Chapter 437

"Sigh, never mind him!"

"How is it? Is Little Lin playing Go?"

Su Lan looked into the living room and asked curiously.

"Yeah! The two of them are playing right now!"

"Sigh, my dad is the same, just like an old child."

"Mom, the fruit we bought this afternoon, try some; it's delicious."

Cheng Xiao ran into the kitchen with a smile.

"Auntie, you're here."

Lin Yu looked back, hurriedly put on his slippers, and greeted her politely.

Lin Yu's first impression of Cheng's mother was still quite good.

"Don't worry about me, you keep playing. Cheng Xiao and I will just go to the dining area to chat."

Su Lan blinked.

Watching TV, listening to music, drinking cola, eating sunflower seeds—is this the atmosphere for playing Go?

Does this kid really not treat his opponent as a human being?

"Alright, Auntie."

Lin Yu curled up on the sofa again.

Looking relaxed, without any tension from the battle, he occasionally glanced at the chessboard on the coffee table, moved his fingers, and that was all.

Meanwhile, the Huaxia Go Association was facing a formidable enemy.

Chen Yang was sitting upright, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead, not even having time to take a sip of water!

Fifteen minutes later.

"Oh! Uncle Cheng, your Go skills have improved!"

Lin Yu said, grabbing another handful of sunflower seeds, speaking casually and calmly.

"Is that so? Maybe Old Cheng studied the game records specifically to deal with you!"

Cheng Xiao and Su Lan heard this and walked over quickly, staring at the laptop screen.

"Then should I go easy on Uncle Cheng?"

Lin Yu touched his nose and turned to look at Cheng Xiao softly.

"Ah? What do you mean?"

Su Lan widened her eyes, somewhat suspicious.

"Mom! Didn't I ask Lin Yu to go easy because I was afraid Old Cheng would feel bad about losing?"

Cheng Xiao blinked, with an expression asking for praise.

It was as if she were saying, "Look at how filial your daughter is! I'm Old Cheng's precious little cotton-padded jacket!"

It's a good thing Old Cheng didn't hear this, otherwise he would probably be angered to death. She really is a cotton-padded jacket, but clearly, it's leaking air!

"Don't! Lin Yu, just play normally."

"No need to be timid."

Su Lan said very firmly from the side.

Having just taken a few glances, this clearly wasn't Cheng Yuanming's style. When Su Lan was young, she had also been on the women's Go team and knew the tactics by heart.

This was clearly the Go style of that young generation genius player, Chen Yang.

Su Lan's visit this time, to put it bluntly, was to cheer for Lin Yu.

Bullying a junior like this, even running all the way to the Huaxia Go Association—Su Lan was also very disdainful of Old Cheng's behavior.

"Ah! What's wrong, Auntie?"

"Are you having a conflict with Uncle?"

"Okay, then I'll vent your anger!"

Lin Yu looked at Su Lan's determined expression and secretly muttered in his heart. The old man must have said something unpleasant, making Cheng's mother run over here to complain. Since that's the case, let's bring down justice and sanction a wave of evil.

Since he probably doesn't have a good impression of Old Cheng anyway, he has to grab one side and build a good relationship with Cheng's mother; that's also useful.

"Hahaha, good, Little Lin, just play with all your might. If you can beat your uncle tonight, I will fully support you and Xiao Xiao's matter."

Su Lan shook her head with a bitter smile.

She also felt a bit sorry for Lin Yu.

Sigh! Little Lin, do you know what you are facing? That's the entire Huaxia Go Association!

"Alright, Auntie, just leave it to me!"

Lin Yu immediately put down the sunflower seeds in his hand and began to take the match seriously.

The game, which had been very intense for 20 minutes,

turned from defeat to victory under Lin Yu's operation. It took less than three minutes.

He forced Chen Yang on the other side into a desperate situation, and he directly resigned.

"Ah? Little Lin, you, how did you do that?" Su Lan, behind the sofa, looked stunned.

That's Chen Yang!

He is considered the most outstanding genius teenager among the new generation of players. How did he resign after just a few moves, in the time it takes to drink a sip of water?

This is simply too outrageous!

"What's the big deal? Didn't Lin Yu beat Old Cheng before? Mom, don't make a fuss."

Cheng Xiao pouted dismissively.

Silly girl, you don't know anything!

This game wasn't even played by your old man.

However, in order to see Lin Yu's potential, Su Lan decided to keep her mouth shut.

And at this moment, on the battle platform,

the barrage below exploded instantly.

"Holy crap! No way? This kid won again?"

"Mommy! Is this professional 9-dan too easy to win?"

"Hahahaha, Old Cheng is almost being bullied like a dog."

"Lost yesterday, lost today. The old man is probably about to have a heart attack."

"Sigh, I don't think this is Old Cheng's Go style! It's clearly fierce and powerful, and the moves are very spicy. Old Cheng is almost 70 years old, does he still have this kind of hostility?" "Regardless, I still feel sorry for Old Cheng, the 9-dan."

"I have to say! I'm starting to like this kid a bit. Maybe he can even battle with professional players."

"Oh! Impossible, he's an amateur rookie after all. What are you dreaming about?"

"Go, go, one more game!"

Huaxia Go Association.

The atmosphere at the scene was very oppressive, and everyone was silent. Especially Chen Yang in front of the laptop, his face flushed, his hands clenched, motionless.

He didn't even dare to look up at Cheng Yuanming.

He had just boasted so much, and now he couldn't back down at all.

"Old Cheng! Is this kid not a professional player?"

Old Nie frowned, somewhat suspicious.

This Go style is simply unprecedented, yet effective. It's truly incredible.

"He, he is not."

Cheng Yuanming shook his head, gnashing his teeth.

"Impossible, right? Brother Yang has won awards repeatedly in international competitions before. It's impossible for him to lose to an amateur player. Then what are we?"

Five or six teenagers, sixteen or seventeen years old, who had just arrived at the Huaxia Go Association, asked somewhat confusedly...

Their Dao hearts were somewhat collapsing!

In their eyes, Chen Yang is a god-like existence for the young generation.

How did he lose so easily?

"Old Cheng, I wasn't careless, and I didn't underestimate the enemy in this game."

"I don't know why? After twenty minutes, this kid's Go style suddenly changed."

"Before, it felt slow, but in an instant, it was like a fierce tiger coming out of the mountains, a sharp sword drawn from its sheath."

"I couldn't beat him; my skills were inferior. I admit defeat!" ===== CHAPTER 438 =====