The world of film and television begins with Hikaru no Go

Shen Yilang was actually in good form today, and his playing style was much more aggressive than before, but he took a long time to think about each move.

By the endgame, time was running out, while Honghe still had plenty of time.

In his 189th move, Shen Yilang used the "sticky" technique.

The move itself wasn't problematic, but the timing was off.

If you placed your bet here before the tenth move, you would have gained a 1.5-point advantage; but if you place it now, you won't gain anything.

Honghe astutely seized the opportunity, and the white stones made a "point" in the lower left corner, gaining a double initiative in the endgame.

This back-and-forth movement resulted in a difference of at least three points.

Shen Yilang froze for a moment. He counted the points and found that Black was two and a half points behind, and there were no more major endgame moves on the board.

He could only slowly put the chess piece back into the chess basket and whisper, "I lost."

Hong He grinned, but quickly composed himself and patted Shen Yilang on the shoulder: "You played very well, you were just a little unlucky."

Shen Yilang shook his head and didn't say anything.

In the following matches, he seemed to be under a curse, losing every single one of them.

Looking at the statistics of the students' battle results, Ban Heng frowned: "Shen Yilang's performance is not right."

"I know." Zhu Dayong's face was very grim. "After losing to Yu Liang in the seventh round, he's been acting strangely."

"Why don't we talk to him?"

"What's there to talk about? That's how it is in the ranking tournament. If your mentality collapses, no one can save you. You have to climb out on your own."

But Shen Yilang couldn't recover. After three consecutive losses, he won one game, but it was a hard-fought victory, and then he started losing again.

After accumulating four losses, he has no hope for this year.

The results of the ranking competition have been announced. Yijianghu Dojo's performance this year is actually quite good. Yue Zhi, Hong He, Bai Xiaoxiao, Tian Minze, and Deng Yang have all qualified, as has Yu Liang, who was also registered under Yijianghu Dojo when he registered.

Six people achieving the highest rank at once is unprecedented in any dojo across the country.

Even so, some people are happy while others are sad.

Hong He was the first to hear the news and immediately ran over to share the good news with Ban Heng and Zhu Dayong.

Upon hearing this, Shi Guang immediately looked up and burst into cheers—

"Young Master Hong is amazing! You're on your way!"

"Sure, sure!"

Honghe grinned, but his eyes were a little red.

He walked to a corner, took out his phone, and dialed home: "Dad, I've placed the order."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Honghe's father owned a porcelain kiln and was stubborn; he initially disagreed with Honghe learning chess.

It was Ban Heng who personally went to his house and talked with him for an afternoon before he reluctantly agreed to let Honghe give it a try.

"Try it out" means that if you can't get a good grade, you should honestly go back and learn the craft.

This is the second year, and he's actually running out of patience. He's tried to persuade Honghe to go back several times, but seeing that Honghe genuinely loves Go, he ultimately didn't say anything.

But no matter what, the Honghe River is now settled.

"Hmm." Finally, her father's voice came from the other end of the phone, a little hoarse. "It's good that it's settled."

"dad……"

Honghe had always known his father's thoughts, but he kept many things to himself, not wanting to hurt himself, so he didn't say them out loud.

"Are you coming home for dinner tonight?" The father paused. "I'll cook a couple more dishes..."

Honghe smiled, but tears involuntarily streamed down his face: "I'll go back right away."

After hanging up the phone, Honghe rubbed his eyes and saw Shiguang leaning closer. He said irritably, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen someone cry before?"

"I've never seen you cry, Young Master Hong," Shi Guang replied honestly.

"Go to hell." Honghe grabbed the phone in his hand and pretended to throw it.

Tian Min was the second to come and share the good news. When she saw Zhu Dayong and the others, her expression was calm, but her eyes were red.

Ban Heng gently patted his shoulder: "Congratulations, you've been promoted to the next level."

"I've made my reservation."

Tian Min then repeated the sentence softly, then ran to the stairwell alone, squatted down, buried her face in her knees, and shrugged her shoulders.

No one bothered him.

As everyone knows, Tian Min is a senior high school student who took a year off to study chess.

If I don't get into a good grade this year, I'll have to go back and repeat a year to take the college entrance exam next year.

Everyone knows what a year means for a senior high school student.

Tian Minze's studies are actually not bad, she just doesn't like them.

For him, it was a repetitive, tedious, and boring life, day after day, with each day being the same.

However, he was happy when playing chess.

Now, he's settled. He doesn't need to go back for the college entrance exam, and he doesn't have to worry about those endless test papers and vocabulary words anymore.

His future lies in the professional Go world, where he will stand alongside names like Fang Xu, Xu Hou, Kuwahara, and Yu Xiaoyang.

He even hopes that one day he can play chess with Zhang Rui, whom he admires, on the chess field.

Tian Min raised her head, took a deep breath, and stood up again.

He hasn't had a chance to properly thank them yet; if it weren't for Ban Heng and Zhu Dayong, he wouldn't be where he is today.

Bai Xiaoxiao was smiling when she came over.

She has a beautiful smile, with her eyes curved like crescent moons.

"Xiaoxiao, congratulations! You've secured your spot," Ban Heng said with a smile. "Third place in the women's group."

"Thank you, Teacher Ban."

She said that, but half of her heart was empty.

She came for another reason: she wanted to see if Shen Yilang was there.

She went to the stadium and the hotel, but couldn't find Shen Yilang.

She knew that Shen Yilang hadn't been chosen yet; there was only one spot missing.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiaoxiao stopped smiling, lowered her head, and looked at her hands.

She started learning chess at the age of six and has been playing for more than ten years.

For the sake of Go, he dropped out of school, left home, and struggled alone in the Go school.

Now, she has been assigned a section.

She wanted to prove that she was no less capable than anyone else.

But... she remembered Shen Yilang.

I remember him sitting at the chessboard, focused on playing chess; I remember his gentle voice as he helped her review the game…

Shen Yilang, you promised me.

Bai Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, said goodbye to her teacher, and walked outside.

She is going to find him.

After learning that he had successfully achieved the required rank, Yue Zhi came over to tell Ban Heng and Zhu Dayong, and then went straight back.

When he got home, his grandfather was already waiting at the door and gave him a big hug: "Congratulations, Yue Zhi, you've been promoted to the next rank!"

"Hmm." Yue Zhi nodded, but didn't seem particularly happy. "Second place."

Yes, he did qualify for the next round, but he came in second.

In twelve rounds of matches, he won eleven games and lost only one.

He lost to Yu Liang.

He had a chance to win that game.

He was in the lead at one point in the middle of the game, but Yu Liang reversed the situation in the latter part of the game.

Yue Zhi locked himself in his room, with the game score in front of him, and studied it for a long time.

"Next time! I'll definitely beat you next time!"

He put the chessboard away, stood up, and walked to the window.

Outside the window, the setting sun painted the sky orange-red.

Yue Zhi looked at the sunset and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

See you on the professional stage, Yu Liang.