Go: Is the portable old man the nine-time champion?

Chapter 24: Dan Tournament

"Xiao Yi, this is your eldest cousin and her husband, hurry up and call them."

Looking at the relatives in front of him, Yi Zheng nodded slightly: "Aunt, uncle."

Yi Zheng still had some impression of the two relatives in front of him. The women were cousins ​​of Yi Zheng's mother. Both of them married into Yi Zheng's family from Jincheng together, so they had close contacts with each other.

However, about four or five years ago, their family moved to the mountain city for business, and we basically haven't seen each other since then.

The older cousin, who looked a bit overweight and middle-aged, smiled at Yi Zheng in front of her: "That's little Yi Zheng! You're such a cute kid! I won't see you for a few years. Here's the red envelope!"

"What's wrong with you? Your child is already grown up, why does he need a red envelope?"

"This is for the baby, Ann? It's not for you. It's so tight, why are you pushing it? Pick it up, pick it up!"

My cousin aunt stuffed the red envelope into my mouth while muttering, "Oh, you two are fighting so hard, I got your money!"

"What's that? Go back to your room and play. Your mom and I are going to chat for a while!
Wait until your cousin comes over, I'll call him in to play with you in the house!"

After hearing what his aunt said, Yi Zheng hurried back to his room as if he had been pardoned. Mainly because he didn't know what to say when dealing with relatives whom he hadn't seen for several years.

Looking at the grand New Year celebration at Yi Zheng's house, Mr. Ke couldn't help but shook his head. It seemed that even in another world, the Chinese New Year would be so noisy.

Yi Zheng didn't care what was being said outside. After lying on the bed for two minutes, he took the chessboard off the table and started playing chess again.

However, Yi Zheng was not playing against the chess game of this world's top players, but the chess game that Mr. Ke gave him.

According to Mr. Ke, these were all made when he played against other Go masters in another world, which is the world he lives in.

Playing this kind of chess game is nutritious, playing the chess game from Yi Zheng's world will only lead you astray.

However, Yi Zheng discovered another characteristic of Mr. Ke through these chess records: he was very concerned about his reputation.

Because all the chess records he gave himself showed Boss Ke defeating his opponent, or using a series of clever moves to reverse the opponent's game.

As for the losses that Mr. Ke had suffered, none of them were given to Yi Zheng.

However, Yi Zheng had nothing better to do, so he wouldn't ask Mr. Ke for any chess records he had lost to. Wouldn't that be slapping his teacher in the face?

Seeing Yi Zheng playing the music sheet again early in the morning, Mr. Ke, who came in from outside, felt a little helpless: "Xiao Yi, even studying should pay attention to the combination of work and rest. We can't just study hard and practice to death, it won't be useful.

We should pay attention to the combination of work and rest, and have a proper balance between tension and relaxation. Otherwise, we can find an Internet cafe and play a game. I haven't seen any popular games in your world yet.

I'll teach you how to operate it properly. I'm not bragging, but in my previous world, my gaming skills were definitely professional-level, and I've even been on quite a few game shows!"

When Mr. Ke spoke the truth, he was very confident, his expression remained calm and his heart remained steady. After all, no one in the other world could know his past, so what he said was what it was.

Even if we really lose in a situation like three stars and five mana, it’s because Yi Zheng didn’t strictly follow my will and execute perfectly. It has nothing to do with me, Old Ke!
Yi Zheng shook his head when he heard this: "I came back from the chess academy early anyway, so I must take advantage of the New Year holiday to study more. The dan tournament is only a few months away.

Let’s wait until evening. There will definitely be a bunch of kids coming over for dinner, and then we can go out and play.”

Yi Zheng is currently living at his grandmother's house in Jincheng, and some relatives are coming over for dinner tonight.

According to traditional rules, mahjong after dinner is definitely indispensable. By then, there will probably be a bunch of kids who will be handed over to Yi Zheng to play, and then he won't be able to learn even if he wants to.

So it is better to study more during the day and play in the free time at night.

"You really are a master of time management. You're so ambitious, but don't push yourself too hard, or you'll find it hard to get back on track once you relax."

It is easy to go from studying more than ten hours a day to only studying six or seven hours a day.

Mr. Ke couldn't help but stretching: "You play the chess game yourself, I'm going to take a nap! Getting up at seven in the morning is simply inhumane!" Yi Zheng nodded and continued to play the chess game according to the chess game on the paper. Anyway, if he had any questions, he could just gather them together and ask Mr. Ke later.

But when Mr. Ke just lay down on the bed, the door of Yi Zheng's room was opened. A little boy who looked about eleven or twelve years old stood at the door and looked at Yi Zheng who was sitting on the ground writing music. He seemed to say something in a somewhat excited tone.

"Cousin Yi Zheng?"

Looking at the boy who pushed the door open, Yi Zheng thought of what his aunt had just said and said uncertainly, "Xiao Bu Que?"

"Oh my god! It's been so long since I last saw my cousin! I haven't seen him in over four years!"

Shu Buque looked at his cousin in front of him and said something excitedly. The last time he saw him was when he was about eight years old.

Yi Zheng couldn't help feeling a little happy. When Shu Buque was young, they used to see each other often in the same city, but after their family moved to the mountain city, they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Yi Zheng still remembers that Shu Buque liked to follow him with a runny nose while wearing open-crotch pants. Now he has grown to 1.5 meters tall.

I'm almost twelve this year, right? Time flies!

"It's been a long time since we last met. You've grown so tall."

"Hey, many people in our chess academy are about the same height as me, most of them are 1.67 meters tall.

Cousin, you are really tall, I think you are about 1.8 meters tall, right? "

"How is that possible? He's only 1.74 meters tall without shoes."

Although the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, they became familiar with each other instantly. Perhaps the friendship between boys is so simple and pure.

"By the way, cousin, you are still learning Go, right?"

Shu Buque glanced at the game on the chessboard next to him and asked Yi Zheng with some uncertainty.

Shu Buque started learning Go when he was a child under the influence of Yi Zheng. Simply put, he saw his cousin learning it, and Shu Buque also insisted on learning it at home.

However, at that time he didn't know what the death of a genius meant, but now he has already figured it out.

I don’t know if my cousin is still on the path to a career.

Shu Buque still remembers that when he first started learning, his cousin Yi Zheng explained things to him very patiently, and he could be considered his enlightenment teacher.

After all, the level of Go teachers in small places at that time might not even catch up with Yi Zheng, a student who was already studying at the Go Academy.

"Of course. Do you remember what I told you when you were little? Go, I can play it for the rest of my life."

Yi Zheng looked at Shu Buque, who seemed afraid of touching his scar, and said with a smile, "Besides, I will definitely participate in the Dan ranking tournament this year. You are at Bashan Chess Academy now, right? If all goes well, maybe we can meet in the Dan ranking tournament this year."

The professional Go ranking tournament is equivalent to the college entrance examination in the Go world, just like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

Only by successfully passing the professional Go ranking tournament can one become a professional Go player.

Every year during the professional ranking tournament, thousands of young Go players who dream of becoming professional players gather together to strive for the professional path.

However, the pass rate each year is very low. Last year, only eighteen people successfully became professional players.

Shu Buque was instantly delighted when he heard this: "That's a deal! Otherwise, let's have a game right now!"

"Come!"

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(End of this chapter)