GO: I and AI are evenly match

  "On the morning of July 24, the 2008 Jiaotong Cup Chinese Go Professional Rank Tournament qualifying group competition ended in Hangzhou. After 13 rounds of fierce competition, the final 14 qualifying places in the men's group were finally announced.

  Of the four qualifying places decided in advance, Fan Ruoyu and Wan Fang were selected in advance with a record of 9 wins and 1 loss.

  At the same time, Wan Fang is also the oldest player to qualify in this qualifying tournament, becoming a professional player at the age of 17 years and 9 months."

  Yu Renjian stroked his head and sighed as he read the news report on his mobile phone.

  "It's over, the professional players are here to mess with us."

  Lu Jingjing, who didn't understand the situation, said indifferently: "So what? Isn't Ying Jie very good?"

  "It's different, he's a professional chess player!

  Do you know what a professional player is? There are only more than 300 active professional players in China, and less than 20 people can become professional chess players every year. Each of them is an elite among elites.

  Ying Jie is very good, but he is even better. He has been rolled out of the hell of ranking day after day, and I don't know how many games he plays in a day.

  We can't win, we can't use our hobby to challenge other people's careers."

  Professional chess players have only appeared on TV and in news reports for most people. Although Yu Renjian knows that Ying Jie is very strong, it is impossible for him to beat a professional player?

  It's impossible!

  "Don't forget, this is a team competition, we can play the game of Tian Ji!"

  Zhang Zhipeng from Santai said at this time: "The top horses against the middle horses, the middle horses against the bottom horses, and the bottom horses against the top horses.

  Let Lu Jingjing go with that professional player, just like Ying Jie said before, severely pollute his database! As long as we win all three games, we can still advance."

  "Who are you talking about as an inferior horse?!"

  Lu Jingjing got angry when she heard this. If you want to talk about tactics, just talk about it nicely. What does inferior horse mean? Are you scolding someone?

  Yu Renjian nodded when he heard this and affirmed his teammate's tactics: "Yes, as long as Ying Jie doesn't play with him, he will definitely win that game. If the two of us play against other players, the probability of winning is also relatively high."

  "No, I will still be the main general in the next game."

  Listening to the two people discussing tactics, Ying Jie shook his head and rejected their suggestions.

  "Ying Jie, that's a professional player, different from the people in ordinary competitions."

  Yu Renjian wanted to persuade him again, but Lu Jingjing jumped out to support Ying Jie: "What's the difference? I think Ying Jie can kill indiscriminately."

  Don't ask why? It's a woman's intuition.

  "..."

  Yu Renjian looked at the two people who followed the husband and wife, and turned to look at another teammate.

  Looking at the eyes of his teammates, Zhang Zhipeng said indifferently: "I don't care, anyway, I just have fun in the game, it doesn't have to be a good result."

  "That's right..."

  "Don't worry, I can win."

  Ying Jie patted Yu Renjian on the shoulder, indicating that he was relieved.

  He was just a professional who had just been promoted to a professional level, and his strength would not be much stronger than the level of the promotion level.

  "Okay, if you lose, treat me to dinner tonight!"

  Looking at the situation on the scene of 3 to 1, Yu Renjian could only nod helplessly.

  Anyway, it was just an ordinary game. As Zhang Zhipeng said, happiness is the most important thing. At most, the prize money will be less.

  Happy Go.

  You can't blame Yu Renjian for being worried. It's like there's a top student in your class and everyone admires him, but one day a student from Tsinghua Junior Class comes to participate in the competition.

  Although everyone thinks that the top student is very powerful, everyone feels that the legendary Tsinghua Junior Class is definitely stronger than the top students they can see and touch around them.

  After all, mystery is very empowering.

  On the other side of the gymnasium staircase, four players from Tzu Chi Middle School were eating lunch boxes.

  "I heard that the other schools were almost scared to death."

  "The coach from No. 1 Middle School has a face as pale as liver, and I heard that he even ran to the referee to report him. He really can't afford to lose."     "We can't help it, Wan Fang is a professional chess player, a master-level player!"

  "Come on, boss, have some iced Coke."

  Compared to other teams, Tzu Chi Middle School, which has professional players as the support, is filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

  Wan Fang, who took the Coke, listened to his classmates' flattery and talked freely: "The main player of No. 1 Middle School said before that he was a strong fifth-level player. He is just the bottom player among the amateur fifth -level players.

  If he were placed in the dojo in Hangzhou, he would not even be accepted if he was the last one. His level is not up to par. You know, he is not even up to the level for admission."

  "That's right."

  "But you guys should be a little more careful. After all, this is a team competition. If all three of you lose, I will still be eliminated even if I win.

  Han Gang almost lost just now."

  Han Gang, who was named, immediately said: "Don't worry, I will go to the next four tables directly in the next game. At least I will win one game. As long as you win again, you will definitely advance."

  "Yeah."

  Wan Fang nodded with satisfaction when he heard this. After all, for a professional player like him to participate in such a competition, it is already an adult bullying a child. If he loses,

  he will not be able to stay in the professional chess world if it gets out.

  "Wan Fang first-level player?"

  When Wan Fang was chatting with his classmates, someone suddenly called his name behind him.

  "Ah?"

  Wan Fang turned his head when he heard the strange voice, and then his eyes suddenly straightened up, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

  "... Teacher Qi."

  "I heard that you successfully qualified for the professional chess league last year. Congratulations." Qi Zhenxi looked at Wan Fang and nodded, saying something.

  Hearing Qi Zhenxi's praise, Wan Fang felt a little embarrassed: "It was just luck. I happened to qualify in the last year."

  Qualifying for the professional chess league at the age of 18 means that the player is too old. Even if his performance ranked second in the professional chess league, in the end only one team in the second-level Go League was willing to accept him, and he was a substitute.

  "Nothing. This year, Han Shangxun of South Korea won four consecutive victories over four professional 9th dans, Yu Xiaochun, Lu Li, Park Yonghao, and Liu Jing, and entered the final of the Samsung Cup, competing with Gao Yongxia for the world championship.

  He, like you, became a professional player at the age of 18. Don't underestimate yourself, and never lose confidence in yourself!"

  Wan Fang nodded immediately: "Teacher Qi, don't worry, I will definitely work hard!"

  "Well, come on."

  Qi Zhenxi patted Wan Fang's shoulder encouragingly. After all, there are rarely two professional players in the same prefecture-level city.

  I originally wanted to recruit Wan Fang to my dojo, but the other party's parents wanted their children to be closer to me, so they sent their children to Hangzhou to learn chess. But the final result is good.

  "By the way, why are you here? Are you invited to play a coaching game?"

  Qi Zhenxi suddenly asked in a strange way. He had been waiting for Ying Jie in his own chess hall for a whole morning but didn't see him.

  Then he heard the chess player say that there was a middle school Go competition. Although he felt that Ying Jie's level should not waste time on such a competition, Qi Zhenxi still came to try his luck.

  By the way, I'll see if there are any other good talents in my hometown. After all, I finally came back.

  Hearing this, Wan Fang's ears suddenly turned red, just like a student who was caught climbing over the wall.

  Qi Zhenxi didn't notice Wan Fang's abnormality, but asked: "Is there anyone named Ying Jie in the competition today?"

  (End of this chapter)