Ke Zhiguang arched his hand in front of the bridge of his nose, assumed a commander's posture, stared at the chessboard with a serious expression, and at the same time pulled out two eyes to look at his opponent.

The opponent is a beautiful and somewhat unexpected girl, obviously her face is childish, but her temperament is arrogant and proud, and her eyes are full of aggression.

It has a long double ponytail and flies down like a swallowtail.

Wearing a Western-style school uniform, the shoulders are tightly tucked in.

But the crux of the matter lies not here, but behind her.

A stone pillar several meters long stood behind her, and a golden dragon was pinned to it in chains, its horns like a crown.

The dragon seemed to notice the presence of Kojiguang, and let out a low dragon breath, and the ground trembled.

[Name: Harushima Deer]

【Symbolic Spirit: Lock Dragon Pillar】

[Explanation: It's really exciting, when the dragon breaks out of the lock, what kind of existence will it evolve into?] 】

[Main quest, can't be abandoned]

A strange dialog box popped up, informing him of the name of Kojimitsu's opponent, as well as some other strange things.

Ke Zhiguang slowly took a breath of cool air, thinking that this chess game is too exciting, right? Come up and let me slay the dragon?

To be reasonable, he was just an ordinary student who was worried about math problems a few hours ago.

A student of the traverser kind.

......

......

Five hours ago.

Why is this so?

What went wrong?

I am obviously a member of the students of Tsinghua University, and I should be a super student, how can I be helpless in the face of a Japanese high school sophomore math workbook in the 80s of the last century?

In a small room, Ke Zhiguang thinks about life against the scenery outside the window, and on his desk is a math workbook that cannot be written.

The scenery outside the window is exotic..... Or in other words, the island nation next door, Japan.

Or the kind of mid-eighties of the last century.

The narrow streets are filled with dense traffic, all old models, boxy kinds.

Dense power poles are lined up, and neat wires cut the sky square.

The cloud cover is extremely low and the evening breeze is comfortable.

And the beautiful sailor suits on the streets..... yo, yo, youth is so good.

If I'm not mistaken, it's right to call this situation a crossing.

Well, that's right, it's really a time travel, a Japan that arrived in Japan without paying attention, or a Japan with another world line and timeline.

The current body, whose name is also Ke Zhiguang, is an international student from the motherland, and his family background is ..... It's that the parents died early from a poor family, but because of their hard work, they got the funding of well-wishers, and successfully studied abroad, according to this template, it is not difficult to imagine that the next script should be to return to China after completing their studies and become a good young man in the new era.

But it's a pity that after the original owner came to Japan, he was instantly crushed by the sugar-coated shells of capitalism, and the speed of light degenerated, resulting in Kojiko taking over the body, and he couldn't get useful subject knowledge from his brain to cope with the exam.

The richest legacy left by the original owner is a pile of indescribable cartoons and magazines under the bed, and half a year of toilet paper.

There are also some bizarre videotapes.

However, in Ke Zhiguang's view, it can only be said that the field is warm and just right, as a former member of Tsinghua University, he has locked the quota index of this world and even Harvard University in advance.

But when he sat at his desk, opened the test paper with ease, and planned to use his knowledge reserve as a Tsinghua student, he found that he ......

Hey?

Why can't I find useful subject knowledge in my head?

There is no even high school knowledge, there is no junior high school knowledge, and the primary school knowledge only stops at the third grade, which is ..... Uncanny! It's so weird!

In addition to his identity as a Tsinghua student, there are not many things he can remember, such as-

In his previous life, the living conditions were good and good, as if he had a house in the capital, but unfortunately the mortgage had not been paid off.

He is an Internet celebrity with more than 5 million followers on Weibo, and has been engaged in the struggle to defend women's rights for a long time.

It's also a landlord champion.

Honor of Kings also played well, and there was a million hits on the live broadcast.

He got all this in his early twenties, and the aura on his body can be described as solitaire, layer after layer, which is simply the life of the ending of the Internet article.

But there was one thing he didn't quite know.

He didn't quite know if he was dead or not.

Normally, time travel is often accompanied by death, but he has no memory of his own death, and there is no tangible answer to whether he is dead or not, everything is shrouded in mystery.

I don't even know my exact age, at least twenty years old, maybe thirty years old, maybe older, older.....

Past life - this word for him is not so much the previous life as the world before traveling.

Anyway, after the abbreviation of "crossing the world before the journey", it is also a past life.

A lot of things are vague and hazy, and the only thing that is clear is one point-

I am me, in the next, Ke Zhiguang.

Only the personality is clear.

While studying the math workbook, a faint knock came from outside the door.

"Brother, I'm out for dinner." A soft, transparent voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, smoke, I'll come over after writing this question." Ke Zhiguang turned the pencil elegantly in his hand, symbolically fulfilling the student's duty, and the corners of his mouth pretended to be an easy arc.

"Don't think too much, brother, you're going to starve to death like this." Smoke said worriedly outside the door.

As if he had been stabbed in the heart, the pencil in Ke Zhiguang's hand flew out.

It's like the famous emoji - I was going to go to bed after winning, but I found that the sun came out, and it turned out that the Japanese elementary school student next door also understood this truth.

"Well, since you've begged me so, I can only come to dinner on time."

At this time, you can only use humor and step down smoothly.

"That...... I'm worried that after you starve to death, my soul will still be solved at the table, causing the whole room to linger, and I can only rent it out at a low price when the time comes......" The voice outside the door said seriously, and there was no joke at all.

Three nos + poisonous tongue, that's it.

Ke Zhiguang covered his stabbed heart, and gasped, the groove was so deep that it was difficult to put his mouth down.

I said it, and I talked about it too much, and it was all tears.

"It's coming, it's coming." Ke Zhiguang sighed and walked out of the room and into the living room.

He slipped his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

But halfway through the action, he remembered that this was a habitual action before the crossing, and now he didn't wear glasses.

Push open the door and step into the living room—

The living room is also not very spacious, but it is connected to the balcony, the air is clear, and the balcony is outside the steel jungle of the city, and the Shinkansen is whizzing over the viaduct not far away.

This is a low-end condominium in Tokyo's Suginami district, and the Marunouchi Line is seen from the balcony, and the door of the condominium is a less busy commercial area, and the apartment stands in the middle of it in an incongruous manner.

The smell of curry fills the living room, and a middle-aged man with a melancholy looking face sits cross-legged in front of a coffee table, wearing a baggy yukata, flipping through a newspaper and smoking a cheap cigarette.

The head of the family, Akiyo Shoichi, is a taxi driver by profession, and it is also a profession with a good income in Japan, especially in this era when there are local tyrants who are willing to spend 1 million yen for a 5-minute drive.

And sitting next to him was also the child who asked Ke Zhiguang to come out to eat just now, and it was his seven-year-old son, Qiu Shengxuan.

Yes, that's right, it's really the son.

No matter how soft his voice is, how well-behaved he sits, and how delicate his face is, he is indeed a son.

His hairstyle is doll head, which seems to be called ...... My sister's head, it is said that when his father took him out for a haircut, the clerk didn't notice that it was a boy, so he gave him a haircut.

The picture of the young hostess hung on the wall, but unfortunately it was already gray, and it was clear from the appearance that the son was following his mother.

This is the family where Ke Zhiguang stays, a simple family with only a father and a son.

Boarding is also a form of studying abroad, and the advantage is that you can better integrate into the local area and observe the family, but the cost is slightly higher.

"Smoked, did you drink the soy milk I bought for you in the morning?" Ke Zhiguang sat next to him, his voice full of concern.

"Drunk." Smoke nodded, his clear gaze was a little like a three-free teenager.

"What about the pumpkin?"

"Eat."

"That's good, what about papaya?"

"Eat."

"Very well, continue tomorrow." Ke Zhiguang nodded in satisfaction, he had been eating these for breakfast for a week.

No problem, follow this recipe, followed by papaya milk, papaya crucian carp soup, honey peanuts and a series of healthy foods.

Rest assured, the last two words of having children will be completed for you in the future!

"Don't worry, I won't eat these again tomorrow." Smoke's eyes darkened suddenly.

"Ah, why?"

"I went to the library to check the information, and about the common effects of the above three foods, I said how could you suddenly be kind enough to want to buy me breakfast." Smoke stared at Ke Zhiguang hollowly and resentfully, with a trace of black gas on his body, and his voice also fluctuated slightly.

Ke Zhiguang smacked his tongue and let out a cut.

The child-rearing program was declared bankrupt.

Remembrance of the World-1-1-1-1......

"Zhiguang, you've worked hard in the last week." Qiusheng was flipping through the newspaper and said nonchalantly.

"Yes, the prodigal son turned around, if you are interested, the things under my bed can be passed on to Uncle Qiu." Ke Zhiguang also picked up a newspaper and read it carefully.

He didn't read the news in the newspapers, but looked for business opportunities to see if he could spot Uniqlo and other rising Japanese brands in the mid-80s, and invest heavily in them in advance.

But unfortunately, in the last week's newspaper research, I didn't find a similar name.

Maybe this is the difference in the world line, putting an end to the small abacus of a traveler like himself trying to get rich with a lottery.

"Hmph, such a sound book, you can read it when Xun grows five years old, and you are embarrassed to leave it to me?" Qiusheng shrugged his shoulders disdainfully and let out a snort.

That's how men take care of children, and they don't shy away from these things that should be avoided.

Smoked eating curry with a blank face, his posture and hairstyle are as dignified and well-behaved.

"Anyway, it's at this point in time, and the game should be in the second half of the game." Akisheng looked up at the time, it was 6 p.m., the prime time of the TV station.

After tossing and turning under the sofa and cushions, I finally pulled out the remote control in the corner and tuned to the sports channel of NHK TV, and the game that Akiyo Shoichi said was in full swing -

It can't be said that it is in full swing, because the game can be said to be very quiet, and it is difficult to tell at a glance whether it is fierce or not.

Go tournaments, that's what is shown on TV.

In the empty and quiet Japanese-style room, a chessboard is placed in the center, and the two sides of the game sit facing each other, and the camera hits the air, just enough to see the whole chessboard, as well as ..... Gestures when both sides land.

The camera also occasionally switches to give close-ups of the faces of the two players.

The party holding the white, named Naosaka Kuranosuke, is an eight-dan rank, a neat and vigorous old man, wearing black-framed glasses, wearing an expensive black and brown kimono, a folding fan is tightly clenched in his hand, and his serious eyebrows are locked.

And the party holding the black, named Bamboo Knife Forging, is a fourth-stage rank, a young man in a suit with piercing eyes, and his fine bangs are cut like knives...... However, with this hairstyle, can he really see the chessboard?

Speaking of which, the biggest difference between this world and the previous life is that Go in this world can be described as extremely popular.

For example-

Around 6 o'clock in the evening, this prime time, as a Japanese sports channel, actually did not give baseball or football, but Go.

There was a confrontation between the underworld, but after a long confrontation, the underworld did not draw their swords, but moved out five chessboards, and each side sent five fierce generals to play on the street, which was quite civilized, and the surrounding residents were also accustomed to it.

A group of wealthy people also like to set up a chessboard in their living room at every turn, collect fans signed by professional chess players, and also spend money to play against professional chess players.

Not only in East Asia, but also in almost all countries in the world, there is a considerable group of Go enthusiasts.

It's like the era of the Great Go.

In addition, the current pattern of Go in the world is similar to that of the early 80s of the previous life, when Japan was the dominant player in Go, and the rest of the two East Asian countries were learning and catching up.

"Uncle Qiu, do you really have to understand Go?" Ke Zhiguang also glanced at the TV twice, and the dense chess pieces gave people a feeling of reading a book from heaven.

"Zhiguang, don't underestimate me, I was a man who aspired to become a professional chess player, and I was almost a student of the chess academy." Qiu Sheng shrugged his bronze shoulders, and he really couldn't see that he would be so elegant.

In fact, according to the memory of the original owner, as the head of the family, Akimori Shoichi did understand Go, and often pondered the Go game board in the newspaper all day, but he just didn't see him take the initiative to use the chessboard to set up his own chess scores.

The chess game on the TV seemed to be going on intensely, and Ko Zhiguang was also glued to the screen, watching a series of black and white pieces on the chessboard.

To be honest, Ke Zhiguang doesn't know how to play Go, but art is like this, even if you can't understand it, you have to pretend to understand it, you have to pretend to be a little longer when you go to art exhibitions, and you have to sit in the theater until the last moment to watch art movies.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of the chess pieces rubbing came from the TV, and the white pieces had fallen.

Smack-

The moment the chess pieces were photographed, a cluster of brilliant cherry blossoms bloomed in the sky, turning into countless colorful strands and falling on the chessboard.

Ke Zhiguang was stunned for a moment, and almost choked on a mouthful of water.

He just seemed to have seen something like special effects?

In the blink of an eye, he found that the fragments of the cherry blossoms were still covered on the chessboard, but no one cared about it, whether it was the chess player, the commentator, or the two people around him.

"That...... Uncle Qiu, have you noticed something strange on the chessboard? Like cherry blossoms? Ke Zhiguang tried to ask.

Akimori Shoichi was obviously fascinated, and nodded slightly: "Indeed, Naosaka Hachidan has been forced into a desperate situation, and this desperate robbery is indeed a blow that is like a cherry blossom fighting against the water, and there is a kind of samurai's decisive beauty." ”

This......

Ke Zhiguang is not asking about the beauty of the artistic conception of this chess move, he really just wants to ask about the cherry blossom entity.

In an instant, Black also fell.

Smack-

The cold air reached the sunspot that had just fallen, and the petals began to freeze and then shatter.

"The fourth section of the bamboo knife is very decisive and calm, and the countermeasures are the same as the results of our previous laboratory, it is okay to stick firmly, and the chess can be thick, even if it is murderous, white may not be able to kill black chess...... It feels like ice without temperature, and there is no mercy at all. ”

So says the Go commentary on TV.

After some thought, Ke Zhiguang roughly understood.

His special ability is to see these strange special effects on the chessboard, whether it is from domestic online texts, or Nissan dramas, or even American movies, this phenomenon is uniformly called ...... Goldfinger?

Since both sides have now entered the countdown stage, the drop speed is very fast, and black and white are staggered between the two.

In Ke Zhiguang's eyes, the special effects were also one after another, and his chopsticks had been stopped in mid-air for 10,000 years and had not been put down.

He thought of the so-called gourmet fan in his previous life, there is an important measurement indicator in the gourmet fan, that is, the moment the lid is opened, there must be light, if a dish is served and the light does not even flash, it must be a bad dish, and it will be kicked down by the judges within three seconds.

Now it seems that the same principle applies to Go.

For example, the domestic masterpiece "Go Boy" implements the concept of the supremacy of special effects, sometimes the male protagonist Jiang Liuer falls, and he has to deliberately turn the chess pieces in the air twice, spend five seconds to turn out a gossip shape and then smash it into the chessboard, accompanied by the sound of sky-earth-big-same shouting skills.

If a chess piece goes down, if the chess piece does not shine, can it be called a good chess? Right?

It didn't take long for the game on TV to come to an end, the last move was played by black, and from the first few moves, there had been no special effects, as if the situation had been decided.

Immediately, the white player pressed the timer next to it, which means that he conceded defeat.

In the end, this young man named Bamboo Knife Forging triumphed.

After Kuranosuke Naosaka, who was on the white side, left the chessboard, his eyes instantly softened, and he turned into a kind old man, as if a samurai had removed his armor and long sword.

Taketoshi stood in the spotlight, smiling at the camera, with a hint of youthful rebelliousness, and smoothly took a photo with a check for five million yen, which was converted into dollars at the current exchange rate, which is about 300,000.

Strange hot blood was stirring in Kezhiguang's body, and his knuckles creaked.

"Go ...... Interesting, perhaps? Ke Zhiguang held his chin thoughtfully, and his smile gradually boiled.