"You're giving up the future for the present. How much do you make playing games for others? How much will you make in the future? Which is more important, the present or the future? Can you play games for others forever? Every game has its downfall. All games cannot withstand the ravages and scrutiny of time."
Lan Ling felt a little helpless. As a friend, she knew very well that Liang Rumo liked games. She played almost all the games for him. As an all-rounder, she knew all the games, big and small, like the back of her hand.
No matter what game is popular or what new game is popular, she will try it out as soon as possible.
Liang Rumo has already recharged a lot of star coins in the game, and her salary for playing as a substitute is basically half and half. She takes out half of the money she earns from playing as a substitute to recharge the game.
Every time I play for others, there is very little money left. It is obviously a lot, but I just can’t save much.
"Lan Ling, gaming is my dream. My dream is to become a professional player. I want to..."
This was the first time Liang Rumo told herself something so solemnly. Her expression was more serious than ever before. Her previous nonchalance was gone, and what remained was a very serious person.
"I'm not kidding, my dream is to become a professional player, win the championship, and get honors!"
Liang Rumo stood in front of Lan Ling, and they talked face to face, one of them was surprised, and the other was serious.
"I want to prove that playing games is not a waste of time. Compared to eating, drinking, gambling, whoring and smoking, playing games is much better."
"Okay, I'll wait."
Lan Ling rarely did things perfunctorily, so she wiped her mouth and threw the plastic bag containing the pancake and the empty milk tea cup into the trash can.
Lan Ling thought that Liang Rumo was just in a momentary mood and gave up after a while. She didn't take what Liang Rumo said to heart.
Sometimes those jokes contain some sincerity, which is neither sentimental nor serious, but the most ordinary expression of true feelings.
"Lan Ling, just wait, sooner or later I will prove it to you!"
Liang Rumo looked at Lan Ling angrily. Lan Ling didn't take it seriously at all. What he said was so shocking, but she was indifferent and had no thoughts at all. Is the trash can more important than herself?
"you..."
We were chatting, and then the person disappeared?
"I'm back. I just threw out some trash. Let's go. We have evening self-study later. It seems that the evening self-study is with the history teacher. Let's walk faster. The history teacher comes early and will check the number of people."
Lan Ling said this, and then said with a forced smile that Liang Rumo's dream was not realistic at all. She would not allow herself to be discouraged or encouraged, so she could only change the subject and ignore this dream.
"Liang Rumo, please walk faster. We will also check the number of latecomers in the afternoon. We two came out late to begin with, and we are wasting time. It will be bad if we return late."
"Let's go, stop being in a daze."
Liang Rumo could only swallow his anger and then ran closely after Lan Ling. They had to go back as soon as possible.
The history teacher has a habit. She doesn’t scold or beat those who are late. She likes to punish them by making them study.
Please copy the summary of historical knowledge points for me and hand it in on two A4-sized pages tomorrow morning.
"By the way, Lan Ling, I'm going hiking in a few days. Do you want to come with me? Kongtong Mountain is more fun. We can consider it this weekend."
Liang Rumo likes climbing mountains, watching the sunrise and sunset, the sunset is so beautiful, and he likes the silence and solitude of nature.
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