Seeing this message, Yanlin canceled the queue for the ranking.

PDD？

Sao Shao ...... Oh no, prostitute teacher?

How did he get his attention on himself?

Yan Lin thought for a while and replied: Well, if it is really a prostitution teacher, then I am willing to understand.

PDD took a sharp puff of cigarette and slowly swallowed the clouds. You don't have to face the live camera, you can smoke casually.

PDD first asked Yan Lin how old he was, and the latter cheekily replied nineteen.

Seeing this nineteen, PDD laughed, put the cigarette in his mouth, crackled his hands on the keyboard, and soon sent out a few more words:

"Your top laner is playing well, so I have a little idea about you."

"You can use this win rate at the top of the canyon, it's definitely not like others say, bastard with nothing, right?"

"I also looked at your ranking, I think you are very strong and have a lot of potential, I like you very much, so I want to ask you, are you interested in coming to my YM tryout?"

"I think you can prove yourself on a broad stage, how about it, heartbeat?"

Yan Lin thought about what was going on when others were looking for him at the beginning, and when he asked about his age, it confirmed his conjecture even more.

No surprises.

From the heart, Banana: It's very exciting.

Banana: But how do you prove that you're that lovely prostitute teacher?

"Sprouts! This guy, ho, smugly. Seeing Yanlin's adjective, Sao Pig smiled, took the cigarette upside down, and almost put the red-hot cigarette butt into it, reproducing the classic operation of reverse smoking.

Quickly adjusted the cigarette holder back and put it on the mouth, and PDD continued to type:

"Come, add me micro, number...... (omitted), let's have a good exchange. ”

"Let's have a video wave, okay, let's see if I'm your cute prostitute teacher."

Now it was Yan Lin's turn to laugh.

He didn't have much suspicion, just skinned, but just added the contact information of the prostitute teacher, which was not bad.

……

After dinner, Yan Lin had a good talk with the prostitution teacher for a while, and said that he was willing to try, but he had to discuss it with his family.

Yan Lin thought that he could have another life, and there was no need to follow the old and smooth path before.

This road is difficult and bumpy, many people can't even survive the most basic youth training, and if they can't become famous, the way out is not necessarily good, but Yanlin still yearns for it.

Maybe the players who have worked hard to score have aspired to this path.

Yan Lin clicked on the friend list, found his father, and asked if he had eaten.

Dad: I've eaten early, if you kid has something to do, hurry up and say, your dad I'm busy.

Dad: The last time I told you about the live broadcast, I didn't get it done because I was busy, and I was really busy that my head was bald.

Dad: Otherwise, I won't open it at all.

Dad: But it's not interesting to play games alone, why is it so difficult to talk to people while playing games?

Yanlin: "......"

You told me to hurry up, but you, where can I interject?

Mu Linsen: It's up to you.

Mu Linsen: By the way, Dad, I received a tryout invitation from the team boss and want to play professionally, and I have already said that I have to discuss it with you and my mother.

Mu Linsen: How's that?

Yan Dad on the other side of the screen was silent for nearly two minutes, and then Yan Lin saw "The other party is typing..."

This input is another half a minute, and only five words and a question mark are sent:

You repeat?

Mulinsen: I want to play professionally.

There was another long period of typing, and the final message was:

Then fight! In the future, the live broadcast will bring a professional son, Dora style! Beat! Hit TM's!

Yanlin: "......"

No, you're really weird, I thought you were going to stop me, I'm ready to talk about it, but you just give me such a sentence, and in the future, take a professional son to the live broadcast, it's more popular?

Pull the wind?

Pull the wind???

It doesn't seem like that's how the word is used, hey!

Okay, okay, you're my father, I don't care about this with you.

Mu Linsen: What did my mother say?

Dad: Hahaha, she went out to play mahjong, I guess it will be over later, and when she comes back, I'll ask her to call you.

Mu Linsen: Okay, goodbye Daddy.

Dad: Bye.

Daddy has passed this level, but Mom's side is not necessarily, after all, she is really difficult to speak.

……

At eleven o'clock, Yanlin received a call from his mother.

"Xiaolin, I heard your father talk about you." There was something wrong with my mother's tone, and Yan Lin could hear it, "Halfway through the book, did you really decide to do that?" ”

"Yes, Mom, I've already thought about it, seriously." Yanlin's tone was very calm, as if he was reporting his test scores to his mother in junior high and high school.

"Whew......," Mother let out a long breath, "Well, I won't say much, your own business, make your own decisions, and I don't want to force you." ”

"But no matter what happens in the future, don't regret it. It's your own path, don't let me hear you complain. The mother's tone suddenly became unpleasant, "That's it, goodbye, come on." ”

Yan Lin put down the phone and thanked Yan Dashuai in his heart.

How can my mother talk so easily? Before this, Yan Dashuai must have done ideological work for his mother for a long time, and it can be heard from her tone just now.

Although this guy often feels confused, I have to say that the results are always very reassuring.

Thank you for your efforts, Dad; Thank you, Mom, for your understanding.

At Yanlin's house, Yan's father pulled Yan's mother, afraid that she would lose her temper again.

"Didn't they all say that children should make their own choices? Think about our parents at the beginning, and then think about our experience, don't let your children suffer that kind of hardship again. ”

"Didn't I say that this kid is not afraid of the instability of his future life or something, it is really ......"

"What age are you still in now? Maybe in the future, the child's monthly income will be higher than the two of us combined, don't worry, I trust him. ”

"Hey......"

"Don't sigh, come, let's go back to bed early, we have to go to work tomorrow."

"This kid...... Huh! Huh! What are you doing? Put me down! You ......"

"Go back to sleep, or you won't sulk again."

"I ...... The old lady can walk herself! When did you want to be held like a child? Put me down! Hurry up ......"

"Just let it go, don't worry, I won't hold it all the time, won't I just put it down?"

"I ...... Dead! Death to you! ”

……

It's late at night, the lights are off, it's time to go to bed.

Yan Lin lay in bed, unable to fall asleep, because he had already begun to imagine his future professional life.

The intensity of the training is high, as if ...... It's not easy.