The Surgeon’s Studio

Chapter 1981: 1963 What cannot be realized is called a dream (Weapon Line 01 plus update 2)

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Massive amounts of money are pouring into the e-sports industry to gain attention. On the surface, it looks like flowers are blooming, but at the same time, countless TV series and video shorts are also adding fuel to the flames.

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

In his 20s, he is already considered an old player. He cannot keep up with his hand speed, awareness, and lack of attention, so he can only retire sadly.

They have low academic qualifications and no skills after retiring. How will they live their lives in the future

Therefore, Ye Qingqiu firmly does not support his son entering the e-sports industry.

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

This has been true since ancient times.

Although Ye Qingqiu is thoughtful, he can only face this kind of "communication" that puts him in a dilemma in life.

Reasoning with your son is far more complicated than a medical dispute, and even more difficult to communicate than a medical dispute. To put it more seriously, it is ten times more difficult than communicating with my wife.

In the hospital, Ye Qingqiu can understand all the needs of patients and their families. You can control the rhythm, follow the development of the situation, and solve problems easily.

Over the years, there have been no shocking major medical disputes in 912, and Ye Qingqiu is indispensable.

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

He knows what his son is pursuing - his dream!

Such an ethereal word contains so many young people’s thoughts.

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

But after being entangled in life for a long time, he knew that dreams were just dreams.

What can be realized is called expectation.

What cannot be realized is called a dream.

Only passion is not enough, you also need unparalleled persistence, belief, and even excellent luck to realize your dreams.

The teenagers who enter the e-sports industry are so young that they have not even had time to establish their own three views.

Ye Qingqiu sighed deeply and looked at the picture on the TV blankly.

It was a game last night. My son's team was eliminated when 16 advanced to 8.

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

The scene was fixed on the scene where the character played by his son fell to the ground and "died".

Ye Qingqiu could imagine how his opponents would cheer at this moment, and how his son would be sad and cry.

His heart hurt a little.

After being trapped in life for a long time and seeing more separations between life and death, Ye Qingqiu gradually became numb and indifferent.

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

He lit another cigarette and looked at the TV screen silently, guessing about his son's inner activities.

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

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

If you are young and frivolous, then be frivolous and give him a chance to indulge. This is what Ye Qingqiu said to comfort himself.

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

If it doesn't work, then come back and reread it, or take the ordinary but safer path.

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

He trained day and night and didn't even have time to eat a proper meal.

Ye Qingqiu watched silently, but felt a little distressed when he saw that his son only ate some fast food such as hamburgers during the training intervals every day.

But it’s okay, it’s only for one year.

Last night's game brought an answer to the agreement between father and son.

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

only…

Can my son agree

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

The communication between mother and son might be smoother, Ye Qingqiu thought.

The sound of the elevator was faintly heard, and Ye Qingqiu felt his heart beating faster. Even when facing the most professional medical trouble, he has never been so nervous.

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

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

The door opened and the sound of changing shoes could be heard. Ye Qingqiu didn't look back. He could hear the sound of shoes being changed and paused slightly.

This is what my son saw on TV.

Ye Qingqiu took a deep drag from his cigarette. Amidst the smoke, he saw his son entering his room directly from the corner of his eye.

Not even a hello.

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

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

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

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

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

He saw his son sitting on the bed with a confused face, lost in thought.

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

"Then come back as promised." He continued, "It's just an attempt. 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 regret it? We had an agreement last year." Ye Qingqiu's tone has become stern.

"What made me qualify was just a mistake! Just a mistake!"

Ye Qingqiu looked at his son with mixed feelings in his heart. A mistake? You will face more mistakes in this life, many of which will make you irrecoverable.

But Ye Qingqiu didn't say this. He looked at his son's slightly thin face and felt distressed.

After working hard for a year, I finally failed. The cause of failure will definitely not be that seemingly insignificant mistake, but the gap in strength.

If you want to reach the top and become the person standing on the top of the pyramid with your head held high, it will not be an accident.

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

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

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

She knew that her elder Ye's mood had also collapsed. Otherwise, based on his behavior, she would never have said this to her son when his mood was not yet stable.

Twenty minutes passed and the argument became more intense.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and then something heavy fell to the ground in the room, and Ye Qingqiu's lover rushed in quickly.

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

"son… "

"Mom, I can't see."