Fang Wen?
Qiu Shui and Zhang Jiayun were both stunned and looked at each other.
Qiu Shui didn't expect to hear this name here.
He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and asked the other party: "Do you think Fang Wen is amazing?"
The young man replied without any doubt: "He is the best among our group of qualifying players."
"Tsk, I thought you were so awesome. Turns out you're not even as good as Fang Wen." Zhang Jiayun proudly pulled Qiu Shui and said to the boy, "Do you know who's standing in front of you?"
The young man glanced at Qiu Shui suspiciously, "Who are you?"
"When Fang Wen, who you call so powerful, plays chess with our Master Qiu, he can't even finish the game and loses in the middle of the game."
"you?"
The young man looked at Qiu Shui in surprise, "You beat Fang Wen?"
"If the Fang Wen you are talking about is the Fang Wen Chudan, then I think so." Qiu Shui admitted generously.
He didn't win by cheating, but by winning fairly. So he has nothing to hide.
"You can beat a professional chess player?" The boy was surprised. "How is that possible? You don't even have calluses on your hands. How can you be so good?"
"Can't our Young Master Qiu have good skin and not get calluses?" Zhang Jiayun was talking nonsense.
Although Qiu Shui's skin is fair, it is not smooth. Moreover, calluses formed on the palms of my hands because I used to work part-time frequently.
"Your name is Qiu Shao?" the young man asked Qiu Shui.
"My name is Qiu Shui. I am the autumn with autumn wind and falling leaves, and the river with no traces." Qiu Shui introduced himself.
The young man gritted his teeth and said, "My name is Bai Yan, Bai for white, Yan for color. Which stadium are you in?"
From the second floor to the twentieth floor of the gymnasium, every room on every floor is an examination room.
Qiu Shui was assigned to the fourth floor, 401 competition venue.
Since Bai Yan asked, Qiu Shui didn't think much about it and answered, "401."
Bai Yan was stunned for a moment, "What a coincidence, you are also in Room 401?"
"Really? You're not in the same arena as Mr. Qiu?" Zhang Jiayun asked in surprise.
Bai Yan opened his cell phone and showed the two of them his competition notification letter.
Every participating player will receive a competition notification letter from the Hualong Cup Go Competition before the competition.
The notification letter contains the contestant's information and the time and location of the competition. and the venue to which they were assigned.
I saw that the 401 stadium was indeed written on Bai Yan’s competition notification letter.
Zhang Jiayun looked at it and laughed, "Oh, you are actually on the same field with our Qiu Shao. If you two become opponents, then you should be prepared to go home crying today."
Bai Yan snorted coldly, "Hmph, let's wait and see. I don't believe he is so powerful."
"Oh, you're quite arrogant." Zhang Jiayun crossed his arms and said, "Then I'll just watch."
Soon, they arrived at the gate of the sports building.
At the entrance of the sports building, there are four tables on each side.
There is a card reader on each table.
Participants can enter the sports building by simply swiping their ID cards on the card reader.
So even though the line was long, it moved very quickly.
When I walked into the sports building, I found that it was crowded with people, and the elevator door was full of people.
There are at least two to three thousand people on the first floor of the building now.
Although the building has 10 elevators, it still cannot accommodate two to three thousand people.
Therefore, some people living on the lower floors chose to take the stairs.
"Oh my god, there are too many people. How long will it take to queue up to take the elevator?" Zhang Jiayun looked at the crowd of old men and women in front of him and didn't have the courage to squeeze forward.
Qiu Shui raised his eyebrows and glanced at the old men and women who kept squeezing into the elevator, and said, "Let's take the stairs. Aren't you on the fifth floor? You're only one floor away from me, so it'll be faster to take the stairs."
"Okay, Mr. Qiu, I'll listen to you." Zhang Jiayun followed Qiu Shui up the stairs.
Fortunately, the floors are not high. If I were assigned to a floor on the 10th or 20th floor, I would have to climb the stairs and I don’t know how long it would take.
Bai Yan also followed behind the two of them.
At the elevator entrance, there were actually staff members giving instructions, suggesting that contestants on lower floors should take the stairs to save time.
But some people are just lazy and would rather wait for the elevator than take the stairs.
When Qiu Shui reached the fourth floor, he greeted Zhang Jiayun and walked into the competition venue in Room 401.
I saw that the stadium was about 300 square meters and had a lot of space.
It was supposed to be a table tennis training room, but now all the table tennis tables and equipment were piled in the corner.
There were about a hundred Go tables and about two hundred chairs placed in the middle.
On both sides of the table, there is an aisle wide for two people to pass through.
On each table, there is a sign with the contestant's name and number written on it.
Each contestant will be given a randomly generated number in order to distinguish contestants with the same name and prevent mistakes.
In addition to the signs, there is also a timer on one side of the desktop chess board.
It looks as formal as a regular competition.
When Qiu Shui went in, quite a few people had already arrived.
Some people sit at their own seats, holding Go books and writing down the scores.
Some people sat together and played chess.
Some people gather in twos or threes and watch others play chess.
Qiu Shui's position is in a corner, near the window.
Sitting there, you can see the poplar trees outside.
The seat opposite Qiu Shui was empty. I don't know if anyone has come.
Bai Yan, who came in with Qiu Shui, sat in the front seat.
Qiu Shui looked up and found that Bai Yan was facing him, and Bai Yan's opponent was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties.
The majority of people participating in the competition are adults, and there are relatively few minors like Bai Yan.
Seeing Qiu Shui looking at him, Bai Yan glared at Qiu Shui.
Qiu Shui smiled helplessly. This little brat was really arrogant, just like Zhang Jiayun said.
Suddenly, Qiu Shui remembered that Zhou Hao and Bao Yingyuan were stuck on the way, and he didn't know whether they had arrived.
There is only half an hour left before the game starts.
Thinking of this, Qiu Shui sent Zhou Hao an inquiring message.
In just a few seconds, Zhou Hao replied.
Said they had arrived and were queuing outside, waiting to come in.
After seeing this, Qiu Shui finally felt relieved.
Although these second-generation rich people have not known each other for long, Qiu Shui discovered that these second-generation rich people are not as stupid as they are portrayed on TV.
In fact, when you get to know them, you'll find that they are no different from ordinary people. Normally, he rarely does anything stupid like taking advantage of his power to bully others.
After all, this is Kyoto, and there are many second and third generations.
But the richer and more powerful one is, the stricter the family education is.
Those who are brainless are either not rich enough or have no power.
Therefore, Qiu Shui and Zhang Jiayun get along pretty well with each other.
After waiting for about ten minutes, an old man with white hair who looked to be in his sixties walked slowly in from the door holding a thermos cup.
He walked directly towards where Qiu Shui was. After reaching the seat opposite Qiu Shui, he glanced at the name tag on the table, and then sat down opposite Qiu Shui.
The old man was wearing a light grey Tang suit and looked in good spirits.
After he sat down, he placed the thermos cup in his hand on the table, then smiled and said to Qiu Shui: "Young man, are you my opponent in the first round?"
Qiu Shui looked him up and down imperceptibly and smiled, "Yes."
"Yes, yes, yes." The old man said yes three times in a row. "It's been a while since I played chess with a young man. Young man, I'm going to tell you the truth. My chess skills are not weak. Don't be careless just because I'm old."
"No, don't worry."
Just kidding, his Go teacher is an old man. Facing the old man, Qiu Shui is not only not careless, but also puts in his utmost attention to deal with it.
Who knows if this old man in front of him is a guy who pretends to be a tiger!
Qiu Shui came here aiming for the championship. If he lost because of carelessness, he would be so nauseous that he would die.
"That's good." The old man seemed very satisfied with Qiu Shui's answer.
Then he opened the cup and took a sip of the tea in it. Under Qiu Shui's surprised gaze, he slowly took out a folded newspaper from his pocket and started reading it in front of Qiu Shui.
The person next to Qiu Shui also came and was holding a lunch box, eating a packed breakfast.
Qiu Shui looked at the middle-aged mothers not far away, who were gathered in groups of three or five, discussing their children. And some middle-aged dads who were talking about work.
A room is basically a small social scene.
Qiu Shui smiled helplessly, looked at the time and found it was still early, so he took out his cell phone, used it to find a low-level opponent on the Youqi Go website, and started playing Go.
Half an hour is enough to end the battle before the game starts.
The old man sitting opposite Qiu Shui saw Qiu Shui's watch and his eyes paused for a moment. Then he took a quick look at Bai Ze's clothes and had a better idea in his mind.
Then, after seeing Qiu Shui pick up the phone, he shook his head and muttered, "Young people nowadays..."
He treated Qiu Shui as a rich second-generation who was just here to make up the numbers.
The chess game could have been over in just over ten minutes, but because Qiu Shui deliberately delayed the game, it took more than twenty minutes to finish.
Qiu Shui had just put down his phone when the referee of the match entered the arena.
Each competition venue is assigned 3 referees, and each floor is equipped with four medical staff to deal with emergencies of the contestants.
Five minutes before the game started, everyone fell silent and the broadcast in the room began to introduce the rules of the game.
The game adopts Chinese Go rules, with Black giving White seven and a half points. One hour of playing time per person.
After the rules are introduced, the competition officially begins.
Everyone stood up at the same time and bowed to their opponents.
Next, start guessing.
Qiu Shui plays white and the old man plays black.
The old man was very happy to see that he was playing black.
He said to Qiu Shui with an apologetic look on his face: "Oh, my luck is so good. Young man, if you lose later, you can't blame me, an old man."
Qiu Shui smiled and said, "Grandpa, the game hasn't started yet, so the outcome is still uncertain."
The old man also smiled and said, "Then let the horses come over."
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