Go: I’m 50-50 against the AI

"Dad, Mom.

How did you come? "

Ying Jie, who was picking up his parents at the train station, looked at Lu Jingjing standing behind and said something incomprehensible.

When Lu Jingjing heard this, she said naturally: "School is on holiday. Is there any problem if I come with my godfather and godmother?"

"..."

Wait a minute, this sentence seems to have too many criticisms. I don’t know how to complain about it for a while.

Ying Jie had not been to school for so long that his concept of time was somewhat vague. After careful calculation, it was indeed time for winter vacation.

But what the hell is godfather and godmother?

"How come you're not losing weight at all, but are you gaining weight?"

"Why are your clothes so dirty? You are so sloppy, why do you have the nerve to wear them to see others?"

"Can't you take care of yourself better?"

However, before Ying Jie had time to ask, his parents immediately started to attack him in advance.

"...I've lost weight, okay? At least I'm not fat."

Ying Jie was quite speechless. After all, he had grown by almost five centimeters in half a month. At best, he could only be said to be a little stronger. How did it have anything to do with being fat?

I have to beat up my classmates during the day, and I have to beat up my classmates at night. My schedule is full for the day, and my CPU can't turn on it. There is no chance of gaining weight.

"That's it, it doesn't matter, and if the dojo is dirty, the washing machine can wash it directly."

Hearing this, Ying Jie's mother grabbed Ying Jie's collar and straightened it up: "We can't stuff everything in the washing machine. Can't we do this better?

And can't you straighten your collar? It's so ugly like this. "

"I'm not a woman."

"Men should pay more attention to their appearance."

Although I had been away for several months, when I faced my mother Ying Jie, I not only didn't have the feeling of reunion after a long absence, but my mother's nagging was still annoying.

well.

Really unable to stand the nagging of these two people, Ying Jie quickly took a taxi: "Hurry up and get in the car, I will take you to the dojo.

In fact, the holiday is coming soon for the Chinese New Year. I said I would go back directly then. If you come here now, I will still have to go back with you in a few days, which is a waste of train ticket money. "

"I just want to come over, I'm really worried."

Ying Jie's mother looked at the money in the card, always feeling on tenterhooks. Her son hadn't been home for half a year, and inexplicably got more money than the entire family's storage.

In 2008, there were suddenly more than 100,000 yuan, and everyone was panicking. It was almost enough to buy a small house in their hometown.

And this money was earned by a child who had just turned 14.

In the mind of Ying Jie's mother, Ying Jie should be at the age when he would lead a girl to blow up a cesspit with a runny nose.

The greatest honor you can get is to pick up a wallet on the street, hand it to the police station, and be praised for finding money.

Then suddenly one day a city leader came and introduced his son to play Go, and he earned hundreds of thousands in half a year.

Ying Jie's mother always felt that it was a bit unreal, so unreal that she was a little too panicked.

After all, the two people in my family can't save so much money even if they add up their annual salary together without eating or drinking.

Therefore, the two sides discussed it and decided that they would not be at ease if they did not come to the capital for a visit.

The outdoor temperature in the capital is very cold in winter, but the actual temperature may be much better than in the far north of the south, at least the cold wind will not be refreshing.

Today was a rare day without traffic jams. The taxi arrived at the dojo quickly. Ying Jie carried the luggage for his parents and walked into the gate.

"Sir, my parents are here to see me. I will put my luggage here for a while."

Ying Jie shouted into the guard room, and an old man who was lying on a recliner and was sleeping in a daze suddenly woke up: "Ying Jie, just leave it alone, I'm scared to death."

Looking at the red-faced old man, Ying Jie couldn't help but laugh: "Are you secretly drinking again?"

Hearing this, the rosy-faced and somewhat confused old man suddenly came to his senses: "Don't talk nonsense, you can't accuse someone of innocence out of thin air.

If these words are to reach the ears of that boy Shen Yilang, I'm not done with you! "

Hearing this, Ying Jie smiled happily. It was said that the gatekeeper was also a Go teacher before, and was Shen Yilang's ninth-dan teacher.

But later, due to poor health, I stopped teaching chess and worked as a doorman at the Fangyuan Dojo.

It seems that no one knows his real name very well. They just know that Shen Yilang's 9th Dan calls him Great Teacher, and others follow suit and call him Great Master.

Although he is said to be a teacher, the eldest brother seems to be quite afraid of Shen Yilang's 9th Dan. He is especially afraid of being caught drinking and dare not say a word that he is often scolded for.

Adhering to traditional Chinese diplomatic etiquette, Ying Jie's father handed over a cigarette: "Come, comrade, have a smoke."

"No, quit, quit.

Leave your luggage here, Ying Jie, take your parents for a nice walk, and don't tell Shen Yilang about this. "

When Ying Jie heard this, he joked: "If I don't say anything, someone will still snitch on you. Just stop drinking."

The elder naturally knew who the snitch was, and waved his hand in mock disgust: "Come on, come on, none of you little ones are obedient. Seriously, you will kill me."

"Then I'll take them in first."

"This is our dojo. It is divided into several classes. I am currently in one class. My daily work is very simple. Play chess, play chess, and still play chess.

As for food, there is a canteen here. Every day at noon and evening, I always bring lunch boxes to eat. I sleep in the dormitory at night. There is a curfew and I can't go out at night. "

"Let me take you to see our principal."

Ying Jie took his parents and Lu Jingjing for a brief walk around the dojo, and then took his parents to the principal's office to communicate with Shen Yilang.

Ying Jie knew very well that as a child, no matter how much he said, it would not be as real as the teacher's words.

In the eyes of parents, children's words are far less credible than adults.

However, what was a little surprising was that Shen Yilang's ninth-dan was not inside, but there was another parent waiting.

In this case, Ying Jie would let his parents sit here for a while, waiting for the principal to come over.

And Ying Jie just ran out, and Lu Jingjing also ran out like a follower.

"Why did you run out with me?"

Hearing Ying Jie's words, Lu Jingjing said unhappily: "Didn't you say you welcome me to come and play when you left a few months ago? You lied to me, right?!"

"I didn't expect you to come here with my parents. It's not safe for you to go out alone."

"Brother Jack."

"Hello, Brother Jie."

It was the break time in the morning. Many students had left the classroom to get some fresh air. They happened to bump into Ying Jie and Lu Jingjing who were walking over.

Hearing Brother Jie's nickname, Lu Jingjing was a little curious: "You are doing well here."

Before Ying Jie could answer, a voice suddenly sounded.

"That's not just good, that's quite good!"