The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Fu Zhi: "..."

How could she take him away?

After she showed off her high-end skills, she decided to retire on the spot!

Fu Zhi hesitated for a moment, then refused gently but decisively: "If I don't leave, don't leave either. I look at your academic performance. If you go to Dusk Team, you can only go to the second team to clean." ”

As he said this, he was afraid that Lu Yumo wouldn't believe it, so he nodded affirmatively with a "hmm" to enhance the credibility of his words.

Lu Yumo was heartbroken: "..."

Seeing that Lu Yumo didn't speak, Fu Zhi assumed that he had listened and acquiesced, and then took out the only jar of yogurt in his suitcase and the bank card she had given to Lu Yumo before.

Fu Zhi unscrewed the lid of the yogurt, took a sip, and then placed it on the table.

"..."

Lu Yumo was stunned, watching helplessly as Fu Zhi destroyed his confidence to run away from home, and his whole life was shattered. It felt like the sky was falling. His legs no longer had the strength to hold him up, and he stumbled backwards. In two steps, it was as if the last straw of survival was stripped from his hands, and he fell to the ground and shut himself up.

With a pale face, she murmured: "My father doesn't care, my mother doesn't love me, but as soon as my sister accepts the bank card, I'm just a cabbage in the field..."

The eighteen-year-old boy, with arrogant eyebrows, should have been as domineering as an angry horse in bright clothes, but now his face was wet with tears, a bit like Gou, a puppy abandoned by his owner next to the trash can on the roadside.

Fu Zhi didn't hear what he was mumbling, but heard him sigh and said matter-of-factly: "Don't be impulsive. It's common for parents to object to playing professional games."

The puppy raised his little head and looked at Zhi Zhi.

Fu Zhi said: "When my teammates, Xinghe and others came out to play professional games, their families didn't agree with it. They made a big fuss, saying that this was not doing their job properly."

"In the past few years, e-sports has become more and more formal. Parents have learned more about this industry, and the opposition has become smaller. When you were in Galaxy, you had no fans, no future, and no food to eat. In these days, you won’t be as stressed as you are now.”

Gou Gou sniffed softly, "Real men are not afraid of pressure at all!"

"But I don't think you're good at handling pressure."

Fu Zhi didn't need to talk about how long ago it happened. When Zhou Tingting became pregnant, Lu Yumo collapsed, "You are usually too naive. Playing games requires a flexible mind and precise operations, including the ability to grasp the overall situation of the team. Moreover, professional players who are under the age of thirty basically have to retire.”

How to say retirement? If you don't have shares in the club, or if you change careers and work as a team coach for a while, it is no different from being unemployed.

For parents like Lu Jingqing, thirty years old is the prime time for a man to start his career. Seeing Lu Yumo stalled is something Lu Jingqing cannot accept.

"Then I just want to play the game!" Lu Yumo choked up, feeling aggrieved and acting coquettishly. He felt that if Fu Zhi didn't join his team in this family, he would be doomed.

"Zhizhi, please help me!"

"..."

Lu Yumo's overlapping sound really made Fu Zhi sick.

Fu Zhi coughed lightly and avoided Lu Yumo's hot gaze, "I'm not letting you play the game. What I mean is that when you choose to play professionally, you shouldn't put down your studies."

Is Lu Yumo stupid?

It is undeniable that he is not smart.

But if he just can't graduate from high school and get into a second- or even first-level university, that's impossible.

That's simply because he doesn't want to take the exam.

"My suggestion is," Fu Zhi said it was an opinion, not an arbitrary demand for what Lu Yumo should do. "You go to a university. This will be good for you in the future."

Lu Yumo hesitated.

Fu Zhi doubted his purpose of playing the game, "You didn't say you wanted to play professional games just because you didn't want to study, right?"

"of course not!"

Lu Yumo couldn't stand the stimulation and argued with Fu Zhi while holding his neck.

After finishing speaking, he said a little less confidently: "But I feel that my grades are not good enough. Instead of spending time on this kind of thing that has no reward, it is better to play more games and train."

Oh, then Fu Zhi can definitely tell Lu Yumo: "When you go to the current team, they will only recruit players from the second team. They are not like the first team who just go on the field and fight. They won't give you many opportunities at all." Trained.”

"Then what should I do?" Lu Yumomo won the championship, "I went there with the idea of ​​reaching the top at the beginning."

Fu Zhi thought that Lu Yumo started with a bed, and the rest depended on dreams.

She called up the school's general rankings on her phone and found her eldest brother among the bottom.

"Weren't you ranked seventh before?" Fu Zhi asked without understanding.

Lu Yumo vicissitudes of life replied: "Yes, six of your classmates before Class 21 were at the bottom of my class. Later, you made up lessons for them."

Fu Zhi: "..." Blame me?

"In that case, you come to class with Class 21. You just need to take notes carefully. If you get into the top 500 in the school next time and keep improving, you will be allowed to play in the professional competition."

"real?"

Lu Yumo thought of Fu Zhi's tutoring methods, which could turn a stupid bird into an eagle. His eyes lit up, then dimmed, "But can parents do the same?"

"Why do you think they wouldn't agree?"

"...Well, just," Lu Yumo didn't know what to say, and rubbed his hair irritably, "I think...they have planned my life for me. They want me to inherit the company and support Lu Yushen!"

Inherit the company and raise Lu Yushen...

Every word Lu Yumo said shocked Fu Zhi, "So you are the ordinary and confident man mentioned on the Internet?"

Lu Yumo, a popular man: "..."

Lu Yumo was hurt and felt Fu Zhi's full malice. He felt even more aggrieved, feeling that Fu Zhi didn't understand him.

In fact, it was not that he wanted to think badly of his parents. Lu Yumo lowered his head and clasped hands, "Then when I was very young, they stayed with Lu Yushen all day long."

"The Lu family's villa is so big, I would be scared even if I was alone."

When Lu Yumo was a child, he was always troubled and felt that he received too little care.

But his crying was eventually followed by some casual words from relatives and even his parents, "Your brother is sick. You have to take care of him and give him a step aside." "Your brother used to be such a smart kid. It's a pity that now This life is ruined. You have to study hard and take care of her for the rest of your life." "Your brother seems to be crying. If you have anything to do, please wait. I have to go see your brother." The sound in his voice was exhausted.

Lu Yumo was a little disgusted, even resentful. Lu Yushen was sick, but what did this have to do with him?

Was it him who made Lu Yushen sick?

Why did Lu Yushen have to spend his whole life taking care of this younger brother when he was ill and unable to speak or socialize?

Lu Yumo would also be aggrieved. At that age, he should have held hands with girls and eaten spicy strips like other classmates.

It was because of Lu Yushen that he suffered premature cold violence!

He didn't want to see Lu Yushen, and he even hated Fu Zhi who came to the Lu family.

Subconsciously, he felt that the love in this family was obviously not enough, so why should the extra share be given to an outsider?

Fu Zhi raised his eyes to look at him.

Lu Yumo's eyes were red. He seemed to feel that it was a bit embarrassing to tell a sister who was younger than him about the thoughts that had been accumulated in his heart for many years. He reacted to his previous complaints belatedly.

He hurriedly looked away, not wanting Fu Zhi to think that he was careless, so he changed his words: "But it doesn't matter, anyway, the age when I need to care is already over, I..."

"Don't cry."

Before Lu Yumo finished speaking, suddenly, a pair of slender hands encircled his whole body, and a body with a slight milky fragrance came closer to him.

Before he could react, Fu Zhi hugged him firmly.

Fu Zhi's fingertips patted his shoulder, and she was very close to him.

The boy sat on the ground, and his former little girl knelt on the ground and leaned over to hug him. The soft and warm embrace made the young man lose consciousness for a moment, and his eyes were inexplicably sour, "Who, who is crying..."

He suddenly felt even more aggrieved. He obviously had no intention of crying, but the moment he was hugged, his tears couldn't stop. "You are so annoying...why are you hugging me all of a sudden..."

He complained softly, but his tone sounded more like pretentious joy.

Fu Zhi thought for a moment, "I think you want me to hug you."

She said, "Your expression just now was a bit like a lost puppy."

The corners of Lu Yumo's eyes sparkled even more.

He buried his head in Fu Zhi's white knitted top and said in a low voice, "No."

He didn't want to hug me.

"I'm a grown-up kid, I don't make any pretense. I'm not fragile at all."

Fu Zhi said "hmm", not sure if he heard what he said.

However, at this time, Fu Zhi, who still understands some human ways, knew that he could not expose Lu Yumo.

After Lu Yumo's mood had almost calmed down, she coaxed Lu Yumo, "When I came back, I heard from Xinghe that the team will also recruit new players to play in the competition this year. When I confirm the time, I will take you to give it a try."

"I know this time." Lu Yumo knew better than Fu Zhi. He wiped his tears and said: "Next week, major clubs will begin to recruit youth trainees and arrange professional e-sports competitions and variety shows for these youth trainees. Yes, it only takes a month of training to get the results. I want to see it then.”

"Okay, I'll go with you then."

Here, Fu Zhi and Lu Yumo were talking, and the atmosphere was very good. On the other side, Xu Wei, who was standing outside the door and was about to come in to deliver hot milk to the two children, paused.

She heard what Lu Yumo said.

His face turned pale for a moment.

For a long time after her younger son fell ill, the picture of her being a qualified mother became clearer because the younger son neglected her older son's life, and she was unable to even out a bowl of water.

She thought that any compensation afterwards could make up for the emotional void during that period, but...