Chapter 97
The boy looked up indifferently.
Teacher Wang immediately changed his words: "Jiao sheds the feelings of teachers and students."
After school, Teacher Wang deliberately blocked the door of the classroom, and said to Shen Chi, who was walking towards the school door with a bag on his back, "I knew you didn't come to the office, and I said what you should say. You are still young and don't know the importance of the college entrance examination. So go back and ask your parents to call me-"
"No." The boy lowered his eyes.
"Your dad brought you here when school started." Teacher Wang laughed angrily, "You don't let your parents call me, I'll be there tomorrow."
Hearing the last sentence, Shen Chi's body froze, and took the note from Teacher Wang with the phone number written on it.
The teenager walked back to the house holding the note, stared at the number on the note, and took a photo of the number.
[Shen Chi] The head teacher asked the parents to call, can you help me? It shouldn't take too long, it's this number
After a long time, he did not receive a reply.
[Shen Chi] It's okay to be inconvenient
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The afternoon in Border Town was the early morning in New Jersey. When Yan Xuexiao woke up, she saw the message on the screen, her eyes stopped, and she dialed the number.
Mr. Wang was eating when he received the call. Seeing that the number was from the United States, he thought that imperialism would kill me, and said alertly, "No matter what you say, I will not reveal any information."
But unlike what he imagined, the phone came from a young man's pure Chinese: "I am Shen Chi's parent."
"Are you his elder brother?" Teacher Wang put down his guard and didn't care about eating. He turned over Shen Chi's report card while listening to the phone, "You really need to criticize him properly."
"I don't listen to classes in class. The two quizzes at the beginning of the school are the last in the whole grade. The total score is less than 200. Recently, my homework has been very poor, and none of the questions are correct. Recently, I like to be late."
"Speaking of being a parent, it's not good to give a name to the child, but it's called Shen Chi. Isn't that late, it should be called Shen Zao."
Teacher Wang said with a sigh: "This kid is smart, although I tell every parent this, but Shen Chi is really smart and has a good memory. He will memorize the text after listening to it twice, but if he continues like this, he will definitely take the test. If you don't go to college, what's the future?"
Seeing that the other side did not speak, Teacher Wang said with experience: "I know that parents must be angry now. Everyone wants children with good grades, but I still advocate quality education. It is not necessary to do it, and criticize it when it is necessary."
Yan Xueyiao listened quietly, then hung up the phone and started the live broadcast.
The teenager is on time live.
"Today is on time!"
"Tonight's PCL Autumn Finals, don't you watch it? I've already opened two live broadcast rooms."
"Don't you think about playing a career? You can play next year."
"Professional is still too difficult, there are two worlds of offline competition and online competition"
Shen Chi in front of the computer clenched the mouse tightly. He didn't think about his future. Now he just wanted to make money quickly. If he could pay off the money, he wanted to try to become a professional player.
He broadcasted the live broadcast until twelve o'clock in the evening. When he was about to get up from his seat, a call came in. The teenager looked at his name and sat back to his seat. He answered the phone and asked in a low voice, "Are you free now? Can you help me if you are free? Give the teacher a call."
"Called." The young man's calm reply came from the phone.
"Oh." He breathed a sigh of relief, thought of a question, and asked cautiously, "Did the teacher say that my grades are poor?"
"Yes." The other party said calmly, "I hope you know that you won't be able to go to university if you don't listen to the class. If you want to make a living from games, being an anchor is not suitable for you. Professional e-sports is very cruel. Gifted talent competes for one of the few honors, and there is only one championship."
The other party obviously did his homework and listed the disadvantages one by one in front of him, and Shen Chi lowered his head and couldn't refute it.
However, in the next second, he heard Yan Xuexiao's cold voice softly sound: "But I think you will become a great professional player."
Chapter 51
It was the first time someone told Shen Chi that you would become a great professional player. It was like being touched on the head gently, and the teenager immediately lowered his head to cover up his red eye circles.
He looked at the attribution displayed on the phone, and asked in a low voice, "Are you in the United States?"
"Part-time work-study."
He asked, "University?"
"Philosophy graduate student."
In Shen Chi's opinion, philosophy is synonymous with poverty, and the young man suddenly felt that the burden of supporting his family was heavier: "Are you going to return to China?"
"I will continue my blog."
After the call, Shen Chi opened the geography book and turned out the world map. In the past, the United States was only a plane ticket distance to him, but now he found that the United States was very far away from him, across the Pacific Ocean, a full 14,000 kilometers. the distance.
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The next day, Shen was late for school.
Mr. Wang, who was standing at the door of the classroom, looked at him carefully for a long time: "It seems that he didn't do it. Did you tell you what your brother should have said yesterday?"
The young man nodded.
Teacher Wang breathed a sigh of relief: "Your brother has to call me all the way in the United States, so don't live up to his expectations."
The teenager lowered his eyes and snorted, and for the first time, he said his inner thoughts firmly: "I want to be a professional player."
Hearing his words, Teacher Wang almost recited it in one breath.