She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Yan Zhan nodded towards Ming Yu and asked hesitantly, "You don't have to go to school?"

When he saw Mingyu, he naturally thought of Manshu.

Mingyu should be about the same age as Manshu.

Ming Yu's face froze when he was asked by Yan Zhan.

Uncle Yan is always talking about things that are not related to the topic.

He came here just to avoid going to school.

He is different from people like Chen Yuting who can get high scores even if they sleep every day.

Mingyu is a complete boy who hates studying.

He once wanted to drop out of school to play e-sports, but his father chased him across three blocks holding his slippers.

Ming's father couldn't control his son, so he threw him to his father.

On the surface, I came here to take care of the old man, but in fact, I just don't want to see him jumping around every day.

"Azhan is here?" Ming Huazhang heard this and he first leaned over to look at Yan Zhan.

Then he had an idea: "I was just wondering what to do with this kid. He wants to play in a professional game. With his level, who can he beat?"

With a family like the Ming family, Ming Yu, as the youngest grandson, can of course do whatever he wants.

The dividends from the family alone would be enough for him to live on for several lifetimes.

However, which parent doesn’t want their children to be positive?

In this era, e-sports is not recognized at all, and parents even try every means to send their children to schools to quit internet addiction.

They hate to see their children addicted to online games.

"Ah Zhan, I heard that you are an expert in computers. How are you at playing games? Help me teach this kid a lesson!"

Ming Huazhang had long wanted to ask Yan Zhan for help in teaching his grandson a lesson.

It’s just that Yan Zhan was too busy before and couldn’t spare the time.

Well, we ran into each other today.

"Grandpa, please don't make things difficult for Uncle Yan. Being a computer expert doesn't necessarily mean he is an expert at games." When it comes to playing computer, Ming Yu may not be able to catch up with Yan Zhan.

But if it's just about playing games, he still has the confidence.

He thought Yan Zhan would refuse, because someone as rigorous as Yan Zhan might not know how to play games at all.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhan nodded: "Okay."

"Uncle Yan, are you really good at playing games?" Ming Yu was a little curious. He put his baseball cap on his head backwards and put the headphones around his neck. He almost thought he had heard it wrong.

"Beating you is enough." Yan Zhan didn't take the child seriously.

Ming Yu was also a person who refused to admit defeat: "Uncle Yan, if you really want to fight me, don't blame me for not giving you face. I can't possibly give in to you just because you are my elder."

Ming Huazhang glanced at Yan Zhan, then at his grandson: "How about this, Xiao Ming, if you win, grandpa will agree to let you become an e-sports player. If you lose, just go to school and attend classes obediently."

"It's just right. The senior year of high school has just started for a month. You can go to Manshu's school for interpretation, and return to the capital to take the college entrance examination. As long as you can pass the undergraduate entrance examination, even if you apply for a leave of absence to play in the competition, grandpa will cover it for you."

Ming Huazhang has made up his mind to educate his grandson.

The youngest is the most favored. It must be said that the whole family loves Mingyu very much, which also led to him developing such a whimsical personality.

"Grandpa, you said it!" Ming Yu's eyes lit up. For freedom, he confronted Yan Zhan!

Yan Zhan agreed to help Mr. Ming educate the naughty child, and then looked at Mr. Yan.

"You canceled the press conference?" Originally, the old man was going to attend the press conference in person to prove that the two children had been swapped. The press conference time was almost up, but there was no sign of him yet.

"It's not cancelled. I just picked a good location for the press conference." Old Master Yan pointed to the ward and said, "What do you think of holding the press conference here?"