After all of us are reborn, who plays Go?

Chapter 40 40. Breaking the Five Mountains Sword Technique ( words, please read!)
"Mr. Chen, there is a letter for you."

In front of the training bureau, the guard looked at Chen Long who came in and shouted to him.

"Okay, please, comrade."

"As you should. You played really well in the game of chess a few days ago! You are really awesome! Those youngsters like Fang Yuan can't compare to you."

"Thank you."

Chen Long took the letter, smiled and nodded to the other party, then looked down at the name and address on the letter.

"Why did Lao Luo suddenly think of sending a letter?"

As the former number one Chinese Go player, Chen Long is now slowly fading out of the professional Go world. After all, he is almost forty years old.

Looking at the letter sent from Tianjin, Chen Long opened it and found only a piece of paper inside. On it was a chess record, but without the names of the two players.

"Black was killed miserably?"

Chen Long took a casual look and could clearly see the horrific situation of the black chess pieces on the chessboard.

Why did this guy Luo Han Guo send this thing over?
Chen Long did not look at the contents of the chess record carefully. After all, theoretically speaking, this kind of massacre game is purely a game of the upper hand abusing the lower hand, and there is no value in watching it.

After all, at the same level, killing a dragon is already miserable. If the opponent kills half of the chessboard, you can consider shaving your head.

Which kid did Luo Han Guo kill for no reason?

What is the point of sending the picture of a kid beating up to death to yourself?
With this question in mind, Chen Long picked up the only phone number of the Sports Commission and called directly: "Hello comrade, this is the Capital Sports Commission, I'm looking for the Luo Han Guo coach of the Go team.

Please help me call him, thank you."

"Chen Long, you finally decided to call me? I called you a few times a few days ago but you weren't there! Why do you remember to call me now?"

Hearing the familiar voice on the phone, Chen Long smiled and said, "I'm out for a meeting. As you know, there is someone to take over now. I'm almost slowly unloading the burden and starting to do administrative work."

"I thought you were going to continue for the next few years."

“I will go down for a while, but I don’t have to hold on as long as before, as my physical condition doesn’t allow it.

Come to think of it, why did you write down this chess record for me? Are you trying to show off?"

Chen Long asked Luo Han Guo on the other end of the phone with some confusion, "Is there no need to look at the chess records with such a big gap?"

What a waste of stamp.

"Hey, guess who the black chess piece is?"

Listening to his son who was still doing nothing and joking around, Chen Long said speechlessly, "Lao Luo, the phone resources are very precious. Don't play dumb with me here. Just give me the answer directly."

"Do you still remember that kid Sun Zhouzhe?"

Hearing this, Chen Long nodded: "You mean that kid? I remember that he played chess quite straight."

Of course, chess is one impression, and people are another impression. When Chen Long and others went to Tianjin Chess Academy for guidance, it was Sun Zhouzhe who received them.

Many people commented that this child is very nice, caring, and makes very thoughtful arrangements.

But Chen Long sighed that the child was too absorbed in his studies and might not be able to focus all his attention on chess.

Sometimes the better a person is at chess, the more personality he has, and his personality is reflected in various aspects, such as arrogance, pride, roguery, or pickyness.

Moreover, when Chen Long was coaching, he also found that the opponent played too rigidly and sometimes did not know how to change flexibly.

"The black chess piece is him? Then the white chess piece is you? Are you showing off your still-sharp skills? No, an old man like you shouldn't be that boring.

That white chess piece is Li Xiaozi? Has his level improved again? I told you guys a long time ago that you should send him to the national team earlier. He has the ability to get in a long time ago, but he is just hanging around down there. What is this?"

The person who could kill Sun Zhouzhe like this must not be an unknown person. Chen Long quickly locked in the candidate through the process of elimination, and at the same time he couldn't help but sigh.

Many people are optimistic about the talent of Tianjin team's Li Yiran, and he has been a reserve for the national team for a long time.

Even though his strength could have led to his promotion a long time ago, he just didn't want to join the national team and instead stayed in the provincial team.

This has also caused headaches for many senior members of the national team. You, kid, really don’t want to make progress!
"Please persuade me when you have time. Look how good it is here. We are close to each other and it is very convenient for me to go home now.

There are still many female players in the volleyball and tennis teams next door, and I can introduce him to a girl when the time comes."

"It would be great if I could persuade him. This kid just broke his leg a while ago and is now lying in bed at home.

No, that's off topic, you guessed wrong."

Luo Han Guo was about to complain, but suddenly realized that he seemed to have gone off topic, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Then it seems that you don't have people of this level?"

"Now we have one, a new member who has come in. You might even know him. He's a relative of Deputy Mayor Liu."

"Relatives? Old Liu's great-grandson? Xiaoliang? Is he that skilled?"

Chen Long was stunned when he heard this. The circle is so big, and he has seen this kid several times. How can he reach this level now?

Such rapid progress in half a year?

Luo Han Guo was stunned when he heard this. The relative we are talking about is not the same one: "Xiao Liang? No, it's a child named Zhan Lang."

“I’ve never heard of this kid, but even if he has this ability when he first joined the team, it’s probably more of a coincidence.

Or did you call me just to show off about this? You are so boring."

"Heh, wait till I tell you that you should kowtow to me."

Luo Han Guo sneered as he listened to the voice on the phone: "Take a look at the eighteenth move yourself."

Upon hearing this, Chen Long opened the folded chess record in his hand and read it carefully, from the first move to the eighteenth move.

Mini China stream?
Isn't this still in the internal discussion stage? Who leaked it?
No, this is?
"Why, are you surprised? I guess it's not just this kind of thing, the ordinary Chinese style should also be applicable, tell me... Hey, say something!

I know you are listening to me! I want to say..."

At this time, Chen Long had already put the phone aside and wished he could stick the chess record against his face.

Then Chen Long slammed the table excitedly, and the sound even scared the people passing by.

What happened? What happened?!

“Fang Yuan! Mi Shijie! Hua Wenjie! Come out now! Meeting, meeting, meeting! Everyone put down everything you are doing and go to the seminar room for the meeting!”

Chen Long didn't even have time to hang up the phone. He ran out with the chess record and started shouting in the corridor without caring about his image!
Chen Long didn't know how to describe his mood right now. He and a bunch of people were studying the ultimate move of the Five Mountains Sword Technique at home.

Before I finished my research, I discovered that there was already a sword technique out there that could break the Five Mountains.

Smashed!

No, it's done!

In just one morning, the Chinese Go national team learned two terms.

Bumping into porcelain and fighting the waves.

(End of this chapter)