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

It's still... in your own hands?
Upon hearing this, Lin Ruixin froze, a fleeting look of confusion and astonishment flashing across his bloodshot eyes. Even the lake of his heart, nearly numb from the scorching flames of revenge, rippled violently…

Back then, I suffered consecutive crushing defeats against Rui Zhao, lost my title of "Chess Saint," and was ridiculed by everyone...

The helplessness of being swept away, the anger of being stripped of his title, the shame of being ridiculed by public opinion... these were the things that eroded his soul like poison, ultimately giving rise to his relentless obsession with revenge!
He had clearly made up his mind to bring Rui Zhao down at all costs! But Mo Ge said:
What I should have... is still in my own hands?!

Just as Lin Ruixin was lost in confusion, Mo Wei's voice rang out again, his words carrying an almost reckless bluntness:

"Ruixin, indeed: at that time it seemed you had lost everything, and you fell from the position of a leader almost instantly..."

"But does that matter?!"

Mo Wei then changed the subject:
"Even without Rui Zhao, there will still be Xiao Lei! Back then, King Shang won the title of Chess Saint eight times, but he still handed it over to you."

"Does serving one more or one less term really make a big difference to you?"

"You don't really think that with your current half-baked skills, you can make any breakthroughs, do you?!"

These extremely harsh words pierced Lin Ruixin's eardrums like steel needles!

In the past, given Lin Ruixin's proud, arrogant, and unquestionable personality, she would almost certainly have turned against Mo Wei on the spot!
However, at this moment, faced with these sharp words that couldn't be more direct, although the light of anger flashed and swayed intensely in his eyes, it eventually dimmed slowly.

Lin Ruixin's body trembled slightly before he fell into a deep silence. He seemed to agree with this harsh yet undeniably true viewpoint.

Seeing that his words seemed to have some effect, Mo Wei immediately seized the opportunity to continue persuading him:
"...But now, you've won your eighth world championship! That proves you're a top-tier player capable of reaching the pinnacle of the world once again!"

"And the people around you who care about you are still waiting for you! Do you really have to be so indifferent to them?!"

"...Indeed, I'm just someone who makes money off you anyway, so it doesn't matter if you don't care..."

"But what about your uncles and aunts?"

As Mo Wei spoke, he quickly took out his phone, brought up the WeChat chat interface, and held the screen up to Lin Ruixin's face:
"Before the final, my aunt and uncle told me to give you some encouragement no matter what the result was! They just sent me a WeChat message asking me to send you their congratulations!"

"Ah, there's more..."

"You still have many fans waiting for you!"

Mo Wei quickly exited WeChat and opened a QQ group! The screen was instantly flooded with a massive amount of messages!

"...Look!"
"Your fanbase is absolutely going crazy! They're all cheering for you! They're so happy for you!"

Lin Ruixin's slightly bewildered gaze was involuntarily drawn to the constantly scrolling screen.

As Mo Wei said, although there seem to be far fewer people in the fan group compared to two years ago, messages are still scrolling wildly in the group, all cheering and celebrating for their idols:
[Congratulations to Xinbao on winning her eighth championship! She's the first person in China to receive cupping therapy!!!]

[I'm so touched! I knew Xinbao would make a triumphant return!]

【I'm going to the Yi Kingdom right now to confront those haters!】

【Xinbao, fly high! We'll always be with you!】

I will always love my Lin Chess Master... I'm so happy to be a fan of him!

……

He stared blankly for several seconds, and then the madness and violence in his eyes began to slowly fade.

He had previously felt that he had fallen into the abyss and had nothing left after being defeated by Rui Zhao one after another, so he was willing to pay any price to avenge himself against Rui Zhao!
But now he suddenly felt that his past self...

That seems ridiculously wrong!
Just then, a steady footstep approached...

"...Lin Jiudan!"

Liu Shixian, who had been quietly watching from the side, walked over. His face remained expressionless, but his tone was very sincere.

"...Although I do not appreciate or even despise many of your past behaviors and actions."

"But I must say, if we only consider your performance in the best-of-three final game..."

“I truly admire you—I probably wouldn’t be able to reach this level when I’m your age.”

Liu Shixian spoke very sincerely to his old rival:
"...Of course, I don't know the full story about the feud between you and Rui Zhao, so I can't comment on it."

"However, given that she had already decided to engage in a formal confrontation with AI, she could have terminated the handicap challenge directly, but instead, she is still prepared to accept the challenge for this year's Sanshuang Cup champion..."

"Presumably, she also hopes that you can rediscover your former self on the chessboard."

"...Finding...myself?"

With his mind in a complete fog, Lin Ruixin first repeated it softly, but he quickly noticed another keyword and subconsciously asked Liu Shixian:

"...Huh?"

"She...she's going to date the AI?!"

"Yes, at the end of April."

Liu Shixian nodded slightly:
"When you have time... you can learn about the whole story."

"If you can put aside your prejudices, you should be able to see that she never actually meant to be at odds with anyone."

"In the end, she's just a naive girl who hopes everything will turn out well."

After saying this, Liu Shixian gently patted his opponent's shoulder twice, then strode away with steady steps and quickly disappeared from the doorway of the chess room, leaving Lin Ruixin standing there in a daze.

Seeing this, the faint flame of hope in Mo Wei's heart seemed to brighten a little more! He quickly stepped forward, trying to say a few more words of persuasion:

"Ruixin, even Liu Jiuduan said the same thing..."

"Rui Zhao, she actually..."

"Let...let me be alone for a while."

Lin Ruixin's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Mo Wei. After speaking, he ignored Mo Wei and left the chess room.

He walked through the quiet corridor to the storage area and retrieved his phone. Then he found a secluded corner, leaned against the wall, and slowly slid down to sit on the floor.

she……

Is she already going to compete against AI...?
And yet, he still agreed to accept my challenge?!
Liu Shixian's words seemed to echo in Lin Ruixin's mind. Finally, he took a deep breath and, as if making up his mind, pressed the power button on his phone, intending to go online to find out about the current situation.

But after the phone was turned on, before he could take any further action, countless message notifications flooded in like a tidal wave!
The red numbers on his WeChat icon jumped wildly, instantly breaking through three digits and still increasing—congratulatory messages from his parents, friends, and die-hard fans flooded his view.

Although it was not as grand and bustling as when he won his seventh title eight years ago, the constant stream of WeChat messages gently touched a long-dormant string in his heart!

An indescribable bittersweet feeling welled up in his heart, causing his fingertips to tremble slightly, and he was unable to make the next move for a long time!

Mo Ge...

That seems to make a lot of sense!

After a long sigh in his heart, the newly crowned eight-time champion put down his phone, rubbed the corner of his eye, and then composed himself.

After briefly replying in the family group chat with her parents, "Thank you, Mom and Dad. I'm doing well and very happy," Lin Ruixin took a deep breath and clicked on the Weibo icon.

As a former "big internet celebrity," he was well aware that Weibo launched the "AI Smart Search" function in 2025, which could quickly collect past content to organize the events.

He entered the keyword "Rui Zhao Deepbrain", and the software's built-in search AI quickly outlined a clear timeline of events for him:

From Rui Zhao's initial challenge to "Yong Zhao Junwei's" special handicap in the challenge, to Deepbrain's public response, and Rui Zhao's sharp and assertive declaration of war... the main events quickly flooded his mind.

His brow furrowed at times, then relaxed, his eyes filled with shock, bewilderment, and an increasingly intense disbelief...

"……she……

"Is she stupid?!"

After spending two minutes quickly clarifying the whole story, Lin Ruixin, temporarily setting aside his prejudices, couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

"A naive and innocent girl who hopes everything will turn out well"—Liu Shixian's assessment of her at this moment was as accurate as could be!
But how did I end up like this with her?

The thought flashed through Lin Ruixin's mind like lightning, and a strong sense of guilt instantly weighed on his heart.

He slumped to the ground, leaning against the cold wall, his thoughts drifting back five years, to when he first heard the ID "Yi Zhao Qi Yi"...

At that time, he was a spirited seven-time champion and the undisputed leader of the Chinese chess world!
And that suddenly appearing internet celebrity ID, though attracting worldwide attention, was merely part of his little off-the-books scheme... But after experiencing countless trials and tribulations, looking back at that seemingly distant past, he now felt as if he were detached from it all. With just a slight recollection, the current eight-time champion shook his head at his former self, and then gave a bitter smile.

Unrestrained laughter, brimming with complex emotions, escaped uncontrollably from his throat, echoing softly from the silent corner of the wall.

The laughter contained a biting sarcasm for the self-important "Chess Master Lin" of the past, as well as a helpless mockery of the current "washed-up internet celebrity" who has finally come to terms with reality but finds it all absurd...

"...Uh, Lin, Lin 9-dan?"

Just then, a cautious young woman's voice gently broke the silence in the corner.

Lin Ruixin's bitter laugh abruptly stopped, and she looked up in the direction of the sound. Under the lamplight, she saw a slightly awkward figure standing not far away…

It's Hua Ran, Rui Zhao's livestream assistant.

"Hua...Hua Ran?" Lin Ruixin said uncertainly.

"Ah, it's me!"

Seeing that Lin Ruixin seemed to be able to communicate and that his emotions seemed relatively stable, Hua Ran visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

She quickly stepped forward and eagerly began to complete the task that her livestreamer had just assigned her via WeChat:

"It's like this... Sister Rui, Sister Rui Zhao asked me to pass on a message to you..."

"Rui Zhao? Deliver a message?"

Lin Ruixin was slightly taken aback, and a clear look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Correct!"

Hua Ran nodded hurriedly, her speech quickening:
She said: Congratulations, Lin 9-dan, on winning the Sanshuang Cup!
"She thinks you played a brilliant game! She's very happy for you!"

"what?"

Lin Ruixin expressed her doubts upon receiving this extremely unexpected blessing.

However, Hua Ran, eager to complete the task, paid little attention and continued speaking quickly:

"...and then..."

"She said that as agreed, she will be waiting for you at the Dongjiang Hotel to come and challenge her! Just contact our General Manager, Ms. Ai Jian'an, for the specific time!"

Lin Ruixin listened quietly, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

After Hua Ran finished speaking, he was silent for a few seconds before asking softly, "That's it?"

“That’s all!” Hua Ran nodded vigorously.

...That's it...

What a naive and innocent girl!

A surge of indescribable emotion welled up in Lin Ruixin's heart, and she let out a long sigh, her voice filled with mixed feelings.

He felt as if he had just woken from a long, tiring, and absurd dream. Now that he was awake, he even had the urge to wipe his eyes.

However, as a once-renowned chess master, Lin Ruixin would not completely lose his composure in front of his "arch-rival's" assistant.

He quickly composed himself and prepared to express his gratitude and response to Hua Ran's message.

However, just as he was about to speak, he saw Hua Ran hesitate for a moment, then tentatively add:
"And... Lin Jiuduan."

"Do you want to... take a look at your own live stream?"

"...Huh? My live stream?!"

Lin Ruixin was a little stunned when he heard this.

Since he made up his mind two years ago to teach Rui Zhao a lesson and devoted all his energy to revenge training, he has never logged in again!
Why did Hua Ran suddenly bring this up?

You want him to go see it now?!

However, Hua Ran did not answer his question directly, but instead kept him in suspense for a moment:
"You'll know once you go up and take a look!"

"The commotion over there is so big that even our livestream room next door has heard about it!"

Having finished her task, Hua Ran didn't linger any longer. She turned around and ran away, leaving Lin Ruixin sitting alone with a head full of questions and a blank expression.

She said... my live stream was making a lot of noise?
But I haven't broadcasted for over two years!

Lin Ruixin was increasingly confused, but judging from Hua Ran's confident tone and mysterious demeanor, it didn't seem like she was joking.

...What on earth is going on?

Without further hesitation, he awkwardly swiped his phone screen, found the Bilibili icon, entered his almost forgotten account and password, and logged back into his live stream room after a long time.

The phone screen lit up, and the loading circle rotated for a few seconds.

then……

Lin Ruixin was as if struck by an invisible lightning bolt, instantly frozen in place!

Because what met his eyes was a dense, surging barrage of bullet comments!

The entire screen was completely covered by rapidly scrolling text! All that could be seen were lines of overwhelming blessings, cheers, and declarations of love:

[Xinbao is awesome! She's upgraded a lacquerware cupping technique!]

[After eight years of waiting! I've finally waited for you! I'm so moved I could cry!]

【Lin Qishi, we will always support you!】

[I always said, even if my Xinbao can't beat Rui Zhao, she's still an exceptionally skilled Go player!]

……

The speed, quantity, and density of these bullet comments were unprecedented!

It was as if all the fans of Xin from around the world had flooded into this long-silent live stream room at this moment, using the most fervent words to vent their expectations that had been suppressed for eight years and the ecstasy that erupted at this moment!

However, what shocked Lin Ruixin even more was that he forgot to blink—

In the lower left corner of the live stream screen, next to the icon symbolizing core fan support and representing the number of "Great Voyages," a number he found unbelievable was displayed:

1056!

And... this number is still jumping upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye!

1057! 1058! 1059...

I'm a streamer who hasn't streamed for even a minute in over two years! A streamer whose live stream is constantly black!

But right after the news of his eighth championship spread, more than a thousand fans rushed to become "captains" in his live stream, despite the high price, to express their support and congratulations!
After experiencing this series of sudden emotional shocks today—from the euphoria of winning the championship, to the wake-up call from Mo Wei and Jiao Kai, to the care from parents, the blessings from fans, and then to Rui Zhao's sincere invitation…

Finally, at this moment, facing the miraculous spectacle of a thousand ships appearing out of thin air in this black-screen live stream!!!
Seeing this, the last stubbornness in Lin Ruixin's heart, that of a chess master of his generation, finally collapsed completely!
A surging, overwhelming current of emotions, like a flood bursting its banks, instantly overwhelmed all his reason and restraint!
He could no longer control his emotions, and suddenly lowered his head, burying his face deeply in his arms! Tears that had been suppressed for so long surged out like beads from a broken string!

A low sob, accompanied by the dripping sound of tears falling onto the cold floor, echoed suppressedly in the silent corner.

The echoes lingered faintly in the somewhat desolate Sanshuang Training Institute, lingering for a long time...

...

...

On that day, the newly crowned champion of the Sanshuang Cup, Lin Ruixin, 9-dan, requested the organizers to postpone the award ceremony and interviews to the early morning of the following day, citing excessive fatigue.

Despite the disruption to the arrangements, the organizers, seeing that Lin Ruixin was indeed experiencing significant emotional fluctuations and fearing he might cause some trouble, ultimately agreed to the request to prevent the former leader of China, who had recently been acting strangely, from causing any further disruptions at the ceremony.

However, the organizers' plans clearly fell through...

The next day, after officially receiving the Sanshuang Cup trophy, he made a surprising statement at the media conference, instantly drawing the world's media attention back to the upcoming final "Eternal Might of the Ruler" special challenge... (End of Chapter)