Later that morning.
In the study upstairs of Old Wu's house.
"Old Wu, I'll play on your computer for a while."
"Go ahead."
"You're really not going to work?"
"I've already applied for leave. I won't be going. I'll rest for the day."
"Right, don't tire yourself out. Let the staff do their work."
"Go ahead and play. I'll go out and buy some groceries. I'll cook something nice for you for lunch."
"Alright, thanks for the hard work."
Wu Zeqing went back to her room to get changed.
When Old Wu left, Zhang Ye turned on the computer. This was not the computer that Wu Zeqing usually used. Her laptop was in her bedroom, and the desktop in the study was just a spare. Other than some commonly used software, it was basically clean and had nothing else on it.
He went online and opened up a webpage.
He downloaded the Online Go Platform's client.
After installing it, Zhang Ye opened it up to have a look. The page was very clean and professional. As expected of the largest online Go platform in the country. It was divided into many sections, such as the beginner section, the amateur section, the professional section, the practice section, the free section, and even the event and competition sections. Zhang Ye, as a visitor, realized that he could only enter the beginner section. So he immediately entered some information and registered an account.
What should he call it?
Well, let's call it YE. This was the pinyin for his "Ye" character.
After registering his account, Zhang Ye was able to access most of the sections.
In the public section, quite a few people were shouting.
"Someone from the amateur section!"
"I'm looking for an amateur 5-dan opponent!"
"Teacher, please bring me along."
"An expert with a good internet connection. No handicaps!"
"Haha, I won three games in a row and got promoted!"
"There's a live broadcast of the professional tournament at noon. Who wants to watch it?"
"I don't want to. Today's match is boring. Those two professional players are still rookies and have limited skills. Tomorrow, there's a match between Big Qi and Liu Di 7-dan. That's much more interesting!"
"But Old Liu is indeed not as good as he used to be."
"Yeah, he's getting old."
There were a lot of people online on the platform. It was very lively and the atmosphere was very good.
...
Meanwhile.
At Old Wu's parents' house.
After breakfast, Wu Changhe asked his wife, "What did that kid say?"
Li Qinqin said, "What else could he say? If you don't let him come, do you think he'll come? "
Wu Changhe harrumphed. "If he calls in the future, don't answer. His character is terrible!"
"I can't tell." Li Qinqin shook her head.
Wu Changhe said disdainfully, "That's because you have little experience in society. I'm telling you, get our daughter to stop interacting with him. Quickly find more people for our daughter and introduce her to a few more. You dare to plot against me? How dare you ambush me when I'm not paying attention? Do you really think that I, Long River 9-dan, am a pushover? Doesn't he know that I scare myself when I get serious? You beat me once with a sneak attack, and now you really don't know what your name is? You really have the guts to come to my house and play chess with me? Impetuous! Too impetuous! If it wasn't for the sake of our daughter's reputation, I would have called him over today. I'll kill him in ten rounds. I won't let him win even one round. Do you believe me? "
Li Qinqin rolled her eyes. "Just say it."
Wu Changhe got up and strolled back to his room. He turned on his computer and said, "Don't disturb me anymore. I'm going to surf the net for a while and see if I can find an opponent today. Sigh."
The computer turned on.
Surfing the Internet.
He logged into the Go platform.
After all, Wu Changhe was old. He wasn't very proficient in operating a computer. His typing skills were also "two-finger tap."
Li Qinqin poured him a pot of tea as usual.
Wu Changhe drank his tea and hummed a Peking Opera tune. He swayed his head as he strolled around the platform.
Suddenly, some of his friends on the platform noticed that he had come online and immediately sent him a message.
Di di.
Sun Minqi: "Teacher Changhe, you're here?"
Wu Changhe typed with two fingers: "Oh, Little Sun."
Sun Minqi: "Are you free? Can you give me some pointers for a game? "
Wu Changhe smiled and said: "Sure, I was just looking for an opponent."
Sun Minqi said excitedly: "Then please set up a table. I'll go look for you."
Wu Changhe quickly set up a spot. The room was password-protected, so anyone who came in could only watch from the sidelines. They couldn't play against him and needed the password-protected password. This was also what the Internet Go lingo called a "private game." Wu Changhe sent the password-protected password to Sun Minqi. Very quickly, he logged in.
The game began.
With this, it attracted the attention of countless netizens on the platform.
"Wow, it's Table 288 in Zone 2! Come quickly! "
"Changhe 9-dan vs Sun Minqi 3-dan!"
"The professional Go players have started fighting!"
"Is it the guidance bureau?"
"It should be a matchup!"
"Is that so? Then we definitely have to watch it! "
"Changhe 9-dan? He's a god of the Go world! "
"Yeah, he was once the number one player in the Go world. The current number one and number five players in the international Go leaderboard are both his disciples!"
Wu Changhe clearly often played on the Go platform, so countless netizens followed him. When the game started, the netizens would also receive a notification. In the end, they all came to watch!
The number of viewers soared!
100!
500!
1,000!
There were even several professional player accounts that appeared in the spectator area of the matchup room. They were all the more famous professional players of the current era!
The game began.
Wu Changhe held the white flag for the second player.
Sun Minqi took the black stone and placed it first.
This game ended very quickly. Around the 30th move, Sun Minqi made a mistake that a professional Go player should not have made. Wu Changhe seized this opportunity and chased after him for a while. As a result, Sun Minqi admitted defeat in the middle of the game.
The spectators were all exclaiming in surprise.
"Beautiful!"
"Teacher Wu is as good as ever!"
"Yeah, a master is indeed a master. He's really too stable!"
"Actually, if Teacher Changhe were to continue participating in professional tournaments, he would definitely be at the level of a high-level professional player. Why did he retire?"
"Amazing!"
"That was fun to watch!"
Wu Changhe started to recap the game and explain to him: "How did you end up in this position?"
Sun Minqi typed: "I made a mistake."
Wu Changhe: "It would have been better to play this way."
"Thanks for the lesson," Sun Minqi said with a learning attitude.
Back at home.
Wu Changhe laughed loudly. "Pour some water, pour some water!"
Li Qinqin came over with a thermos. She smiled and said, "Did you win?"
"I definitely won!" Wu Changhe was very happy.
Li Qinqin asked, "Who did you play against?"
Wu Changhe said, "Sun Minqi, Little Sun."
Li Qinqin said, "Little Sun's level this year doesn't seem to be that high. His condition is just so-so."
"Haha, it's not that he's not in good condition. It's that I'm in good condition." Wu Changhe bragged, "If I participate in a professional tournament now, I can guarantee that I'll still be in the top 20 in the country. Do you believe me?"
Li Qinqin said helplessly, "I … I believe you, alright?" Then she added, "I wonder who it was that lost to a layman yesterday despite having a handicap of two stones."
However, Wu Changhe pretended not to hear that. "I'm going to continue playing. This time, I have to pick someone of a higher standard. Otherwise, it won't be fun to play!"
On the platform.
Quite a few people were asking for a match. Some were amateurs, while others were professionals.
Wu Changhe was chuckling as he picked his opponents. The number of netizens around him was also increasing!
But at this moment, Wu Changhe still had not decided who he would play against. He suddenly realized that after Sun Minqi left the room, someone had come into the room at some point in time. It was not a spectator but someone who was sitting on the other side of the room that he was playing against. But Wu Changhe had clearly keyed in the password. If an outsider did not have the password, it would have been impossible for them to enter the room. Could it be that Little Sun had given the password to the other party? This Little Sun was not particular at all!
Who was this?
YE？
He didn't use his real name?
The Go players were all very excited.
"Someone's here!"
"Another one is here!"
"Who is this?"
"I don't know."
"The registration time? Today?"
"Damn, who is this? Did Teacher Changhe invite him? "
A lot of the spectators were also stunned.
YE spoke up: "Teacher Changhe, please advise me."
When Wu Changhe saw this, he did not kick him out. He felt that since this was someone Little Sun had invited, his skill shouldn't be too bad, so he might as well play with him.
The two of them clicked on the start button.
The game began!
YE took the black stone and played first.
Wu Changhe chuckled as he moved his mouse.
Five moves.
Ten moves.
Twenty moves.
At the beginning, Wu Changhe did not think much of it.
The spectating Go players did not think much of it either.
It was just a very normal opening and a very conventional way of playing. There was nothing new or unique about it, and it even made people feel that the game was boring. This was because it was too conventional and neither side was taking advantage of the other. But when the black stone moved its 23rd stone, the situation immediately changed!
This move was too beautiful!
It was so beautiful that the spectators exclaimed!
"Holy shit!"
"What a good move!"
"Wow, amazing!"
"This black stone is amazing!"
This bold and unconstrained move had brought the black stone's almost dead upper left corner back to life!
Wu Changhe was also startled and immediately tried to salvage the situation!
But after two moves, he realized that it was too late to salvage the situation. He gritted his teeth and calmly gave up on the deadlock in the upper left corner. He attacked in the middle and set up his trap!
However, YE did not fall for it. Having gained the initiative, he directly moved his stone to the bottom right corner of Wu Changhe's white flag and moved in!
An extremely ruthless killing move!
An extremely aggressive move!
Wu Changhe was caught off guard and could only come back to salvage the situation!
One move at a time!
YE pressed on!
Wu Changhe was forced to retreat again and again!
The game did not even reach the endgame. When YE placed another stone in the center and nullified Wu Changhe's final trap, Wu Changhe stared at the screen with a dark expression. He stared at it without blinking for a full ten minutes before giving up and admitting defeat!
YE wins!
The audience burst into an uproar!
"YE won?"
"Fuck!"
"Changhe 9-dan lost?"
"This … this …"
"How ruthless! Which god is this YE? "
"Yeah, which professional Go player's alt account does he belong to?"
"F * ck me, aren't these positional battles a little too beautiful?"
A lot of people could not believe it!
This was because in their eyes, Changhe 9-dan was the highest peak in the Go world. Although his skill had regressed a lot, there was no way he could be beaten so badly by a nobody, right? He did not even finish the endgame? He just admitted defeat in the midgame? This … how was this possible!
Wu Changhe was also covered in cold sweat!
He immediately went to look for Sun Minqi. "Little Sun, who did you give the password to?"
Sun Minqi was still replaying his match with Wu Changhe and was completely confused. "Ah? Teacher Changhe, what password? I didn't give it to anyone else. "
Wu Changhe typed quickly: "Then who is this YE?"
Sun Minqi said: "I … I don't know. What YE?"
Only then did Wu Changhe confirm that Sun Minqi really did not know. This YE who suddenly entered his game room was not invited by Little Sun!
Then who are you?
Who the fuck are you?
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