There are less than forty days left in 2007, and Zhou Yan's mission to sweep the Japanese chess world has also reached a critical juncture.
After nearly three months of cleaning up, the trash fish in the opponent's hands have disappeared, and all that are left are the cunning old youtiao.
In mid-November, it would take Zhou Yan half an hour to play a game of chess with Japanese chess players, but by late November, it would take almost an hour to complete a game.
At the end of the month, Zhou Yan encountered the most difficult opponent he had encountered since landing in Japan.
The opponent's mid-game layout ability was average, but he just watched the tenacious fight and the entanglement of every dollar, and the chess game was dragged out for an hour.
After this round, Zhou Yan successfully digested Wu Qingyuan's memory, and his rank became a second-rank sitting photo.
[The rules of the gods are well understood, so you can adapt to changes and stay within them.]
After that, the little devil stopped. If the system hadn't prompted him, Zhou Yan would have thought he had successfully suppressed him.
It was a win, but Zhou Yan's heart became nervous: according to the general routine, those old and immortal bosses should appear next.
In order to prevent himself from falling short, Zhou Yan searched for the military writings of the older generation of revolutionaries on the Internet. When he had nothing to do at home, he took them out and studied them to improve his overall ability.
Entering December, the highest temperature in the clouds has stabilized at about minus five or six degrees. With such a low temperature, there are very few people playing football, but more interesting events have appeared...
One afternoon, when the fluid experiment was over and they passed by the small football field, the friends were surprised to find that the school staff were filling the small football field with water.
What is this operation?
Everyone in the group looked suspicious. Only Zhou Yan reached out and touched his butt, feeling a slight pain.
The next afternoon, the news that the school's ice rink was open for business spread throughout the campus.
In his previous life, Zhou Yan also used his student card to borrow a pair of skates with unlimited imagination, and then ran to the skating rink.
However, there is a saying that goes well, ideals are full, reality is very skinny, even if Zhou Yan has learned how to skate, he still hasn't learned how to skate.
Fortunately, Zhou Yan stopped hanging out in the northwest and finally avoided the embarrassment of contact with the skating rink again.
However, history always repeats itself again and again...
On Thursday afternoon, there was no class, so Zhou Yan was dragged to the skating rink by Lin Junfeng and Zhao Ruijie.
More than 70% of the students at the University of Technology are local, and most of the local students have been exposed to skating. However, most of the non-local students like Zhou Yan have never been exposed to it. They are envious when they watch others speeding skillfully on the ice rink, and they also
There is some expectation...
The same skating rink, the same skates, embarking on the journey again, Zhou Yan didn't know what kind of mood he should have, excitement, relief, expectation, or fear.
Just like riding a bicycle for the first time, I don’t know if I was influenced by someone in the tutorial. After putting on my skates, I stood up and subconsciously kicked back...
Zhou Yan, with his feet dangling in the air, flew up on the ice.
Everything is difficult at the beginning. With that weird kick, Zhou Yan quickly became proficient, accelerating, cornering, decelerating, until he stopped, and started again...
Zhou Yan was so happy that he kept spinning around on the ice rink. If he wasn't worried that he would make the same mistake again, he would even be able to do tricks.
During class in the evening, Zhou Yan shared the joy of his success with Qin Ruoshu, which made Miss Qin extremely envious.
"Lao Zhou, you are so nice there, you can even skate!"
Zhou Yan curled his lips arrogantly: "The Xinhai side is no worse than this one. It has blue sky, blue sea and golden beach. Swimming is much more convenient than here..."
As soon as Zhou Yan mentioned swimming, Qin Ruoshu smiled knowingly, and gradually revealed a teasing smile: "Do you still remember last November, when you and I asked me if I could swim..."
What a black history!
Fortunately, Zhou Yan was very thick-skinned and quickly countered: "Dear classmate Qin Ruoshu, can you swim?"
"Can I take this as a proposal?" Qin Ruoshu looked like a little fox who had stolen a chicken, with his eyes full of pride.
Zhou Yan smiled and nodded: "So what?"
"Then this is too hasty!" Qin Ruoshu raised her head proudly, "If you propose to me, at least you have to do it on a yacht, with flowers on the ground..."
"Wait a moment, I'll take my notes..."
"As for that?" Qin Ruoshu pouted.
"It only happens once in a lifetime, and you can't take it too seriously..." Zhou Yan, who was busy writing, raised his head and glanced at his girlfriend, and found that his girlfriend, who was still smiling, had depression and uneasiness written all over her face.
"Miss, what's wrong?"
"Suddenly I don't want to go to school!" Qin Ruoshu pouted, "I really want to get married right away..."
"Okay!" Zhou Yan smiled, "After you get married, you will be at home taking care of your children every day and dealing with daily necessities..."
"Old Zhou, it was just a joke," Qin Ruoshu said with a smile, "Let's go to class right away!"
"Then let's get started, today..."
While Zhou Yan was mixing oil with his little girlfriend Mi Li, the "tough-tongued opponent" whom Zhou Yan defeated ran to a house near Kyoto.
"Teacher, I failed!"
The middle-aged man called the teacher smiled slightly: "Yuta, you are still young, and you still have plenty of opportunities."
"But," the young man called Yuta was a little reluctant, "but in this way, that sword-killing Amaterasu has achieved dominance in the Japanese Go world!"
"Swiss sweep?" The middle-aged man curled his lips, "Do you really think I have no one in Japan?"
With that said, the middle-aged man picked up the phone and called an old acquaintance: "Xiaolin-kun, this is Ishii. You must have heard about the sword-cutting Amaterasu that has caused a lot of commotion on the Internet recently, right?"
"Heard something!"
"My student Yuta just lost with a big disadvantage. I thought about it. In Japan, you are the only one..." The middle-aged man looked respectful.
"Then I want to give it a try. Make an appointment with me. I want to meet this arrogant young man..."
"I'll arrange it right away..."
At this time, Zhou Yan, who did not know that he had been "arranged", was still giving lessons to his girlfriend. After the class, he fell asleep at the end.
Two days later, Zhou Yan, who had not logged into the Japanese Go website for three or four days, discovered that someone had given him a challenge.
[Your Excellency, I, the Japanese chess player, will be waiting for you on the evening of December 10th, the first time! 】
Zhou Yan frowned: Where did you find this old immortal chess player?
Although Zhou Yan thought it might be a bit tricky, he still left no room for words and replied: [If you want to fight, then fight!]
After replying to the challenge letter, Zhou Yan also started the final preparations. He spent five years redeeming points in the system, specifically studying the military theoretical works that he had memorized.
If one concentrates, time will pass quickly. In five years, Zhou Yan studied all the military works he had read without any distractions.
After returning to reality, Zhou Yan stretched out and was just about to go online to find someone to play chess with, but suddenly found that his Go game had become a level one: trance.
[Being enchanted: moving like the water of wisdom, as quiet as the mountain of Ren, responding to your feelings, and ever-changing. 】