Journey of a Thousand Miles

Unexpectedly, one day, when my father came back from get off work in the early morning, when he opened the door and entered the house, he saw that the light was still on.

Not only were the lights on, but so was his computer.

Sitting in front of the computer is a small figure - Qianli.

My father didn't know whether to be surprised or angry, he quietly put down his things, walked behind Qianli, looked at the computer screen, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, what the hell, this girl is playing with his account!

Qianli is an authentic primary school student, who doesn't know how to operate, almost clicks randomly, and is scolded bloody by his teammates, but Qianli is ignored, and he doesn't even look at it—not to mention whether he can see it. I understand, he probably didn't know that the group of people scolded him!The colorful lights on the screen reflected on his small face, what his father didn't see was his focused and clear eyes at this moment.

In this regard, he is like his father, when he plays games, he will devote himself wholeheartedly, forgetting both things and me.

Seeing that this dungeon was about to hit the street, his father sighed and picked him up, "Go, go, let me do it."

Qianli was startled, looked up and saw his father, and shouted happily, "Dad, you're back!"

"You little bastard, I will deal with you after I finish typing this dungeon." Father pinched his face pretending to be angry, "Learn a bit."

It was already past bedtime, but Qianli was not sleepy at all, lying on the side excitedly, staring at the screen in the game without blinking, watching his father descend from the sky like a savior, trying his best to turn the tide, showing off his might, and killing all the enemies Boom killed everything.

At that time, his father was a hero in the eyes of clairvoyance.

The Unrivaled Hero exited the game and turned to look at him.

Qianli blinked innocently.

"What are you looking at? Do you think I won't discipline you if you look at me like this?" Father laughed.

"Teaching what?" Qianli was still innocent.

He was not afraid of his father, it was true.His father never beat him, and would scold him when he was really angry, but he would not go too far.

"How did you turn it on? How did you log in to my account?" Although the operation of turning on the machine is very simple, he has set a power-on password, and the account cannot be automatically logged in. The biggest possibility is that he forgot to log out before going out.

While his father was still reminiscing in his mind, Qianli said, "Let's just drive like this."

"Oh? Come on, drive it again and let me see."

After his father turned off the phone, Qianli really did his part. He sat down in front of the computer solemnly, pressed the power button, and then used his One Finger Zen to press back and forth on the keyboard seriously. The power-on password and the password of the game account were both Word for word.

"You...how did you know the password?" Father couldn't believe it.

"You fight every day." The young Qianli said, "Are you mentally retarded?"

Father was speechless.Rather than being too stupid himself, he would rather believe in the fact that his son is much smarter than he imagined.

Maybe... maybe a rising star in the gaming world? !

As if he had discovered a new continent, his father was so excited that he took Qianli to play games with him that weekend.

As a result, Qianli Wai Da took action to improve his treatment, from only watching his father play, to being able to operate it himself, and then his father would guide him from the sidelines.

To a certain extent, his father can be regarded as Qianli's first teacher.

It was at his father's place that Qianli heard the word "e-sports" for the first time.

At that time, e-sports was just a small flame, and most people didn't even know what it was. Professional gamers?It's the joke of the year.But my father is very optimistic about this field. Although people around him think he is talking in his sleep, his father still firmly believes that in 20 years, or only 10 years later, the e-sports industry will rise rapidly.

If possible, he even wants to practice it himself.

It's not that he hasn't tried.He once took action with a group of friends for a very "ridiculous" idea-organizing a game competition by himself.Yes, there is no one on the market, so just do it yourself, contact the Internet cafe yourself, formulate the competition system yourself, think of various ways to promote it yourself, if you can’t get sponsorship, and provide bonuses out of your own pocket.They took a poetic name derived from the second year of secondary school -- "The First Lotus Cup Competition -- if the strong come out, whoever will fight for the top" because there is a well-known lotus pond near the Internet cafe where they hang out on weekdays.One of them asked his friend who was engaged in design to design a gorgeous leaflet, and a group of people posted small advertisements in Internet cafes and surrounding areas when they had nothing to do.

The effect was dramatic, and despite the small prize money, there were surprisingly more entrants than they could qualify for.What everyone is doing is no longer the symbolic bonus, but more out of pure love.

That event was a very magical experience in my father's life. Unfortunately, due to various reasons, I couldn't persist in it later, and the Lotus Cup competition was permanently stopped at the first session.My father also fully realized that he was born at the wrong time, and he probably missed his e-sports dream.

It doesn't matter, if you can't be a participant, you can still be a witness.

Until Xiaoqianli also showed his enthusiasm for games.

After playing with him for a while, my father was overwhelmed by his shit-like operation and thinking, and the beautiful fantasy of "tomorrow's star" was mercilessly poured cold water on it.

Hmm... Maybe he was thinking too much.Isn't it normal for little boys to love playing games and not study?

Qianli didn't know the entanglement in his father's heart, and he was addicted to it as always. After passing another level under his father's guidance, Qianli turned his face and asked excitedly, "Dad, are you the best gamer?" ?”

"Me?" Father smiled, "Of course not."

"Huh?" Qianli was a little disappointed, "I don't believe there is anyone more powerful than Dad."

"Hahaha, silly you, Xiaoqi, Dad told you that we will never see the most powerful person."

"why?"

"You can only see them in the world of e-sports."

Qianli looked at him half-understood for a while, then asked, "Where is the most powerful person?"

"The most powerful person..." Father murmured, "Should be the world champion?"

"World champion? Alright, when I get better, I'm going to defeat that world champion!" Qianli Xiong said arrogantly.

Father raised his hand and rubbed his little head, "Well... just do what you want."

After all, Qianli is just a child who is not much older than Crayon Shin-chan. There is no environment to compare with other children, and it is not reliable to judge by the standards of his father's age and skills. Therefore, his father cannot judge that Qianli is a child. No talent, an ordinary person or a "child prodigy".In fact, he was more concerned about his own obsession with the game, and unconsciously imposing it on his own children.

A tragedy has already been brewed, and he really doesn't want to have a second time.

At the time of the divorce, there were no disputes over property, and it was negotiated quickly. It was unexpectedly peaceful, and it was Qianli's custody...

"You let Xiao Qi follow you, what do you do with you? Do you have time to take care of him? Do you have time to take care of him? Don't let him be like you in the future, living with the computer all day." The mother's questioning was loud and loud.

Yes, what she said was true.

but……

He can't let go.

"Then Xiaoqi will be okay if he follows you? How much love can you, and your husband, give him?"

he asked calmly.

She was at a loss for words.

"At least, Xiaoqi is my everything, my only one. But you are not, Xuefeng, this time, I beg you, let go, Xiaoqi follows you, it's not good for him, it's not good for you, it's not good for you Mr. is not good...it is not good for your children, why bother? I can give you everything else, if you want the house, you can take it away, only Xiaoqi, I will not back down, if you insist on snatching it from me , then I can only go to court, don’t push me to that point.”

She was silent.

She knew very well that if she really went to court, not only would she not get any money, but she would also lose all face.In a small city, people's words are formidable, and everyone's words make money.

She didn't really take away the house, anyway, letting her son have a comfortable home was her last love for Qianli.

It's just that the mortgage is the father's business alone.

Time passed so quickly, my father was in a trance as he watched Qianli who was concentrating on the battle situation.

His job is to be a hard-working programmer.

After so many years, the income is barely ok, unlike the time when I just graduated, it was almost down.Colleagues came and went like flowing water, many of them couldn't stand it, but he was the only one who persisted for many years.The originally peaceful and stable life collapsed instantly under the impact of divorce.

To his family, he kept this news to himself, fearing that the old man would not be able to bear the blow, so he still sent money to the family every month.All the savings were given to her, whether it was to make up for her long-term sins, or as a "redemption fee" for Qianli.The mortgage plus Qianli's various custody fees are not light. Under all kinds of pressure, he is usually not willing to order takeaway, even if he orders, he will order a portion. Let Qianli change the taste, and he will send sausages or eggs.

He felt that his life was just two words, owed.He who owes his wife, owes his son.

But his son didn't dislike him.Qianli never complained about the unchanging food, nor did he have any complaints about his childhood without amusement parks, ice cream, and robots. What he looks forward to most every day is to play games with his father, no matter how short the time is.

Whenever the two "work together" to win a battle, the father will give Qianli a high-five, just like comrades-in-arms who have fought for many years and have a close understanding.