She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"You have good skills and quick reactions."

Yan Zhan also took off his headphones and glanced at Ming Yu indifferently.

I wasn't angry at his groundless accusations.

Ming Yu curled his lips: "Uncle Yan, it's too insincere to praise others after you win."

The skills he was proud of were shattered in seconds by Yan Zhan. The boy felt unconvinced, but he was more of a recognition and admiration for the strong man.

He didn't know how Yan Zhan did it, but he had heard from his grandfather that Yan Zhan was an expert in computers.

Ming Yu had an idea. If he had to study, he would choose computer science as his major in college!

Apparently, he had forgotten that his previous dream was to be a rock singer.

Who says only women are fickle? Men are also very fickle.

"The only thing you lack is awareness." Yan Zhan didn't care about his dissatisfaction, but pointed out his shortcomings.

Lack of awareness?

Ming Yu thought carefully and recalled that when they were fighting just now, it seemed that Yan Zhan could accurately predict the position of the bullet every time and then cleverly avoid it.

Not only that, Yan Zhan could also predict his location, so that his hiding would be exposed under Yan Zhan's conscious judgment.

Manshu was also watching carefully from the side. When the two of them were playing the game, Yan Zhan relied purely on prediction. However, his shooting skills were also very accurate, and each shot was not fired randomly.

"Uncle San, what you mean is that as long as Mingyu improves his awareness, he can indeed become a professional player?"

Manshu remembers that e-sports will indeed be chosen as a career by many young people in the future, the e-sports industry will flourish, and e-sports will also bring glory to the country.

So, she is not opposed to this industry.

"He has potential, but..."

Yan Zhan paused for a moment, and everyone's attention was on him.

Old Master Ming didn't know what to say. He wanted Yan Zhan to crush his own grandson and give him a good beating so that he would know how dangerous society is.

But this beating actually gave him confidence.

Look at what Yan Zhan said, why does it sound like he is encouraging Xiao Ming?

“But what?” Ming Yu’s heart moved. He has this potential. Does that mean he can work towards this direction in the future?

Uncle Yan is indeed his idol. He is not as rigid and stubborn as his grandfather and his parents.

"It will be very hard to make e-sports a career. Can you persist in boring practice day after day?"

It’s not that Yan Zhan looks down on Ming Yu, but many people play this game out of interest at the beginning.

But when a hobby becomes a career, people will regard it as a burden.

Practicing the same movement every day and achieving 99% accuracy is not something that can be supported by interest alone.

"Of course!" Ming Yu's eyes lit up, which was very different from his usual nonchalant and indifferent appearance.

Mr. Ming also discovered this.

He sighed in his heart and couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water on his grandson: "Okay, you have already lost to A Zhan, now obey the bet and go to school tomorrow!"

"Do you want to transfer to Yingcai?" Manshu looked at Mingyu.

She didn’t know whether Mingyu’s grades were good or not, but he was good-looking.

I wonder how many girls’ youth will be wasted by boys like this in school.

The teachers might also have a headache when they see him.

"Yes, I'll transfer to your school and be in the same class with you and Siyu. What do you think, Manshu?" Elder Ming's eyes lit up.

It can be seen that Manshu is more stable than his own grandson. With her watching over him at school, he is not afraid that Mingyu will cause any trouble.