Su Ningyuan's eye sockets were slightly red at first, but they disappeared in no time.
When looking at Li Yun, his eyes were dazed.
Li Yun's gaze was too cold and calm.
The voice did not have any ups and downs, his expression was clear, and the corners of his lips were curled into a smile.
If it weren't for Su Ningyuan's self-knowledge, knowing how much he weighed, he might have believed it.
National champion or something, he can wake up with a smile from his dreams.
"Can Ning Yuan win the national championship?" Zhao Wanru glanced over Su Ningyuan's body, with a sarcastic smile, "Li Yun, you have to be realistic when you lie, you can't just play a game to win the championship."
Su Ningyuan's body was stiff and he didn't move. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the table expressionlessly.
For everyone who loves e-sports, the national championship is their dream.
Now his dream has been trampled under his feet mercilessly by his good mother.
In Zhao Wanru's eyes, he is just a joke.
No one at the table took Liyun's words seriously.
Even Zhao Xinyu pursed her lips lightly in a corner where no one was watching.
The old lady Zhao frowned even more, and looked at Su Ningyuan displeasedly, "Stay away from Liyun in the future, a country girl who is full of nonsense, don't be tainted with bad luck."
"Ning Yuan, you are not allowed to play games anymore!" Zhao Wanru warned him with a cold face, "If I see you playing games again in the future, don't touch your phone or computer again."
Su Ningyuan gritted his teeth tightly.
These people in front of him are all his closest relatives, but they didn't consider his feelings at all.
There was an indescribable coolness in his heart, rising up.
"I can do it." Su Ningyuan raised his head suddenly, with a look of ruthlessness in his eyes, "I will train hard, and I may be able to win the championship one day in the future."
It is completely impossible for him not to touch the game from now on, not to mention that he has already signed up for the ct selection, no matter what, he doesn't want to give up.
"It's against you!" Zhao Wanru patted the table heavily.
The porcelain bowl hit the table, and the crisp sound was chilling.
Su Ningyuan stood up, his small body had begun to take on the vigor of a man, his expression was calm, and his voice was slightly deep.
"I just want to play games, why can't I. In your mind, apart from bringing you fame and fortune, are other things insignificant!"
Zhao Wanru stood up, her eyes darkened, she slapped Su Ningyuan forcefully, "Shut up."
The sound of skin and flesh crashing, mixed with the sound of wind.
This slap made half of Su Ningyuan's face swollen.
Li Yun's lazy pupils were instantly stained with gloomy blackness, looking at the small body who turned to go upstairs, the arc of the thin lips dropped again and again.
"Mom, Ning Yuan, he" Zhao Xinyu didn't expect things to turn out like this.
The moment Zhao Wanru slapped her, the chopsticks in her hand shook.
Zhao Wanru picked up the spoon again, the palm of her left hand was bright red, her eyes were cold, "Don't worry about him, let him be a waste if you like."
***
Su Ning lay far away on the bed, staring at the ceiling dully.
The swelling of the cheeks became more and more obvious, and there were still red blood oozing out, which looked extremely scary.
Zhao Xinyu pushed open the door lightly and came in, carrying two ice bags in her hand.
Seeing her from afar, Su Ning called out weakly, "Sister, why are you here?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com