"Brother, what kind of game is this?"

The little boy pointed at the colorful special effects on the computer screen, his eyes widened.

"DOTA2." My brother smiled and touched his head.

"Why don't you play with Glory, which has been popular for a long time?" The boy took out his mobile phone, and the small screen was also filled with colors.

The elder brother still smiled and watched the anchor's wonderful operations on the computer, staring intently: "I'm old and can't accept new games anymore."

The boy was fiddling with his phone, but he couldn't take his eyes away from the computer screen. He always felt that the wave-like creature inside was quite beautiful to operate.

Seeing this, my brother suddenly had an idea: "How about you try this game?"

The boy shook his head: "I heard it's difficult."

"Difficulty is what makes it challenging." My brother's eyes suddenly brightened, "You might not believe it, but if my mother hadn't agreed, I would have gone professional that year, and maybe I could even get a shield."

【Holy shit!】

【Ultra kill!】

【Ahem...】

My brother pointed at the screen and gushed: "This person is my favorite anchor, named AME. He retired after winning the championship. But back then, when he first came out to play professionally, he was hacked so badly.

Especially in that World Series, he was playing tricks on his teammates..."

My elder brother is about to graduate from college, and my younger brother has just entered elementary school. My elder brother's eyes are shining as he tells his younger brother about his memories of his youth, that is, his own youth.

"Hao Yi! Come down and help, the store is very busy!"

"Coming!"

"Mom called me, you... just watch slowly." Seeing that his younger brother's eyes were straight, the elder brother simply opened the live broadcast room and went downstairs to help.

The boy held the phone blankly, staring at the screen, the blue elves shuttled back and forth on the battlefield, the bright red numbers beating, and the majestic shouts.

【Rampage!】

Somehow, there seems to be something wonderful that has been passed down.

…

"Hy-po-cri-te."

"Hey-bah-cory-te."

"No, read with me, Hy-po...Chen Yu! Stand up! Are you deserting again?"

The sleepy boy stood up and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth as if nothing happened: "Tell the teacher, I didn't!"

"Then what does the word I just read mean?" The teacher pushed up the black glasses frame.

"Uh..." the boy got stuck.

"Hypocrite means 'hypocrite'. Do you still want to get into a good university like this? Copy it for me a hundred times!"

The boy pouted and sat down, muttering: "Anyway, I will go work professionally in the future..."

The girl at the same table laughed and said: "Hehe, if you can play professionally, I can still be admitted to Peking University."

The boy was unconvinced: "We'll see."

…

"Can you say that again!"

The young man said coldly with a sullen face. Standing in front of him was a fat man about twenty years old.

The fat man arrogantly pointed at the young man's nose: "I said, a poor guy like you takes a broken keyboard and sits next to me and plays a broken game, which affects my mood."

The young man clenched his fists, took a deep breath, unplugged the keyboard and mouse, and said calmly: "Then I'll find another machine to sit on."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked away, the fat boy turned his head and looked at the screen on the side, and shouted in a weird voice: "Dota 2? There are still people playing the old game from more than 20 years ago. You are not very old at all.

What’s the matter, archeology or grave digging?”

The young man stopped, suppressed his anger, and said with a smile: "You kneeled down while playing a game and your teammates scolded you, so you don't have to vent your anger on me."

The fat man became angry: "Just because you are next to me, you are unlucky, you know?"

Twenty minutes later...

【Victory!】

The boy unplugged the keyboard again and said calmly: "It's not that this game is easy, it's that you are too good at it."

"What the hell..." The fat man waved his fist at the boy.

…

"Why are we fighting?" the grown-up brother asked in a deep voice.

The boy held his head high: "He smashed the keyboard you gave me."

The elder brother was stunned and sighed: "Then you can't do anything..."

"He also said that our mother..."

My brother was silent after hearing this.

"Hao! Ask Xiaoyu to come down with us, we have a guest."

"Come right away!" After the elder brother answered, he turned back to his younger brother and said, "Don't think about this matter, go downstairs first."

The young man was unmoved. Instead, he raised his head and said, "Brother, I'm already in the top 200. I want to play professionally."

The elder brother was silent for a long time, then shook his head: "Let's talk about it, mom is retiring soon, and there are not enough people in the store."

…

"E-sports? Go to Shanghai? You are almost a college student, can you please stop making such a willful decision?" The middle-aged woman in an apron preparing food immediately stopped what she was doing and looked at her son in front of her unhappily.

.

The young man lowered his head: "Mom, I... I want to give it a try. A professional club found me..."

The woman shook her head helplessly: "We have no money..."

The brother who was shaking the spoon was silent.

The woman persuaded him nicely: "Get into a good university. Don't be like your bastard dad who gambles around. You can learn a major to make money. What future can you get by playing games..." Then she reached out to touch his head.

The young man took half a step back, turned his head, and rushed out of the door.

"Hey, this brat. It's all you, Hao Yi. No matter what games you played with him when he was a child, he became obsessed with it!" The mother couldn't help complaining about her brother who "led the bad" boy.

"Mom, calm down, I'll go and persuade him." The elder brother said a few words and then went out to find his younger brother.

…

It was very dark outside, because it was midnight. The only street light that was on stretched out a lonely shadow. The sixteen-year-old boy was standing at the intersection, looking at the confused road ahead, at a loss.

"Go if you want."

The young man turned around in surprise, and behind him was his elder brother, Chen Haoyi, who was gradually entering his thirties.

"Mom, I'll take care of it for you. As for the money..." Brother Haoyi touched his pocket and handed over a bankbook.

The young man took it and was stunned when he looked at the amount of money inside. His lips trembled slightly: "This...".

"This is a genuine wife's book, for marrying a wife." Brother Haoyi pretended to be heartbroken and said, turning around and smiling again, "I just don't have a wife now, so I'll lend it to you. Please spend it on me."

The young man gritted his teeth and remained silent.

My brother can’t change his talkative personality:

"I'll have to pay it back later."

"Otherwise I won't have a wife to marry."

"I heard that TI has a lot of bonuses."

"If you win the championship, you have to pay me back double."

The lights were flickering, very dim, and it was difficult to illuminate the road ahead, but fortunately there was moonlight overhead, which could guide passers-by.

…

At three o'clock in the morning, everyone in the house was asleep.

According to the plan with his brother, the young man Chen Yu quietly dragged the suitcase out of the closet, carried the backpack prepared in advance, and tiptoed downstairs.

There were so many guests last night that the three members of the family were all exhausted.

Chen Yu looked back at the restaurant. The heat in the middle of the night seemed to be still hovering over the pot, and the aroma of the ingredients had not completely dissipated. When he thought of leaving alone, he was really reluctant to leave.

Touching the bankbook placed on his chest, this young man who was no longer young finally made his choice. He turned off the lights, went out and locked the door lightly. He strode toward the station without any hesitation.

Noticed the sudden light coming on upstairs.

…

Sitting on the bus, Chen Yu felt a little hungry, so he opened his bag and rummaged for some snacks. Unexpectedly, he was so smart that he froze on the spot.

There was a letter lying in the bag, and the envelope said: [To my son]

[Xiaoyu, I'm really sorry for not coming here to see you off. I'm old and can't understand what you young people think. Haoyi talked to me for a long time. Later I thought about it carefully. Over the years, because I don't want you to

Following that bastard's old path, I imposed my own ideas on the two of you without permission. It's really selfish. I'm an unfit mother. I put Hao Yi's bankbook with you, and I put some money into his account.

, you have to make good use of it. If you really can’t hold on anymore in Shanghai, you can come back and learn cooking from me. Of course, in the end, don’t be as useless as your mother. Since you have gone out, you have to come back with a good reputation.]

The young man read every word in the letter word by word, tears constantly rolling in his eyes.

[By the way, it’s your birthday in half a month. I put the gift in your box, remember to look at it. 】

The young man quickly opened the suitcase and when he saw what was inside, he couldn't hold it back anymore and tears fell down like a bursting dam.
Chapter completed!