Yan Zhan nodded towards Mingyu and asked belatedly: "You don't have to go to school?"
Seeing Mingyu, he naturally thought of Manshu.
Mingyu should be about the same age as Manshu.
Mingyu's expression froze when Yan Zhan asked.
This Uncle Yan is the one who doesn’t want to open the pot.
He learned it just to hide.
It's different from people like Chen Yuting who can get high scores even if they sleep every day.
Mingyu is a boy who is tired of studying through and through.
He once wanted to drop out of school and play e-sports, but his father chased him three streets while carrying his slippers.
Ming's father couldn't control his son, so he left it to me.
On the surface, she was here to take care of the old man, but in fact, she didn't want to see him jumping around every day.
"A-Zhan is here?" Ming Huazhang heard this, and he first looked at Yan Zhan.
Then he had an idea: "I was just thinking about what this kid should do. What kind of professional competition does he want to play? With his level, who can he beat?"
With a family like the Ming family, Ming Yu, as the grandson, can certainly do whatever he wants.
The dividends from his family alone are enough to support him for several lifetimes.
However, what parent doesn’t want their children to be positive?
In this era, e-sports is not recognized at all, and parents even find ways to send their children to schools to combat Internet addiction.
They hate their children's addiction to online games.
"Azhan, I heard that you are a master of computers. How are you doing at the game? Help me teach this kid a lesson!"
Ming Huazhang had long wanted to ask Yan Zhan to help teach his grandson a lesson.
It’s just that Yan Zhan was too busy and couldn’t spare the time.
No, we bumped into each other today.
"Grandpa, please don't embarrass Uncle Yan. A computer expert is not necessarily a game expert." When it comes to playing computer games, Ming Yu may not be able to keep up with Yan Zhan.
But if it's just about playing games, he still has that confidence.
He thought Yan Zhan would refuse, because a strict person like Yan Zhan might not know how to play games at all.
Unexpectedly, Yan Zhan nodded: "Okay."
"Uncle Yan, are you really good at playing games?" Mingyu was a little curious. He put his peaked cap on his head and put his headphones on his neck. He almost thought he heard wrong.
"It's enough to beat you." Yan Zhan didn't take the child seriously.
Mingyu also refused to admit defeat: "Uncle Yan, if you really want to fight me, don't blame me for not giving you face. It's impossible for me to let you go just because you are an elder."
Ming Huazhang glanced at Yan Zhan and then looked at his grandson: "How about this, Xiao Ming, if you win, grandpa will agree to you becoming an e-sports player. If you lose, just go to school obediently."
"It just so happens that it's only been a month since the start of the third year of high school. You go to Manshu's school for interpretation, and you go back to the imperial capital to take the college entrance examination. As long as you can pass the undergraduate course, even if you apply to take a leave of absence from college to play competitions, grandpa will take care of it for you."
Ming Huazhang made up his mind to educate his grandson.
The youngest is the most favored, and it must be said that the whole family loves Mingyu, which has led to him developing such a whimsical temperament.
"Grandpa, you said this!" Mingyu's eyes lit up, and he fought with Yan Zhan for freedom!
Yan Zhan promised to help Mr. Ming educate the naughty child, and then looked at Mr. Yan.
"You canceled the press conference?" Originally, the old man personally came forward to prove that the two children had been exchanged. The press conference was almost here, and there was still no one there.
"It's not cancelled. I chose a good location for the press conference." Mr. Yan pointed to the ward, "What do you think of holding a press conference here?"