After all of us are reborn, who plays Go?

"Mitsuha Kenichi still doesn't want to come? No matter what, you can't bring your emotions into work."

Fujii Hideaki, who was standing in the back of the stage, glanced at the watch on his hand, then glanced at the staff who were passing messages back and forth next to him, and couldn't help but complain, "The audience is waiting to see you."

In other words, Fujii Hideaki didn't know Lao Ke, otherwise he would definitely say that even if Lao Ke was talented but had no morals, after losing he still had to obediently ask chess fans for autographs and take photos with them. You are really too arrogant.

The staff member heard this with some helplessness and replied: "Sanye Kenichi 9th Dan still said the same thing, saying that in his current state, he really can't meet the audience."

I have already run back and forth three times, but there is nothing I can do if Kenichi Mitsuba just doesn't come.

The reason I keep going back and forth is that my condition is really not good and I can't meet with my chess fans.

To sum up, it’s just two words.

Don't go.

I went to NetEase Cloud Music alone.

Fujii Hideaki also felt a headache when he heard this. This match was originally very crucial. It was foreseeable that Mitsuba Kenichi would be very upset after losing, but pretending to be dead and not showing up after losing was a bit ungraceful.

There is no way. This is a professional chess player. No matter how painful the loss is, he has to bite the bullet and swallow it.

But in fact, Fujii Hideaki could also understand that losing this crucial game today was really hurtful to Kenichi Mitsuba.

As confident as Mitsuba Kenichi was before the game, he is as introverted now after losing.

Especially during the competition, everyone thought that move was Zhan Lang’s declaration of victory, but Sanye Kenichi saw a flaw that no one else saw.

I thought I had caught a reversal move by Zhan Lang that no one else saw, but who knew that the other party also saw something that I didn't see.

A ghost hand that emerged from hell dragged Sanye Kenichi back from heaven to the endless hell.

From hell to heaven, but back to hell in a second, this is much more exciting than taking an elevator in an amusement park.

If both parties pressed the heart monitor, it would not have been surprising that Kenichi Mitsuha's heart stopped beating for a moment and Hideaki Fujii's heart skipped a beat.

On the other side, Zhan Lang was sitting on a chair backstage, fanning himself. Recalling how Sanye Kenichi had broken down his defense just now, Zhan Lang was a little worried that he would be attacked if he went on stage.

It is not targeted at any particular group. Normal people basically cannot afford to lose.

It is human nature to cheer for your opponent to defeat you. This is truly anti-human behavior.

Especially when it comes to my own chess players, if they lose, I will definitely attack you.

Shen Zi, whose winning rate for the whole year was close to 90%, would be attacked 100% by Korean netizens for cheating whenever he lost a game to an old, weak or sick player.

Ye Qing and Hao Qiang also came to the backstage of the market explanation, and seeing Zhan Lang sitting on the chairs, they also sat down.

But Ye Qing looked at the mark on the fan in Zhan Lang's hand and asked curiously, "Why do I feel like there are some teeth marks on your fan?"

"Maybe he put it in his mouth and bit it when he was daydreaming during the game just now."

"Why are you biting the fan like a child?"

Ye Qing felt a little helpless when he heard this. Zhan Lang made a lot of small movements when playing chess, and no one could sit still.

But it is normal nowadays. Kenichi Mitsuba has walked around the chessboard countless times in this game. If he had a WeChat step count, it would probably be higher than the average person's daily WeChat step count.

Think about it again, the other person just turned 18 this year, so it's normal for him to have some ADHD to some extent.

After all, it is a time of youth and vitality.

"Subconsciously."

Zhan Lang just shook his head when he heard this, just like he had deliberately grown some nails on his thumb just to have something to bite during the competition.

When people are thinking, they always have to do something, otherwise they will feel very uncomfortable.

"Zhan Lang, Sanye Jianyi probably won't come over, so let the two of us go up."

After Fujii Hideaki repeatedly confirmed that Sanye Kenichi couldn't pull it up, he could only say something to Zhan Lang who had been waiting in the backstage for a long time.

If he doesn't come, Zhan Lang will have to go on stage alone.

"Okay." The Nuanhaizhuang in Japan is a completely Japanese-style hotel, and the chess commentary was also arranged in a Japanese style - the audience all sat on the floor. Due to the overcrowding, many audience members were standing in the aisles.

Many spectators were whispering and discussing today's game.

"Well, hello everyone... uh, hello all the chess fans and audience, I am the professional Go player Zhan Lang."

After Zhan Lang came on stage, he looked at the audience and wanted to introduce himself, but he habitually spoke in Chinese.

He finally realized it after saying half of the sentence and switched the language system to Japanese.

After hearing Zhan Lang's self-introduction, I thought there would be boos from the audience, but unexpectedly there was thunderous applause.

Zhan Lang even heard many people shouting his name in broken Chinese, and the voices were getting louder and louder.

"We welcome Zhan Lang to Japan. However, you have been coming here every day since the China-Japan Tournament, so we are quite familiar with each other. You don't need me to welcome you."

Listening to Fujii Hideaki's teasing, Zhan Lang smiled and said, "I've been busy with the competition all the time, and I don't have time to do anything else. You haven't done what you promised me before."

"That's all trivial, as long as I don't play mahjong with you.

In fact, don’t be fooled by the fact that Zhan Lang is very good at chess. He is actually a mahjong genius who was delayed by chess.

He has no skills in playing cards, and his main focus is on destiny, which allows him to get whatever he wants. He can even win every time with three-in-one cards. "

After hearing what Fujii Hideaki said, the audience who knew how to play mahjong expressed doubts.

How can it be?

Even if you use up your life span to borrow luck from the King of Hell while playing cards, you still can't do this, right?

"Don't disbelieve me, as a party involved..."

Fujii Hideaki looked at the questioning voices from the audience and immediately recalled his not-so-nice memories: I have lost my underwear, and you still suspect that what I said is a rumor!

Zhan Lang looked at the excited Fujii Hideaki and quickly held him down: "Tengyi Hideaki 9th Dan, aren't we talking about chess? We are getting off topic, we are getting off topic."

This is a Go program, so let’s not get off topic.

"Sorry, the subject has gone off track."

Fujii Hideaki quickly suppressed his naughty look, and instead put on a formal look and spoke in a serious tone.

"First of all, congratulations on winning a very important game today. If you beat Toya again the day after tomorrow, when I go to BJ to play the last game of the tournament, please promise me a favor and prepare a barber knife."

Zhan Lang was slightly stunned when he heard this, and he didn't understand what Fuji Yi Xiuming meant.

Why do I prepare a barber for you?
The audiences in the audience couldn't help laughing, and the staff nearby could only give Zhan Lang some basic knowledge.

Before the match between Zhanlang and Kenichi Mitsuha, the last three generals of the Japanese team held a "swearing-in ceremony" in Hakone near Atami, declaring that if they could not defeat Zhanlang, they would all shave their heads!
This sounded like a joking oath, but Zhan Lang didn't smile at all, because he knew that the Japanese chess player was serious.

Especially after Kenichi Mitsuba lost, the remaining two opponents probably fought him to the death with the mentality of dying with honor.

Fujii Hideaki didn’t seem to care at all, and was afraid that the atmosphere would be bad, so he joked with the chess fans: “I feel like I was fooled by Mitsuha-kun and Toya-kun.

They told me that as long as we were here, you should just stand aside and watch! So I drank with them and swore that if Japan lost the Sino-Japanese competition, the three of us would shave our heads and apologize.

Now, one of them has been defeated, and it makes me feel like half of my hair has fallen to the ground."

Fujii Hideaki's humor made the audience burst into laughter from the bottom of their hearts, which greatly diluted the fans' dissatisfaction with Kenichi Mitsuha's failure.

"But I am also going to prepare to use the bayonet. I will have to fight to see if I can win when the time comes."

Hearing what Fujii Hideaki said, Zhan Lang just nodded: "Mr. Fujii is the teacher of Chinese Go. Whether now or in the future, Chinese Go players will always respect him."

To be honest, Fujii Hideaki has made a great contribution to Chinese Go over such a long time, and even many Chinese players respectfully call him teacher.

But there is no master or apprentice on the chessboard, and all Zhan Lang can do is defeat his opponent without reservation.

PS: I'm too tired! I'll resume updating 7,000 words from today! There will be another update in the evening!
(End of this chapter)