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

Chapter 74 Fried Fish
"Let's have dinner tonight, right? Okay, I happen to be in the capital. I came here to watch the recent Go Saint Tournament, so I can make some extra money.

You're still trying to find a good seedling for the Dan Qualifying Tournament, right? You know what, the newcomers are quite impressive these days. Mr. Jin even said he wants to replace our two reserve players with two new Sho-dan players. But those new Sho-dan players aren't that talented, so we'll just have to wait and see.

Well, that's it. Let's talk about it tonight. I think the next one will be the end of my work for the day. I'll treat you tonight."

Zhang Laoxi sat in the office of Muyehu Company, looking at the chessboard on the computer and making moves while talking on the phone.

As a professional 4th dan player, Zhang Laoxi naturally didn't take these ordinary amateurs seriously. He could even beat them completely while playing chess while talking on the phone.

Looking at his opponent who had surrendered after being slain by him, Zhang Laoxi shook his head and said, "Why bother? Why do you have to challenge me?

There are always people who like to be bullied. There's only one round left. After I finish, I'll collect my salary and go eat."

Looking at the new opponents he was matched with, Zhang Laoxi habitually looked at the names first to make sure they were familiar faces, in which case he would take them seriously.

"A... what GO?"

After taking a look at the unfamiliar name, Zhang Laoxi confirmed that it was not an acquaintance or an amateur superstar, so he made a decisive move.

Seeing Mr. Ke playing seriously with the black chess pieces, Yi Zheng felt a little surprised. Faced with such an ordinary profession, Mr. Ke didn't do anything fancy.

To be honest, although Mr. Ke is a bit mean, neurotic and abstract, his Go skills are definitely a super strong one.

Even the current Yi Zheng can only play handicap chess with Mr. Ke and both sides will win or lose. It is not an easy task for ordinary professionals to defeat Mr. Ke by making a smooth start in the game, not to mention that they will be directly defeated by Mr. Ke in the layout stage.

So Yi Zheng originally thought that Mr. Ke would do a fancy opening move like Tianyuan Tiandi Datong if he got the black chess pieces, but he didn't expect that Mr. Ke would play so seriously.

When did Mr. Ke change his gender?

"Don't worry, don't worry. Play with him and pull out a few of his teeth in three steps."

Mr. Ke looked at the surprised Yi Zheng and waved his hands. If you rush to do something fancy now, the other party will think you are crazy and quit the game directly.

You have to hang the opponent up and hit him first, then do some fancy moves and hang him up and hit him again, so that you can achieve a double defense-breaking effect.

On the other side, Zhang Laoxi was playing and found something wrong. Why did he lose a lot of money in just one corner?

"Did I make a mistake somewhere?"

Zhang Laoxi couldn't help but touch his shiny bald head and said, "Isn't this right? Who is trying to frame me today?"

Looking at the part that had ended, although Zhang Laoxi didn't know where he went wrong, at least he could see that he must have lost money in that part.

"I've been hit by a flying knife! It seems this guy came prepared. I must use all my strength to deal with him!"

Although there was local necrosis, Zhang Laoxi believed that if the opponent was an amateur player, he could still survive.

Forty steps later...

Looking at the screen full of talk about match-fixing, refunds, and all that garbage, Zhang Laoxi fell into silence for a short while. Although the public screen was full of ridicule, Zhang Laoxi could barely understand it.

After all, he originally thought that although he suffered a partial loss at the beginning, he could still be a tough opponent and win the game. However, who could have imagined that he would be defeated by the opponent in just 80 moves...

"This is definitely not some ordinary amateur. Some bastard is using a fake account to mess with me. Super!"

Seeing the intensifying criticism on the public screen, Zhang Laoxi decisively proposed another round of fighting. He had to redeem himself for the lost face!
It was my own mistake just now. I treated the opponent as an ordinary amateur. As a result, I was ambushed by the flying knives prepared by the opponent at the beginning. Later, in order to make up for the disadvantage, I was too aggressive and was surrounded by the opponent.

This twenty-second online chess game was caused by my bad mentality, mistakes in performance, and being stabbed at the beginning of the game.

Using a fake account to deliberately show weakness to the enemy, and then launching a surprise attack, isn't this bullying an honest person?!
I was careless and didn’t dodge just now. I will definitely win this time!

"..."

Zhang Laoxi, looking at the nearly completely dead chessboard on the left, couldn't help but slap himself. "That must be some damned champion who's using a smurf to attack me! There's no such thing as a third time. I don't believe I can't win a single game."

"The opponent has requested to continue the battle again. Do you still want to play with him?"

Looking at the reminder that popped up on the computer, Yi Zheng turned around and asked Mr. Ke who was sitting next to him, the effect of attracting traffic has been achieved, and some professions have already applied for battle.

To some extent, the surplus value of the opponent's profession has been almost squeezed out.

Mr. Ke clearly hadn't had enough. "Let's play another game. He hasn't been defeated yet. This is his first time paying for chess. I can't let him make money so easily. I have to let him make money without any hesitation. This time, the first move is to bet on Tianyuan."

After hearing this, Yi Zheng couldn't help but shook his head, and silently mourned for the professional on the opposite side whom he had never met before. He was afraid that he would have a mental breakdown after these few games.

Seeing his opponent agreeing to continue the game, Zhang Laoxi made his move without any hesitation after getting the black chess piece, but the white chess piece made its first move directly on Tianyuan.

Seeing this move, Zhang Laoxi was completely dumbfounded. Black's first move was to imitate the move. What did White's first move mean? You're giving me the first move, right?
"Alright, alright! Not even a Go Master would dare to do this to me! This game won't be over until I kill all three of your dragons!"

Zhang Laoxi looked at White's first move and his Tianyuan was immediately red and warm. What kind of rookie does he think he is?!
Unforgivable, bastard!
"Holy crap, how come the challenge livestream has over 20,000 viewers...isn't it usually only around 3,000 or 4,000 at most?"

At this time, the staff behind the scenes of Muyehu also noticed the abnormal data. The number of people in the challenge live broadcast room, which usually did not receive much attention, suddenly soared.

The backstage staff also started discussing: "It seems like some big shot is using a smurf account to play fish in the Challenger live broadcast room. The professional player who came today has lost two games in a row. This time he directly won the Tianyuan game?"

"Whose trumpet is this?"

"I don't know. I see the backend IP is from Lin'an. Isn't that a bit too many targets?"

"Could it be Yun Linglei?"

Another staff member who was watching the game shook his head: "How is that possible? He's still in the capital playing the holy chess tournament."

"I...you..."

At this time, Zhang Laoxi was sitting in the office looking at the situation on the computer and he was completely devastated. When people are devastated, they can't speak at all.

Less than a hundred moves later, the opponent clicked Tian Yuan and killed himself...

However, the opponent could injure me partially with just a few moves, and after a close combat in the middle game, he used sophisticated tactics to quickly disarm me.

In front of him, he was no different from Xiao Chulan...

"Title-level strength... maybe even stronger... Which big boss has nothing better to do than to mess with me?"

Zhang Laoxi felt like he was on the verge of tears. Wasn't he just doing a part-time job? Who had he offended? Did they treat him like a Japanese?
(End of this chapter)