Chapter 1962 What Cannot Be Realized Is Called a Dream (Weapon Line 01 Plus 2)

Massive amounts of funds have poured into the e-sports industry to gain attention. On the surface, it looks like flowers are blooming like brocades, but at the same time, countless serials and short video dramas are also fueling the flames.

However, who can see the misery of those "old" players who have limited talent and silently retired.

Even those in their 20s are already considered old players. If their hand speed and awareness cannot keep up, and they have no attention, they can only retire sadly.

They have low education and no skills after retiring. How will they live in the future?

So Ye Qingqiu firmly does not support his son's entry into the e-sports industry.

But the communication between father and son is very dull and full of gunpowder.

This has been the case since ancient times.

Although Ye Qingqiu has deep thoughts, he can only face this kind of "communication" that makes him in a dilemma in his life.

Reasoning with your son is far more complicated than medical disputes, and even more difficult to communicate with than medical disputes. No matter how serious it is, it is ten times more difficult than communicating with my wife.

In the hospital, Ye Qingqiu can know all the needs of patients and their families. I can control the rhythm, follow the development of the situation, and solve the problem easily.

Ye Qingqiu has contributed a lot to the fact that 912 has not had such shocking major medical disputes over the years.

However, at home, facing his own son, Ye Qingqiu had nothing to do.

He knew what his son was pursuing—a dream!

How many young people's thoughts are contained in such an illusory vocabulary.

Ye Qingqiu was also young, full of passion, and had his own dreams.

But after being trapped by life for a long time, he knows that dreams are just dreams.

What can be achieved is called expectation.

What cannot be realized is called a dream.

It is not enough to have a passion, but also unparalleled persistence, belief, and even great luck to realize your dreams.

The teenagers entering the e-sports industry are so young that they haven't even had time to establish their own three views.

Ye Qingqiu sighed deeply, and stared blankly at the screen on the TV.

It was a game last night, and my son's team was eliminated when they entered 8 from 16.

It's not a final, but just a regional-level junior event with less than 10,000 online broadcasts.

The picture freezes on the scene where the character operated by his son falls to the ground and "dies".

Ye Qingqiu could imagine how his opponent would cheer and how his son would cry at this moment.

His heart ached a little.

After being surrounded by life for a long time, and seeing life and death parting too much, Ye Qingqiu gradually became numb and indifferent.

It's only when he faces his son who is in his blood that he becomes more lively.

He lit another cigarette, watched the TV screen silently, guessing his son's inner activities in his heart.

One year ago, the father and son had an in-depth exchange.

In the end Ye Qingqiu compromised, because he was his own son, and because he had a heart to fight for his dream.

If you are young and frivolous, then be frivolous, give him a chance to indulge, these are Ye Qingqiu's comforting words.

In a year's time, if he can make his name in the newly emerging professional league and enter the ranks of top players, Ye Qingqiu will support his son to go on.

If not, then come back and re-read it, or take the ordinary but safer path.

After getting his own consent, Ye Qingqiu could feel the enthusiasm bursting out of his son's body.

He trains day and night, and he doesn't even have time for a proper meal.

Ye Qingqiu watched silently, but seeing his son only eating some fast food like hamburgers during the interval of training every day, he felt a little distressed.

But it's okay, it's only one year.

Last night's game, the agreement between father and son had an answer.

Leaving the e-sports industry and returning to tradition, this is Ye Qingqiu's bottom line.

only……

Can my son agree?

He didn't pick him up at the airport, his wife did.

The communication between mother and child might be smoother, Ye Qingqiu thought to himself.

The sound of the elevator came faintly, and Ye Qingqiu felt his heart beat faster. Even when facing the most professional doctors, he was never so nervous.

After all, blood is thicker than water, and he knew what his son would think and do.

He will not give up, that stubbornness is just like when he was young.

The door opened, and the sound of changing shoes came. Ye Qingqiu didn't look back, he could hear the sound of changing shoes and paused slightly.

This is the son saw the TV screen.

Ye Qingqiu took a deep breath of the cigarette, and the smoke was lingering. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his son directly entering his room.

Not even a hello.

After waiting for his son to enter the room, after a few minutes, Ye Qingqiu looked at his lover.

She shook her head sadly, indicating that her son was in a bad mood.

Ye Qingqiu put out the cigarette, walked outside his son's room, and knocked on the door.

Respect is a must, but sometimes, you must have your own bottom line when doing things.

After knocking on the door, Ye Qingqiu pushed the door open and went in.

He saw his son sitting on the bed with a dazed face, lost in spirit.

"Failed." Ye Qingqiu said as calmly as possible.

"Then come back according to the agreement." He continued, "It's just an attempt, and it doesn't matter if you fail. You are still young, and you still have the opportunity to keep trying and making mistakes until you find the path that suits you best."

"No!"

A stubborn voice came out of the young man's mouth.

"Do you want to go back on your word? Last year, we had an agreement." Ye Qingqiu's tone had become severe.

"It's just a mistake for me to qualify! It's just a mistake!"

Ye Qingqiu looked at his son with mixed feelings in his heart. a mistake? You have to face more mistakes in this life, and many of them will destroy you forever.

It's just this sentence, Ye Qingqiu didn't say it, he looked at his son's slightly thin face and felt distressed.

I worked hard for a year, but finally failed. The reason for the failure is definitely not that seemingly insignificant mistake, but the gap in strength.

It is not by accident that you want to reach the top and become the one who stands on the top of the pyramid with your head held high.

It is an inevitability, a combination of hard work, hard work, struggle, talent, and luck.

It's just that my son doesn't understand this.

...

Ye Qingqiu's lover stood outside the door anxiously, listening to the quarrel between the father and son. The son was hysterically talking about his dreams, but Ye Qingqiu was calmly talking about the facts.

She knew that her old Ye's mood had also collapsed, otherwise she would act according to his behavior, and she would never say these things when her son's mood was still not stable.

Twenty minutes passed and the argument intensified.

There was a crisp "pop", and then something heavy fell into the room, and Ye Qingqiu's lover rushed in.

The son sat on the ground in a daze, waving his hands in front of his eyes in a panic.

"son……"

"Mom, I can't see anything."