After all of us are reborn, who plays Go?

Chapter 22 22. -
Looking at Wang Xiaoer running towards him, Zhan Lang held his head to stop him from hugging him, and asked in a somewhat strange tone: "Didn't you go back to the county? Why are you still here?"

Wang Xiaoer should be back home in the county by now. No matter how irresponsible the teacher in charge is, he can't possibly abandon this guy, right?
"My grandfather came to visit an old friend and we happened to meet at the bus station, so I stayed."

Seeing Zhan Lang refusing his bear hug, Wang Xiaoer said helplessly, it's really true that he doesn't even want to get close to him.

I'm too lazy to hug the others.

"Hey, teacher."

After Wang Xiaoer finished speaking, Zhan Lang noticed that there were several people following Wang Xiaoer. Because Wang Xiaoer ran too fast, the people behind him just caught up now.

Wang Yaozu was walking in front, followed by a middle-aged man supporting an old man with a cane, and behind everyone there was a child, and this child looked very familiar.

"Little brother, you don't know them all, do you?"

Zhan Lang felt that the world was quite small. Could it be that the elder of the little brother knew his teacher?
But think about it, those who can learn Go in this era are either those talented geniuses who have been discovered from nowhere and trained by the national team at their own expense, or they are children from wealthy families who have laid a solid foundation and joined the sports team, or they have a family background.

Even after a few decades, those who can afford to learn Go at their own expense must at least be the so-called middle class or above, and most of them will come from relatively wealthy families.

Just like someone said before that the income of a Go 9th dan player is not low, at least he can afford to live in a villa, but in fact, most 9th dan players have family conditions that allow them to live there, and quite a few of them even have family businesses waiting for them to inherit.

Moreover, the upper limit of income in the Go industry is relatively low, and overall it may even be lower than that of online novels.

"My old friend, Liu Jiwen."

Wang Yaozu looked at Zhan Lang standing in front of him and casually introduced him.

As soon as his grandfather finished speaking, Wang Xiaoer couldn't wait to interrupt: "Brother Lang, let me tell you, that kid's generation..."

Before he could get a word out, Wang Yaozu covered his grandson's mouth with his backhand.

If you can’t speak, just say less.

Glancing at Wang Xiaoer who was persecuted every day, Zhan Lang had long been accustomed to it. After all, this guy always said inappropriate words at inappropriate times.

"Hello, Mr. Liu."

Looking at the old man leaning on a cane in front of him, Zhan Lang greeted him politely.

But looking at Zhan Lang who was a head taller than him, Liu Jiwen couldn't help but look him up and down, and then asked in doubt: "This TM Fourteen?"

What do kids eat nowadays to grow up? 1.8 meters tall at the age of 14?

Among all the adults present, this child is the tallest.

"Fourteen indeed."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yaozu said helplessly that he was indeed too tall and stood out from the crowd, but his age was definitely not fake.

"You've only been learning chess for three months?"

Liu Jiwen did not dwell on this question. After looking Zhan Lang up and down, he repeated the question to the person involved.

Although he had confirmed this with old friends many times before taking the bus here, and was certain of this matter in his heart, Liu Jiwen still couldn't help but ask a question after arriving.

After all, it is outrageous to reach this level in just three months!

And according to what Wang Yaozu, the old bastard, said, the other party was still studying chess with him while attending school. The time for learning was limited every day, so he just sprinted before the game. If this was true, Liu Jiwen really wanted to kill someone.

This kind of talent has never been seen in all these years.

Is it possible for a human being to delay such a genius until now?
You bastard, you really stay at home and don't move, right? Why don't you just die if you pretend to be dead? Can you die if you take two more steps? Would you shorten your life if you found this child two years earlier?

"This kid just came to Tianjin and wasn't here before he started high school."

Looking at Liu Jiwen who glared at him again, Wang Yaozu said helplessly.

It sounds like I want to delay it. If I had met her a few years earlier, I would have treated her like a treasure.

Is it my turn to beg you now? I would have gone to find someone else long ago!
"Kid, where are you from?"

"Matsuyama Island."

"Songshan? Your last name is Zhan? Your father's name can't be Zhan Lengfeng, right?!"

At this time, Liu Qiqiang, who heard this name, seemed to have thought of something, and asked Zhan Lang with some surprise.

"Yes."

Seeing the middle-aged man calling out his father's name, Zhan Lang just nodded.

What's wrong? You still know my dad?
"Uncle Zhan's son? You are fourteen? Are you the fifth or sixth? I remember the fifth was a girl, so you should be the sixth, right? Your eldest brother and second brother are both in the army now. I saw them at home last time!
Wow, China is so big, but it's really just this small? I can still run into acquaintances here. Last time you said your last name was Zhan, I should have remembered it, after all, this last name is quite rare. But I really didn't think of your Qilu side."

Liu Qiqiang couldn't help laughing when he looked at Zhan Lang. This world is really small. These children are all from familiar families.

"Do you know?"

Liu Jiwen asked in surprise when he heard this.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qiqiang quickly explained, "I don't know him. I know his father, Zhan Lengfeng. He went with my dad to fight against the US and aid Korea. He was my dad's soldier. My dad was the matchmaker between him and his wife, remember?"

“I don’t have much impression.”

When Liu Jiwen heard this, he just shook his head. At his age, he really didn't understand much about people and things that were not particularly important.

“It’s a small world.”

Zhan Lang could only nod when he heard this. He actually met the son of his father's former boss here.

But the hierarchy seems a bit messed up?
My teacher and Mr. Liu are of the same generation, so theoretically speaking, I am of the same generation as my father's boss.

But if counted from his father, he and the middle-aged man in front of him are of the same generation.

So is it better for children to call themselves uncle or great-uncle?
"I read your chess record this morning. You were able to think of a move that your opponent overlooked. That's great. With this move, White turned defeat into victory."

After hearing this, Zhan Lang scratched his nose and said strangely: "How can we turn defeat into victory? The situation is still fifty-fifty?"

Who said that this move could turn defeat into victory? If that were the case, then I would have lost.

Even if the kid had done this at that time, Zhan Lang could be sure that he would win.

(End of this chapter)