"I like you! I like Li Xiuzai!"
"But... But I am a man."
"I like seniors who are men." A smile with crooked eyebrows
"But... But I am a chess player."
"I prefer you as a chess player." The serious tone seemed to be saying some kind of oath.
"But... But I don't know anything except playing chess." Silently dejected
"That's why I was impressed by you. This is the pure ninth-dan Li Xiuzai, my senior, and my favorite!"
Looking at the No. 1 Player in South Korea who was six years younger than him, this "kid" with clear eyes but extremely firm eyes, Li Xiuzai tasted the feeling of "complete defeat" for the first time on the chessboard. His persistence for more than ten years was like a joke, and something seemed to begin to collapse. With a gentle breath from his mouth, he dissipated in the air, murmuring "I really lost to you..."
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