Chapter 30: Reality and Dreams
Time goes back fifteen minutes ago
Motu and Jiang Fan rested for a while, and after setting up the motorcycle, they dragged their tired bodies slowly towards the main gate of the Xijing Chess Academy.
Looking up, Jiang Fan was stunned on the spot, and an indescribable amazement rose in his heart.
In front of you is an incomparably wide square, the corners of the square outline a rice-shaped line, and the central position of the rice-shaped is a boxy water wave like a towering step, a total of 19 steps, implying that the chessboard horizontal and vertical 19 roads.
Above the nineteenth floor, a chess-shaped building stands in the center, half black and half white, like the circle of Tai Chi, containing the spirit of the confrontation between black and white.
The building is very modern and very traditional, which shows that the designers put a lot of thought into designing this building.
"This is the Xijing Chess Academy!" When he came to the steps, Jiang Fan was in a surging mood, this is the starting point of his dream, and everything will start from here.
was about to step on the steps, and the end of the road next to him suddenly grabbed Jiang Fan, "Slow ......"
"What's wrong?" Jiang Fan looked back in confusion, not knowing what he wanted to do at the end.
"Brother, are you sure you're ready?"
At this point, Jiang Fan must be reminded at the end that once he reaches this level, the fate of a chess player is already doomed, so far he can only move forward, and there are only wins and losses along the way.
Jiang Fan's pupils trembled slightly, looking at the 19 steps, at this moment, he hesitated, in a trance, the past came to his face one after another......
At the age of 9
"Dad, I want to learn Go." The young Jiang Fan was full of expectations, he knew that his father used to be a chess player, and every time he saw his father playing chess with other people, there was always a strange sense of beauty, and he couldn't help but yearn for it.
At this time, Jiang Xingbo just shook his head and smiled, "Go is not what you imagined, that world is too cruel, you will understand when you grow up." ”
"Oh!" Jiang Fan was very obedient, although he didn't know what his father thought, he could only press the eagerness in his heart.
At the age of 10
After a long time of hard begging, Jiang Xingbo still didn't agree to Jiang Fan to teach him to play Go, but Jiang Fan thought of a way.
Anyway, there are a lot of Go books at home, so it's better to learn by yourself, and when you learn it, what else can your father say.
So Jiang Fan closed his small door at night, there was no table lamp at home at that time, and he didn't dare to turn on the top light, so he had to play the dim candle and fiddle with the chess books by himself.
Jiang Fan was fascinated by the chess game, not seeking to understand, and suddenly a voice came, "It's so high." ”
"Huh? Father! Jiang Fan broke out in a cold sweat, and then realized that Jiang Xingbo was already standing by his side and looking at him seriously.
Jiang Xingbo kept looking at him like this, Jiang Fan felt like a mang on his back, and his body trembled slightly.
I was afraid of upsetting Jiang Xingbo, but I didn't want Jiang Xingbo to suddenly throw out a thick and shabby chess book, turn around and leave.
"Look at this."
Jiang Xingbo's three words fluttered lightly, which made Jiang Fan, who was trembling, stunned, thinking that a beating was indispensable, but who knew that Jiang Xingbo was gone!
Seeing that Jiang Xingbo was about to walk to the door, Jiang Fan's heart was blocked, "Dad......"
Jiang Xingbo stopped, was silent for a long time, and suddenly pressed the switch of the light. Probably because he had been in the dark for a long time, he suddenly saw the light and immediately exclaimed.
By the time his eyesight was restored, Jiang Xingbo had disappeared into the room. At this time, Jiang Fan understood what his father meant, and his heart was full of emotion.
At the same time, Jiang Xingbo stood silently outside the door, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes, and let out a sigh, "Is it true that Fan'er also wants to follow my old path, hey......"
At the age of 11
Jiang Fan's chess strength has been a little successful, and because Jiang Xingbo lost his eyes, the life of the family has become more and more bitter in the past few years. Not long ago, Jiang Xingbo sold the car that he hadn't driven for a long time, but even so, life at home is still worse day by day.
In order to ensure that Jiang Fan could concentrate on school, Jiang Xingbo went out early and returned late and had an errand in a blind massage parlor.
Jiang Fan opened up day by day, but he saw his father's back hunched down like this, and he couldn't bear it, so he had the idea of going out to make money and help his father share the pressure.
Later, Jiang Fan accidentally learned that there was a colorful chess hall in Hecheng, and as long as he could win chess, he could make a lot of money.
After Jiang Fan worked hard to save money for a few days, he inquired about the whereabouts of the Caiqi Hall.
This inquiry was more than half a year, and then I finally got acquainted with a color chess player, and then finally entered the color chess industry as I wished.
But when Jiang Fan confidently went to play the first game of chess, reality ruthlessly defeated him.
No matter how hard he tried, after all, he was young, and he was learning study chess, so he quickly lost all his pocket money, and finally owed a lot of foreign debts.
It wasn't until the people from the Caiqi Pavilion came to the door that Jiang Xingbo learned about it.
Just when Jiang Fan thought that Jiang Xingbo would be furious, Jiang Xingbo just sighed indifferently.
Then he took out his salary this month to pay off Jiang Fan's debts, and said something that Jiang Fan still remembers vividly.
"In the future, my child loses the lottery, and he comes to me directly, and his credit is mine."
The boss got the money, and of course he left with a thousand thanks.
Jiang Fan thought that Jiang Xingbo would settle accounts after the autumn, but Jiang Xingbo was unexpected again, and only said, "It's really stupid, first start the second half of the year and then start the real color chess." ”
Then I conjured up a book out of nowhere and threw it over, only to see five big characters written on it, "Thirteen Articles of the Book of Chess".
At the age of 12
After a year of training, Jiang Fan's chess skills finally succeeded, and the winning rate in the one-yuan game was greatly improved, and then Jiang Fan understood his superficiality.
Go is not a martial arts novel, just pick up two peerless cheats and you can be invincible in the world, talent, hard work, and experience are indispensable.
A chess player, at the right time, chooses the right means to deal with it, this is the real qualification.
comprehending this truth, Jiang Fan's chess strength soared, and he won eight or nine out of ten in the one-yuan game.
On this day, a troublesome chess player came to the chess hall, and he had to be defeated by someone, or he would smash the chess hall, but no one in the chess hall could defeat the opponent after confronting him.
Seeing that the chess player was about to smash the chess hall, Jiang Fan was angry and fought against him.
The sky was dark in this battle, and it was not until the moon hanging willow top that the chess player was unwilling to lose. At this point, Jiang Fan became famous and officially promoted to the upstart of the Hecheng color chess circle.
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"Dad......" Jiang Fan suddenly sobered up, suddenly figured out a lot of things, his eyes were already red, and he finally understood his father's original meaning.
After so many years of wandering in the color chess circle, Jiang Fan deeply felt the horror of this world, which is a world with only black and white, only wins and losses.
Sometimes it's even so scary that people want to escape, the color chess circle is already so cold, what about the professional circle?
It was his father's reluctance to let him carry this weight that prevented him from embarking on this path.
But now that he is standing at the door of the Xijing Chess Academy, no matter whether the purpose of this competition is pure or not, he is destined to embark on this road full of thorns.
"Haha......" Jiang Fan laughed wildly, as if he wanted to laugh out of his chest after seven years of bitterness.
Jiang Fan, who suddenly laughed, was startled by the end of the road, and looked up, at this time, Jiang Fan's eyes were full of madness, as if there was a tendency to go crazy, he was shocked, and asked anxiously: "Brother, what's wrong with you?" ”
But he didn't want Jiang Fan to raise his head suddenly, looking up at the Xijing Chess Academy, his eyes were shining, "It's all worth it, Dad, wait for me." ”
In a trance at the end, Jiang Fan had already stepped on the steps.
At this moment, the sun shone on Jiang Fan's shoulders, obviously a piece of dirt and slag clothes, but at the end, it seemed to see a round of newborn red sun, exuding ruthless light and heat.
Jiang Fan turned around slowly, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Mo, do you dare to accompany me?" ”
"Good!" I don't know why, the end of the road just agreed to Jiang Fan, until how many years later, the end of the road remembered today's scene and regretted it a lot, what medicine did he take at that time and how did he get on Jiang Fan's thief ship?