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Chapter 127 Samsung Dream (8)

. "Lao Hua didn't expect that our results were so bad in the Samsung Cup this time." Chen Zude took a sip of tea and said with a dim expression. He had never thought about coming to South Korea, but after Wang Lei lost to Yugeng Guangshu in 32, he could no longer sit still. He flew from Beijing to Er. Now he was afraid that reporters would interview him and did not go to the laboratory at the competition site, and Hua Yigang, who hid in the hotel to watch the live broadcast of paid TV.

"Director, it's all my fault that I didn't lead the team well." Hua Yigang's face was not good. After all, although China did not win the Samsung Cup last time, at least six people entered the quarterfinals, I didn't expect that my performance in leading the team alone this time was so bad.

"How can you blame you? They are not doing well." Chen Zude hurriedly comforted. Hua Yi had just left the front line of Go competition and has been engaged in administrative work for more than 20 years. He is a good management expert. Chen Zude is also preparing to let him take over. Of course, he can't see his confidence hit.

"But Dean, I think we still have some gains from the Samsung Cup this time." Hua Yigang felt the atmosphere was depressed and quickly changed the topic. "This time, Old Nie's apprentice Su Yu and Ma Xiao's apprentice Shen Rui performed very well. I think the hope of Chinese Go will fall on them in the next 10 years."

"Yes." Chen Zude's thoughts returned to what Hua Yigang said four years ago, when Nie Weiping and Ma Xiaochun both entered the finals of the Dongyang Securities Cup, they were once very well-known in the streets and alleys. "I wish Su Yu and Shen Rui could reproduce the style of their teachers in this Samsung Cup."

Hua Yigang, who had been in the Chinese Chess Academy for almost 10 years, certainly knew about Chen Zudeti's past. He said softly: "Director, I think this day should be soon."

Two giants of Chinese Go were lamenting and suddenly inserted a subtitle under the live TV: Chinese player Su Yu defeated Japan's Mitsuki Hatoki in the middle game and entered the semi-finals first.

"Good!" Chen Zude slapped his thigh and his heart was finally relieved after a few days. Among the semi-finals, a Chinese chess player had at least completed the lowest task. Now, whether it was the media enthusiastic about the domestic chess fans or the leaders of the General Administration of Sports, he finally had an explanation.

"Director, it seems that you are really improving your morale this time." Looking at this news, Hua Yigang had to admit that Chen Zude's luck was better than himself. After he came, Su Yu and Shen Rui joined forces to the quarterfinals and now he has entered the quarterfinals and one more.

"Haha, it's mainly because Su Yu waved well by himself." Chen Zude's face turned cloudy and clear, he put down the teacup and stood up. "Lao Hua, don't stay here. Let's go to the arena to see Su Yu and cheer for Shen Ruijia." Since Su Yu won, he no longer has to be afraid of reporters' questions.

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Shen Rui's brows frowned. Song Taikun deserves to be the new Korean master Shen Rui who eliminated Chang Hao in the qualifiers and fought with him for nearly 50 steps in the mid-season and still did not gain any advantage.

Now in front of the black chess are two options. There is a chess on the right that has not been completely processed and then the safest step is the chess; there is a whole game below. The last big game is the last big game to grab first. As long as the dragon on the right is undead, it will immediately become obvious.

"Are you going to take it or not?" It's been 20 minutes since the black chess still has no choice.

When the game was closed at noon, Ma Xiaochun pulled Chen Rui to Chen Zude, the president of the Chinese Chess Academy, and Hua Yigang, for lunch on the table of the Secretary-General, the conversation with Chen Zude suddenly appeared in Chen Rui's mind:

"Xiao Shen, now our Chinese Go and South Korea are not much different from each other in terms of strength. But our results in the World Championships are always too far behind. Do you know why?"

"have no idea."

"What we are short of is the usual bloodiness of Korean chess players." Chen Zude's expression on his face when he said this was both heartbreaking and regretful. "Our high-level chess players are always worried about gains and losses when they encounter world competitions; while Korean chess players are more able to play their own level in the competition. Originally, they have similar strengths, but we always lose under the rise and fall of one person."

When he said this, Chen Zude patted Chen Rui's shoulder hard, "Xiao Shen, I have only been learning chess for less than a year after listening to Ma's novels. It is unprecedented to achieve the current results. But I hope that you will not bear any burden of wanting to win or losing, no matter what opponent you face, you must dare to give it a try. Although defense may also win the game, I would rather see you take the initiative to attack."

Take the initiative to attack! I remembered Chen Zude's words and made up my mind. Black chess gave up the tempting idea of ​​completely stabilizing the dragon and seized the last big field in the whole game.

"Director, what you said at noon works." Seeing that Heiqi finally got into the lead after the long exam, Hua Yigang said to Chen Zude.

"Haha, Chen Rui really dares to make a move." Chen Zude looked at Ma Xiaochun and smiled. "If Ma Xiao is your apprentice who loses because of this move today, don't blame me."

"Who are you blamed?" Ma Xiaochun said to Chen Zude: "You said so sensational at noon today, even when I heard it, I wanted to go to the chessboard to kill you, let alone the handsome boy Chen Rui. If he killed the culprit, you will not be able to escape." But when he said that, there was still a smile on his lips. Chen Rui's ability to kill Ma Xiaochun couldn't understand it. Isn't it that simple to kill his big dragon?

Seeing that Chen Rui snatched the last supper regardless of the life and death of the dragon, Song Taikun was secretly surprised. Even in the Korean chess world where killing was a trend, few people dared to play like this. According to his initial thought, the black chess should take back the dragon and leave the cake for himself. Such a black and white trunk should be evenly matched, while the white chess is thicker in the middle and the end will undoubtedly be better.

This kid named Chen Rui is either confident in his extreme or a madman who likes to take risks. Song Taikun concluded this move of Black Chess. However, when he thought of the word madman, he couldn't help but shudder.

No matter what, the chess must continue. Shen Rui's step has forced Song Taikun to a road in Huashan. He had no choice but to swing the butcher knife target. Of course, there was only a big dragon on the right of the black chess.

Neither side of the battle even Chen Rui, who had always been flying, was step by step. He was very careful. The black and white sides performed a wonderful offensive and defensive battle in a small area.

"Can Chen Rui pass this level?" Ma Xiaochun stared at the chessboard on the big screen and wanted to find a path for his apprentice in a thorny place. Chen Zude, who was sitting next to him, was also very nervous. After all, if Chen Rui could enter the semi-finals, he and Su Yu would occupy half of the competition for the Three Star Cup and win the championship. On the contrary, if Su Yu was the only one who broke through the siege, it would be considered as completing the lowest goal of this battle, but it was hard to defeat the four-handed tigers and could not hold the wolves. The Three Star Cup would have a great chance of becoming a Korean in the pocket again.

Compared with the nervous mood of the bystanders, Chen Rui was extremely calm. Since Bai Zi cut off the Black Dragon and the way home, Chen Rui only had one idea in his mind to make two eyes come out. Only two eyes are needed.

As the black and white chess pieces fell one after another, Shen Rui's chess game was becoming clearer and clearer. His face showed a smile that was not easy for others to notice.

After smiling, the board became a stage for Chen Rui to perform. Black Chess took the initiative to let the white Chess lift two pieces and magically entered the lower right corner. Of course, Song Taikun was not an ordinary person. The black dragon was also cut into two pieces and needed to rob the enemy to contact him.

"Chen Rui won." Ma Xiaochun let out a long sigh. Unexpectedly, watching chess feels more tired than playing chess, but finally it's not exhausted. Ma Xiaochun thinks.

"Have you won?" Hua Yigang looked at the big screen with confusion and half of the sharp black dragon. He was still in his mouth by the white chess. "I think the black chess has less talent than the white chess. This is related to the life and death of the 12 black chesses."

"Old Hua has left the front-line stadium for a long time. I see that your chess power has really declined in recent years." Ma Xiaochun was about to reply but was answered by Nie Weiping, who came out of nowhere, and said, "Chen Rui's death from this disaster is just to take a form."

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"The robbery of Chen Rui doesn't seem to be enough. But if he walks down, he will never dare to respond again. Because if he responds again, the robbery of black chess will be endless." Nie Weiping pointed at the chessboard, "So once the black chess moves, the white chess can only choose to eliminate the robbery and eat half of the black dragon." As if he wanted to prove the correctness of this sentence, the old Nie said as soon as he fell. Heizi really appeared at the position he said just now.

"So that's how it is." Hua Yigang suddenly realized that although this conversion seemed to have suffered a small loss, the gains from seizing the big field just now were indeed too big, and the black chess was still cheap. On the other hand, there was no room for the white chess to turn the world around after the conversion.

"Young people are so terrifying!" Looking at Bai Qi helplessly lifting 12 black pieces Hua Yigang sighed. He dared to stage a big abandoned son when he participated in the World Championship for the first time. Is he really the Shen Rui, who was still participating in the college Go League half a year ago?

ps: The lifting of the ban will be accelerated from November.
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