voice, almost a declaration, filled with a do-or-die determination, after taking a deep breath:

"Now...I hereby announce: the final special operation against Rui Zhao has officially begun!"
"The operation's code name is..."

"'Komaki - Nagakute'!" (End of Chapter)