Chapter 339 The loser will definitely be you! (Please give me your monthly vote!)
In the evening, in a quiet teahouse.
Jiang Changdong picked up the teacup, took a sip, looked at Zhuang Weisheng opposite him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "You lost the tenth-dan title, which really scared me."
Hearing this, Zhuang Weisheng just smiled faintly and said, "Haven't you been waiting for the day when I lose my tenth-level title?"
Hearing this, Jiang Changdong's hand suddenly stopped, and the teacup he was holding also stopped in mid-air, and he fell silent all of a sudden.
After a moment, Jiang Changdong slowly placed the teacup on the table and said, "Indeed, I have been waiting for the day when you lose your tenth-dan title."
"But when you really lost your ten-dan title, I didn't seem to feel as good as I thought."
Jiang Changdong said slowly, "It would be fine if you lost to Kong Zi, Zhang Dongchen and the others, but you lost the tenth dan to a brat like Zhu Huaian."
"In the final analysis, I hope you lose your ten-dan title, but I hope it's me who takes it from you, not someone else."
Zhuang Weisheng was silent when he heard this.
"I say."
Jiang Changdong raised his head, looked straight at Zhuang Weisheng, and said, "What's wrong with you?"
"Twenty years ago, Teacher Hu Yuze was forty-five years old, and you were only twenty years old."
"It is generally believed in the chess world that chess players reach their peak at the age of 40, so Hu Yuze, 10th Dan, told the media that there is absolutely no 10th Dan in the world who is in his twenties."
"But in the end, you proved yourself with your actions, and finally defeated Mr. Hu Yuze 4-2, won the tenth dan title, and even defended the title for 20 consecutive years."
"Now, you are forty years old, you should be in the prime of your life, but you lost to a young boy like Zhu Huaian. Are you already on the decline at the age of forty?"
Hearing this, Zhuang Weisheng burst out laughing and said, "Although Zhu Huaian is young, his chess skills are already among the best in the world. Although I lost those games, it's not a shame, right?"
Zhuang Weisheng's words seemed to have hit Jiang Changdong's sore spot. His expression suddenly changed, and his voice even became a little excited: "Are you kidding?!"
"Those few games were not your level at all! Zhu Huaian's chess skills are indeed good, but he can only beat you in two or three games in a seven-game match!"
"How could you lose to him in seven games?!"
"I thought you had your own ideas, but after looking at your recent chess records, I can no longer see any trace of your past self. Where is your Misei-ryu? Where is your style of play?!"
"You shouldn't just be like this, right? Zhuang Weisheng?"
Zhuang Weisheng didn't say anything, but just looked at Jiang Changdong who was becoming a little agitated.
Jiang Changdong seemed to realize his own gaffe. He took a deep breath, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and adjusted his mood.
“I want to get to know Go again.”
Zhuang Weisheng looked at Jiang Changdong and finally spoke.
"ha?"
Jiang Changdong was stunned, as if he had heard something absurd. He looked at Zhuang Weisheng in disbelief: "Are you getting to know Go again?"
Zhuang Weisheng did not explain further, but just said: "You always seem to not care much about the latecomers. Do you think there are national players in their teens in the world?"
"A teenage...national player?"
Jiang Changdong was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he paused as if he had thought of something and asked, "You mean, Yu Shao?"
"Um."
Zhuang Weisheng took a sip of tea and nodded slightly.
“Hahahahahahahahaha.”
Jiang Changdong seemed to have heard a big joke and couldn't help laughing. He asked, "Zhuang Weisheng, do you mean that I will lose the national player title to him?"
"He just beat Li Congyou, 8th dan, today. It was a very exciting game. Didn't you see it?" Zhuang Weisheng put down his teacup and asked.
"I watched it, and it was indeed a great game that was amazing."
Jiang Changdong said, "I don't deny that the boy is indeed incredibly talented, but Li Congyou is young and inexperienced after all. He is too immature."
"If I were to play that game, or if it was played by a veteran like Kong Zi, we would be able to win!"
Zhuang Weisheng did not refute, but just looked at the empty chessboard in front of him.
A moment later, Zhuang Weisheng suddenly reached into the chess box, and amid the sound of chess pieces colliding, he picked out a black piece.
"Didn't you ask me why I didn't play the layout I was best at before?"
Zhuang Weisheng looked at the chessboard and made his first move while talking.
Da! Sixteen columns and four rows, stars! "Unborn flow?"
Jiang Changdong looked at the chessboard, saw the black piece Zhuang Weisheng had placed, frowned and asked, "Why?"
"This is the chess game I played with Yu Shao before."
Zhuang Weisheng picked up the white piece again and placed it on the chessboard, then said, "I lost this game of chess."
"What?!"
Hearing Zhuang Weisheng's words, Jiang Changdong was stunned at first, then his expression suddenly changed, and he said in a lost voice: "You... lost?"
"How is that possible?!"
"You lost to Yu Shao?"
Zhuang Weisheng didn't say anything, but continued to take chess pieces out of the chess box and put them on the chessboard.
Ta-da, ta-da, ta-da…
Under Jiang Changdong's gaze, the black and white chess pieces fell onto the board one after another, spreading across the board.
Small eyes, small flying hooks, high demolition! On the chessboard, the black pieces played the Weisheng style! As Zhuang Weisheng's old rival for thirty years, Jiang Changdong's understanding and research of Weisheng style can even be said to have reached the point where no one can match him except Zhuang Weisheng.
"Are you a black guy?"
Jiang Changdong stared at the chessboard and asked in disbelief, "You played this game and still lost?"
In fact, he already had the answer to this question in his mind. After all, it was the black chess that played the Weisheng style. It was unlikely that anyone would be the first to play the Weisheng style when facing Zhuang Weisheng! After all, the Weisheng style was researched and created by Zhuang Weisheng, and he carried it forward. Even this layout was named "Weisheng".
If you are facing Zhuang Weisheng and use the Weisheng Style, it is equivalent to using the opponent's sword to chop the opponent. In the end, it is very likely that you will not be able to hurt the enemy, but will be killed instead with a bloody head.
However, since Zhuang Weisheng had already used the Weisheng Style that he had studied most thoroughly, how could he lose? ! After hearing what Jiang Changdong said, Zhuang Weisheng did not answer, but just continued to make moves.
Da! Seventeen columns and fifteen rows, Xiaofei is dead!
"Is this a trick by Xiao Fei?"
Jiang Changdong opened his eyes slightly and looked at the chessboard in disbelief.
The chess pieces continued to fall alternately.
Ta, da, da!
As more and more chess pieces fell, Jiang Changdong's expression began to change, and a look of shock gradually crept onto his face! "It is a consensus that Xiao Fei is not good when facing Wei Sheng Liu, but White still chose to use Xiao Fei. Later, when facing Black's Xiao Fei, White chose to suppress it."
"White even pushed forward four lines in a row, which is totally against the principles of chess!"
"But……"
"But later on in the game, the black pieces' development was completely different from what we expected. Instead, the white pieces gradually showed their prowess!"
Jiang Changdong was filled with confusion. He stared at the chessboard and asked in disbelief, "Zhuang Weisheng, who is playing the black chess piece?"
He actually knew the answer, but as long as Zhuang Weisheng didn't answer, he didn't dare to believe it, or he didn't want to believe it at all! "I'm the one playing the black chess piece."
Zhuang Weisheng finally spoke up and gave his answer, while picking up another chess piece and placing it on the chessboard: "The one playing white chess is Yu Shao!"
After getting this expected answer, Jiang Changdong opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say a word. He just stared at the chessboard, watching the chess pieces falling like raindrops! Finally, after a while, Zhuang Weisheng dropped the last chess piece.
"Go down here."
Zhuang Weisheng stared at the chessboard, then slowly raised his head, looked at Jiang Changdong opposite him, and said, "I didn't continue playing."
Jiang Changdong said nothing, but continued to stare at the chessboard.
Although many people may still be unable to determine the winner after arriving here, he, like Zhuang Weisheng, has already seen the path to the end in advance.
Black indeed lost! But compared to the game in which Zhuang Weisheng lost to Yu Shao, what really shocked him was the new changes in the Weisheng style played by White in this game, which concealed a subversion of the ground and momentum!
Yes!
Terrain! Momentum! Just like thickness, both are the foundation of the Go building. Once the two change, the way of playing Go will change drastically! "Is this a fast game?"
Jiang Changdong looked at the chessboard and noticed something. He suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhuang Weisheng opposite him, and asked.
"right."
Zhuang Weisheng nodded and did not deny it.
"Since it's a quick game and not a formal competition, it has no credibility at all." Jiang Changdong said, "It doesn't prove anything at all."
Zhuang Weisheng did not refute because what Jiang Changdong said was true.
Since it is a fast chess game and not a competition, it is normal for anyone to win or lose.
Zhuang Weisheng looked at the chessboard for a moment, then raised his head again, stared at Jiang Changdong, and called out Jiang Changdong's name: "Jiang Changdong."
Jiang Changdong was stunned and looked at Zhuang Weisheng with some confusion.
"You didn't play chess with him face to face like I did. You only knew him through chess records. Therefore, you don't know or understand his strength at all."
Zhuang Weisheng looked directly at Jiang Changdong and said, "It's not that I'm arrogant!"
"It wasn't my intention to offend!"
“If we don’t make changes, if we don’t rediscover Go!”
Zhuang Weisheng's expression became extremely serious, and he said in a sonorous voice: "In the end, when we really meet him on the field, the one who loses will definitely be you!"
"Since that game, I have been learning and rethinking how to play Go. I have discarded my inherent thinking and changed my understanding of Go!"
"It's all for our rematch in the national championship soon!"
"In that game, everyone will see a brand new Zhuang Weisheng and a brand new Weisheng style!"
Jiang Changdong looked at Zhuang Weisheng opposite him with emotion.
But from Zhuang Weisheng's face, he couldn't see any sign of joking! …………
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