In the previous life, Lu Tingchao was a talented young man at Qingyuan Chess Academy, and was trained as a "perfect chess player" by the dean Fang Zhongyuan. He spent everything he had for his master's expectations, and died suddenly in the lounge of the Chess Academy at the age of twenty-eight, suffering from cardiac arrest and death from overwork. When he died, he was still thinking about the replay. When I opened my eyes again, I was sixteen years old again. In the finals of the selection competition, cicadas chirped in August.
This time, he deliberately slowed down his steps and lost half an eye, falling from the vocational class to the ordinary class. In the ordinary class, he met Jiang Yu, the son of a fisherman, who taught himself Go on a fishing boat using a worn chessboard. Jiang Yu is talkative, undisciplined, loves to eat lollipops, and plays chess based on intuition, which is completely opposite to Lu Tingchao's precise calculation. But Jiang Yu's way of looking at the chessboard is different from others - what he looks at is not the pieces, but the gaps between the pieces. Fang Zhongyuan did not accept his "degeneration" and pressured the chess hall to fire him and force him to turn around. Lu Tingchao left the chess academy and made a living by teaching children to play chess in a rental house in an alley. Jiang Yu followed suit and moved out, saying, "If you don't leave, I won't leave either. I'm happy with it." The days of shared housing are very narrow. Playing chess, cooking noodles, quarreling, and silence. Lu Tingchao's hands would shake during key matches - that was the nerve damage left by overtraining in his previous life. Jiang Yu noticed it and didn't ask. He just handed him a candy when his hands were shaking. On the day of registration for the National Amateur Open, the "Master" column was empty. Lu Tingchao filled in "none". He made it all the way to the finals, where his opponent was Jiang Yu. On the 120th move of the third round of the decisive game, he made a move that no one could understand. Only Jiang Yu understood it - it was a step of abandonment and a thank you.
Intention: In the last life, I burned myself for the expectations of others, and in this new life, I only play my own chess.