Wang's father opened the door and took the lead in walking in.

Sang Xiaozhi watched the Wangs and his son enter the house, and hesitated for a moment, wondering whether she should dare to follow them into the house.

"Teacher Sang, what's wrong?"

Father Wang turned around and didn't see Sang Xiaozhi, so he quickly stretched out his hand to say, "Come in quickly!"

Sang Xiaozhi bit her lip and walked into Wang's house.

Most of Wang's father's anger had dissipated along the way. At this time, Sang Xiaozhi was present again. He sat down on the sofa, his mood was quite stable.

"Master Wang, tell me! What do you mean?"

Mr. Wang and Sang Xiaozhi sat across from Wang's father together. Hearing what Wang's father said, Mr. Wang hesitated for a moment, but he still said: "I don't want to continue studying... If I can work professionally, I will definitely

I want to go professional!"

The royal father snorted coldly: "Go? Don't you want to go?!"

Mr. Wang raised his head with firm eyes: "No matter what you think, I'm going!"

The royal father began to feel for a cigarette from his pocket.

On the other hand, Sang Xiaozhi spoke up: "Master Wang...you...actually I feel that you can finish high school. Look, you are now in your senior year of high school. Why..."

"Teacher Sang! You don't know what my grades are like! The college entrance examination is coming soon, what else can I change? Instead of going to the examination room and getting a destined result, it's better to go to the professional arena and give it a try!"

Mr. Wang's words became more and more eloquent as he spoke, and he no longer looked as submissive as before: "Besides, I also like playing games! I am very good at playing games! Jiang Shen said that many professional players currently cannot reach my level.

!”

As the number of words increased, the fire in Mr. Wang's heart gradually burned.

"Dad, I think what Jiang Shen said is right! I am still young now and there are so many possibilities in the future. Why can't I choose a path that I like?!"

Sang Xiaozhi is still persuading: "But have you ever thought about it, if you really go to play professional games, but you can't get good results, what will you do then? As far as I know, every professional player

The golden age is until the age of twenty-two!"

The prince's father, who was smoking a cigarette, raised his head when he heard this and said in surprise: "So short?"

Sang Xiaozhi nodded: "E-sports requires very high reaction speed from professional players! If you pass the golden age of twenty-two, the player's strength will decline significantly. By then, even former champion players will inevitably have to retire.

!”

Father Wang took a puff of cigarette and said worriedly: "Eighteen years old... twenty-two years old... just four years! Mr. Wang, in just four years, can you really achieve anything? You know, normal students here

Four years is the most valuable knowledge you can learn in college! If you haven’t accomplished anything by then, how will you compete with them in the future?”

Mr. Wang was a little anxious: "No, why don't you believe me so much?! I'm really good! If I were allowed to play in a professional competition, I would definitely win the championship!"

Father Wang looked at Master Wang suspiciously: "Are you very powerful? How powerful?"

Mr. Wang stood up and patted his chest: "I am now the top fifty top laner in the country! As long as you give me time, I will reach the top position in the country sooner or later!"

"Number one in the country? Just you?"

Father Wang looked at Mr. Wang up and down, and sneered from his nose: "With your virtue, I think you should stay at home obediently. I'll give you a repeat of the previous year, get into college, and go to school honestly."

Bar!"

"I'm really..."

Sang Xiaozhi saw that the two of them had a tendency to go against each other again, so she quickly pulled Master Wang with her little hand, pressed Master Wang on the chair, looked at Wang's father and said: "Doctor Wang... We don't understand what Master Wang said, either.

Why don’t we go and ask someone who knows this now?”

The royal father raised his head: "Who understands?"

"That Teacher Zhang just now! Isn't he the director of e-sports at our small town vocational college? He must understand this!"

"Zhang Jing..."

The royal father thought for a moment and nodded.

Wang Fu knew Zhang Jing very well, so he would definitely not lie to him.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhang Jing's number. Father Wang said directly: "Old Zhang! Let me ask you something!"

The person on the phone said: "Say it!"

"Isn't my kid very good at playing games?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, and then he laughed out loud: "Sheng Jian, do you know who the young man who came with me today is?"

Wang's father recalled for a while and replied: "That Xiao Jiang? Isn't he the honorary chairman of some university alliance?"

"Yes, that's right! But at the same time, he is also the champion coach of the League of Legends e-sports project!"

Father Wang sat up straight: "Coach?"

"Let me tell you this!" Zhang Jing explained to Wang Fu in a different way, "If e-sports is table tennis, then Jiang Bufan is Liu Guoliang!"

Of course, people of Wang's age know who Liu Guoliang is!

The legend of Chinese table tennis!

After retiring as a player, he became the coach of the national table tennis team and led the team to win the Grand Slam of table tennis events in major sports conferences many times!

When Wang's father was still young, he watched this man's table tennis matches every day!

"Liu Guoliang...that's amazing!"

"Sheng Jian, let me ask you! You said that Liu Guoliang personally discovered a good prospect, and then flew all the way from Shanghai to our small place to send an invitation to join the team... What does this mean?"

Father Wang was stunned for a moment, then silently hung up the phone. When he looked at Mr. Wang again, his eyes changed: "You...are you really good at playing games?"

Mr. Wang was furious: "I told you earlier! I'm such a dick!!!"

………………

"Open the door!"

There was a sound outside the hotel room door. Jiang Bufan came to his senses from the table, opened the door, and smiled: "It came very quickly!"

The visitor was a fat bald man. He walked into the room and threw a folder on Jiang Bufan's bed: "I brought you the contract, take a look!"

"Thank you for your hard work!" Jiang Bufan closed the door, picked up the documents on the bed, flipped through a few pages, and let out a sigh of relief, "With this, our last shortcoming has finally been made up!"

The fat bald man casually threw his coat on the back of the chair, and then lay down on the bed with his back stretched out. He complained a little: "I said, Lao Jiang! Who is this kind of god who is worthy of your troubles and running in person?"

Are you here to invite someone to a place where no one has shit?"

Jiang Bufan raised his eyes from the document in his hand, recalling the games he played with Mr. Wang in his mind, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "God? That's almost it! Anyway! Da Zhuang, I am

This time, I really made a lot of money on this trip to the prairie province!"

Liu Dazhuang raised his upper body and raised his eyebrows: "Is that guy's top laner better than the shy man?"

Jiang Bufan pondered for a moment, seeming to be thinking about how to describe it.
Chapter completed!