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

Chapter 53 Those Who Do Not Ascend

"Let me participate in the Huangshan Cup? And you gave me a wildcard?"

Yi Zheng, who was about to pack his luggage to return to the chess academy, was a little surprised to hear the news from his team leader.

Yi Zheng naturally knew about the Huangshan Cup, one of the three major amateur competitions in the country.

Huangshan Cup, Lushan Cup, Yandangshan Cup.

These three competitions represent the top amateur Go level in the country, with prize money of up to 100,000 yuan.

The tournament is open to 32 players, and the winner will qualify in advance for the World Amateur Go Championship next year.

It can be said to be one of the highest-level competitions in the amateur field.

"They actually gave me a wildcard? Am I that famous?"

The so-called wild cards refer to players who are specially invited by the organizers to participate in the competition.

Normally, the organizers will issue a certain number of wildcard places to players who did not advance through the normal qualifying round or did not participate in the qualifying round.

Usually, the athletes are those who have a relationship with the organizer. For example, if the event is held in Huangshan, local athletes may be given priority.

It will also be given to some players who have the ability to enter the competition but failed to enter due to unexpected circumstances, or those who have popularity and traffic.

No matter how he thought about it, Yi Zheng didn't feel that he could get this wild card. After all, Yi Zheng had no fame at all in the amateur Go world.

After hearing what he said, the team leader, although he knew the truth, he also said: "It's like this, didn't you win first place in this exchange ranking tournament with a perfect record recently?

After hearing about this, the sponsor's boss wanted to invite you to participate in the competition. After all, if he doesn't invite you now, you will be a professional player in just over a month!"

Hearing this, Yi Zheng nodded and said, "It should be fine if I don't participate. I still want to calm down and prepare for the qualifying tournament."

After all, wild cards must be communicated to players in advance before they are issued. It is impossible for them to put your name on the entry list without saying anything and even without you knowing.

Hearing this, the team leader choked up for a moment: "After comprehensive consideration, we still feel that you should participate in this competition! Think about it, you are now more familiar with those old classmates in the chess academy, and competing with those strong players will give you more training!
And this competition also has prize money! The champion gets 100,000 yuan, the runner-up gets 50,000 yuan, the top four gets 20,000 yuan, and the top eight gets 10,000 yuan each!"

Hearing this, Mr. Ke suddenly appeared from nowhere and said, "Participate! You must participate!"

Yi Zheng couldn't help but glance back at Mr. Ke behind him. "Why are you more excited than me? Is that really the case? Why are you, a nine-time champion, so excited about an amateur competition?"

Mr. Ke said that he had no choice as the situation had changed.

When Mr. Ke was at his peak, even the prize money for the World Series championship was not a lot of money for him, but now he has fallen to the point where he can't even afford a mobile phone!
Mr. Ke: "It's so easy as that. First, make good on the cell phone pie you promised me!"

After hearing this, Yi Zheng stopped talking immediately. He was really embarrassed. After all, Yi Zheng had been training for so long but still was not as thick-skinned as Mr. Ke who was not easily affected by fame or disgrace.

In order to motivate Mr. Ke to take classes seriously, or to teach Yi Zheng seriously, Yi Zheng said more than once that he would buy Mr. Ke a top-of-the-line smartphone when he had money in the future.

But it took half a year to draw this pie. When Mr. Ke asked, he said I was a poor student. When he asked again, he said we were all living hard. When he asked again, he said he would definitely do it next time!
As a result, even Mr. Ke doesn't believe this big pie anymore. Now there is finally a chance for Yi Zheng to fulfill his promise, and Mr. Ke will naturally not let it go.

However, Mr. Ke said, "I'm not doing this for my phone, I'm thinking about you:" Think about it carefully. What won't cost money after you become a professional? If you're not at the chess academy, what won't cost you rent? Whether you're in Lin'an or the capital, rent, water, electricity, and living expenses are all costs! Why is living in Chang'an so difficult?
Do you think becoming a pro player will instantly earn you a team, a salary, and even match fees? It's not that simple.

Even for a prodigy, wasting two or three years in the pros is normal, and even considered good. Or do you want to avoid the professional arena and just find a job as a teacher at a school to earn a living? Or continue to ask your family for money?

Listening to what Mr. Ke said, Yi Zheng took a deep breath and nodded to the teacher leading the team: "I will go to the competition!"

Yi Zheng said that he wasn't thinking about his future for the bonus, but to keep his word and help Mr. Ke buy a mobile phone! Because I, Yi Zheng, am a man who keeps his promises!

That’s it! Whether you believe it or not, Yi Zheng himself believes it!
Seeing Yi Zheng agree, the team leader breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I'll help you change your ticket right away and go directly to Huangshan! Teacher Cao Ming will arrive there first and pick you up at the high-speed rail station."

Yi Zheng is still a minor, so he naturally needs a teacher to lead him in the competition, otherwise the chess academy will not be responsible if anything happens.

"OK."

"Then pack up. I'll take a taxi to take you to the high-speed train later."

Yi Zheng watched his teacher leave and sat down on the bed. He didn't expect that he would go out to compete again right after finishing one competition, and the connection was so tight.

At this time, Mr. Ke had already started to calculate: "How should I spend 100,000 yuan? The phones here are too cheap."

Yi Zheng was also speechless: "The phone you looked at before was seven or eight thousand yuan, this is still cheap! Besides, one hundred thousand yuan is the prize money for the champion. Do you think winning this competition is that easy?"

Just like the fantasy world, Go is also divided into ranks and levels.

Amateur 1-8.

Occupational levels one to nine.

The transition from amateur to professional seems like the ascension from the mortal world to the immortal world in fairy tales, directly forming the two worlds of amateur and professional Go.

Theoretically speaking, amateur 5th dan should be the amateur great perfection, and amateur 6th dan is even half a step into the professional, with some professional characteristics and can defeat professional players.

In the fairy tale world, he is already in the Mahayana stage and a half-immortal.

However, there are some people who, due to their age or talent, clearly have the ability to be professional players but have been slow to become professionals. Instead, they stay in the amateur Go world and bully others.

Just like the non-ascending beings in some fairy tales.

The reason is very simple. Although becoming a professional player seems glorious, for some older people with no development prospects, the treatment of being a low-level professional player may not be as good as that of an amateur.

This is what is called "it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix."

Therefore, these people are very difficult to deal with one or two of them, and many of them have defeated professionals.

Yi Zheng had participated in similar amateur national competitions before, but only made it to the top 16.

It is extremely difficult to win the championship.

But Mr. Ke disagreed: "Since I'm participating, I must win the championship!
Starting today, I will subject you to inhumane and devilish training!"

For the sake of one hundred thousand dollars, Mr. Ke already felt his soul boiling!
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