Tokyo Sound

The man suddenly became excited and sad, and slammed the table with a shrill sound.

"Lao Yuan, Lao Yuan, how can I live without you? How can I play ranked games?"

"Yuan Wudi, please take me away, Wudi——! Ah…"

The camera was not turned on and the live broadcast was just a still desktop, but the audience could still tell from the sound that there was another sad player in the world.

"Who wouldn't shed tears after watching this?"

"Mighty Fist 5 designer! Do you know how painful it is for us die-hard fans?"

"Just arrived, is the anchor heartbroken?"

"There are no more peerless masters ("

"I just want to regain the glory of Yunxiao with my favorite character, from being a king of strangers to a professional guy, from Kanto to Kansai, and even go to the arcade to meet local heroes when I go on a business trip to Kyoto. If keyboards could curl, I should be holding an abacus now! However, my heart is now colder than the tap water when the natural gas is cut off in the cold winter. Planner, what should you give me to pay back what you owe me!" The man covered his chest and said with great pain.

Afterwards, someone tried his best to calm down, opened the hard drive, and began to uninstall the game indifferently.

Seeing this, a large number of barrages began to roll out.

"Sad news! The peerless master has fallen!"

"It's over, the anchor has gone crazy"

"He's actually changing the live studio label! He's also changing the partitions!"

"The best old man on the server, Yuan, makes all professionals feel worried! He can press 1 buttons in 24 second, he is a violent and fierce player, so newbies should be careful!" → "Dreaming is the way to live up to the youth, the casual anchor concentrates on painting"

"What kind of light-speed cross-region operation is this?"

"Drawing area? I thought they would be changing to KanColle? At the very least, it would be a board game?"

"Put down the assassination fist and become a Buddha instantly"

Yin Ze slowly opened the drawing software, skillfully used various shortcut keys to create a new canvas and add layers, and casually picked up a round-headed brush to start outlining on the empty canvas. His brush strokes were fast and steady, and in just a moment, the face of a cool and handsome old man with a reserved temperament, a serious expression, slightly narrowed eyes, and a powerful presence without anger emerged. If you are an experienced player, you will recognize at a glance that this is the host's original character who just fought with the boxing demon and died peacefully.

What is high-precision sketching?

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"It must be a recorded broadcast! Unless the camera is turned on!"

"The Awakening of the Artistic Personality"

"Animation Supervisor"

"Silent Mourning"

Then the live broadcast stopped, and the heartbroken broadcast ended, leaving only a group of viewers still stopping to chat.

Yin Ze stretched his legs and stared, slumped in the chair for a long time before he came back to his breath. He first stood up and mixed a cup of Bond-style drink to calm his nerves, then checked his schoolbag, changed his clothes, went downstairs, mounted his big horse, put on a safety helmet, and drove at a safe speed in the cold wind.

Normally, this road to the villa area in the port area is not a road that common people like him would often take. However, fortunately, as a tutor, he often traveled there alone. By now, he even remembered the alleys and paths clearly.

As soon as Yin Ze turned into a street in the residential area, he saw the boss, who was wearing black and white panda-style pajamas, opening the door, holding a cup of steaming hot tea, and greeting him with a smile at the entrance.

"Boss, how did you know I was coming?" Yin Ze wondered, could he predict the future?

"You're still calling me boss? How can you be so distant?" Sakura Eiji shook his head. "I saw you were off the air, so I thought you should leave."

"What?"

"Oh, I mean, judging by the time, it's time for you to come for your make-up class. Come on, junior, come in quickly, it's still snowing outside."

Sakura Eiji took the initiative to put his arm around the tutor's shoulders, and kindly and carefully brushed the thin layer of snow off her shoulders, then enthusiastically pulled her into the house.

He is truly respectful to talented people. No wonder the company he founded is thriving.

"Oh, the teacher is here. Please sit down and rest for a while before teaching." Aunt Edamori and Uncle Eiji were both wearing panda series pajamas and seemed to be busy in the kitchen.

"The exam is coming soon. Thank you for your hard work these days." Sakura Edamori came out and said with a smile.

"For the sake of studying, the hard work is worth it." Yin Ze said firmly, "And it's not just me, Sakura also works hard, she should also be recognized by the two parents."

"I already praise her a lot. If I praise her any more, it would be like spoiling her." Sakura Edamori waved her hand and said.

"I see. Then where is she?" Yin Ze pulled out a set of exercise books from his schoolbag as if he was drawing a sword.

"The exams are approaching and the tutoring is about to end. She said she wanted to express her gratitude in a practical way and planned to cook a few dishes for you. She just asked me for some advice." Sakura Edamori said calmly.

"I see." Yin Ze nodded vigorously, "It's really exciting."

"Don't tell anyone in advance--" A girl's half-annoyed voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay, I won't say any more. I have to go in and help her." Sakura Edamori smiled and went back to the kitchen.

"Let them tinker with it first. While they're waiting, why don't you come and have a sparring match with me?" Sakura Eiji suggested.

"There is actually some precious wine?" Yin Ze's eyes lit up.

"What are you thinking... I just want to play Go." Sakura Eiji awkwardly changed the subject, but soon became serious again, "But don't worry, I have other uses for your extraordinary martial arts and will not let it go unnoticed."

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Chapter 111 Heroic

"On the Internet today, sticking to principles, being the best version of yourself, and expressing your own opinions is like planting trees in a desert with sandstorms and scorching sun. It is naturally very difficult. The number of followers of my junior account reached a breakthrough a few days ago. It is really gratifying. Great, great. This society should have people like you who are sincere Internet value producers."

Sakura Eiji praised the young man while playing black and placing the piece at the top. He really liked Gobang. Apart from the advantages of being suitable for all ages and full of philosophy, the most important thing was that it was easy to play. It is true that Go is a difficult and obscure game, but in common sense, no one would fight over Gobang and get bloody, right?

When the factors of winning or losing the game are downplayed, the emotional connection during the game will be highlighted.

There's nothing like playing a game to enhance friendship between guys.

Hey, these are all about interpersonal communication and social etiquette - it's definitely not about worrying about being crushed when playing other more competitive sports.

"Uncle, do you also play push numbers?" Yin Ze also placed a piece, his expression a little solemn. Because generally speaking, a game of Gobang has between 20 and 40 moves, so the layout phase is very short, and any move during this phase will deeply affect the outcome.

Generally speaking, Black is the main attacker, while White is the main defender. However, numerous studies and competitions have proven that in informal competitions, Black is almost certain to win, or even be certain to win.

Faced with this sudden malice and test from the leader, men with long working experience have to be cautious.

"Of course. I accept new things very quickly." Sakura Eiji made his move very naturally. His words were gentle and mellow, showing the nature of a kind elder.

"What's your online name? I'll go back and follow you." Yin Ze felt the pressure when he saw the other party quickly set up a flower and moon game. At the same time, he quickly recited the mental method: defend with external forces, attack with internal forces, the eight trigrams are easy to defend, and the corners are easy to attack. Fight for two in the first game, fight for three in the last game, keep three and don't rush, there are thousands of changes!

"That's not necessary. I just read the news occasionally, don't play often, and rarely interact with people. I still like to be a silent observer." Sakura Eiji laughed, "But then again, with more followers, there will be a lot of criticism. On the Internet, everyone wears a mask, so they speak more casually and are more likely to attack others."

"It's not just the case on the Internet. People tend to underestimate the difficulty of things they have never done before. Only when they truly experience the same thing will they understand how difficult it is and become more tolerant." Yin Ze nodded.

"That's right, it's a truth, but you have to experience it yourself before you can understand it." Sakura Eiji said, "Junior brother, please don't be influenced by a few words on the Internet, especially those from haters."

"I still have haters?" Yin Ze was stunned. First of all, whether or not you have fans is a big question, right? Aren't they all watching unscrupulous editing videos and coveting free history query?

"How could there not be?" Sakura Eiji shrugged. For example, the user named "Dong Ge" can be seen every now and then, and every time it is a fierce keyboard battle, which is particularly difficult, but now we are gradually on the same side, and the difficulty has turned into a sense of security with strong teammates. Great, great.

"...I feel like my uncle knows more about my account than I do." Yin Ze began to doubt.

"After all, you are so much older than me, so it's only natural that you have such meticulous observation skills." Sakura Eiji waved his hand, "But my junior brother has been gaining popularity recently, and has appeared in more and more works. I am also very pleased to see that you have a successful career and a normal life."

"It's just a coincidence that I caught up with it. Maybe it will be out of service someday." Yin Ze said generously. This is not modesty, but a sincere statement. There are too many people who are willing to work hard, and my own motivation is not that strong. It is only natural that I will be replaced by someone who is better and more hardworking.

But there's nothing wrong with it. I don't watch TV shows or receive any praise. I just occasionally participate in some interesting works or do narration for documentaries, which are all very comfortable jobs.

"As for life, a stable life is a blessing." Yin Ze added, narrowing his eyes and making a solemn move with a sense of ritual.

"... Well, that's fine." Sakura Eiji thought about it and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Anyway, the family still had some assets, and with the outstanding ability of the junior, there would be no problem in maintaining the status quo. He could be entrusted and trusted.

"You've already lost." Yin Ze said suddenly.

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Sakura Eiji subconsciously wanted to ask what he lost, but when he came to his senses and looked down at the chessboard, he found that the white pieces had connected into a long snake.

What the hell, how did they get together so quickly? Which round is this?

He must have been too busy chatting.

"One more round, one more round."

The pillar of the family shuffled the pieces like shuffling mahjong tiles, and started the game over again immediately.

Although he had no intention of winning the game, it was still a little embarrassing to be killed at the speed of light like a small soldier. You know, when he went back to his father-in-law's house a few years ago, he was invincible among the elementary school students in his hometown. He decided to be more serious and pay a little attention to the chess game.

"Come to think of it, I don't seem to know what the main business of your design company is." Yin Ze casually found a topic.

"You don't have to worry about that. There will be plenty of opportunities to tell you slowly in the future." Sakura Eiji chuckled, "Do more things you like now while you are still young. After all, youth is only a few years. Once you get married and settle down, you will have ties and can't live as you please. Alas, growing up is really a boring thing, because it means that young people have lost the qualifications to take risks from now on."

"Oh..." Since the boss had no intention of revealing it, it was not convenient for Yin Ze to continue asking.

"When you reach middle age, you will realize that you can't stay clean forever. People who love cleanliness will not live comfortably. You must make a choice between face and cleanliness. If you want to have both at the same time, you will only live a hard life. If you want to combine contradictory things, you need a very high level of realm." Sakura Eiji said, "People always get colder as they grow older."

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger." Yin Ze continued.

"Only those who own a property are considered middle class, only those who win the Nobel Prize are first-rate writers, and only those who own luxury goods are considered sophisticated people. When people attach a ladder-like price to everything in the world, many lies are born." Sakura Eiji said, "President Ohnishi accidentally got the news that year and knew that he was a candidate. He took the initiative to call the committee to withdraw from the selection and personally killed the possibility of winning the award... To be honest, he had a good chance that year. Now many people don't understand why he did this. Maybe it's the sour character of literati?"

"I think the dean is simply too lazy to get involved. Well, it's not called getting involved, anyway, I don't have that desire." Yin Ze recalled the various free guidances that the leader had given him.

"President Ohnishi pays close attention to the students on campus. Almost every day, you can see him going to the cafeteria and library, actively contacting students, asking for their suggestions and opinions on the school, and trying his best to help students with difficulties." Sakura Eiji said, "But he doesn't like to teach students, but the few students he taught have won awards and become successful... I can only say that he is worthy of being a literary master and one of the benchmarks of domestic literature. Come to think of it, you seem to be the only one among Mr. Ohnishi's students who has not achieved any actual results, and the only one who is in the entertainment industry. You must have been preparing your doctoral thesis. When do you plan to strive for the Akutagawa Prize?"

"I was really terrified, and my back was sweating." Yin Ze was very upset and felt very stressed. The man felt that he was bearing the unbearable expectations and pressures of life.

"I'm just kidding. Teacher Ohnishi recommended the prize himself, so why would he force you to fight for it? The reason why your seniors won it was entirely due to their abilities, and they just went with the flow." Sakura Eiji smiled, "Sometimes I've thought about it, you and I are both outstanding, and we were both caught in the cafeteria, why am I not favored by the famous teacher and actively recruited?"

"Maybe, uncle didn't wear his Rolex that day, so his temperament was exposed and he looked a little sloppy." Yin Ze was silent for a second.

"Admittedly, uncle, I had not yet truly awakened to the charm of a handsome man at that time. But then again, you two are similar in some ways, and that may be the main reason why you were caught." Sakura Eiji sighed.

"What?"

"When you can't find the direction of your life, you might as well find your responsibility first. With unlimited responsibility, you have unlimited direction." Sakura Eiji said quietly, "And you are the kind of people who still remember their responsibilities even if they have no direction. It has nothing to do with status and talent. This is a very simple quality, and it is very valuable."

"How can I be compared with someone like the dean?" Yin Ze shook his head.

"You are just a calf, you are too afraid of tigers, and you have wasted your rare edge." Sakura Eiji sighed, feeling the lazy blood flowing in the bodies of young people, and at the same time placed another chess piece, "It's your turn."

"But you've already lost." Yin Ze scratched his head.

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The pillar of the family looked down again.

What the hell?

I was defeated again?

"You're not playing seriously, are you?" Sakura Eiji calculated the chess game carefully and was stunned to find that the arrangement of the white chess pieces was so insidious and despicable.

"Among the four major arts, I am the best at bridge, and chess is second." Yin Ze said proudly, "I am not very talented, but I once won the fifth grade boys' championship in Gobang."

When doing things in the workplace, you have to treat people differently. If your boss likes this, then you should give him the best gaming experience.

"I'm discussing the important matters of life with you, but you're focusing on this small victory?" Sakura Eiji frowned, thinking about how he had acted in a condescending manner in front of his father-in-law.

As expected, gentleness is of no use at all. You have to give them a heavy blow, make them feel the taste of defeat, make them understand that being too tough will lead to failure, and teach the younger generation that there are heroes in this world.

How can a battle-hardened body fall down? !

"One more game!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and rolled up his sleeves. He was determined to exert his full strength this time!

The shame of the math problem that day will be avenged today.

The boss now looked very excited, eager to play chess. Sure enough, his understanding was correct. The next step was the most important thing. Yin Ze nodded secretly.

The game was reopened, the sound of the pieces falling was crisp, like thunder in spring, the yin and yang lines formed fifteen vertical and horizontal lines, the black and white moved around to occupy points like stars, at this moment everything was silent, the worldly noises around them dissipated like the ebb tide, both sides sat quietly in front of the chessboard, setting off a bloody fight in the empty realm of thought.

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Sakura Edamori found it quite interesting for a moment as she watched her daughter wearing an apron, cutting vegetables carefully, controlling the fire and stir-frying in front of the gas stove as if she were facing a powerful enemy, and adding seasonings carefully and precisely as if she were doing an experiment.

"Hey, after you serve the dishes later, why don't you not tell them which one was made by you? Let them criticize it without knowing the other party and see which one tastes better?" Sakura Edamori, who has reached the pinnacle of housekeeping, threw out a cunning invitation to a duel.

"...No, there's nothing to compare. This is home cooking, not like I'm going to open a restaurant. Just enjoy the meal." Sakura Ayane knew her own worth and muttered to herself.

"How can I be happy if it tastes bad?"

"How can it be bad? I made it strictly according to your recipe."

"Hehe, what if I deliberately wrote the wrong steps in my recipe?" Sakura Edamori pretended to be deep.

"How can you harm your own child like this?" Sakura Ayane was shocked.

"Hahaha, just kidding. Of course I will pass on all my exclusive experiences and secret recipes to you." Sakura Edamori was happy to see her daughter's various reactions.