When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 713 Fans

There are two people off the stage, Aze plays black chess against the Japanese player.

There is a big age difference between the two, and the opponent looks to be in his forties.

On one side of the two people was a sign.

"The fourth Toyo Securities Cup chess competition ends. "

Aze was wearing glasses and a suit, sitting on a chair, motionless, his eyes full of confidence and concentration, completely different from his usual appearance.

The opponent was different. His face was full of melancholy. Every move he made was like giving birth to a baby. He had to think for a long time each time.

However, today we have met our match.

Because Aze was very sleepy. Maybe he didn’t sleep well last night and his head started to hurt again.

……

Inside the chess academy, in the minister’s office.

The minister looked at the interview list in his hand and felt very annoyed.

Mayor of Dobong District, Park Myeong-ho.

Member of Congress, with five virtues.

Director of the First Hospital, Li Dongheng.

New to the group, Cao Taiwu.

The above four people are all big shots.

But these people all want to fight with Aze.

In this era, people on the peninsula are crazy about Go.

The status of any one of the people on the list is not comparable to that of him, the director of the chess academy.

More importantly, the TV station also required that the entire process be recorded when Aze played against them.

KBS documentary director - UBS News Choi Tae-ho.

Of course, they also thought that Aze might not agree to their request.

He even said that even if he couldn't come to a game, at least he could meet and be interviewed.

A proper fan meeting.

The minister stroked his beard and sighed.

The person next to him, holding the document in his hand, took a look and said, "What is this?"

The minister said, "A fanatical fan of Master Cui, someone who wants to play a game of chess with him."

"Oh my god, Master Cui will definitely not go."

"That's it."

The list in hand is like a trouble, and I can't refuse it directly, but Aze's personality...

The minister continued: “I am very lucky to be able to mention it to him.”

Just then, the phone suddenly rang.

The minister picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"

"Ah, PD Choi."

The so-called PD Choi is Choi Seung-hyun, a reporter who also works as a singer and actor. He is quite famous in the circle.

An earnest voice came from the microphone.

"What's that, Mr. Choi PD? Mr. Junior, please save your senior this time. I must interview Mr. Choi Taek 6th Dan this time. Didn't you say you are very close to Mr. Choi Taek 6th Dan?"

The minister looked impatient, but he couldn't hang up the phone. After all, the other person was his senior and had helped him a lot in the past.

"Senior, if I can, I would certainly like to help you make a connection, but Cui Ze 6th Dan really doesn't know how to do this."

"Then tell him about it, how about that?"

"He doesn't want to ask others for help, and he hates being asked for help. He really only knows how to play Go."

The minister closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously. Isn't this making things difficult for me?
"Really, just mention it. It doesn't matter if he agrees or not. Just mention it."

Faced with the request of his senior, the minister had no choice but to say, "Okay, but don't expect too much."

After saying this, he hung up the phone immediately, fearing that the other party might have other requests.

The person next to him asked, "Is that PD Choi from UBS?"

The minister leaned back in his chair and said, "Well, this senior has helped us a lot all along. Last year's national team match was on TV, thanks to this senior, so we have to give back."

In fact, he knew it in his heart.

The interviewer for UBS was Choi Tae-ho, not PD Choi.

He made this call just to get a chance.

But given Aze's personality, the minister didn't know how to agree or how to talk to him.

The debt of favor is the hardest to repay. The person next to him said, "Choi Taek 6th Dan will never do that."

Hearing this, the minister became even more annoyed.

He stood up and said, "Stop talking, let's go to the stadium."

When we arrived outside the competition venue, the fight was not over yet.

Inside the venue.

When Aze's black chess piece landed on the star position in the lower left corner, the opponent's dragon besieging the city was slaughtered.

The opponent held the white pieces, hesitated, and sighed.

He lost.

However, he still took Aze's black pieces and moved them up on the chessboard, placing them alternately to complete the game.

Then, they both bowed.

The opponent smiled, pointed to the intersection on the board and said, "If I had played here first, I probably wouldn't have lost."

Aze said calmly: "Yes."

"What's the situation?"

"Black has the upper hand."

"I thought I was in a better position."

Even though he lost the game, he was convinced and did not look like he could not accept the defeat at all.

……

A noodle shop in the market.

It is called a noodle shop, but in fact it is just a very small stall with only a narrow table for customers to eat.

There were various pickles and eggs on the chopping board. The owner was an elderly woman.

Boiled eggs cost one hundred yuan each.

There are only four types of noodles, all priced at 800 yuan, and only the noodles with broth cost 900 yuan.

In the distance, four sisters were walking towards here quickly with smiles on their faces.

Kim Sun-young and Ms. Luo were holding the things they had just bought, while the other two bought nothing.

"The noodles at the restaurant ahead are delicious, Huili, you haven't tried it, have you?"

Huili smiled and said, "I seldom come to the market here."

It is called a market, but in fact it is just a pedestrian street, and it is very narrow, but there are so many people that it is extremely crowded.

There are stalls selling shoes, CDs, snacks, etc.

Aunt Luo said, "It tastes good. We'll come back later."

The four of them talked and laughed as they came to the stall and sat down.

Jin Shanying immediately smiled and said, "Grandma, give us four bowls of noodles."

The boss bowed and said, "Thank you, thank you."

It sounds like it's a little different from what other stalls say to welcome customers.

Perhaps this is why several people chose this noodle stall.

The boss took out a handful of leeks and cut them into sections very slowly.

Ms. Luo looked at the pajamas in her hands, her face full of joy and she sang a song.

"When we first fell in love, he was a man of integrity..."

Li Yihua took the pajamas in her hand and said, "It's beautiful. What's wrong with you today? You actually bought pajamas for Zhengfeng's father."

Ms Luo said: "I hate it even more when he walks around shirtless."

Hearing this, several ladies laughed.

Except for Huili who was a little reserved, everyone else was laughing.

It can be seen that I am really happy to be able to go out shopping.

Li Yihua fiddled with Huili with her arms and said, "Why didn't you buy anything? The clothes you saw just now are very suitable for Ayong."

Huili shook her head and said, "You didn't buy it either?"

She seldom comes here, and the dress was too cheap and of poor quality, so she didn't buy it.

Li Yihua thinks the price is moderate and the price-performance ratio is high.

However, she didn't have much money.

If you have money, buy Sung Dong-il a shirt.

(End of this chapter)