The e-sports god has fallen again

Chapter 225 Little Writer

"My friend formed a team, and there was just a shortage of people, so I made up for it. In order to facilitate the usual training, we all live in the community opposite the school. He rented it, and I didn't pay much. We..."

Before Tian Luo finished speaking, Tian's mother's new round of scolding came like a storm: "What friend can be so kind? Have you ever seen a serious child who will go to school and run out to rent a house?" How many times has Mom told you not to associate with those dubious people, why don't you listen?"

"He is not a dubious person!" Tian Luo was interrupted by her again and again, and his temper became a little bit up: "You have never met him, why do you belittle others like this?"

In his eyes, the family conditions of his three teammates are better than the other, but none of them is proud of being favored.

Even if it is indulgence, it is what they deserve.

Their indulgent capital was accumulated by their parents and grandparents, so why can't they enjoy it?
Many people spend their entire lives in poverty, repeating monotonous jobs, and living a life where every dime is preoccupied. Isn’t it also for their children to receive better education and live a better life?
But in the eyes of Tian's mother, the descendants of these rich people have become playboys.

She reminded Tian Luo over and over again that he was mediocre, he was just an ordinary person, he couldn't compare with those rich and powerful young masters.

They can still inherit the family business if they fail to win the ticket. They have countless ways to retreat, but there is only one way for Tian Luo.

Because if he is not careful, it may be irreversible, so she does not allow him to go on a side road, nor does she need him to try new possibilities.

He just needs to follow the route that a normal person should have, study hard, study hard, work hard, buy a car and house, get married and have children...

In their eyes, this is the life a normal person should have, because they cannot afford the risk of trial and error.

But... why?

Obviously he is no different from those children from rich families, mediocrity and humbleness are just their own definitions.

Tian Luo wanted to tell her that he was going to school and training at the same time these few months. Although it was hard, he was very happy.

Although he doesn't study well, he has a higher level than ordinary people in the game.

They won the national championship, if possible...he would like to continue to participate in future competitions.

Buying a house and a car has always been their dream.

And as an independent individual, he should only pay for his own dreams.

But his words hovered in his mind for a long time, but he still couldn't say it.

Because he had quarreled too many times, he was already tired. They never understood his thoughts, but only imposed their own thoughts on him.

They were stupid and stubborn, ridiculous and ignorant, but he had no right to blame them.

Because they are also a group of people who have grown up amid the persecution.

Due to lack of materials and limited education, they have never even seen the whole world.

Because their persecution is under the banner of 'for your own good', so as long as he resists a little, he will be labeled as unfilial.

So... so be it.

Tian Luo thought that he was already very satisfied to be able to go crazy with them for the past few months.

Almost every quarrel ended with his silent compromise, and this time was the same.

After hanging up the phone, Tian Luo's phone screen automatically jumped to the page before answering the call.

Since there was no reply, Lang Yan updated two more messages.

[It's a wolf Yan: Haven't woken up yet? 】

[It's a wolf Yan: wake up and call me back. 】

Tian Luo stared blankly at his message for a long time before replying casually.

[Touch my pg and want to run: It's all drunk nonsense, don't take it seriously. 】

He can't even do what he wants to do, let alone the person he wants to love?

So, don't leave him any hope.

His wolf hall is so good, he deserves to meet someone better.

On the other side, Lang Yan stared at his contradictory news for a long time before finally replying "yes".

Then he clicked on the folder and deleted the three-hour recording file.

I originally planned to use it to make fun of him in the future, but now...

no more.

……

After lunch, under the urging of Cheng Gong, all the villains got into the car one by one with their luggage and rushed to the airport.

Because of guilty conscience, Ji Shaoyi dawdled until everyone else was seated, and then dragged his oversized suitcase and dog sneaked into the car.

As a result, as soon as he stepped on the front foot of the car, he bumped into Cheng Gong's benevolent gaze as soon as he raised his head. He was so frightened that he trembled in fear, and said with a smile on his face, "Good morning?"

The fake wine buff on Cheng Gong's body has disappeared, so he regained his smirk. He reached out and patted Ji Shaoyi's face in retaliation: "It's already afternoon, little writer."

Ji Shaoyi: "..." God damn little writer.

I suspect you're referencing my diary, and I have proof!
But since he dared to pretend to be broken, he was very confident in his acting skills. Therefore, he not only kept his face and heart beating when he was connoted, but asked with a puzzled face: "What little writer? Could it be that I participated in Jinshi City in the third grade of elementary school?" You found out that you won the first prize in the composition competition for elementary and middle school students?"

As he said that, he made an artificial 'harm' and said: "My mother must have told you, really, how many times have I told her that Erxiu should not be publicized, but she just won't listen~"

Cheng Gong: "..." God damn it, you can't show it.

As far as the level of words and sentences is concerned, he has reason to suspect that the title of this guy's first prize essay is: My Entrepreneur Mother.

After calmly showing off the awards he had won, Ji Shaoyi finally couldn't hold back his guilty conscience, and asked tentatively: "Well... I tend to break up when I'm drunk, and I didn't treat you last night. Are you doing something weird?"

"No."

Hearing these two words, Ji Shao subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then he saw...

Cheng Gong evoked a nasty smile, and started his counterattack: "It's just hugging my thigh and crying begging to fail the exam, saying that my family is rich and powerful, and there are other ways to go if I don't go to school. Give the chance of passing to other students from poor families."

Cheng Gong patted him on the shoulder as he spoke, and said with a moved face: "The teacher appreciates your self-sacrificing spirit, so don't worry, it's not just this semester, next semester, next semester, next semester..."

"In your future college career, as long as you take my class, don't even think about passing it."

Ji Shaoyi's legs went limp after being photographed by him, almost paralyzed...

Isn't that right, sir?Didn't he just pat the teacher's face affectionately?As for being so ruthless?
　Yan Luo doesn't know how to be, but due to the limitation of the subject matter, I won't write in detail...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)