To play is to win!

On impulse, Su Wenle decided to give it a try.

With just one thought, the whole person becomes extraordinarily different.

Go back to the classroom, pick up the pen, think carefully, and start writing.

Xie Qi poked his head to look, and suddenly felt that Su Wenle was besieged.

Career plans, future goals, reasons.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Incredibly motivated, to be able to take a career planning class.

"I'll talk about it later." Su Wenle lowered his head and continued writing.

Su Wenle didn't finish writing until after class.

Xie Qi was curious to death.

Su Wenle didn't really stop writing until another class was over.

"Xie Qi, you are more experienced, help me to see." He looked at the fruits of his labor and felt a sense of accomplishment.

It seems that I have worked hard to complete the homework without learning from it.

Xie Qi took the notebook, and there were countless places crossed out, but the content was very simple.

Career planning: spend one year working on a career, trying to find a different future development path.

Future goal: to win the championship.

Reason: Studying is not suitable for me, and getting a diploma is also a mess, I want to live a little less messy.

It was written in a mess, and it was all Su Wenle's initial thoughts.

"Although your theory is enough, they don't like it." Xie Qi looked at it and probably understood that he wanted to persuade the parents to let him go. "You need to be more practical."

"What practical?"

Xie Qi snapped his fingers, very handsome, "Money. How much does ms give?"

"fifty thousand."

"Less." Xie Qi sighed, "It would be easier if it was 50."

"...Are you crazy, half a million?"

Su Wenle doesn't know the employment situation outside, but 50 is absolutely impossible.

Even if you tell a success story every day with a million annual salary, you will be one of the lucky ones.

"50, do you think it's less?" Xie Qi had no choice but to popularize his knowledge with this e-sports rookie, "Like ms...forget it, I'll still say I'm a male voter. In a team like our bf, the basic salary of the starting players is at least 20." [-] a year, not counting bonuses, sponsorships, and extra share. Why, because their lifespan is short, and their careers are only two or three years, they have to start thinking about retirement and transition."

Xie Qi poked and poked with his mobile phone, and said: "Plus the parents are prejudiced against e-sports, what kind of Internet addicted teenagers, playing games all day long, not doing business, dropping out of school, these add up, you are not much Earn some money, how can you convince your parents? Well, I found it, you see."

As soon as Su Wenle looked up, he saw the page on Xie Qi's phone screen.

——"E-sports Dream Destroyed by Electric Shock"

Su Wenle: ...

Xie Qi said with a solemn tone, "My friend, a course of treatment is 50 yuan. If you don't say you can earn [-] yuan, you may be about to go in."

"Don't scare me, my mother is not this kind of person."

"Where's your dad?"

Su Wenle thought about his busy father, who was sent out on business trips every three days, and what cared most about him was how well he studied and how many points he got in the test.

...It's really a bit of learning-only theory.

He was a little flustered, he said: "Let me ask my mother first, my mother still supports me in playing games."

When he was the most obsessed, he was only asked to go out for two steps every game, eat some fruit and drink some water, without saying that he would not let him play.

"It's not the same." Xie Qi elbowed him, "You are giving up studying to play games, and you are not mainly studying and playing games. I think you should talk to the MS people, can you pay more? Make it up, get a 80 million one, it sounds good and looks good."

"Forget it..." Su Wenle felt that talking about money was too practical and not suitable for him, "I'll think about it again."

Su Wenle looked at the paper and thought about life.

He takes a break from school for a year or two, turns a corner to see other scenery, and if the scenery is not good and comes back, he doesn't think there is any loss.

Anyway, in class, I listen to the bible and wander around.

I didn't learn advanced knowledge and wasted a lot of time.

Su Wenle has been seriously thinking about whether to add some "dreams" along the way.

In order to win the championship, for the e-sports dream, and to stand on the international stage.

Su Wenle didn't have personal experience, so he knew how to make it up.

He imagined himself to be Guan Hong over and over again.

Facing problematic teams and failure records, the desire and pursuit of victory is still burning in my heart, and I smile at the future.

Su Wenle went to think this way, and felt even more sad.

What kind of inspirational story is it that makes Guan Hong pay so much.

His thinking went further and further, and as soon as he opened the door, he heard a sound.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"Cooking."

Su Wenle felt that it was a little early today, he took off his shoes and walked inside, and unexpectedly heard his father's voice.

"You can't do this, the meat is too thick." His father disliked it very much.

"Then cut it again."

"It's not convenient for me to cut!"

"Then shut up."

Su's father's position was as stable as ever, and Su Wenle walked in with a smirk.

The kitchen was full of three people, Su Wenle and his father were watching the battle.

Su Ma contracted the food for the family, and the other two waited empty-handed.

"Dad, what's wrong with your hands?!" Su Wenle took a look, and found that his father was really inconvenient to cut meat, and his fingers were wrapped in gauze.

I haven't seen each other for a week, and they are all injured patients when they come back.

"Caught by the door." Father Su didn't want to speak, feeling bitter.

The old mother, who was busy cooking, laughed out loud. She said, "Your dad's forehead was pinched. During the earthquake, his colleagues pushed him away, and he still pinched his hand."

"Earthquake?" Su Wenle was not as calm as her mother, "Where did the earthquake happen? Is it dangerous?"

When his son greeted him, Su's father almost burst into tears.

He said: "Lele still knows how to care about my father. I was laughed at by your mother several times when I came back. It was no big deal. It was a small earthquake. My colleagues pushed me away, but when the door was closed, I pushed. arrive."

In the chaos of war, accidents are inevitable, and his father is just unlucky.

Fortunately, the injury was not too serious, and I went to the hospital to see it. I wrapped it in gauze to let me pay attention to self-cultivation, not to get wet, and got sick leave by the way.

Su Wenle asked about his health, whether he was thirsty, whether he wanted to drink water, beat his back and squeezed his legs from the earthquake level.

His father smiled happily and said that it was not in vain.

"Is he raised by you?" Seeing him smiling smugly, Su Ma sneered, "Obviously I raised him."

Su's mother's authority is unquestionable, Su's father quickly nodded in agreement, and immediately took the bowl and chopsticks, ready to eat.

"I'll come, I'll come." Su Wenle took over the important task and let the patient rest well.

His parents have always had a good relationship, his mother said what he said, and his father fully supported him.

Su Wenle felt that it was still necessary to start testing from her mother.

The dinner was very sumptuous, it seemed to celebrate his father's recuperation, adding a vegetable and a soup.

Although Su Ma's words are disgusting, her actions are still full of love.

Picking up vegetables and taking soup, Su Dad was so concerned about it that Su Dae was at a loss.

Su Wenle buried his head in eating, his mind was full of big things.

When dinner was over, he said, "Mom and Dad, please accompany me to wash the dishes."

Mom is in charge of cooking, he is in charge of washing dishes, and his father is in charge of eating.

It was rare for Su Wenle to say that he wanted someone to accompany him, and both elders agreed.

Su Wenle is very skilled in washing dishes.

He said while washing, "Mom, what do you think of me playing games?"

"Amazing." His mother was playing with her mobile phone, while his father was sitting on guard with a stool.

"Then how about I go to play professionally?"

"What occupation?" Su's mother finally raised her head, her tone a little alert.

Su Wenle was a little flustered with the detergent bubbles in his hand, pretending to be calm, and said, "That's right, a profession that makes a living out of games."

Su's mother still didn't understand, "Do you want to do game marketing in the future?"

Su Wenle's major has something to do with game marketing.

It is reasonable for her to guess like this.

It would be great if it was really game marketing, Su Wenle thought, but it's a pity that it's too far away.

He said: "I am a game player, playing games every day for a living."

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, and even the sound of his father playing match [-] was only the bgm thinking about it.

Su Wenle felt numbness in his back, touched the bubble on his hand, and turned his head to look.

His mother stared at him, his father stared at him.

The eyes look like they are about to be interrogated.

It's over, he thought.

After making a lot of career plans and visions for the future, he just said that he played games for a living, and it was all over.

"Well, can I repeat the opening line?"

Su's mother lifted her chin, "Say."

One word made Su Wenle's hairs stand on end.

Su Wenle quickly replied: "You guys sit down for a while, I'll talk about it after I wash the dishes."

He didn't dare to talk anymore.

Su's mother looked very serious, much like the parents in the news that Xie Qi showed him.

Although he was going to a place with Teacher Yang, he didn't want this Teacher Yang to be Professor Yang!

After washing a few dishes, Su Wenle was frightened.

I took out my career plan and reviewed it in my mind, and I just wanted to get the vulgar idea of ​​"making money" and "making a lot of money" over and over again.

After Su Wenle washed his hands and wiped them clean, he stood in front of his parents who were waiting in the living room.

Like an elementary school student who makes mistakes and waits to be scolded.

"Tell me what you think." Su's mother said, but Su's father had no right to speak.

Su Wenle said: "I want to play professionally, because I can make a lot of money, which is more useful than wasting time studying."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Su Ma exploded.

"Did we make you feel short of money?" she asked.

Su Wenle has always enjoyed a good living environment. He buys what he wants, and upgrades the computer if it is not well configured. When the ps4 comes out, his father buys it and takes it home.

There are also xbox and switch, his father doesn't play at all, thinking that Su Wenle might like it, he bought them all and piled them up together.

Su Wenle has a special liking for computer games, and bought some simple games for other consoles, trying to teach Su's mother, but in the end they all lost to soap operas.

Standing in the living room, he felt the anger of his parents.

"No." Su Wenle felt that the beginning of the communication was wrong, at least his parents were not like what Xie Qi said.

"Then why do you want to make money?"

They looked at him quietly, even though they were full of incomprehension and even a little angry, they were still willing to wait for him to continue talking.

Su Wenle didn't play professionally to make money.

He doesn't have a clear goal and plan, how can he convince his parents.

Su Wenle scratched his head and said, "Actually, I was just joking just now, let me say it again."

"The game players I mentioned before are professional e-sports players. They use game competitions as their profession. They compete in regular competitions and achieve results. Um... like basketball players or football players."

Su Wenle was not very good at saying these things seriously, and was even a little nervous.

He was not good at speeches or presentations, and he was very nervous.

Fortunately, his parents still listened to him calmly.

I didn't play any of Su Dad's games.

"The game I've been playing recently is Overwatch, and my grades are pretty good. It's in the top [-]. It's one of the top [-] players I've ever played. Actually, I said before that I would go to Gulang Mountain with my classmates... I lied to you."

Su Ma's eyes suddenly became sharp, "Have you learned to lie?!"

"Wait, wait for him to finish." Su Dae's gauze hand reached out and hugged her, lest she get angry and go up to do it, "Lele, you say, you continue."

"I, I actually went to the e-sports stadium to play professionally. It is the Jiangcheng e-sports stadium next to the McCas Hotel. Overwatch's domestic league is held there. I went to play a few games and won the championship." Su Wen Le's tone doubled, because he was afraid that his mother would not wait to come up and beat him up, "Because I think the competition is very suitable for me, and it can make me devote more energy than studying now, so I want to take a year off from school and play professionally. I said before that I want to make money ...I hope that you will agree with me to become a professional player, I am afraid that you will send me to treat Internet addiction, but this is really a legitimate profession, just with, and...that, um..."

Su Wenle's mind was stuck, and he wanted to list the new occupations in the new era as an analogy, but he couldn't think of them all at once.

"Just like delivering a courier?" Su Dad tried to help.

"Yes! It's the same legitimate occupation as courier delivery and food delivery."

"Su Wenle, you rebelled, didn't you!" Su's mother was so angry, "I let you go to college, and you just gave it to graduate?!"

"Wife, wife, you can make a lot of money by reading fast, and it's also hard-earned money. If you work hard, you can earn tens of thousands a month."

"You shut up." Su's mother was upset, and shouted at Su Wenle, "Come here!"

Su Wenle tremblingly walked forward on both sides, ready to be beaten.

"sit down!"

He looked at where his mother was pointing, and sat down with a sad face.

"Say, if you don't want to study, you just want to play games?"

"It's not playing games, but being an e-sports player..."

"What's so good about an e-sports player?!"

Su Wenle felt that these words seemed to be a question, but also an angry rebuke. He turned to his father for help, and dared not say a word.

His father glanced at him, thought for a while, and said: "E-sports, e-sports... It seems that we have produced e-sports champions, my wife, world champions, the kind who wear the national flag and sing the national anthem in front of foreigners!"

Su Wenle suddenly found the organization, and faced with her mother's doubts and his father's support, she immediately got connected.

"Mom, the team I'm going to is very powerful. They won the third place in the world, No.3! Also, the domestic team is a first-class team, the salary is very high, and the team management is also very standardized. Yes, I even signed a contract! "

The contract ms once signed with him became a life-saving straw.

He immediately went to get it.

The career plan that Su Wenle had thought about before was useless, and he turned to the contract for help at critical moments.

In his mother's angry eyes, he handed it over respectfully.

Then, Su's mother stared at Su Wenle, took over the contract, and dumped it directly to Su's father.

"Look."

The order was very decisive, even if Su's palm was wrapped in gauze, he would execute it immediately.

MS's contract is very professional, and Su Wenle judged it from the number of pages.

A simple temporary playing contract clearly stated the rights and obligations from beginning to end, and Su Wenle didn't know why he listed many things.

Su's father took it seriously, and Su's mother took Su Wenle's seriously.

My son, who has been raised for 19 years, ran out for half a month by lying quietly, and when he came back, he said he would not study anymore.

If she didn't believe in Buddhist education, she would definitely beat her up first.

"Have you finished reading it?" She turned around and found that Father Su was still studying.

"Wait a minute."

Father Su is someone who is used to contracts, and he saw the end in its entirety, "Honey, this contract is very formal, and the terms and conditions that can be considered are all clearly written, so there is no problem."

"Did I ask you to see if there is any problem with the contract?!" Su Ma slapped her across the face, her palm slapped her arm, and it hurt when she heard it, "I'll let you see what kind of job and what unit it is!"

"Morning Star E-Sports Co., Ltd. hires Lele as a professional player. They count according to the number of games. Until they leave the Overwatch domestic league, they will pay a salary of [-] on the next settlement day, and the bonus will be calculated separately." Su Dad said, and sighed I got up, "I remember I went there for half a month, [-] for half a month, including room and board, not bad."

Su Wenle heard that his father did not show any obvious objection, and immediately changed the target of the attack.

He said: "I've been staying at the McCas Hotel for half a month, and I ate hotel meals, as well as hot pot, barbecue, Mala Tang, Kung Fu duck soup, seafood... well, from eight in the morning to ten in the evening I slept well, didn’t work overtime, and lived happily every day.”

"It sounds like the treatment is much better than my business trip." Father Su happily turned his head to look at Mom Su, and suddenly suppressed his smile, and said, "Oh... well, it's okay to have fun during summer vacation, so I'll be a summer job, but I still have to go to school. Yes. At least you have to graduate from college, you can go after college.”

Su Wenle said: "Because e-sports is different from other jobs, the golden period is very short. If I want to play professionally, I will be suitable for one or two years. In a few years...not to mention whether the game will continue to be popular, maybe I am old. I'm getting older, and my reaction ability can't keep up. You can suspend school for a year, and it's not suitable for you to be a professional player. It's better for me to come back to study than to play with my mobile phone in class and have no intention of studying at all."

His parents didn't speak.

Su Wenle's brain was running fast, and said: "Actually, I don't like my current major very much. Many courses only need to memorize theories. Without practice, there is no way to apply these theories. I feel that I am really wasting my time. I am 19 years old now, and I will be 20 in a few months. I can memorize the knowledge from books in any year, but I can’t do it professionally... When I graduate, I will be 22 or 23 years old. At that time, professional players may Almost retired."

"I want to give it a try. It may take less than a year. I will feel hard and want to give up, go back to class, and study with peace of mind. However, if I don't try, I will spend one or two years every day. will regret it."

I regret why I didn't go to ms, and I regret that I didn't try it.

He has no dream of being a champion, but he just somehow likes the feeling of winning with his teammates.

Their persistence, their hard work, and their hard work gradually infected him.

These real emotions moved him more than the success stories told by the teacher over and over again.

Su Wenle felt that his throat was a little dry and his eye sockets were sore.

He suddenly felt sad.

He said: "Dad, Mom, I really want to play professionally and become a professional player."

"Just a year."

Obviously he didn't have a strong urge to become a professional player, and he didn't have any compulsion to win, but he suddenly became stubborn.

He said that he only wanted to try to persuade his parents, but when facing the two elders, his thoughts gradually became firmer.

He didn't know if Guan Hong was like this, and he couldn't give up easily when he got the chance to become a professional player.

Su Wenle stood where he was, even his fingertips were stiff.

What if they disagree?

Su Wenle is not a good student, but he has always been a good boy.

It is up to the parents to decide what school to go to, what major to study, plan the future path, and strictly abide by the parents' instructions.

His mother's eyes were fixed on him, and she saw the redness of his eyes.

Then, Su Ma sighed.

She said, "Su Liang, where is this company?"

"Ah?" Father Su turned to the front, "No. 88, Tangguang Street, Xiu District."

Su Ma stood up and said, "Which day do you have no class?"

Su Wenle was stunned, and replied, "The day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow, let's go and see how this company is doing."