A large amount of funds poured into the e-sports industry and attracted attention. On the surface, it looked like a lot of flowers, but at the same time, countless TV series and short videos also fueled the fire.

However, who can see the misery of those "old" players who have limited talents and silently retired.

He is already an elderly player in his 20s. He can't keep up with his hand speed, can't keep up with his consciousness, and has no attention. He can only retire in disgrace.

They have low education and do not have any skills after retirement. How should they live in the future?

Therefore, Ye Qingqiu firmly does not support his son in entering the e-sports industry.

But the communication between the father and the son is boring and full of gunpowder.

This has been the case since ancient times.

Although Ye Qingqiu is deeply in mind, he can only face this kind of "communication" that makes him embarrassed in life.

Talking reasoning with your son is far more complicated than medical disputes, and even more difficult to communicate than medical disputes. To put it more serious, it is ten times more difficult than communicating with your wife.

In the hospital, Ye Qingqiu can know all the needs of patients and their families. He can control the rhythm, follow the development of the situation, and solve the problems lightly.

Ye Qingqiu has not had such a shocking major medical dispute in 912 for so many years, and Ye Qingqiu has made an indelible contribution.

However, at home, Ye Qingqiu had no choice but to face his son.

He knew what his son was pursuing!

Such an illusory word contains many young people's ideas.

Ye Qingqiu was also young, once full of passion, and had his own dreams.

But after being slapped in life for a long time, he knew that dreams were just dreams.

What can be achieved is called expectation.

What cannot be realized is a dream.

It is not enough to have passion, and you also need unparalleled persistence, belief, and even excellent luck to realize your dreams.

The young people who entered the e-sports industry were so young that they had not even had time to establish their own values.

Ye Qingqiu sighed deeply, and he looked at the picture on the TV in a daze.

It was a game last night, and the team where his son was in was eliminated when he entered 16 to 8.

It's not a final, but just a regional junior event with no online views even 10,000.

The picture is frozen in the scene where the character operated by his son fell to the ground and "dead".

Ye Qingqiu could think of how his opponent cheered at this moment and how sad his son would cry.

His heart stinged.

After being trapped in life for a long time, I saw more and more separations of life and death, and Ye Qingqiu gradually became numb and indifferent.

Only when facing his own blood-born son, he will become more vivid.

He lit another cigarette, looked at the TV screen silently, and guessed his son's inner activities in his heart.

One year ago, the father and son had an in-depth exchange.

In the end, Ye Qingqiu compromised because it was his son and because he had a heart to fight for his dreams.

If you are young, you should be frivolous. Give him a chance to indulge him. This is what Ye Qingqiu comforts himself.

In a year, if he can play his name in the newly emerging professional league and become the top players, Ye Qingqiu will support his son to continue.

If it doesn't work, then come back and reread it, and take the ordinary but relatively safe path.

After getting his consent, Ye Qingqiu could feel the enthusiasm bursting out from his son's body.

He trained day and night, and didn't even have time to eat a serious meal.

Ye Qingqiu was silently paying attention, but he felt a little distressed when he saw his son just eating some fast food such as hamburgers during the intervals of training.

But it's okay, only for this year.

Last night's game, the agreement between father and son had an answer.

Leaving the e-sports industry and returning to tradition is Ye Qingqiu's bottom line.

only……

Can my son agree?

He didn't go to the airport to pick him up, his lover went there.

Communication between mother and son may be smoother, Ye Qingqiu thought to himself.

The sound of the elevator came faintly, and Ye Qingqiu felt his heartbeat faster. Even when facing the most professional medical quarrel, he had never been so nervous.

After all, blood is thicker than water, and he knows what his son will think and do.

He would not give up, his stubbornness was like he was when he was young.

The door opened and the sound of changing shoes came. Ye Qingqiu didn't look back, but he could hear the sound of changing shoes pausing slightly.

This is the TV screen that my son saw.

Ye Qingqiu took a deep breath of cigarette, and the smoke was shrouded in the smoke. From the corner of his eyes, he saw his son entering his room directly.

Not even a greeting.

After a few minutes, Ye Qingqiu looked at his lover.

She shook her head with a sad face, indicating that her son was in a bad mood.

Ye Qingqiu extinguished the smoke, walked outside his son's room, and knocked on the door.

Respect is a must, but sometimes, you must have your own bottom line when doing things.

After knocking on the door, Ye Qingqiu pushed the door open and went in.

He saw his son sitting on the bed with a confused look on his face, feeling lost.

"Failed." Ye Qingqiu tried his best to speak in a plain tone.

"Then come back as agreed." He continued, "It doesn't matter if you fail. You are still young and have the opportunity to keep trying and making mistakes until you find the best path for you."

"No!"

The young man made a stubborn voice.

"Do you want to go back on your word? Last year, we had an agreement." Ye Qingqiu's tone had become stern.

"What I can qualify is just a mistake! It's just a mistake!"

Ye Qingqiu looked at his son and felt mixed feelings. A mistake? If you have to face more mistakes in this life, many of them will make you doomed.

Ye Qingqiu didn't say this, but he felt distressed when he looked at his son's slightly thin face.

After working hard for a year, I still failed. The reason for the failure is definitely not the seemingly trivial mistake, but the gap in strength.

It would not be a coincidence that I wanted to reach the top and become the person standing on the top of the pyramid with my head held high.

That is a necessity, a complex of hard work, struggle, talent and luck.

It’s just that my son doesn’t understand this.

...

Ye Qingqiu's lover stood outside the door nervously, listening to the quarrel between father and son. His son was talking about his dreams hysterically, while Ye Qingqiu was calmly talking about the facts.

She knew that Lao Ye's emotions were also broken, otherwise she would never say this when her son was not in a stable mood.

Twenty minutes passed and the quarrel became more and more intense.

There was a crisp "bang", and then there seemed to be a heavy object in the room. Ye Qingqiu's lover rushed in.

The son sat on the ground in a daze, his hands waving in front of him in panic.

"son……"
Chapter completed!