The Second Flight - Chapter 93: Master, I Want to Be Your Apprentice

  Looking at Xiaoling Xuan's appearance, Yanlin couldn't help but laugh again: "So cute!!"

  "Is it cute?" Wentao said: "To be precise, it's very violent."

  Ling Xuan's enthusiasm for Go was super high, and soon he brought out the Go pieces and board. Joking aside, since Wen Tao had promised to play a game with Ling Xuan, he would definitely play seriously with her.

  However, Lingxuan and Wentao still have a certain gap, and it's unlikely to truly make Wentao play with all his might.

  Playing chess is like fighting, without a good opponent, there is no sufficient level of opponent, and it is difficult for oneself to fully exert one's strength. Therefore, a truly strong player against an opponent who is much weaker than himself, it is difficult to play the best and peak state.

  Normally, even if Wen Tao is not intentionally controlling the situation, it's hard for him to reach the state he was in when borrowing from Wang Lao and Kong Jie.

  However, today's situation is a bit special. Wentai's mind kept thinking about what happened to Linglan, and he would habitually restrain this thought to avoid interfering with the game. In this way, he used rational thinking to control some messy thoughts, and when playing chess with Lingshuang, it was a relatively clear state of mind.

  Although the strength is not as good as that of an opponent of the same level, it can also be said that it is not much worse than when facing Kong Jie.

  Just after the game started, Ling Xuan's forehead had already begun to sweat gradually, while Wen Tao on the opposite side was like a stone Buddha. His eyes watched his nose, his nose watched his heart, as if he hadn't looked at the chessboard, but every move was quick, precise and ruthless, killing step by step.

  Ling Xuan was quickly disheveled, his eyes darting towards Wen Tao several times, only to find him as if in a meditative state. He had lost all sense of the outside world, his eyes only on the chessboard. Ling Xuan had also experienced that kind of excitement when playing chess before, where he felt like he was one with the game, and the game was like life itself, revolving and evolving in cycles.

  At this moment, looking at Wen Tao, from the moment he sat down, his whole person had already entered that state, as if there was nothing in the world except for the game of chess.

  Zhong Pan had not arrived yet, but Ling Xuan was already drenched in sweat, as if he had been steaming for too long and was about to faint.

  "Clack......" Ling Xuan held a chess piece in her hand for exactly three minutes, finally releasing it and letting it fall onto the board.

  "I lost......" Ling Xuan bowed his head, without a hint of dissatisfaction, "Thank you for your guidance."

  Ling Xuan has been playing chess under the guidance of Wang Lao since she was a child. Losing is a process, it's a process of growing into a master. But she has never lost a game, such a suffocating chess, without any opportunity, even if rethinking, re-walking, can't think of how to break through.

  She was thoroughly convinced and impressed. The way Wentai played chess earlier was etched in her mind like a branding iron.

  Ling Xuan spoke up, and Wen Tao also came out of that very strange state.

  Everything that happened earlier was in my mind, but now that I think about it, I feel very strange. At that moment, my spirit seemed to have split into two halves, one suppressing the instability in my heart, and the other completely calm.

  Such a wonderful state, now he looks at the situation on the chessboard with some discomfort, because this is like a giant facing a child who has no ability to fight back, and still ruthlessly takes action, attacking with the strongest move.

  But saying more at this time would make things worse, and Wentao also nodded: "Just a friendly competition."

  Ling Xuan's small face was stern, and he said very seriously: "You know, this is the most surprising thing about you. Even Grandfather can't bring out his full strength when competing with me. After all, I'm a few levels higher than you, but you're completely different. Your attack is sharper, your layout is more clever, and it's even better than when I played against Kong Jie. I was prepared for how good you are at Go, but your serious attitude today surprised me, sorry."

  Wen Tao smiled and said: "You say you want to be serious, so naturally it should be like this. And what are you apologizing to me for?"

  "I apologize for my previous behavior towards you, I wasn't doubting your ability, just didn't like your attitude towards Go, however..." Ling Xuan took a deep breath and said bravely: "From the game we played earlier, I know I was wrong."

  Just a moment ago, he was like a mischievous little kid, but now he's got a serious and solemn look on his face, it seems to be the case.

  "It's just a friendly spar, no need to make it so serious. Alright, the spar is over, I'm leaving now." Wentao stood up.

  Playing chess with Lingxuan suddenly reminded Wentao that he hadn't been to his uncle's chess club or visited his cousin's family for a long time. He had been busy lately and had become somewhat indifferent, his cousin and her husband were abroad, his uncle was doing well but recently busy, while his aunt was alone at home.

  It just so happens that there's nothing much to do today, Wentao wants to go visit his aunt and keep her company for a chat.

  "Not yet?" Ling Xuan also stood up, still looking very serious.

  "Are you my girlfriend?"

  Ling Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and didn't expect Wen Tao to ask such a question suddenly. He hastily shook his head.

  "Are you my boss?"

  Shaking head.

  "Are you my private secretary?"

  Shaking head.

  Just as Ling Xuan thought of something, Wen Tao continued: "If it's not, then why should my itinerary be decided by you?"

  Ling Xuan felt a bit embarrassed, and with a sudden movement, she was about to kneel down.

  Her every move couldn't escape Wentai's eyes, and as soon as her legs softened, Wentai's hand was already on her shoulder.

  "Come on, after finishing the chess game, you don't want to study well, let's study." He directly picked up Ling Xuan and put her in front of her seat.

  "What are you doing? I want to be your apprentice!" Ling Xuan finally spoke out her intention.

  Apprentice? You must be joking. If I were to accept her as my apprentice, I'd have a lot on my hands later on. Besides, Wentai's mind is currently preoccupied with enhancing his strength and studying medicine; he has no interest in the great profession of teaching others how to play Go.

  "No need," said Wentao, already walking out.

  "Why?" Ling Xuan got up and followed him out again.

  Yanlin had been watching from the side, although she didn't understand Go, but seeing Wentai's serious and focused expression, she couldn't help but admire him. If a man can concentrate on doing one thing, he really looks handsome.

  When Dr. Wen played chess, he was as handsome as when he saw patients, but when he saw patients, Yanlin couldn't look at him like this, and now it was a feast for the eyes.

  When she saw Lingxuan chasing after Wentao, Yanlin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  This Ling Xuan is really interesting. The people around Wen Tao are all older than Yan Lin. It's rare to meet someone younger than herself, and Yan Lin feels particularly close to her.

  However, Yulin gently pressed her chin with her hand and pondered. With Dr. Wen's personality, she shouldn't have agreed, but looking at Lingxuan's expression, it didn't seem like she was one to give up easily either. It seems that the clinic will be even more lively from now on.

  "A disciple as good as me, where can you find?! Master, you can be a hermit, but your superb chess skills cannot be lost. You passed it on to me, and I can help you make it flourish!!" Ling Xuan followed behind Wen Tao, guiding this future master.

  "Oh, so you're very clever."

  Ling Xuan has now made up her mind to worship Wen Tao as a teacher, and smiled: "Can't compare with Master, but I'm definitely not stupid."

  "May I ask you a question?"

  As he spoke, Wentao had already walked to the nearby subway station and taken the subway to where Biao's aunt lived. The clinic was not far from the Chess Club, a 20-minute walk would get you there, but it was not as close to Biao's home.

  "Is it that if I answer correctly, Master will accept me as a disciple?"

  Wen Tao smiled and told her very affirmatively: "No."

  "Ah!" Ling Xuan hastily said: "Master, look at how sincere I am..."

  "Answer or not?" Wentao had already bought his ticket, but he only bought one for himself and turned to walk towards the entrance.

  "This is for you, I've already bought the ticket, thank you." Although there weren't many people, earlier when Wentai was lining up, Lingxuan had been standing beside him. At this moment, behind Wentai, another four or five people had lined up. Just as Wentai was about to go through the ticket gate, Lingxuan suddenly realized she hadn't bought a ticket, so she took out a 10-yuan note and handed it to someone who had just finished buying their ticket, then grabbed the ticket and chased after him.

  Ling Xuan followed him into the subway station and said helplessly: "Since Master has already said so, I have no choice but to ask, Master."

  Actually, when I first met Ling Xuan, I had a feeling about her personality. She is also the kind of person who would go all out once she decides to do something. It seems that I have played this game a bit too much, making her so determined to ask me to be her master, and with the relationship between her and Wang Lao's family, Ling Xuan herself is not bad either, and Wen Tao cannot bear to hurt her too much.

  "Is Go divided into black and white, does the black piece win or does the white piece win?"

  "......" Ling Xuan was stunned, if it was just a Go game placed there, with no one playing, how could they talk about winning or losing. Saying it's a draw is also not right, the question is who wins, naturally there is a distinction between winning and losing.

  "Master..." Ling Xuan was about to express his thoughts, but when he looked up, Wén Tài had already disappeared. He turned around and saw that Wén Tài was standing at the door of a subway train that had just started moving behind them, smiling and waving goodbye.