My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Xianyu thought about the test papers with [-] or [-] points before, and then looked at the passed one handed to him for a long time.

When the parent who was picking up the child saw this scene, he couldn't help but persuade him: "It's useless to beat the child. If it really doesn't work, then enroll in a cram school."

Xianyu looked at the parent who was speaking, and Mo also looked over like his father.

"My dad doesn't hit me."

"Huh? You got sixty points in the exam."

"That's right, I got 35 points in the test last time, and my father didn't beat me."

The parent was obviously shocked when he heard what they said, his grades were so bad, if his son could break the belt.

"Father, why do you get beaten if you don't do well in the exam?"

"Because some parents feel that good grades can make their children's future easier."

"what about me?"

"Dad already worked hard with your share."

The scale of Xianyu Company is not small, and it can be regarded as a well-known entrepreneur in this city.

He knows the importance of reading, and he is very clear about everything that reading more books can bring to children. In addition, it is even clearer that he should respect children's ideas.

A child who started from the first grade, did not miss class, did not play around in exams, and completed his homework seriously, so what if he is not satisfied with his grades.

If Mo Mo's grades are poor because of his mischievousness, Xianyu will correct it.

But in this situation, he still attends the extracurricular tutor's class, but his grades just don't seem to be improving at all.

"Father, do you envy other people's children who are obedient and smart?"

"Does Mo Mo envy other people's fathers who are good-looking and gentle?"

"No, Dad is the best in my eyes."

"me too."

On the way home holding Mo Mo's hand, Xianyu was afraid that he would be hit, so he continued with a smile: "Maybe others will envy Dad, how about a child who is so good at playing games?"

"Really? Then Dad..."

When Mo Mo just saw his test scores, he really wanted to ask his father if he could play one more game today, but when he met the parent at the school gate, he flinched after hearing what he said.

But now being praised by his father, his courage suddenly returned.

"Double row tonight?"

"Okay, father and son are of the same heart, and they will definitely go to the stars!"

After the third grade of elementary school, his grades at the end of the month have changed from the bottom of the crane to the upper middle. For Xianyu, he is already very satisfied with this result.

In junior high school, Momo’s grades had improved a lot. The teacher said that if he worked harder, he should be able to get into the best high school in the city.

"Dad, I still think studying is also very important."

Mo Mo, who was doing the test paper, heard the familiar footsteps behind him, and said these words without raising his head.

Xianyu put a cup of hot milk by his hand, and helped him adjust the light of the desk lamp.

"what happened?"

"Because many people think that playing games is done by ignorant gangsters. If they had a higher degree of education, they would not play games."

At the end of this time, I can already feel very accurately what I want to do in the future.

He wants to play games and turn his favorite game into his job. He wants to stand on the stage of professional games like those professional players.

"Everyone deserves respect for fighting for what they love."

"But I want to use myself to prove to them that it's not like this."

While talking to his father, Mo Mo didn't forget to write the paper.

He feels that he can clearly remember how many seconds are left for each hero skill in the game, but he has a headache when learning is a little more complicated.

There is no way to change my IQ, and there is no way to recreate it, so I can only improve myself in the most stupid way.

Brushing up the questions, keep brushing up the questions, and if you can't do it, ask the tutor that your father hired for him. His grades are slowly improving step by step in this way.

"I want to let those who say those words know that I love the e-sports circle because it's really beautiful, and it's not a place where punks don't have a degree."

Mo Mo would be very angry every time he saw such remarks, but he would not argue with others.

It is the different times that lead to different ideas for each of them. Many things do not have a correct answer. I just want to use my own efforts to refute other people's views.

"Playing games at a young age?"

"Yes, I have such a good father, and I don't want to chase my own dreams, what a pity."

At the end of leisure, he put down his pen, put his head close to his father, and when he raised his head to meet his father's eyes, a smile spread instantly.

Only after seeing other people's misfortune, can we know how lucky we are now.

Some time ago, one of his favorite contestants went to an interview organized by the state.

Lei Mo likes games very much, very much, loves everything related to games, and he also read the interview of that player.

The most powerful player in the e-sports circle, he didn't expect that when he first started playing professionally, his family opposed him so thoroughly.

The past he told lightly with a smile on his face made most of the people who watched the show feel distressed.

In junior high school, he fell in love with playing games, and his father sent him to an Internet addiction treatment school. Later, after that school was investigated by the state for violating regulations, his father wanted to find the remaining students in that school.

He even held a brick and said in front of him that if he dared to play games again, he would just smash his left hand which does not use writing.

Mo Mo couldn't calm down for a long time after watching it, and then thought about the father who had to form a team with him to play games with him from time to time, buy him new skins as soon as they came out, and take him to celebrate with his father who just barely passed.

At that moment, he felt that he was simply the happiest child in the world.

"There's no need to care so much about other people's opinions. I believe Mo Mo will definitely become the best e-sports player in the future."

"Then maybe I can't win? Maybe no one can see me at all?"

Holding the glass to warm his hands and taking a sip of milk, Xianmo planned to spend the rest of the time talking to his father.

"If you can't win, you still have to play. More than 20 minutes of the game can't prove your strength."

"If you don't like you, then work hard and work hard until you can enter the professional team."

Xianyu's thinking is different from that of most parents. He always feels that after he has worked hard enough, he can let his children relax a little bit, otherwise his hard work will not be so useful.

It would be meaningless if his own hard work could not bring happiness to his children.

"Dad, you watch TV where you spend money."

"There was also a man on TV who was crazily pursued by many women after he got married."

Mo drank the rest of the milk in one gulp, handed the glass to his father, turned his head and planned to continue with his homework, saying that he couldn't beat his father at all!

"Don't write too late, go to bed early, and tomorrow I will take you to visit an e-sports club."

After walking out of the door, Xianyu said these words in a low voice, and as expected, the door was pulled open from the inside shortly afterwards.

"Dad? What did you just say? I don't seem to hear clearly!"

"I told you to go to bed early, not too late."

"It's not this one, it's the next one."

"Take you out tomorrow?"

"Where are you going? Dad, tell me again now."

"Visit your favorite RD club, they can't go to practice in the afternoon, if you don't wake up at 07:30 in the morning, then don't go."

At the end of the day, he turned his head and went back to the room, finished writing a test paper as quickly as possible, after taking a shower, jumped onto the bed and pulled the quilt before getting ready to sleep.

Xianyu turned his back to the closed door, guessing that Mo Mo was very excited, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.

Before, he was occasionally worried because of his poor final grades, but he hadn't been worried for a long time before he started to worry about him not exhausting himself.

According to the counselor he hired, the child has done a lot of test papers. His memory is good but his understanding is average, so he can only learn by rote.

If it's something else, it's not easy for Mo to just find an excuse to be idle, so he simply contacted the club he invested in before.

It is not very difficult to just visit them in the morning when they are not training, not to mention that Xianyu is one of the shareholders of their club.

When Xianyu woke up the next day, he saw that Mo was already waiting in the living room, wearing a T-shirt, loose pants, and a pair of sneakers.

"Go over after breakfast, Dad, do you think I can see God T?"

Although Xian Mo is so excited that he can fly there immediately, but thinking of what the doctor told him last time, he still emphasized it to let his father finish his breakfast.

God T is the most admired professional player at the end of the day. His output in the shooter lane is very high. Every time their RD team is in a headwind situation, in almost 80.00% of the cases, it is God T who comes back against the wind.

He was also the one who was interviewed last time, making Xian Mo inexplicably looking forward to meeting God T.

"it should be OK."

After breakfast, Xian Mo sat on the co-pilot of the car, watching his father twist the car key, his heart beat faster and faster, I really wish I could do it directly, why is his father turning the key so slowly!

The RD team has achieved good results for so many years, so their training place is very luxuriously decorated. After getting off the car, I just feel that every plant and tree is very fresh.

"Dad, have you noticed that the flowers in this club seem to be a little redder than those in our house?"

The team manager greeted him, and after a few words of politeness with Xianyu, he led the way. Xianmo couldn't resist standing on tiptoe and lowering his voice to say this to his father.

Xianyu followed his line of sight to look at it, then looked at his son's expectant eyes, and nodded slightly.

"Well, because it's a fake flower."