The battle started. It turned out that all the participants were men, and half of the onlookers were boys from outside the school. I saw that several professors and students around me had placed 7 pieces, and there was another person in the distance who had placed 8 pieces. I thought to myself that I was an envoy of the Celestial Empire and a coach of Peking University, and I couldn't do the same as the Koreans. But I didn't dare to be arrogant and place 4 or 5 pieces, so I picked up 6 black pieces and put them gently. Lee Chang-ho came over, picked up a white piece, and hung it high. Just heard snap, snap, snap, he played three games of chess like one game of chess. Although he had to walk back and forth, his eyes never left the chessboard, but he was expressionless. After more than 20 rounds, I found out how powerful he was. This guy is really a master. He doesn't play strange, strange, or cheating moves. He never bullies others by taking advantage of his power and never makes unreasonable or questionable moves. Wherever you go, he will follow you. If you clamp, he will jump; if you chase, he will run; if you cut, he will give up; if you surround, he will cut. He is absolutely easy-going and does not compete with the world. However, in this casual and non-contentious environment, you can experience a natural force like water flooding a golden mountain, just as Lao Tzu said: "Do nothing and achieve everything". He seems to have nothing to ask for, but in fact, his shadow is everywhere. I watched the huge advantage of 6 pieces become smaller and smaller like a beach after the tide. His chess pieces seemed to be stuck to my chess pieces. I was like a boxer against a judoka. He leaned on you, and you advanced and he retreated, and you retreated and he advanced, just to make it impossible for you to punch out, but if you don't fight, you will obviously die, so you have to fight randomly, dissipating your true energy in low efficiency. Unconsciously, a string of sweat fell on my hands, and someone behind me stretched out a handkerchief to wipe my forehead. A smell of perfume, I felt that my mind began to get confused.
Lee Chang-ho didn't kill my dragon or break my empty space on a large scale, but my empty space became smaller and smaller, and finally only had four corners and one side. Lee Chang-ho had two sides and half of the middle. When it was about 150 moves, I was only 12 points ahead. A professor next to me had already lost, and later learned that it was unreasonable to lose the first move, and the big dragon was not alive. I know that Nie Weiping is known to be invincible in the first 50 moves, and Lee Chang-ho is recognized to be unparalleled in the last 50 moves. If Nie Weiping was only 10 points ahead of Lee Chang-ho after 150 moves, it would be a disaster. Now I only have this advantage, and I am definitely finished. So I played irrational chess, regardless of the fact that I am ten years older than him. First, I broke a small empty space of his, and then ate his tail. This guy broke and ate it for me without any expression, but turned around and crushed my biggest side. When it was about 200 moves, he clicked into my worry-free corner again, causing a double life. At this point, this guy is slightly ahead, and the vast land has been divided up, and the remaining is basically a single official. I don't want to cling to him and do the rogue behavior of not crying until I see the coffin, so I said pass and admitted defeat. I guess if it goes to the end, he will win by 10 points. Even with a handicap of 6 pieces, it's still like this, 5 pieces, 4 pieces are really unthinkable. Maybe if I handicap 8 pieces, I will have some hope.
Although Lee Chang-ho looked like an idiot, he was polite. He indicated that I could play to the end and waited for me for a while. After seeing that I really admitted defeat, he bowed to me and then focused on dealing with the last enemy. This person was Mr. Ahn Hong-sik, the Dean of Academic Affairs and Professor of Economics at Ewha Womans University. His chess style was similar to mine, and he lost by more than 20 points in the end. I went to watch other battlefields and found that Koreans really had the spirit of shedding their last drop of blood. They basically refused to admit defeat even when they were obviously at a disadvantage, and tried their best to seize every opportunity that was almost one in ten thousand. Some were slaughtered twice, but they were still fighting bloody. The national players did not look angry, as if they were used to it. I think that Koreans actually relied on this spirit to fight for their current world status. Chinese people like me are a bit pedantic and lazy.
After nearly an hour, the war was finally extinguished. 27 challengers, 26 defeated. Only one student who was given 8 pieces won a few points, and everyone applauded and celebrated. At this time, Lee Chang-ho, with a haggard face and eyes, sat in a corner blankly, like Shi Potian in "The Knight-errant", with an expression of indifference. Suddenly I thought, with my strength, it is not really hopeless to give 6 pieces, but when we played chess, he had no desires and reached the state of being dumbfounded, as if a machine was playing chess; while I was happy to see the "great man" and brought excitement into the battle, secondly, I was greedy and secretly wanted to win him, and thirdly, before the game was over, I was thinking about my demeanor, which greatly reduced my strength. It is natural that I am not as good as him in chess, but I should feel guilty for my lack of chess ethics. I wanted to run back to get my camera to take a photo with Lee Chang-ho, but I suddenly felt that this battle was not wasted. I had learned something valuable from this young man, so taking photos seemed ridiculous. The organizers served the national players a big bowl of rice, kimchi, and soybean paste soup. I knew that the kings of ancient Korea ate nothing more than these, so I turned around and left, walking towards the starry sky.
Soon, I sent my wife to the airport and saw Chang Hao, Yu Bin and other Chinese national players waiting for the flight. My wife asked, "Should we say hello to them?" I said very proudly, "No need, your husband played chess with Lee Chang-ho!" My wife said, "Virtue!" I said, "Madam, you don't know. There are many tourists coming to Korea now, but they just want to visit Seoul and Jeju Island, take a sauna and bubble bath, eat some kimchi and barbecue, and buy some ginseng and fur coats. How can they know what the real national treasures of Korea are. Your husband has two major gains in coming to Korea, namely: writing inscriptions at Panmunjom and playing chess with Lee Chang-ho. He is willing to eat kimchi for another year to meet the two national treasures of Korea. How can he not be a virtuous person?" So, relying on this "virtue", I happily continue to fight at Ewha Womans University, fighting in this country filled with the smell of kimchi, hot sauce, perfume and soju.
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