Yao sister is actually a wild king

Zhou Yi'an was stunned.

The takeaway is no longer good, the phone is not good to look at, and the sun in my heart has also set.

It's 05:30 now, there are two hours and 10 minutes left before [-]:[-], what should he do?

Play games?

No, not in the mood at all.

watching drama?

No, not in the mood.

He scratched his head, anxious and irritable.

The joy of the game seems to be in a dream.

When I woke up, it was reality.

When Zhou Yuntian drove over and called to inform, Zhou Yi'an had already had his first meal of the day for two hours.

He is now rushing to eat his second meal of the day.

"People look like dogs."

Zhou Yuntian glanced at Zhou Yi'an who had changed his clothes again, and commented.

"Miao Zan, brother, you too." Zhou Yi'an put on his seat belt, with a serious expression as if he was about to carry out an execution.

Zhou Yuntian is twenty-seven this year. On the surface, he is an unreasonable and unreasonable boss. In fact, he is about to become an old mother because of the intermittent Shen Jingbing's younger brother and countless jobs. He is so busy every day that he can't wait to become an octopus. .

He looked at Zhou Yi'an's appearance as a salted fish, and within 5 minutes of holding it, he opened his mouth: "You don't live in a vacuum, and you're not shameless, so eating a meal is like killing you."

Zhou Yi'an muttered for a while, not bothering to chat with him, and turned sideways to look out the window.

Zhou Yuntian didn't speak much, but once he spoke, he couldn't stop: "Shut up, I know what you want to say. Yes, you always feel that nothing has anything to do with you, you don't want to care about anything, everything is troublesome, you just If you want to only play games every day, what will you do in the future?"

"You are not yet [-], and you don't take advantage of such good resources and platforms. You are a man with hands and feet. Who will support you for the rest of your life?"

Zhou Yi'an: "You."

Zhou Yuntian laughed angrily at his unreasonable yet strong look: "Why should I support you for the rest of my life? You are not my son. If you were my son, I would have thrown you out and grown up on my own, and you are still here with me every day. I'm squeaking."

Zhou Yi'an stared at him for a while, seeing that the man still had a frosty face, lowered his head, flattened his mouth, and was extremely wronged: "I don't want to spend any money, and I don't have any grand goals. I'm so easy to raise...I Even if you spend two hours a day helping others play games, you can earn tens of thousands of dollars a month.”

"...I'm enough to support myself. I obviously don't want anything. You and your father forced me to do this and that. It's all your pursuit and lifestyle, and it's not mine...others I haven't even gone to college at my age."

Zhou Yuntian is gone.

If it was a simple younger brother who grew up watching him, then he probably hated each other 800 years ago, so he didn't bother to care about it.

Throw it out for a workout, give a little money every month, do what you like, and be a person without breaking the law or starving to death.

But this younger brother Shen Jingbing always became like a younger sister from time to time, which made Zhou Yuntian hard to be cruel.

His tone softened unconsciously: "Games cannot be played for a lifetime... Especially mobile games, the life cycle is too short, and the dynasty changes quickly."

"You are young now, and you are doing well. When you grow older, more and younger people will emerge, so what will you do?"

Zhou Yi'an had heard these words many times, and he knew them better than anyone else.

When the popularity of the game drops, you can change the game, but after the peak period of a person, it is difficult to maintain the past.

So many professional players are getting old, and their hand speed and reaction ability have declined with time, so they can only switch to coaches or entertainment anchors.

What's even more difficult is that this industry cake is getting bigger and bigger, and the fragrance attracts countless young people with dreams to plunge into this vast ocean, and they are bound to find their own pearls.

— but most people have trouble splashing.

The professional players or anchors that can be remembered are only the most outstanding group of people, and the rest are at the bottom, looking up and waiting for the opportunity to come.

Not to mention that many people have never even heard of e-sports.

The car was speeding all the way, and the atmosphere froze.

Zhou Yuntian looked serious on the surface, but he gradually began to worry in his heart, thinking over and over whether he was speaking too loudly.

After all, my younger brother is still young, not 20 years old.

——There are so many people in their thirties who have achieved nothing and are still supported by their parents.

The character is also sensitive and careful.

——It’s easy to think too much, what if he thinks I want to dominate him.

It is normal for young people to have their own thoughts and wishes, otherwise how can they be called young people?

——The junior of the Zhang family wanted to go abroad to learn singing and dancing to make his debut, didn't his father beat him to death?The kid from the Zhao family clamored to become a well-known anchor. Didn't his mother tell him to go home for dinner during the Chinese New Year?

Finally, Zhou Yi'an said softly: "Brother, that's for the future."

"Anyway, I am still young. I still have many opportunities to try. I have many choices. Why not try it now? After all, I am so lucky. If I don’t do it, I’m afraid I won’t dare in the future.”

Zhou Yuntian heaved a sigh of relief secretly, and went down the steps: "Do you have an idea?"

"There is a prototype."

"That's fine, since you've made up your mind, it's up to you. As your brother, I still hope that you live a happy life. There's no need to ask for so much. After all, people live their lives for themselves. .”

Zhou Yuntian said: "I can buy you a year, and I will work with your father."

Zhou Yi'an immediately smiled brightly: "Brother, you are so kind."

"Oh?" Zhou Yuntian raised his eyebrows, "The last time I called you at eight o'clock in the morning to wake you up, that's not what you said."

Zhou Yi'an had a cute face.

"Any plans?"

"nothing now..."

"You will always be like this." Zhou Yuntian frowned, "Forget it, I don't bother with your own affairs, you spend two days a week to come to the company to be my assistant, and you won't arrange any big things for you. Just watch what other people do."

"Okay—ba." Zhou Yi'an raised his tone. "What about the school?"

"You can apply to find a place for internship by yourself. You have to ask me?" Zhou Yuntian stepped on the brake and pressed the handbrake. "Here we are, get off!"

Looking at the man's tall and straight back, Zhou Yi'an couldn't tell what it felt like.

He unlocked the lock screen of his phone, looked at the screen and lowered his eyes.

His cell phone wallpaper hasn't been changed for many years. At first glance, it looks blank. In fact, when you slide the blocked icon, you can find that it is actually a screenshot of a WeChat chat.

The avatar and remarks were cut off, leaving only two messages with neither reply nor follow-up.

Just two sentences, in a hurry, without beginning or end:

[We have always loved you. 】

【In the future, more people will love you. 】

Zhou Yi'an rubbed the screen with a soft heart.

"Zhou Yi'an, hurry up! It's been a while, everyone has arrived."

"I'm coming."