CS: A young talent from Peking University, you want me to play professionally?

Chapter 2: Why Peking University? Follow me to A University!
Luo Qinmei, who was used to widowed parenting, felt a rare warm feeling in her heart when she saw Li Qianhe's big reaction.

It seems that not only has my son grown up overnight, but my husband is finally no longer a dead man.

But before she could be happy for a few seconds, she saw Li Qianhe walking to Li Mo's door and banging on it, yelling:

"Xiao Mo, why didn't you tell Dad you were back? I'm waiting for you to help Dad get points."

"You don't even know, Dad has been kneeling all afternoon, and he's almost down to C."

Seeing this scene, Luo Qinmei was stunned at first. After she came to her senses, she was so angry that her feet felt weak and a slipper flew out of her hand.

"Mr. Li, get out of here right now! This house has no room for you anymore!"

Li Mo, who was still reviewing his mistakes, was startled by the noise at the door. He pushed the door open and said unhappily:
"Let's eat first."

"Yes, only after eating a full meal can you have the energy to play..."

Noticing the murderous intent in his wife's eyes, Li Qianhe swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and went to the kitchen to serve the rice and dishes, holding the live broadcast phone.

At the dinner table, Li Mo ate while glancing at the wrong answer book at hand.

Luo Qinmei also showed some worry in her eyes.

Could this child have been really upset?

"I plan to work hard and get into Peking University."

Hearing Li Mo's sudden words, Luo Qinmei's hands holding the chopsticks began to tremble. She organized her words and was about to speak to persuade him, but unexpectedly Li Qianhe's reaction was even greater.

"Why are you going to Peking University? You've been studying all day, time to relax. Go online and join your dad in studying for A University!"

Li Mo was stunned when he heard this and said speechlessly:
"Dad, if I don't study hard now, my life will be over."

Li Qianhe looked disdainful and shouted, "If you don't come with me to the trail now, your life will be completely over!"

"My grades have improved, but my performance has dropped. What should I do?"

"Getting a zero score is fine, but getting zero kills is a big problem!"

"Home is where performance matters, school is where grades matter!"

"I don't care how you study at school, but home is for gaming, remember?"

Li Mo: ...

Listening to the conversation between the father and son, Luo Qinmei opened her mouth slightly but didn't know what to say.

How come this house turned into something she didn't recognize overnight?

Is this right?
Li Qianhe didn't turn off the live broadcast while eating, and now the screen was full of barrages.

[Son, can you help me get higher up the rankings? Dad, please. I’m tired of laughing.]

[Such a niche conversation can actually be seen in the 21st century]

[Lao Li is a pretty good guy. Last year, when a student was late for the college entrance exam, he drove him to an internet cafe to play CSGO without saying a word.]

[You also don't know how to educate children. This thing needs a combination of work and rest. You are so strict now. When you go to college, you will have less exposure. The pent-up emotions will definitely explode. You might even secretly go to the library and spend the night.]

Mo Ge’s three dreams:

1. Study at Peking University
2. Inherit Lao Li’s Bobo Room
3. Remove Lao Li's oxygen tube.

[Alas, I wish my father had been so filial back then]

……

Unable to resist Lao Deng's pleading, Li Mo had no choice but to log in and help him gain points.

"It's agreed, we'll just play one round, and then I'll go do my homework."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

"Brother Mo, please sit down. I'll pour you a cup of 82 Coke."

Seeing that Li Mo finally gave in, Li Qianhe couldn't stop smiling. He helped to turn on the computer and was busy taking out the iced happy water that he had prepared long ago.

In order to allow Li Mo to play duo with him, he, who had always been frugal, installed a top-of-the-line computer in the master bedroom for the first time.

After turning on the computer and logging into the perfect platform, the two of them successfully formed a team.

Seeing that the map he was assigned was Sha Er, Li Qianhe rubbed his hands together with confidence written all over his face.

"It's my turn to do the map. Watch me show you." "Big Pineapple, start!"

Ten minutes later...

Li Qianhe's smile did not disappear, but just shifted to Li Mo's face.

"It's not Lao Deng. Even with a big spray gun, you can't even handle Btong. What are you doing playing Jimao?"

"Where are your props? Don't you even know how to dodge?"

"You don't know eco without economy. All you think about is the Negev. Are you going to take this gun to your grave?"

"The other side has already planted a bomb at point A, but you're still squatting at point B. Is your mother in point B?"

Li Mo was spitting non-stop in the earphones, spitting everywhere, while Li Qianhe looked aggrieved but didn't dare to talk back. After all, e-sports is all about strength, and he really felt embarrassed to put pressure on Li Mo, who had the highest kill rate in the whole game.

Luo Qinmei, who was sitting on a small bench at the door, cracked melon seeds and couldn't help laughing while watching the scene of loving father and filial son.

The game ended with Li Mo winning with 47 kills.

After the call, Li Mo took off his headphones and stood up.

"We've only played one game, and your dad hasn't even made up for the points he lost today."

"No more playing, I'm going to do my homework."

Li Qianhe closed the door and locked it, then looked at Li Mo and said:
"Eat my food, drink my drink, live my house, and you still don't want to play."

"Hurry up and sit down. Win one more game and get off the air gloriously!"

Li Mo didn't believe what Lao Deng said at all. He said a few days ago that playing one or two games would be enough, but he ended up playing until after ten o'clock every day, which left him with little time to study.

What does learning mean?
It means attribute points, and it means the career dream you have always dreamed of!

With time, your attributes will be fully upgraded, you will reach the peak of your career and win the championship, and then you will embark on a glorious life.

By then, you will no longer have to worry about the foot massage parlor K charging too much, and you will never know what it feels like to have a yacht impact.

At the very least, you can make a name for yourself by live streaming and make friends with others, without having to work like a slave.

"I don't believe you, we can play later when we have time."

Li Qianhe raised his finger and said solemnly:

"Dad, I guarantee it with my honor, let's play one more round!"

"What kind of personality does a sad person have who drags his son, who is about to take the college entrance examination, to play games all day long? Get out of my way, or I will scream for my mother."

Seeing that his persuasion was useless, Li Qianhe had no choice but to give up.

After returning to the bedroom, Li Mo looked at his data panel.

[Name: Li Mo]

【Age: 17】

Learning ability: 68

Academic performance: 69

[Reaction: 70]

[Consciousness: 52]

[Marksmanship: 58]

【Mindset: 72】

"Sure enough, my learning ability has increased a bit."

The day before yesterday, Li Mo noticed that his learning ability seemed to improve after playing games. Now it seems that this is not a coincidence.

Although he couldn't understand why playing games would improve his gaming skills, it didn't matter anymore.

Many things are difficult to explain, such as why I was reborn and even integrated into the system.

For example, why did my father, who always believed that beatings make good sons and forced me to study since I was a child, suddenly change his behavior and drag me to play games every day after school?
After returning to the bedroom, Li Mo reviewed the wrong questions and then practiced for more than an hour.

(End of this chapter)