[comprehensive] between square inches

Still finished the training in the morning, and after greeting Mr. Li, Siming left the chess academy.

After asking Mr. Li, Siming knew that the address left by the old man was not far away, so after asking for a map, Siming walked there.

After passing through the small park, we turned another corner and saw a courtyard.

[Hey, it looks antique. 】The young man from Chiba floated out of the chess record, staring at the courtyard with Chinese characteristics.

A middle-aged woman in her 40s was standing at the door, wearing very simple house clothes. When she saw Siming approaching, she immediately rushed forward to greet her. "It's Qianye, Dad and Uncle Lu are waiting for you." The other party was very enthusiastic, beckoning Siming to go in.

Follow the woman through the hanging flower gate, and you can see the layout of the entire courtyard.Two crabapple trees were planted in front of the main house, which coincided with the flowering season of crabapple. The light pink petals were layered and clustered together, which looked very cute.

A small area on the south side of the entrance of the West Wing was turned into a small pond with several koi swimming in it.The wisteria hanging from the chashou veranda is reflected on the water.

There is a round table in the middle of the courtyard, where two old people are drinking tea and chatting.Seeing Siming come in, the grandfather who was doing Tai Chi smiled and waved to him.

"The little guy is coming!"

"Uh..." Siming suddenly thought that the other party hadn't introduced himself until today. Could it be that they want to call him "grandfather" and "little guy"?

"Haha..." Seeing Siming's embarrassment, the old man seemed to realize his mistake, "I'm getting old and my memory is not good. I forgot to introduce you. My surname is Liang. I was a professor at B University before I retired. , you can just call me Professor Liang. This old man is surnamed Lu, I wonder if you have met Lu Li in the Chess Academy, this old man is Lu Li's grandfather."

"Ah, how are you, Professor Liang, and how are you, Grandpa Lu." He saluted the two old people respectfully, and then sat down on the chair on the other side.

It was Professor Liang's daughter who brought Siming in before. After watching Siming sit down, the other party went into the West Wing to wash some apples and put them in front of Siming, "Eat some fruit."

"Thank you auntie."

In addition to the teacups of the two elders, there was also a chessboard on the round table. The chess game on the chessboard happened to be at the end of yesterday.

"Professor Liang, shall we continue?" Siming pointed to the chess game.

Mr. Liang waved his hand, "Yesterday I asked Lao Lu to go back and ask his grandson to get a general understanding of your situation. According to your seniority, you have to call me Grandpa Sheng."

"Eh?"

"Your father, An Yan, is my father's student." Liang Conan patted Siming's head, "I hugged you when you were born."

"..." This...suddenly, when I arrived in China, my father's old friends were everywhere.

"When I met your father back then, he wasn't as old as you. Looking at the gentle boy, he was fierce on the chessboard." Mr. Liang said with a little nostalgia, "Speaking of it, at first, I thought I just found a student who could continue my career. Unexpectedly, teaching and teaching taught me a professional chess player.”

"Isn't the professor also good at playing chess?"

"Hehe, don't you think these chess moves are very familiar?"

Siming looked at the chess game carefully again, instead of dealing with it personally, it allowed Siming to examine the game more clearly, "Ah, it's Dad's game record."

Mr. Liang showed a kind and satisfied smile on his face, "Yes, these are all the chess moves intercepted from your father's chess game. I heard that you came to China because you were confused about your own chess? "

"En." Siming nodded, "I played chess with two Korean chess players before, and I may have been influenced by them. Grandpa thinks that my chess is too recalcitrant and has lost its direction. "

"So, have you found it now?"

Siming nodded.In fact, after he returned to his original thinking and played chess with Chinese chess players, he really understood what his grandfather and Mr. Tezuka meant.

Everyone has a different way of thinking. If you want to get out of a space in this world, you must have your own ideas.You can use other people's advantages to decorate the facade, and you can also use others' shortcomings to examine yourself. The only thing that cannot be changed is your own philosophy that supports this world.

If you use other people's things directly without modification, the only thing you will lose in the end is yourself.A chess player who doesn't even have his own self, how can he surpass himself?

"I examine myself three times a day." Mr. Liang said, "You play chess every day, and you review the game. What is the purpose of the review? It's not just to find out your mistakes and try to correct them, but to Find out whether the road you insist on has deviated from the original direction."

"Your own style is the foundation of your Go." Lu Li's grandfather Lu Xun suddenly said, "Lu Li told me that your game has an ancient style, and you are very good at using the concept of Sun Tzu's Art of War to deal with your opponents. "

"I have read Sun Tzu's Art of War once, but I don't understand it very thoroughly."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand it. No one can claim that he has read the art of war, or even fully understood it. Your father used to read these Chinese classics. Go originated in China. Although the modern system is very different from the ancient one, but There are some fundamental things that will never change. Go is a fusion of many Chinese cultures..."

Liang Cong'an stood in the west wing that was converted into a kitchen and smiled helplessly. Every time his father got an opportunity, he would always promote his classical culture.I don't even think about it, Chiba just came from Japan, whether he can understand it or not.Still, the boy was patient, just like his father.

Looking at the teenagers in the yard, Liang Cong'an thought of the boy who always wore thin clothes, followed behind his father, took those ancient chess records, translated them bit by bit, and even listened to his father's nagging without a trace of impatience.

How similar are the father and son.

Siming returned to the chess academy after having dinner at Liang's house that day.Although, that game of chess never continued, and in the afternoon, in fact, there were not many things about Go that were really mentioned.However, Siming felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, clamoring to play chess, to play chess...

When he entered the building, he saw that the elevator door was about to close, so Siming had to run two steps, "Wait a minute."

"Huh? You just came back?" In the elevator was Dou Yi who had just gone out for dinner. When he saw Siming coming, he quickly pressed the button.

"Well, I went to Professor Liang's house to attend a class today."

"Professor Liang?"

"Well, it's my father's teacher."

"Hey, is he a very good Go player?"

"No, Professor Liang is Professor of Ancient Chinese."

"what?"

"But it's really inspiring, nah, what about our next game? Go to my place."

"no problem."

After listening to Professor Liang's class, Siming found that he could understand something deeper about his father's chess, and he was more proficient in using it.

Guess the order, and Dou Yi will hold the black first.Although Zhibai lost the upper hand, Siming is not worried at all. There is such a sentence in "Xunzi Yibing": "The last to attack, the first to arrive, this is the key to using soldiers."

From a strategic point of view, the post-strike stand in a supreme territory to view the enemy's attack.Build a thick momentum and build a high wall to prevent the opponent's attack.But in the same way, first express a meaning that I am not afraid of you.

Because of the many games played recently, Dou Yi omitted the probing steps and attacked directly, but Siming did not respond positively. Instead, he chose to outflank the black chess. Start a fierce counterattack.

There is art of war in Go, but there are also Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.The middle game is no longer the unrelenting fight of the Korean style, but with a touch of Lao Tzu's rule by doing nothing, according to the opponent's situation, choose the corresponding method, divide, interrupt, and annihilate black's first move advantage in the battle bit by bit. middle.

"I lost." Before the end, Dou Yi pitched and conceded.

Letting go of his sweaty hands, a smile spread across Siming's face, "It's really enjoyable today."

"Qianye, you've improved so much because of one ancient Chinese class?" Dou Yi looked in disbelief.

"Of course. Go originated in China. It is the crystallization of the philosophical wisdom and speculative consciousness of the Chinese nation for thousands of years. It contains China's rich and unique historical and cultural accumulation. Therefore, I integrate ancient Chinese culture into my In chess, I can really improve."

"It's embarrassing to say it. As Chinese, we didn't pay attention to it, but you, a Japanese, found out." Dou Yi shook his head mockingly.

"I'm also Chinese!" Siming said proudly. He has Chinese blood in his body, and his soul is completely Chinese. Why can't he call himself Chinese?

After meeting Mr. Liang, Siming practiced every day, and his life of composing notation changed to training, listening to lectures, composing notation at night or finding someone to practice.

In June, after playing against Wang Xing again, he was also surprised by Siming's progress in the past two months. "There is a lot less aggressive feeling, but there is a little more aura to intimidate the opponent. Qianye, you are slowly approaching the real master."

With his new experience and a gift from a friend from the Chess Academy, Siming set out on his way home.After sweeping away the confusion when he came to China, he really realized the importance of his own style.

The life of these two months also gave him a different idea.

At the airport, Kuwahara Shin kept looking up at the exit.The grandson is finally coming back.As a chess player, he understands his grandson very well. Once he is involved in the chess game, it is difficult to think of other things.But as an elder, I can't help worrying about my children.If I can't get a call from my child, I will think about other things, and worry that he will not be able to eat or sleep well in China alone.

"Come out." Ridai and Kanako excitedly pointed at the crowd.

"Brother." Kanako desperately waved at Siming.

"I'm back." Just after saying hello, Siming let everyone down again, "After graduating from high school, I plan to study in China."