However, there was naturally a free period for writing. Therefore, Jiujiu had been crazily saving up manuscripts recently so that she would not lose fans when she went out to look for a job.
Of course, Jiujiu also told Mo Jinghao what she was going to do. Mo Jinghao was very happy that Jiujiu wasn't going to go abroad.
He was still young and didn't know much about relationships between men and women. However, he felt that Jiujiu was different to him.
Although he didn't know how Jiujiu was different to him, Mo Jinghao didn't want Jiujiu to leave.
If Jiujiu left, would he still be able to continue talking to her? Or rather, who would be willing to accompany him, cook for him, listen to his heartfelt words, and constantly support him?
A few days after Jiujiu told Mo Jinghao that she wasn't going to go back, Yunhuai's parents called Jiujiu and asked Jiujiu to pack up and prepare to go abroad.
Jiujiu rejected their request without hesitation. After being rejected by Jiujiu, the parents didn't say anything. They just stopped providing Jiujiu with money. They wanted to use this to force Jiujiu to beg them to take her away.
Not only did the parents cut off Jiujiu's source of income, but they also found the phone number of Jiujiu's landlord. ,
The parents said something to the landlord and the next day, the landlord came to find Jiujiu. He told Jiujiu that her rent was due and gave Jiujiu one day to move out of the house.
When Mo Jinghao went to have dinner with Jiujiu, he saw the landlord asking Jiujiu to move out.
Mo Jinghao knew that Jiujiu's source of income had been cut off by her parents. If she was kicked out now, she could only live on the streets.
In just a moment, Mo Jinghao made his choice.
After the landlord left, Mo Jinghao helped Jiujiu move the things into the empty room in his house and let Jiujiu live in his house for the time being.
Because he was afraid that Jiujiu would feel uncomfortable living in his house, Mo Jinghao specially told Jiujiu that he was not taking in Jiujiu for free. If Jiujiu lived in his house, she would need to provide him with three meals a day and supper.
Because it was his first time taking someone in, Mo Jinghao felt uncomfortable and didn't dare to look at Jiujiu. He lowered his head like a dog that had done something wrong.
Jiujiu smiled when she saw Mo Jinghao acting as if he had done something wrong. "Thank you for taking me in. I'll cook for you on time."
Jiujiu's tone was cheerful and there wasn't a trace of uneasiness. Mo Jinghao, who was originally nervous, instantly let out a long sigh of relief.
Mo Jinghao raised his head and looked at Jiujiu's smiling side profile. He also revealed a silly smile.
Seeing Mo Jinghao's little dimples and canine teeth when he smiled, Jiujiu's eyes curved slightly like small crescent moons. Mo Jinghao couldn't help but smile even more brightly.
The landlord could kick Jiujiu out, but he couldn't kick Mo Jinghao out. He could only tell Yunhuai's parents about Jiujiu's current situation and didn't care about it anymore.
Jiujiu lived in Mo Jinghao's house. She got up early to walk the dog and buy all the ingredients for the three meals a day. Then she went back to cook breakfast. When breakfast was ready, she woke Mo Jinghao up to eat breakfast. Mo Jinghao continued to reply while Jiujiu continued to write.
Because she wasn't sure if her first book would be profitable, Jiujiu recently started another book and planned to write two books at the same time.
Jiujiu and Mo Jinghao had different schedules, but they were exceptionally harmonious.
These days continued until Jiujiu's first book hit the shelves and sold like hotcakes.
Because her first book was going to be a hit, Jiujiu had been rushing her manuscript at night. That night, she was in the kitchen making supper for herself and Mo Jinghao when she suddenly heard Mo Jinghao calling for her.
"Sister, sister, sister, someone wants me to play professionally."
Jiujiu turned off the fire and divided the rice balls into a big bowl and a small bowl. Then she carried them to Mo Jinghao's room on a tray. She found a corner where the camera couldn't see and passed Mo Jinghao's bowl of rice balls to him. Then she sat in the corner and asked Mo Jinghao, "What about you? Do you want to play professionally?"
Mo Jinghao frowned as he ate the rice balls Jiujiu brought over. After a while, he pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "I don't know. I kind of want to go, but I also don't want to go."
As long as one was a gamer, there was no one who didn't want to play professionally. After all, playing professionally meant that you could become a top player and win the international championship.
Of course, there were pros and cons. For example, once you started playing professionally, it wouldn't be as easy as being a streamer. Your time didn't belong to you. It belonged to the team and your teammates. You needed to spend a lot of time reviewing the game, playing practice matches, and working with your teammates.
Moreover, because every match was broadcasted live, every small mistake would be magnified infinitely. The trolls on the Internet would take advantage of your mistakes and scold you to death. Many professional players retired early because the people on the Internet scolded them too harshly.
Mo Jinghao turned off the sound in the broadcast room. He looked at Jiujiu and said, "Sister, I'm afraid that I won't be able to stand those trolls."
Even professional players who had experienced hundreds of battles would be forced to retire, not to mention a seventeen-year-old kid like him, who had yet to reach adulthood and was still mentally immature.
Mo Jinghao looked at Jiujiu in confusion, like a little lamb that had lost its way.
However, even though he looked confused, Jiujiu could see his desire to play professionally in his eyes.
Jiujiu put down the bowl and walked in front of Mo Jinghao. She reached out and rubbed Mo Jinghao's head. She smiled and said, "I think you can do it."
"But I'm afraid that I won't be able to withstand the pressure."
"But I want to see my Xiao Hao become famous. Don't you want your parents to know that playing games wasn't a mistake, but a very good choice?"
"Now that there's a chance for you to become famous in front of you, are you going to give it up because of something that hasn't happened yet?"
"I don't want to." Mo Jinghao shook his head without thinking.
He left because he felt that playing games wasn't wrong. Everyone had something they liked. He liked playing games, and there was nothing wrong with that.
Just like what Jiujiu said, if he could prove to his parents that playing games wasn't wrong, why wouldn't he do it?
Mo Jinghao swallowed the remaining glutinous rice balls in two or three bites. He started to contact the person who wanted to play professionally with him.
When the broadcast ended, Mo Jinghao started to contact the other party.
After a while, Mo Jinghao found out that the team that wanted to play professionally with him was the recently established Team Y. It was a new team and the players were all new.
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