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Those who should read will still read.

"In addition, I would like to take this opportunity to advise all parents to look at this new and different era and keep looking at video games.

Not every child is talented in reading.

.But he has outstanding talents in other fields. "

"The college entrance examination is an opportunity to change fate, but those who have game talent

Well, owning e-sports is often not a chance to change one's destiny. "

"The formalization of the e-sports industry is the general trend, and those who love competitive games and are willing to fight for life will continue to follow.

Such a stage, a fair stage, Hongmeng Pan Entertainment intends to create for you. "

As Qin Yan spoke, he started operating again on the virtual screen, and turned his gaze to the thoughtful parents behind the crowd.

"Go back to the previous question. Do games delay children who are suitable for reading? My answer is, yes"

There was another commotion below.

Qin

Yan Huafeng changed his mind, "But if someone has a serious understanding of the Hongmeng game platform, they will find out. As early as January 15 this year, the platform has launched very strict anti-addiction measures.

Especially for minors. We strictly limit the time he spends online.

Qin Yan's figure gradually changed, and he said angrily, "Besides, I want to emphasize one more point here.

In today's Internet age. Some parents see the internet as a scourge and video games as mental poison

Video games themselves are not poison it's you who don't know your kids' minds,.. don't know their dreams

Xiangyi doesn't know what they want.

What you think, you have to desperately stuff it for your children if you think it is good.

It is because of this that Cha Wu makes your children deviant and addicted to games. The decline in grades is all your own."

Qin Yan pointed to the parent who was holding a sign and growled angrily, "I still have a few videos here, you can watch them yourself."

A video appeared on the virtual screen 1 in front of Qin Wen.

content displayed on the screen. It's like a closed regiment-style school. I'll buy boys and girls wearing military training uniforms tomorrow.

Some

The "coach" wearing a black uniform was holding a military stick and was beating a girl in the middle continuously.

The girl looks bald but her face is covered with bruises. After a year of pain, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, she is about the same size as the children of these parents at the scene

As the army sticks fell, one after another, there was a solid sound of beating, as if hitting the hearts of all the parents and parents at the scene

"This, this...: Whose family's child is this, why did you beat her?"

"My God. Whose family is this? Don't your parents feel distressed when they see it?"

"It's too pathetic

Alright. "

There was a lot of discussion around.

Suddenly. A middle-aged woman's scream came from the back of the hall: "Ah! Jinlan, that's my daughter, two_"

Followed by another cry

Everyone looked back in astonishment, only to see a middle-aged woman in her forties who was close to Wutu, looking at the picture on the screen with a broken expression.

Next to her was a middle-aged man with a shocked and painful expression, "Here, my daughter is addicted to the Internet, and I sent her to quit the Internet addiction." How can they beat someone?"

The middle-aged man roared. Trembling, he took out his mobile phone to carry the battery

talk. _The cold words continued: "Now I know I'm crying, I'm in a hurry. Why did you go earlier? Liu Donglai, Wang Xiaoli!"

The picture on the screen changes. A head portrait of a beautiful girl with a bright smile appeared. On the right is posted: a certificate of honor representing honor.

Qin Yan looked at the camera. He said with a sad tone, "Liu Jinlan. A student in Class 2 and 5 of Senior Middle School in Kyoto No. 10. He has excellent grades since he was a child. He is lively, cheerful, and willing to help others. His grades have always been among the top three in his grade.

Just three months ago, she suddenly fell in love with a game called Glory of Kings. lead to a decline in performance. Fighting against parents and finally being tricked into online rehabilitation center

. "

"If I only stop here. Then there must be countless people who will scold Hongmeng_but is it really because of a game? Can a game make a good girl like this?_"

There was a complete silence, only the heart-piercing cry of the middle-aged woman Wang Xiaoli came from behind.

All eyes. The golden capital fell on Qin Yan. Waiting for his next words.

"The reason is because Liu Jinlan has a good father. His name is Liu Donglai. He gave his daughter's recommended admission to Imperial College in Kyoto...to his boss's daughter."

"Liu Jin

After Lan found out, 2 ran to Liu Donglai's company to go to the interrogation room, and was slapped several times. "

"Since then, Liu Jinlan has changed. She has become quiet. She stays away from the crowd, doesn't study anymore, and plays games online all day long."

- "Of course Liu Donglai doesn't think he's wrong. He just thinks that his daughter has learned badly outside. After exhorting her a few times, they secretly contacted the Addiction Treatment Center."

"Then Wang Xiaoli lied to her daughter, saying she was sick and told her to go home."

"Although Liu Jinlan has already rebelled. After all, she felt sorry for her mother and rushed back from the Internet cafe together. However, welcome

The ones who met her were a group of big men in black. , Let her be forcibly arrested and escorted to the rehabilitation center. "

"It's called rehabilitation, but do you know how they treat these children?"

On the screen, the picture changes again

There appeared a pair of backs that made the scalp tingle.

Electric shock, pouring water, kneeling, slapping, hitting the wall by grabbing hair, beating several people and insulting in public:.

"Let's listen to this phone call again."

In the screen, there is an audio_At the same time, there is a sweet girl's pleading voice.

"dad,