The King is Difficult [E-sports]

It is said that it was a process of breaking free repeatedly.

When people are young, there will almost always be a period of time when they want to resist the control of their parents.

But in the face of such resistance, parents will naturally not compromise easily. After all, there are too many harms and traps in this world that their young children have never seen before, and some roads cannot be turned back after they have gone. They want Children try to avoid risks as much as possible - because they are too different, they will only live a very tired life.

Such contradictions always seem too strong to be reconciled, but in fact, as long as one day, the children grow up and the parents are old, it is only a matter of time before it is forgotten.

It's just that Ye Qingcheng is different from other children. He grows up, but he still doesn't give in. Teacher Ye is also different from others. He is old, but he won't suddenly miss his children from far away like other parents. , I don't want to care about anything else.

So the two of them extended the tug-of-war between other fathers and sons, which would only last for such a period of time, to the point where there was no end in sight.

"Even if uncle thinks that he has failed in education, he shouldn't say it with such an attitude of criticizing Qingcheng." Amid the slightly spicy aroma of the food, Xiao Cun poked the rice in the bowl and said, "And it's still in front of me." Face to face with my boyfriend."

"..." Teacher Ye was obviously taken aback by his words: "You...boyfriend?"

Xiao Cun casually pointed at Xing Yi: "He."

There was a little panic in Mrs. Ye's always serious eyes before, and then, after glaring at them, he muttered "I don't understand you young people" as if he didn't want to see something dirty, and quickly frowned and looked away .

After a while, he glanced at Ye Qingcheng while eating the vegetables, his expression was displeased again, and he said: "It's really my problem that I can give birth to such a son who can fail the middle school exam."

These words undoubtedly reminded Ye Qingcheng of the scene when he was beaten by his father for his poor grades, so he could only lower his head and pretend to drink water, but Xiao Cun bit his chopsticks and continued: "I also think...but playing games is the same as reading, if you want to To be at the top requires not only hard work, but also high talent, so the talent for playing games is definitely hidden in my uncle's genes, otherwise Qingcheng is at most like a second-rate player like me, it is impossible to be famous in the e-sports circle at the age of 19 and earn money If video games were developed 30 years earlier, Uncle might also be an e-sports player.”

The remaining three people were all stunned by his words, Teacher Ye finally couldn't help but look up at him, but he was not afraid of the middle-aged man's steady eyes, and nodded with some reason and continued to eat, like agreeing with one's point of view.

"...You mean it's all my problem?" Teacher Ye probably felt that this young man was a bit different, and wanted to persuade Xiao Cun in turn: "When he gave up his studies at the age of 17 and had to leave Wuhan, I would After beating him, he didn't lose a penny of living expenses. Since he rebelled back then, has he ever thought about his parents' feelings? Could it be that his parents owe him?"

When this topic started, Mrs. Ye had a kind of stubbornness that would never allow others to be more reasonable than herself, but Xiao Cun didn't even hesitate: "That's right, parents are inherently indebted to their children."

Under the bright light, Xing Yi had to open his mouth slightly to look at Mr. Ye secretly. The other party seemed a little surprised, but Xiao Cun said while eating: "You have to be responsible when you are born, and you should take care of your own cubs. It's animal nature. Qingcheng is not going to break the law, and he is not filial if he is so obedient in other things, uncle should give him living expenses."

"...You," Teacher Ye put down the chopsticks, gradually began to interrogate, and seemed to be sure that Xiao Cun's elders would not have any good education: "—Which school did your father graduate from, and what did he do?"

"Huh?" Xiao Cun replied while eating: "...So he graduated from Wuhan University in your place. He studied hydraulic engineering, but now he is in business."

Teacher Ye is naturally familiar with the name of this university, so that he has no way to refute how Xiao Cun was indoctrinated with these "uneducated" fallacies. Xing Yi also understood, and was thinking about Xiao Cun with a suppressed smile I usually don't like to talk to other people, but I don't hesitate to talk to my parents. The other party continued: "Do you think that other people can only get into a good university after studying hard for ten years, but e-sports players can just play games casually?" Being famous and making money is speculation and taking shortcuts, so uncle is unwilling to admit Qingcheng's success, otherwise it will appear that he was wrong at the beginning?"

Mr. Ye may rarely see a younger generation talking to him like this, so his face turned a little pale, but Xiao Cun confronted him: "If you really want to say that, then all sports are like this—— Anyway, it’s all about delaying your studies and playing games, right?”

Xing Yi booed from the side, "Yes, if it weren't for the fact that I'm only 1.8 meters, I should have dominated the NBA now." Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Cun grabbed his wrist: "... Uncle, we also have to work hard from morning to night For training, you can see that Team Xing's wrist is injured because of this."

"Pain, pain——" Xing Yi clenched his eyes and eyebrows cooperatively, and took advantage of the opportunity to show Teacher Ye the purple blood vessels and several pinholes under the obviously white skin on the side of his wrist, and then said to Xiao Cun: " I'm still preparing for the return of the king to dominate the LPL, please be gentle with me."

Teacher Ye looked at the two of them, and he seemed to care more about Xiao Cun's ambiguous grasp of Xing Yi's wrist than Xing Yi's hand injury. After coughing twice, he nodded his chopsticks: "Whatever you say, the game He is not qualified to compare with other competitions."

However, after Xiao Cun let go of Xing Yi, he still didn't understand: "Why not? During the Asian Indoor Games a few years ago, e-sports competitions were included. You can say that other sports originated earlier than e-sports, and some events are more brain-intensive. , more thoughtful, this is normal, but this does not mean that e-sports is meaningless, there are many ways to appreciate sports games."

Teacher Ye smiled, probably never met such a difficult student: "Some sports at least represent a kind of culture, what about games? What if you win the game? What's the point?"

He seemed to be determined, but Xiao Cun replied: "What is the meaning of other sports, what is the meaning of e-sports. The biggest meaning of competitive games is that winning can make people feel good, no more. A few athletes think The most important thing is to inherit the culture? They always want to win when they win, and want to win even more when they lose. The pursuit of this feeling has never stopped since ancient times. E-sports is just a new model developed in these years. The one in your community A person in his 30s who still plays games and is supported by his wife is just avoiding his responsibilities—even if he is banned from playing games, he will still lie at home and sleep, which has nothing to do with what Qingcheng is doing.”

Under the light, Mrs. Ye's eyes under the lens became darker, and then he replied to Xiao Cun: "...It's all sophistry. I've heard that your circle is chaotic, and I believe no parent dares to agree with it. ideal."

"Then you should have heard of many sports stars recruiting/prostitutes and taking/drugs." Xiao Cun looked at him: "Whether you agree or not, Qingcheng has never done bad things, he is as upright as his brother -"

Then, Xiao Cun glanced at Ye Qingcheng, and his breathing was not so calm: "Besides...before you gave birth, if you didn't even think about whether you can accept the child's poor grades, which are easy to consider, then It's too hasty."

But when it comes to this, Teacher Ye showed obvious anger for the first time, and put down his chopsticks, and replied: "Then what if he comes to play games but can't be famous?! Did I think wrong for him? When the time comes For the rest of my life, I will only be ridiculed by others!"

This movement made Ye Qingcheng look up at his father, but he didn't dare to speak. Seeing that the situation was not good, Xing Yi hurriedly pulled Xiao Cun and said, "Oh, yes, uncle is also worried about Qingcheng." Xiao Cun lowered his eyes and looked at him at a loss. The edge of the table finally fell silent, but when Teacher Ye turned his gaze and ordered "eat vegetables", Xiao Cun still turned over the half-empty bowl and asked, "Then... Uncle, can you answer my question first."

Teacher Ye chewed the vegetables between his mouth, and replied slowly: "You say."

A low air pressure filled the room, Xiao Cun still looked at his bowl and spoke.

"Think about the disadvantages you said, if... Qingcheng finished high school according to your safe arrangement, and relied on his own efforts to go to an unknown major, or second, third, junior college, or even Maybe you only got [-]-[-] points in the test. Can uncle see his son’s sacrifice of talent, hold a banquet for him to go to school, and tell everyone that he has finished high school and is an obedient and hard-working boy, which is your pride? Or... Can you still guarantee that when he normally earns a salary of several thousand yuan and can not ruin his life as you said, you will not feel that he has lost anyone's face and is inferior to his brother and other children? "

So under the extremely warm light, Teacher Ye looked at Xiao Cun coldly with the eyes under his gradually frowning brows, and didn't answer for a long time.

The author has something to say: it's not the point, Baishen is just bragging, he doesn't have 1.8 meters (

The main story should be finished within three chapters~(