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Chapter 32 Chapter 0032 I want to play professionally

Seeing this news, Yan Lin canceled the queue for the ranking.

PDD?

Sao... Oh no, prostitute teacher?

How did he pay attention to himself?
Yanlin thought for a while, and replied: Well, if it is really a prostitute teacher, then I would like to know more about it.

PDD took a sharp puff of cigarette, and slowly puffed out the clouds.Smoking at will is comfortable without facing the live camera.

PDD first asked Yanlin how old he was, and the latter answered cheekily nineteen.

Seeing this nineteenth, PDD laughed, put the cigarette in his mouth, and clacked on the keyboard with both hands, and soon sent out a few more words:

"Your top laner is playing well, so I have some thoughts about you."

"You can win with this winning rate on the top of the canyon, you must not be the kind of bastard who has nothing to do with others, right?"

"I also read your ranking. I think you are very strong and have great potential. I like you very much, so I want to ask you, are you interested in coming to my YM trial training?"

"I think you can prove yourself on a broad stage, how about it, are you excited?"

Yanlin had already thought about what was going on when he was approached by others, and when he asked about his age, his conjecture was further verified.

Not surprisingly.

Cong Xin, Banana: I am very excited.

Congxin, Banana: But how do you prove that you are that cute prostitute teacher?
"Ya'er! This guy, hey, evil." Seeing Yanlin's adjective, Sao Zhu laughed, holding the cigarette upside down, almost sucking the red hot cigarette butt in, recreating the classic of reverse smoking operate.

Quickly adjust the cigarette holder back and put it on, and then PDD continued to type:
"Come on, add me on Weibo, the number... (omitted), let's have a good conversation."

"Let's have a video, okay, let's see if I'm your cute prostitute teacher."

Now it was Yan Lin's turn to laugh.

He didn't have much doubts at first, just being skinny, but it's not bad to just add the contact information of the whoring teacher.

……

After dinner, Yanlin had a good talk with the whoring teacher for a while, and shared his thoughts, expressing that he was willing to try, but he had to discuss it with his family.

Yanlin thought he could have another kind of life, and there was no need to follow the old, smooth path.

This road is difficult and bumpy. Many people can't even get through the most basic youth training. If they get through it, if they don't become famous in the end, their future may not be very good. However, Yanlin still yearns for it.

Maybe players who have worked hard to score are yearning for this path.

Yanlin clicked on the friend list, found his father, and asked if he had eaten.

Father: I have eaten early, if you have anything to say, hurry up, your father and I are very busy.

Dad: The last time I told you about the live broadcast, I didn’t finish it because I was busy. I was so busy that I almost bald.

Dad: Otherwise, I won't open it at all.

Dad: But it’s not fun to play games by yourself. Why is it so difficult to play games and chat with people at the same time?

Yanlin: "..."

You asked me to speak quickly, but you, where can I get in?
Mu Linsen: It depends on your thoughts.

Mu Linsen: By the way, Dad, I received a trial training invitation from the team owner, and I want to play professionally. I have already agreed with you, and I have to discuss it with you and my mother.

Mu Linsen: How is it?
Father Yan on the other side of the screen was silent for nearly 2 minutes, and then Yan Lin saw "The other party is typing..." at the top of the screen

This input took another half a minute, and only five words and a question mark were sent out:
Can you say that again?
Mu Linsen: I want to play professionally.

There was another long period of typing, and the final message was:

Then hit it!In the future, the live broadcast will bring a professional son, Dorafeng!hit!Damn it!
Yanlin: "..."

No, you are really weird. I thought you were going to stop me. I prepared all the explanations for the link, but you just said this to me. You will bring a professional son to the live broadcast in the future. More cool?
Cool?

Cool? ? ?

This word doesn't seem to be used like that. Hey!
All right, all right, you are my father, I don't care about this with you.

Mu Linsen: What did my mother say?
Dad: Hahaha, she went out to play mahjong, and she probably won't finish playing mahjong until later. I'll ask her to call you when she comes back.

Mu Linsen: Okay, goodbye, Dad.

Dad: Bye.

Dad has passed this level, but mom's side is not necessarily, after all, it is really difficult for her to speak.

……

At eleven o'clock, Yanlin received a call from his mother.

"Xiao Lin, I heard from your father about your matter." His mother's tone was a little strange, and Yan Lin could hear it, "Halfway through the book, do you really decide to do that?"

"Yes, mom, I've already thought about it a long time ago, seriously." Yan Lin's tone was very calm, as if he reported his test scores to his mother in middle and high school.

"Huh..." My mother let out a long breath, "That's fine, I won't say much, it's your own business, make your own decision, and I don't want to force you."

"But no matter what happens in the future, don't regret it. This is the path you chose, don't let me hear your complaints." The mother's tone suddenly became uncomfortable, "That's it, goodbye, you work hard."

Yan Lin put down the phone and thanked Marshal Yan in his heart.

How could my mother be so easy to talk to?Before that, Marshal Yan must have done some ideological work for his mother, as you can tell from her tone just now.

Although this guy often does things that make people feel confused, but I have to say that the results are always reassuring.

Thank you for your hard work Dad, thank you for your efforts; thank you Mom, thank you for your understanding.

At Yanlin's house, Yan's father held Yan's mother, fearing that she would lose her temper again.

"Didn't they all say to let the children make their own choices? Think about our parents back then, and think about our experience, don't let your children suffer like that again."

"Didn't I say that this child is not afraid of instability in his future life? It's really..."

"What age do you think it is now? Maybe in the future, the child's monthly income will be higher than the sum of the two of us. Don't worry, I believe him."

"Hey……"

"Stop moaning, come on, let's go back to sleep early, we have to go to work tomorrow."

"This kid... hey! Hey hey! Old Yan, what are you doing? Put me down quickly! You..."

"Go back to sleep, or else you won't have to continue to sulk."

"I... my mother can walk by myself! When did you want to hug me like a child? Put me down quickly! Quickly..."

"Just let it go now, don't worry, I won't hold it all the time, why don't you just let it go?"

"I... dead ghost! You are going to die!"

……

It's late at night, turn off the lights, it's time to sleep.

Yan Lin was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time, because he was already imagining his future professional life.

The training intensity is very high, it seems... not easy.

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