Su Yun didn't listen: "I'm not against him playing games. I mean, at least when he's admitted to college, I don't care about him. Can I play games all my life? If he doesn't get into a good university, what will he do for a living
Wenqiao said patiently, word by word: "first of all, Wen Chi and I have promised to devote part of their energy to study without delaying their studies. My requirement for him is to take an undergraduate examination as far as possible. Secondly, if a child's game level has reached a certain level, he can play professional games, become a coach after retirement, and be a live broadcast platform What's more, he can set up his own club. His mother, Wenchi, is one of the rare talented players in the game industry
After a pause, he said, "what's more, if you say you'll play games after you go to college, you'll be too old to enter the club at that time."
Su Yun was a little surprised: "are you older in nineteen or twenty?"
"Well, the youth training students usually start training from 15-6."
Su Yun frowned. "I always think it's better to take an examination of ZHENGJING University and find a stable job. I'll cook first."
The elders were all of this kind of thinking, and wenjo knew that it was difficult to persuade her mother with her few words.
As soon as Su Yun left, Wen Chi hugged his head and sighed, "what's the age of all these people? Why are their thoughts so old?"
Wenjo hit him on the head: "mom has mom's worries."
"What about that?"
Wenqiao took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Fu Nanli: "there's an urgent need in the world. Do you have time to come to my home?"
Dinner is ready, and the family including uncle Ji sit around the table. Ji Mingyuan is standing on the side of the children. However, he can't express his position. He can only make a casual remark. After all, he is afraid of Su Yun's anger.
Fu Nanli came to join them and sat down at the table. It was even more crowded.
On the way, wenjo sent him a message, which roughly meant that he would be a lobbyist to persuade her mother to agree to his brother's joining the club.
Master Fu is helpless. Is he a man of eloquence? Does the little girl think highly of him?
He has always been in Dongchuan or Zhonghuan. He only needs to give orders, and others will follow suit. But now he is facing her mother, who can't use an imperative tone.
The little girl can give him a real problem.
After Fu Nanli came, he didn't speak directly. He just ate in silence with them.
Wenjo was in a hurry and pinched his hand under the table.
How did the man eat it? Forget the purpose of his trip?
Fu Nanli saw her impatient, and finally opened his mouth: "about Wen late into the club."
The ears of all the people stood up.
"Nowadays, the e-sports industry is very mature. The domestic start-up is later than that of South Korea and European and American countries, but there are also many talented children. In the past few years, almost all of them participated in the competition, and watched the competitors from other countries stand on the champion's podium."
Fu Nanli was invited to be a lobbyist. He checked some information on the way. He never fought unprepared battles.
He opened some pictures on his mobile phone and handed them to Su Yun: "take a look. These are the pictures of Chinese players watching others receive prizes three or four years ago."
The loneliness and desire in the eyes can be seen at a glance.
Others stand on the podium to hold the cup, glory, flowers and applause from all directions, but they can only stand in the corner of no one's attention, eager to see all this.
This kind of look is really moving.
Su Yun is a little moved.