"White can almost win the game,"
"18 consecutive wins."
"Old Yu, the old fifth-rank player, was beaten to four pieces. Most professional beginners can't do that."
"It's hard to say. Old Yu's calculation ability has obviously declined in the middle of the game. He can't see the local situation clearly. If it were me, I would definitely win with four pieces."
In the chess hall, a group of people gathered around a chess table, watching the young man and the old man playing chess, whispering in low voices.
The voices were very low, as if they were afraid to disturb the players.
"I lost."
The old man counted the points on the chessboard again, took out two chess pieces from his chess pot and placed them on the chessboard, indicating that he had given up.
Watching the old man's actions, Ying Jie also bowed in return: "Thank you for letting me win."
The old man shook his head when he heard this: "No, I admit defeat with all my heart. The gap of four pieces was caught up in just one hundred moves. The gap was too big.
Let's not talk about this anymore. Teacher Ying, let's review the game and study where the problem is?"
"In fact, there is no big problem with the overall situation. If there is a real problem, it's this part.
The typical "Yellow Oriole Catching Butterfly" chess pattern is essentially just a local life and death problem. Although it is a little complicated, you shouldn't make such a mistake with your level."
Looking at the problem being pointed out, the old man touched his bald head embarrassedly: "I'm old and can't calculate clearly."
"Teacher Ying, don't give him face. To put it bluntly, he collapsed at the beginning. It took more than a hundred moves to catch up. If it weren't for the local area in the upper left corner that Teacher Ying let live, he would have surrendered in one hundred moves."
"Old Wang, you are not ashamed to say that to me? I forgot how you were beaten yesterday.
It would have been fine if you had just ended the game honestly, but you had to challenge Teacher Ying, and finally lost thirty or forty points."
"My attitude is to have a learning mentality. What's the difference between losing ten points and thirty? The important thing is to learn! Unlike you, you can't find a place to fight in the whole board, so winning is meaningless.
Look at your part. As long as you are willing to break through, the white chess may not be able to kill you. Even if it's worse, you can still keep both pieces alive. But you just got scared."
"Bullshit, this part is of no value at all. Do you know what it means to sacrifice pieces to get ahead?"
"You sacrificed the dragon, right?"
"Hahahahaha!"
Several elderly people around Ying Jie were watching the chess and pointing on the chessboard, saying that they should make this move and that move, and teasing each other that their moves were really bad. The store was filled with all kinds of cheerful atmosphere.
Ying Jie closed his eyes while listening to the noisy voices around him. He didn't care about the discussions around him. This game of chess was not worth replaying for him.
The only value is...
"Win this game and get 5 points from Jueyi."
"One more game should be enough. I can play a game with Jueyi tonight with three handicaps, and then review the game."
Looking at the points in his system, Ying Jie nodded silently, then looked up and asked the people around him: "Let's play another game. Who can give me some advice?"
"Let me do it."
Ying Jie looked up at the old man who was talking. He looked a little unfamiliar. He probably hasn't met him in a month of playing chess here.
"Mr. Qi?"
"Aren't you in the imperial capital? When are you coming back?"
"Mr. Qi, you haven't paid me the cloud that I lost in the bet last time."
The old man ignored the greetings of old friends around him and pulled out a chair to sit opposite Ying Jie: "My name is Qi Zhenxi, and I'm the owner of this store."
"Hello."
Ying Jie nodded when he heard this. It turned out that he was the owner of a store. No wonder everyone around knew him.
"I heard from the front desk that you have won more than ten games in a row playing chess here?"
"Including the last game, 18 games." Before Ying Jie could speak, the old man next to him began to introduce him.
"Teacher Ying came here more than a month ago. He first played with us and has been playing with four stones. He has never lost."
Four stones?
Qi Zhenxi frowned when he heard this. He knew several old friends here. Many of them were considered strong players among amateur 5th dan.
Even if they are old now, their calculation ability has declined, and their strength is not as good, ordinary professional beginners may not be able to make four stones.
It should be a teenager who is trying to get a dan, and he is not an ordinary one.
Thinking of this, Qi Zhenxi couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment. Originally, he heard someone from his chess hall call and said that a genius boy came. Judging from his accent, he should be from this city. He also wanted to have the opportunity to train local Go players.
Now he may have been intercepted by others, and it is estimated that he has spent a lot of time to train.
After all, from the perspective of normal people, amateur 5th dan may still rely on time to learn by themselves.
But the road from amateur 5th dan to professional can only be taken in dojos in big cities such as the imperial capital Hangzhou.
If someone can become a professional through self-study, then he is no longer a genius, but someone who only exists in novels and TV dramas.
"Which dojo are you from?"
"Nie...ah, I haven't been to the dojo here to study."
"Never been to the dojo?"
Qi Zhenxi was a little unconvinced when he heard this. It is difficult to make progress without a high-level chess player teaching you step by step, feeding you moves, and repeatedly playing against people of the same level.
"There is a teacher."
Yes, the teacher of Jueyi.
"How long have you studied?"
"It should be six years in total."
Ying Jie estimated the time he spent learning chess in his previous life, which is about the same time.
"Okay, guess first."
Although Qi Zhenxi was a little confused about Ying Jie's words, he still wanted to get to know each other better through Go.
Go, also known as "hand talk", is a game in which both sides communicate by dropping pieces, and each move conveys information.
Due to different personalities and various reasons, each person's chess style is also different. Even in the later AI era, every chess player's style of play is constantly approaching AI, but they will still retain their own unique style, except for one person who has completely changed.
Qi Zhenxi grabbed a handful of chess pieces from the jar and held them in his hand. Ying Jie also took a chess piece from his jar and placed it on the board.
Go has two pieces, black and white. Black goes first and white goes second. Normal games are all about guessing first.
That is, the player who has the upper hand or the higher rank takes a handful of white pieces from a pile and places them on the board, and then the other party guesses.
The other party takes one or two black pieces, which means you guess whether the other party has grabbed an odd or even number of pieces.
If the black player guesses correctly, then he plays black and goes first.
If he guesses wrong, he plays white.
Because black has the advantage of going first, under the current Go rules, white has a compensation of giving points.
Giving points means that the player who goes first has to give up a certain advantage to the player who goes later. The Chinese rule is that the black player gives 3 and 3/4 points, about 7.5 points, while the Japanese and Korean rules are 6.5 points.
The meaning of giving points is even clearer, that is, the player with higher chess skills allows the player with lower chess skills to place a few pieces on the Go board first.
Giving up one piece first can be simply understood as giving yourself about ten points, and two pieces is equivalent to giving yourself about twenty points. It is usually a way for the upper hand to play against the lower hand, and the difference in level can be offset by giving up pieces.
Qi Zhenxi put the chess pieces in his hand on the chessboard and counted them simply, an odd number.
Ying Jie guessed correctly and played black first.
(End of this chapter)