I don't know when Lao Zhang came back again, feeling a bit elusive. He didn't speak. He also looked at the chess game. After looking at it for a long time, he looked at Canglong and said, "You broke this."
"Yes." Canglong nodded.
"You're a good boy, who taught you how to play Go?" Lao Zhang asked again.
"Teach yourself." Canglong said calmly.
"Are you interested in playing chess with me?" Lao Zhang suddenly asked, "This old guy is not very good. He will lose nine times out of ten when playing chess with me. The only time he wins once in a while is because I let him do it on purpose."
Although Lao Lin was very angry at Lao Zhang's unceremonious revelation, he did not refute anything. Lao Zhang was not as good as him on the battlefield, but on the chessboard, he was indeed not as good as Lao Zhang. Both of them were self-taught, but it was obvious that Lao Zhang was not as good as him on the battlefield. Zhang's attainments in Go are much better than Lao Lin's.
"Okay." Canglong answered simply and clearly.
So the two sides put away the chess pieces again. Cang Long still held the black pieces, while Lao Zhang held the white pieces. After sitting down, Lao Zhang said: "You are a young man, I will let you go first."
"If you let me strike first, you won't have a chance." Canglong said calmly.
Lao Zhang smiled and said nothing, but several people on the side frowned, because Canglong usually didn't seem so arrogant, but something seemed different today.
Among all chess competitions, the first move in Go is the most important, because the first mover can seize a key point first, which will then affect the subsequent layout. It can be said that the first mover must be the attacking party, and the second mover must be on the defensive. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the old people will let the young people take the lead and make a concession gesture. This is also a kind of etiquette.
But Cang Long did not accept it. This was not because he was arrogant, because he was an offensive chess player, while Lao Zhang was a defensive chess player. If he played first, Lao Zhang would definitely lose. This was not because Lao Zhang was not good at chess. But when an offensive chess player meets a defensive chess player, the concessions he must make have nothing to do with his level.
Especially when the two are at the same level, such a concession is even more important, so Lao Zhang didn't say anything, because Canglong's rejection had already determined a position for both parties.
If Soryu loses quickly, it can be said to be arrogant, because a low-level chess player and a high-level chess player do not need to be positioned unless they are at the same level.
Everyone present also knows some Go theory, and Canglong is so young, so of course they regard Canglong as a low-level player and Lao Zhang as a high-level player. A low-level player plays against a high-level player. To actually refuse when others give you chess is not arrogance.
When Lao Zhang made the move, Canglong almost didn't think anything about it, and he made the move immediately afterwards, which made others more sure that Canglong was impetuous.
But Lao Zhang's feeling is completely different. You can feel a person's thoughts when playing chess, especially when playing chess. Canglong gives Lao Zhang the feeling of being strong and confident, making moves quickly and accurately, and being very aggressive, so Lao Zhang feels Zhang took the lead, but he didn't feel any relaxed.
The two played chess for about ten minutes, but they were evenly matched. It was impossible to tell which side was at a disadvantage and which side was at an advantage.
At this time, everyone realized that Canglong was not arrogant, but that he was biased and did not think Canglong would win.
But Lin Guodong still believed in Lao Zhang's strength and said in a low voice: "Don't look at it, this kid must have lost. Lao Zhang's chess strategy is usually to turn from defense to offense, spending little by little in defense, and finally completes his layout. One child determines victory or defeat."
"I don't think so." But Lin Wanrou shook her head, "Dad, how about we make a bet. If Uncle Zhang wins, I will not be busy with work and bring Wanwan to see you every day. If Canglong wins, you have to How about you promise me something?"
Hearing this, Lin Guodong was stunned, thought for a long time, then looked at the situation on the chessboard, and then said: "Okay, don't cry and act shameless when you lose."
"Brother will definitely win." Wanwan suddenly said.
So Lin Guodong angrily hugged Wanwan over again, rubbed his beard on Wanwan's face, and said: "I want you to surrender to the enemy, I want you to surrender to the enemy."
But this time Wanwan did not beg for mercy. Instead, she looked like she would rather die than surrender: "Grandpa knows how to bully others. He knows how to bully others."
Seeing that the grandfather and grandson were so harmonious, Lin Wanrou felt inexplicably happy in her heart, but when she looked at Cang Long, she felt worried again.
"Dad, let's go for a walk. I have something to discuss with you." Lin Wanrou said after thinking of the purpose of her visit.
Lin Guodong nodded, but said unceremoniously to Lao Zhang who was playing chess: "Comrade Zhang Dashan, don't embarrass me, or I will come back to deal with you."
Lao Zhang didn't say anything, he just looked at the chessboard with peace of mind and made a gesture, which felt like he was saying, get out of here.
So, father and daughter Lin Wanrou and Lin Guodong walked to the garden of the rest house. It was meal time, so there was basically no one in the garden.
After walking for a few minutes, Lin Wanrou wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it. Lin Guodong broke the silence and said: "You girl, how are you going to plot against me? What's going on with this godson? He has such murderous aura, no?" Looks like he came from the military."
"He is a killer, from abroad." Lin Wanrou said.
"Killer." Lin Guodong was stunned, "No wonder he has such murderous intent, but why do you accept him as your godson? I don't think you would do such an illogical thing. Also, how does he grow up?" He is so similar to Yunshan, even his temperament is the same, almost carved from the same mold."
"Dad, haven't you noticed yet?" Lin Wanrou stopped and asked solemnly.
"If you don't tell me, I can see it." Halfway through, Lin Guodong suddenly realized and said in surprise, "Don't tell me, he is Haotian."
"Yes, he is not my godson, but my biological son, the baby who disappeared twenty-five years ago, your grandson." Lin Wanrou looked at her father and said.
"Grandson...Haotian..." Lin Guodong couldn't believe it and his body trembled slightly. He looked at his daughter seriously and said excitedly, "Are you sure you are not joking with me?"
"Do you think I would joke about this kind of thing?" Lin Wanrou asked.
"Hehe, hehe." Lin Guodong suddenly giggled. He turned around and was silent for a long time. I don't know how long it took before he looked back.
But Lin Wanrou discovered that her father was crying. Growing up, the only time she saw her father shed tears was when her mother passed away.
At that time, the Sino-Indian War broke out, and my father was on the battlefield. When he returned from the victory, he heard the news that his wife had died. He had the same expression at that time. His whole body could not help trembling. He turned around and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he was alone. shed tears.
"It'll be good when you're back, it'll be good when you're back." Lin Guodong repeated, and hurriedly prepared to go see Canglong.
But Lin Wanrou stopped him and said, "Dad, he doesn't know that I am his mother or that you are his grandfather. I brought him here today just to meet you."
"Why don't we recognize each other?" Lin Guodong stood firm, with a look of doubt on his face.
"Because of his identity, he is the most powerful killer in the underground world. If I want to recognize him, I am afraid it will cause him a lot of trouble. After all, I am now the president of Longteng International." Lin Wanrou said.
"Does Yunshan know?" Lin Guodong asked, "With his temper, the two father and son will definitely not get along."
"Precisely because I knew his temperament, I didn't tell him. Although he felt guilty for what happened twenty-five years ago, he absolutely couldn't accept that twenty-five years later, his son came back and turned out to be a man with dirty hands. A bloody killer." Lin Wanrou said helplessly, "If he knew, I'm afraid he would rather not have this son than recognize him."
"Hey." Lin Guodong sighed with his hands behind his back, "To recognize or not to recognize is really a big question. With Yunshan's temperament, he will not kill his own son, but he will definitely not recognize this son."
"That's why I came to you. I have already prepared for the worst. If Yunshan insists on denying him in the future, I hope you can help Haotian." Lin Wanrou said seriously.
"Well." Lin Guodong looked at his daughter seriously and asked, "What about you?"
"Lung cancer is in the advanced stage and there is no cure." Lin Wanrou shook her head.
"When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me? Why do you have the same temperament as your mother?" Lin Guodong had an ugly face and turned his head angrily, as if he was very angry.
"I'm sorry, dad. My daughter is unfilial and cannot fulfill her duties as a daughter. But I don't want to be an unfit mother. Whether it is to Wanwan or Haotian, I should have an explanation. They are my two brothers and sisters. The one I can’t let go of the most." Lin Wanrou said, kneeling directly behind Lin Guodong and said, "Dad, I beg you, help Haotian."
Looking back, he saw his daughter kneeling on the ground. Lin Guodong looked distressed. He hurriedly went to help her: "Get up, you got up first and you said, maybe I won't help my grandson."
Lin Wanrou then stood up, and Lin Guodong asked: "How much time is left?"
"During the latest check-up, the doctor said that it can take up to a year and a half. This is the best estimate, so I still have some time." Lin Wanrou said with a smile.
But when Lin Guodong looked at this smile, he felt very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but think of his wife. She liked to hide everything in her heart just to prevent herself from worrying. He was on the battlefield at that time, so there was nothing he could do about it, but now He's retired, so he doesn't want this to happen again.
"Put down your work." Lin Guodong advised.
"No, this is my last time. I hope to hand over Longteng International to Haotian so that he can protect himself." Lin Wanrou said, "So I have to help him now and can't put down my work."
"But your body..." Lin Guodong looked angry, but when he saw his daughter's firm expression, he felt helpless, "Longteng International is a big burden. Are you sure you want Haotian to inherit it?"
"I'm ready." Lin Wanrou said, taking out a document and handing it to her father, "But I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for that long. If I suddenly leave one day, I hope you can help me finish the unfinished work." Part of it.”
Lin Guodong took the materials and frowned. For an old man, the most painful thing is for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person something.
"Why is it the late stage of lung cancer?" Lin Guodong held the material tightly and gritted his teeth.