My 1979

There have always been very few Go stalls. On the one hand, this is because there are few people playing Go and there is a lack of a good Go atmosphere and mass base.

Like chess, there is the illusion of winning, which can make people with a little knowledge have the urge to try it.

But Go is different. Even if you know a little bit about Go, if the stall owner sets up a game of Fa Yang Theory level, who can play without the chess skills?

On the other hand, the so-called endgame of Go is not the real endgame. What is set up in Go is definitely a matter of life and death. It is not a profession that cannot live and die at a certain level. Those who can live and die without a level must be the master among the masters, so I don’t care. A stall is set up.

Another reason is that the end game of Go requires one or two hundred moves. When encountering an urban management officer, the board is overturned with one move, which is very frustrating.

Therefore, since the two of them made this stall famous, more and more chess players came here to watch, and there were not many places to watch the excitement.

"This is only the second and third-level amateur strength." Someone observed for such a long time and made a pertinent evaluation of the stall owner.

"However, two wonderful moves were made in a row in the middle game." Someone else expressed doubts. This stall owner is obviously a bad chess player, but his performance is outstanding, which is puzzling.

"Haha, that's because he has a good memory and knows how to memorize the questions." An old man wearing a peaked cap explained the confusion next to him.

"Where is this child?" Someone asked curiously, pointing at Li Lan who was sitting motionless on the pony.

The old man in the peaked cap said, "The top amateurs will be able to enter the professional level in two years. It's not necessarily the case. As long as you participate in a prestigious grand prix, you can be directly promoted to the mid-level."

The people next to him exclaimed in surprise, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Having a rank is a very big deal in the eyes of a Go enthusiast, but what about middle rank?

How old is this child?

He looks about eight or nine years old?

"Black hits 6 and then 8. White is obviously a loser."

"White sticks, and Black pulls hard. In short, the method just now has failed, and White must find another way out."

Amidst the sighs, Li Lan lost again.

Li He looked at the sky and said as usual, "Let's go home."

"Down again." Li Lan shook his head, not wanting to go home.

"It's almost dark and I can't see the chessboard clearly. Can we continue tomorrow?" The stall owner looked at the time and looked at Li Lan with a pleasant look. This was his little god of wealth.

"Do you really want to continue?" Li He found that his son was not as disappointed as usual, and even saw joy and confidence on his little face.

"Yeah." Li Lan nodded without hesitation.

"But, I'm hungry." The stall owner obviously didn't want to continue. He didn't want to delay closing the stall and going home for dinner just for five yuan. He made a lot of money today!

"I said continue." Li He took the money from Dong Hao's hand without any nonsense and threw a wad of money over.

"This is..." The stall owner hurriedly took the money and was shocked, "Is this ten thousand?"

The cover hasn't been removed yet.

Li He nodded, "That's ten thousand."

"Give it all to me?" the stall owner was very excited.

"Of course." Li He affirmed.

"Then continue." The stall owner agreed without hesitation. He didn't expect that if he lost, he would have to pay 20,000!

Continue to review.

The people nearby who wanted to leave didn't, they were all shocked beyond measure!

What they were looking at this time was not Li Lan, but Li He!

These days, there are not many people who can easily come up with more than 10,000 yuan, but there are not many people who can give lottery tickets to their children so easily!

You clearly know that you are bound to lose!

They still don’t change their expressions!

How rich is this!

“I haven’t won even after playing for a month.”

"This money won't make any difference if you throw it into water."

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Most people know what the ending is, but no one is willing to leave. They are still standing around, hoping for some outcome!

Everyone discussed for a while and then focused on the chessboard again.

"Abandoned your son? This can obviously be interrupted!"

"The piece on the right has been basically sold out..."

"White is going to be covered."

Many people couldn't understand Li Lan's tactics.

Ten minutes later, the old man wearing a peaked cap saw the way out and said with a smile, "We have lost 30 targets and gained a strong momentum. Hey, we still need to learn more."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, everyone made disbelief again.

“When Black 2 squeezed, he actually chose to stick in 3rd position.

"The four ribs in the center of the chess piece cannot die no matter what, but they were abandoned like this..."

More and more people can't understand it anymore, and this time even the old man doesn't dare to speak casually.

Things are getting tense on the chessboard.

"White's move is doomed."

"This calamity cannot be won no matter what."

"It's okay that all parts are thick, but the big dragon in the center is already a huge burden."

Someone started to sigh.

Some people feel pity that it costs 10,000 yuan!

Li He was unsure, so he could only look at his son's face and found that his son still didn't react much.

"Huh?"

"Why did it become a situation where six or seven chess pieces were entangled with each other?"

"There are so many clues. This is a typical open-ended and complex situation."

Everyone discovered that Li Lan just fiddled with the two pieces at will, and the situation was completely different.

The old man in the peaked hat said, "Normal people will choose to eat the two middle pieces and discard the top three pieces to form a transformation. This will avoid complicated battle situations and the situation will not fall behind.

But White chose to jump out the top three pieces, creating a melee situation.

This is a stronger move. "

Someone noticed that the stall owner began to wipe his sweat.

"This is different from memorizing it, haha." The old man in the peaked hat began to joke.

This time the situation is finally clear.

"Slay the dragon"

Some people still can't believe it.

How could this kid win like this?

Li Lan stood up and smiled at the stall owner without saying anything.

"Won?" Li He quickly threw away the cigarette butt and got into the crowd.

He had been impatient for a long time.

"Your son wins."

"You made twenty thousand dollars."

The people next to him laughed and agreed.

"Well done!" Li He praised his son without hesitation.

"Give me money." Someone discovered that the stall owner was running away.

"Yeah, what are you going to do? Keep your word." Anyway, those who watch the excitement are not afraid of big trouble.

"What do you want to pay for?" the stall owner shouted fiercely at the people around him.

"What's your attitude?" Li He frowned deeply.

"Okay, I'm leaving. I won't argue with you." The stall owner turned to leave.

"That's a nice thought." Li Laoer didn't care whether it was money or not, but he was unhappy because the other party was so arrogant.

"What?" The stall owner was stopped by Dong Hao and did not push him. He sneered, "Want to play rough?"

Three burly and thick-waisted men jumped out from the crowd, obviously working with the stall owner.

"Hey, you guys take your time and play." Li He said this to Dong Hao and Zhang Bing.

He turned around and took Li Lan away. After all, this kind of scene was not suitable for children.