Chapter 1. Fighting the Waves
"Brother Lang! This is my grandpa! Wang Yaozu!"

"Grandpa, this is my old...classmate, Zhan Lang, Brother Lang! He always takes special care of me at school!"

Fifteen-year-old Wang Xiaoer hugged Zhan Lang and rubbed his nose with his hands, then introduced the two people to each other.

"Sir, our school has signed us up for the Tianjin Youth Go Competition!

But Mr. Ouyang, who is in charge of training us, is a terrible chess player! I know you are good! I specially brought Brother Lang here to see if you can give us some special training?
When we get a good result, you will be proud of it!"

Facing his grandfather, Wang Xiaoer directly and casually told him the purpose of bringing his classmates here.

But Wang Xiaoer didn't seem to notice that his grandfather, who was holding the newspaper, had a bad look on his face and seemed to be very angry.

Hearing this, Grandpa Wang Xiaoer threw the newspaper aside and stood up: "Why learn Go!
What is there to learn? You can never be better than others even if you study for your whole life! If you have time, study hard and build airplanes instead of studying these messy things!

Seeing his grandfather suddenly angry, Wang Xiaoer was stunned. What was going on? Why did he suddenly get angry?
Didn’t my grandfather used to be very supportive of learning Go? Why did he become like this?

However, Wang Xiaoer had been a grandson for so many years that he was already familiar with the process and easily coaxed his grandfather into submission.

Facing his grandson, Wang Yaozu really couldn't get angry at all.

Then he turned and looked at Zhan Lang who was standing next to him.

"Do you want to learn Go?"

Looking at the old man looking at him, Zhan Lang scratched his hair a little awkwardly and replied: "It's okay..."

"Not bad...haha"

Wang Yaozu could tell at a glance that Zhan Lang had no intention of learning chess, and he probably thought that it was his eldest grandson who was forcing him to learn.

He is still a mediocre person and yet he drags others into the trap.

Thinking of this, Wang Yaozu pulled out a chessboard from under his desk and placed a few chess pieces in a corner to form a life and death problem.

"If you want to learn from me, solve this problem first. I will teach you if you can solve it within half an hour.

Otherwise, if the talent is not there, it will be useless to teach them.”

After saying that, Wang Yaozu got up and went out. When he reached the door, he seemed to remember something and turned around and said, "Waiter, stop meddling in my business."

The other party doesn't want to learn and I don't want to teach, so I can just give them a difficult question and get away with it.

If his grandson interferes, neither of them will be able to save face.

"No."

Looking at his grandfather who turned around and left after saying that, Wang Xiaoer couldn't help but pout.

Didn't he just ask his grandfather to teach Brother Lang how to play chess? And did he do this on purpose?

You may not be able to solve this life and death problem by yourself. Brother Lang has not studied it much, so how can he solve it?
"I'm sorry, Brother Lang, who knows what happened to my grandpa today?"

Wang Xiaoer looked at Zhan Lang who was standing beside him and said something a little embarrassedly.

Originally, he wanted to invite his buddy over to cook for him, but the meal didn't work out and he was scolded by his grandfather.

"It's okay. I have no interest in Go anyway, so I'm just being forced to do it."

Zhan Lang sat down on the chair indifferently, picked up the newspaper that the old man had thrown aside and took a look at it.

"Sports Daily, Issue 21, 5. In June this year, a Japanese Go delegation headed by the famous Japanese Go player Ikgen Okubo visited my country. The visit ended perfectly. During the visit, Chinese Go players displayed a tenacious and hard-working sportsmanship and achieved extremely outstanding performances, with an excellent record of 22 wins, draws and losses, which is the best in recent years..."

Wang Xiaoer looked at Zhan Lang who was reading a newspaper, leaned over and sighed, "The Japanese delegation has a bunch of amateur players. China has sent out all its best players but still ended up like this. Chinese Go is doomed."

"Is Japanese Go so good?"

Zhan Lang looked at Wang Xiaoer who was sighing and asked curiously.

After all, in his impression, the deepest impression of Japanese Go is a sentence said by a talented but immoral person.

The Japanese Go Association has a bunch of bad go players.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoer immediately became excited: "Of course it's amazing! There are endless nine-dan chess players in Japan! There are also the legendary six top-notch ones! Up to now, no Chinese chess player can beat the top-notch Japanese chess players!
Can't even win a single game! The gap is too big! Even Fang Yuan, the strongest Chinese chess player, can only occasionally win one or two games against a Japanese nine-dan.

There are a lot of 9th dan players in Japan, ah... the gap between us is too big, no wonder grandpa is angry."

As Wang Xiaoer spoke, he couldn't help but sigh. Judging from the current situation, the huge gap between Chinese Go and Japanese Go may not be caught up in a hundred years.

There's a world of difference. The gap is too huge.

He didn't care about Wang Xiaoer's sighs, because Zhan Lang himself had no idea about Go. To some extent, he was just pulled into it by Wang Xiaoer.

The reason why I participated in this Go competition was that all schools had to register a certain number of people, and my uncle Ouyang filled in my name without my consent in order to make up the number.

Zhan Lang reluctantly agreed to this after hearing that the school could organize a few days of fun in the city at public expense during the summer vacation.

After all, in this era, going from the countryside to the city center is considered a long journey.

As for Go, Zhan Lang said that he only knows abstract Go.

As a time traveler who was about to be eliminated by the template of the protagonist of online novels, Zhan Lang, a user of a certain platform in his previous life, had voted for a goddess before traveling through time and had also followed various kinds of competitions in various Go live broadcast rooms.

However, before the time travel, I was too busy with work, so even though I had been following the game for more than three years, I never played a single game.

Of course, the main reason is laziness and unwillingness to learn new things.

If I have this time, I might as well play Teamfight Tactics! Start!
Auto chess is also chess!

And now that we have traveled through time, what time is it now?
Nineteen seventy-nine!

The year 1980 is almost here!
Who would play Go at this point in time?
The spring breeze of reform is blowing everywhere! The Chinese people are really doing well!
This world is crazy! Even pigs can fly into the sky when the wind blows!
Zhan Lang had set a small goal when he traveled through time. He wanted to take Shuangma as his younger brother, take Dongzi as his victim, punch Jobs, kick Buffett, and dominate the business world. He was invincible!

Period literature! I’ve read a lot of it!

“Brother Lang, don’t worry. If my grandfather doesn’t teach me, I will teach you when the time comes.

My level is not bad... at least better than Teacher Ouyang!"

"It doesn't matter. I'll just give up after two rounds."

After hearing what Wang Xiaoer said, Zhan Lang said something indifferently.

There is nothing attractive about this Go competition. The champion of the junior and youth groups only gets ten dollars.

"No, just compete properly when you get there!"

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(End of this chapter)