Parents of the older generation are deeply influenced by the ideas of the old era, and they are still looking for jobs in high-ranking civil servants, state-owned enterprises and other positions.

The children they hope for, not only must become members of the system, but at least have a serious job.

Being an anchor is not a serious job.

For this reason, when Li Zhaogang was broadcasting live, he often had quarrels with Li Hai, and at one point they became tit-for-tat and tense.

Li Hai broke a lot of the furniture at home.

Later, although Li Hai compromised due to his mother's dissuasion and Li Zhao's insistence, the two still had an agreement that once Li Zhao reaches his senior year, he must go out to find a job in a company.

"Even if he goes to the factory, I won't allow him to eat and die at home."

These were the exact words that Li Hai almost roared out when the argument turned red in the face.

In his opinion, live streaming is equivalent to eating and waiting to die.

"Isn't it my senior year yet? What are you in a hurry for?" her mother, Jiang Yueying, walked out of the kitchen with corn rib soup and spat.

"Don't worry, I'll move out in my senior year and won't be an eyesore to you."

Li Zhao didn't give in. He and Li Hai had conflicting fates, and they would quarrel every time they couldn't say more than two words.

However, Li Hai's words also reminded him.

It was almost his senior year, and it was really time for him to make plans for the future.

In the past year of working as an anchor, Li Zhao has received almost no money except basic salary, rewards, and advertisements, and his card balance is only a little over 10,000.

This little money is basically gone if you pay rent and a deposit.

Li Xiaoyu had already put down his cell phone, tugged on Li Zhao's sleeves, and whispered, "Li Zhao, do you really want to move out?"

Jiang Yueying saw that the atmosphere was not right, but she sided with Li Zhao: "Zhao, don't pay attention to your old idiot dad, your mom supports you.

As long as we don't steal or rob, we can support ourselves.

If your father doesn’t support you, your mother will support you.”

"It's all your fault for allowing him to be an anchor. Look at your son. He hides in his room and plays games all day long. How can he still have the vigor of a college student?" Hearing Jiang Yueying's almost doting words, Li Hai's eyes widened and he was furious.

Find a place.

"What's wrong with being an anchor? Your son has 100,000 fans as an anchor. Do you have any fans? You can only talk about your fans."

Jiang Yueying was rude and sarcastic.

Jiang Yueying has never lost in a quarrel.

Seeing that something was wrong, Li Zhao and Li Xiaoyu quickly finished the rice and got into the room.

In the evening, Li Zhao did not broadcast any more live broadcasts.

Having just traveled through time, he still feels dreamy about today's live broadcast and the system. Maybe when he wakes up, he will appear in South Korea tomorrow and become an international student again.

…

In the dream, Li Zhao thought of many scenes, including his ex-girlfriend Ruoruo who stayed in Korea, his teammates from the e-sports club in this world, Zhang Wei, Ah Chao, Shadow...

The dream was fixed on a round face full of arrogance.

"Damn, Li Xiaoyu, you were reincarnated as a female ghost."

Opening his eyes, Li Xiaoyu was standing beside the bed, looking at the layout of Li Zhao's room with his big eyes, or nodding with satisfaction, and then shaking his head in disgust.

"Brother, are you awake?" Seeing Li Zhao wake up, Li Xiaoyu quickly looked away and looked at Li Zhao seriously.

"Don't you have to do papers today? How about I give you a winter holiday gift?" Li Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and hid under the quilt to prepare a winter wake-up combo.

Sitting, lifting, and wearing, you must cooperate with your hands and feet in the shortest time after leaving the quilt, and release all combos to avoid the magical attack of Winter's Wrath.

The winter in Huizhou is like Lissandra, who can be beaten into a popsicle by a big move if she is not careful.

Li Xiaoyu rolled his eyes and asked, "Brother, you said yesterday that you would move out in your senior year. Is it true?"

"What's wrong? Miss your brother?"

Li Zhao snorted coldly and took the bedside clothes over: "Then cherish the last six months with your brother and bring you more snacks. Maybe I will leave later."

Li Xiaoyu lowered his head and turned the corner of his clothes, and said coquettishly: "Brother, do you think there is a possibility that after you leave, I won't have to share a bed with my parents anymore, and my mother will give me your bed."

Asleep?"

"Huh?" Li Zhao's movements were stiff and his whole body felt bad.

He slowly turned his head and stared at Li Xiaoyu with raised eyebrows.

Let me talk about feelings with you,

You actually want to sleep in my bed?

Seeing that Li Zhao was getting angry, Li Xiaoyu hurriedly defended: "Brother, I didn't mean that. Of course I will be sad after you leave.

I just assumed, sadness aside, would mom give me your room?"

"Li Xiaoyu, you'd better get out of here before I get angry."

Seeing that Li Zhao was about to stand up and pinch her again, Li Xiaoyu hurriedly opened her arms, moved her short legs and ran out in fright.

It’s very similar to Zoe’s posture of passively accelerating away.

"Mom, brother bullied me..."

I can't cure you anymore.

Li Zhao disdainfully blew his hair.

Finished getting up.

Li Zhao started to wash up, brushing his teeth, squeezing out the pimples on his nose, and rubbing off the dry and cracked cuticles on his face.

The whole process is like taking out small pieces from the store bit by bit, and finally synthesizing the three-phase power into a 360-degree ready-made outfit with no blind spots.

The hair is simply styled and looks cool.

"Mom, I won't be at home for lunch." When he went out to the living room, Li Xiaoyu was kneeling on the sofa, giving Jiang Yueying a pat on the back and squeezing her shoulders with an attentive look on her face.

"She's so pretty, she must be looking for a girlfriend."

Li Xiaoyu thought quietly.

Ignoring Li Xiaoyu's complaint, Li Zhao put on the A-cone he bought from Pinxixi and went out in style.

…

Huizhou University.

Looking at the entire country of China, Huizhou University is also a double-first-class institution of higher learning that shoulders the 211 mission.

When Li Zhao was admitted to Huizhou University, almost all his seven aunts and eight aunts and neighbors had high hopes that he would become a pillar of the country and a talented person.

Central enterprises, civil servants, multinational companies, everything is possible.

It seems as if a rich generation is about to be born from the old Li family.

Li Zhao was originally standing in the clouds looking forward to the future, but since he was led into Summoner's Rift by his roommates in his freshman year, he has been out of control and completely embarked on the path of e-sports.

Li Zhao, who is extremely talented, became the kid with the highest rank in the dormitory in just half a month.

Later, he was spotted by Zhang Wei, the e-sports club president, and invited to join the e-sports club.

Now, it is the third year that Li Zhao has joined the e-sports club.

In the past three years, Li Zhao has served as the top laner of Huizhou University E-sports Club, played dozens of games, and won many honors.

Soon, I will be a senior and it is time to quit the e-sports club.

Thinking of this, Li Zhao couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

It's the holidays now, and there are almost no people on campus.

Li Zhao greeted the security uncle and squeezed in through a small opening in the door.

The e-sports club of Huizhou University is right next to the computer room.

As soon as he approached, Li Zhao heard the sound of typing on the keyboard. After the holidays, as members of the e-sports club, most of them would stay to train, discuss tactics, and return to their hometowns a few days later than ordinary students.

Li Zhao happened to live next to the school, so it was convenient.

"Snapped!"

As soon as Li Zhao entered the door, a crisp slap hit his ears.

"Ah Chao, you are really good!"

The young man sitting in the front row said angrily, and then slapped his right cheek again.

A mistake was made in the upper wave operation, resulting in three empty shots and two empty shots, and the opponent's mid laner was confiscated.

For such a small mistake in operation, most players would say it's a pity at most, but Ah Chao would just give himself a slap in the face and conduct self-examination.

The other team members were accustomed to the young man's behavior and no one stopped him.

"Brother Li is here?" Ah Chao greeted Li Zhao with a smile and rubbed his face.

Li Zhao patted the young man on the shoulder: "Next time, be gentler. Look at your face, it's even red."

Ah Chao scratched his head and said, "Thank you, Brother Li, for your concern. It's a conditioned reflex. I won't fight next time."
Chapter completed!