Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 194 A rare genius in a century
That night, Lin Chaoyang stayed in Building 32 until after nine o'clock in the evening before going home.

The next day, when it was almost time to get off work, Liang Zuo ran to the library and asked attentively, "Master, do you have anything to do tonight?"

"Stop!" Lin Chaoyang stopped him, "When did I become your master?"

"You have passed on all your unique skills to me, so aren't you my master?" Liang Zuo said as a matter of course, with a hint of flattery in his expression.

Lin Chaoyang waved his hand, "I can't be your master, I just play a few games of chess with you."

Liang Zuo heard this and said anxiously: "Master, my chess skills are a little bit poor, but you can't deny me. You have passed on all your life's skills to me!"

"What a mess! Are you okay? If not, don't delay me from getting off work."

"Yes, I have something to do!"

Liang Zuo picked up the things he had just put aside and said, "I'm here to bring you some tuition."

In ancient times, Shuxiu was a gift given by students to their teachers when they first met them as a sign of respect.

Zheng Xuan's commentary on "The Book of Rites·Shaoyi" says: "A bundle of stews is ten pieces of bacon", so the bundle of stews Liang Zuo brought for Lin Chaoyang today was a piece of bacon.

Lin Chaoyang looked at the bacon in his hand with a smile on his face, "Where did you get this?"

There is no habit of eating bacon in Yanjing, and Lin Chaoyang couldn't figure out where Liang Zuo got the bacon.

"I went home specially to borrow it from my neighbor, who is from Hunan."

Seeing that Lin Chaoyang did not refuse immediately, Liang Zuo happily explained to him, and then said: "I will treat you to dinner after get off work."

"No, there's no need." Lin Chaoyang quickly refused.

"If you don't have time today, then tomorrow."

"Not tomorrow either."

Liang Zuo looked embarrassed, "Master, you have taught me all your unique skills, you can't deny me as your disciple!"

Last night, Lin Chaoyang used his AI style of play to make Liang Zuo almost doubt his life. All the games ended in the middle game without exception. The best one was after the two played for 150 moves, and Liang Zuo had to resign and admit defeat.

One night of competition completely overturned Liang Zuo's understanding of Go that he had acquired over twenty years.

Almost every move made by Lin Chaoyang was beyond his expectations. Many of his moves seemed to be against the norm in the eyes of him, who had been learning Go since elementary school. Some of his moves were obviously eliminated in the Go world.

However, it was this unconventional and backward way of thinking that left Liang Zuo helpless. In the end, he lost all confidence and even began to doubt his life.

Fortunately, Lin Chaoyang played chess with Liang Zuo not to knock down his confidence, but to give Liang Zuo some lessons. After several games of fighting last night, although Liang Zuo suffered some setbacks, it also opened a new door for his understanding of Go.

After Lin Chaoyang left last night, Liang Zuo tossed and turned in his bed in the dormitory, his mind full of Lin Chaoyang's imaginative and brilliant moves, and then slowly formed an image of a peerless master who was hiding in the city.

Being able to make him lose all hope of resistance within 100 moves, what kind of absolute difference in strength is this?
He even felt that Lin Chaoyang's strength might have surpassed that of most professional chess players, because in his opinion, the real strength of professional chess players lies in their careful logical reasoning and calculation ability, which is particularly evident in the middle and late stages of the game.

The strength of Lin Chaoyang lies in the fact that he doesn’t give you the chance to hold on to the later stages.

The seemingly ordinary and unexpected moves can always produce unexpected and stunning effects, instantly revitalizing the situation and reversing the momentum of offense and defense.

The more Liang Zuo thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed to him. At the same time, he was also grateful that Lin Chaoyang would actually pass on his Go experience to him without reservation. After all, he could be considered a direct disciple, right?

Liang Zuo felt that although he and Lin Chaoyang had known each other for more than two years and they were only two years older than each other, Lin Chaoyang was the master when it came to Go. Just because Lin Chaoyang taught him Go without reservation, he had to acknowledge him as his master.

After some thought, Liang Zuo decided to become a disciple.

Lin Chaoyang looked at Liang Zuo speechlessly and said, "I told you, I can't be your master."

"Master, I understand. You are indifferent to fame and fortune. What you pursue is the great cause of literature. Go is just a minor path for you, a game that you can play at will.

If you don't want others to know about your Go skills, don't worry, I will never spread your affairs.

Great people hide in the city, I understand! "

Lin Chaoyang let out a long sigh. Who knows if you can be a screenwriter? Your imagination is amazing.

Am I still indifferent to fame and fortune? Am I still living in seclusion in the city?

"If you have nothing to do, don't waste your time with me. I will definitely not accept you as my apprentice.

Don't you want to defeat Fukuda Kazuhiro? Go today, so he won't be rampant for too long."

Liang Zuo was determined to become Lin Chaoyang's apprentice, so Lin Chaoyang decided to send him away first.

Listening to his words, Liang Zuo hesitated, "Go today? Master, I've only been learning from you for one day. To beat him..."

"One day is enough." Lin Chaoyang waved his hand and said without any doubt.

Liang Zuo felt that his master's every move was filled with a strong sense of self-confidence, a self-confidence based on absolute strength, which made his originally uneasy mood become confident.

"Okay, then I'll go now."

He just turned around, and before he could take a step, he turned back and stuffed the bacon in his hand to Lin Chaoyang, then turned around and ran away.

Looking at the bacon in his hand, Lin Chaoyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

In the International Students Building, Liu Guangyuan and Fukuda Kazuhiro's room was more lively than yesterday.

This is the fourth day of Futian Kazuhiro's ring match. More and more Yan University students know about this Japanese man's arrogant deeds, and naturally more people come to challenge Futian Kazuhiro. When Liang Zuo came here, today's ring match had not started yet, but there were already two people in front of him.

Liang Zuo discussed it with the two students in front of him, and they gave up their seats to him.

As soon as he sat down, Fukuda Kazuhiro recognized him at a glance, "Classmate, I think you lost to me before, right?"

"Yeah, you didn't stipulate that the person who lost to you can't play with you again, right?"

Liang Zuo's words left Fukuda Kazuhiro speechless. He organized the boxing match purely out of pride and without giving it much thought.

"Well, let's start with you. Let's make it a rule that you are not allowed to challenge me a second time."

A chess player's strength cannot be improved in a day or two. Since the opponent lost to him before, the result this time will not change. Fukuda Kazuhiro is full of confidence in his own strength.

After saying this, he did not forget to hit Liang Zuo's confidence, "Your level is still a certain distance away from mine. Even if you play it again, there will be no change."

As soon as Fukuda Kazuhiro finished speaking, Liang Zuo's eyes hidden behind his glasses became cold. Not only him, but also the Chinese students standing behind him were very angry.

This little Japanese is so arrogant!
Liang Zuo felt that although he had only learned a little bit from his master, he would rather lose the battle than the enemy. He said in a deep voice: "Within a hundred moves, I will kill you!"

Hearing this, a sharp light flashed in Fukuda Kazuhiro's eyes. The defeated general was so rampant.

The group of Chinese students standing behind Liang Zuo were all worried for him. They could understand Liang Zuo's desire to kill this little Japanese and give everyone a chance to vent their anger.

But everyone just heard that Liang Zuo had lost to Fukuda Kazuhiro before, but today he even threatened to defeat the opponent within a hundred moves. Who gave him the courage?
Both sides threw trash words at each other, and the game officially began.

Kazuhiro Fukuda played first with black pieces, and his first few moves gave people a sense of the fierce momentum.

Liang Zuo responded calmly, and at the same time, he thought of the instructions Lin Chaoyang had given him last night.

“It is obvious that Fukuda Kazuhiro’s layout is carefully studied, and his style of play is fierce, so when you first play against him, you will have the illusion of being overwhelmed by a mountain.

According to my observation, his chess skills declined significantly after fifty moves, and his true level was revealed after a hundred moves.

You are all amateurs. It is unrealistic to think that you can strangle him by relying on positional warfare in the middle game.

Therefore, we must confront him head-on in the planning stage, press him step by step, disrupt his formation, and make him show his true level, so that we can defeat him. "

More and more points on the chessboard were occupied, and Fukuda Kazuhiro's black pieces took the advantage first. He should have been happy, but at this moment he couldn't help but frowned.

What kind of play is this?
What's the point of pressing against my black pieces? I'm in a low position now. Once I occupy all the corners, no matter how much territory you occupy, it will just be a meal on the plate.

This Shusaku apex is pretty good, but it's a pity that it's an outdated style of play.

With half guessing and half doubt in his mind, Kazuhiro Fukuda's chess pieces still landed steadily on the chessboard.

After fifty moves, it was Black's turn to make a move again. Fukuda Kazuhiro, who had been determined to make a move, stopped. He looked at the corner where he had originally had an advantage, and suddenly realized that White seemed to have an opportunity to provoke an attack. At this time, the opponent's momentum was already strong, and it was too late for him to interrupt.

Fukuda Kazuhiro felt a panic in his heart. Something was wrong. He was clearly in the advantage just now.

As the white pieces kept calling for capture, Fukuda Kazuhiro was under increasing pressure. His black pieces were captured twice in a row, but he was unable to organize a decent counterattack.

What exactly is going on?

Fukuda Kazuhiro stared at the chessboard, trying to find the key point that allowed Liang Zuo to reverse the situation without making any noise, but he was at a loss.

Because all he saw were common and even bad moves, and he had never encountered such a strange game in his Go career.

As the white piece made a move in a high position, forming a double capture situation for the black piece, Fukuda Kazuhiro's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

He held the chess piece in his hand and stared at it for a long time, but felt that there was nowhere to move it.

He just couldn't understand why such a good situation had turned out like this.
His black piece hung in the air for a long time, and finally fell down casually. Before Liang Zuo made his move, he put in another black piece.

Placing two chess pieces anywhere on the board represents surrender.

When the black piece fell, Fukuda Kazuhiro's momentum dropped, and there was no trace of the high spirits he had before the game.

Liang Zuo was a little surprised by Fukuda Kazuhiro's move. Although he had boasted before the game that he would win the game within a hundred moves, that was more about wanting to overwhelm Fukuda Kazuhiro in momentum.

Liang Zuo was overjoyed after winning the game. He wanted to shout loudly to show his strength, but for some reason Lin Chaoyang's expressionless face when he was playing chess suddenly flashed through his mind, and his expression became calm and indifferent.

In contrast to Liang Zuo's performance were the Yan University students standing behind him. After confirming that Liang Zuo had defeated Fukuda Kazuhiro, they immediately cheered. There was jubilation in the dormitory, as if Liang Zuo had defeated not Fukuda Kazuhiro, but the world championship.

Before this, Kazuhiro Fukuda held a boxing match in the dormitory for four consecutive days without losing a single time, which made all the Chinese students feel very frustrated.

Liang Zuo defeated Fukuda Kazuhiro within a hundred moves. His bold words before the game came true, and everyone's frustration was swept away.

When everyone was cheering and celebrating the victory, Fukuda Kazuhiro looked at Liang Zuo unwillingly.

"You can't play a chess game like this. There must be a master behind you."

Listening to the words of the Japanese man opposite, Liang Zuo showed disdain, "If you lose, you lose. What excuses are there? If you have the ability, you can find a master."

Liang Zuo's words were unpleasant to hear, but Fukuda Kazuhiro also understood that Liang Zuo's playing style just now was indeed not something that could be taught by a Go master. His approach was too biased, too strange, and too abnormal.

He looked at Liang Zuo in front of him. He was clearly beaten by him yesterday without any chance to fight back, but today his style of play changed drastically and crushed him.

Could this be the legendary epiphany, that he had met a genius that only appears once in a century?

(End of this chapter)