After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry Chapter 49: If a young person has no dreams, what is the dif

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: If a young person has no dreams, what is the difference between them and a salted fish?

Ji Tian had just entered the campus when Quan Jingyou and Gong Yu approached her.

Gong Yu was dressed in a white shirt and black casual pants, always wearing a faint smile that felt like a warm breeze, as comforting as the rising sun.

Ji Tian’s gaze lingered on Quan Jingyou, who was puffing up his face, looking sowhat downcast at her; even without thinking, Ji Tian knew Quan Jingyou had co to find her to play video gas again.

As she walked, she said, “Here to ask to carry you again? Did you drop ranks with Qin Jiangsheng yesterday?”

At the ntion of this, Quan Jingyou felt so uncomfortable it was as if his heart was being scratched: “No drop, just a few points away from Ace, and he wouldn’t play anymore! Said the ga had no challenge and uninstalled it!”

Ji Tian: “…”

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“What are you looking for for?”

“Ahem.” He coughed lightly, his face even flushing as he glanced at Gong Yu before speaking slowly, “I want you to be my master.”

“Cough cough cough.” Ji Tian choked on her own saliva and raised her voice in disbelief: “You want to be your master? What on earth could I possibly teach you?!”

Quan Jingyou glanced at Gong Yu again, and, buoyed by his encouraging look, revealed his grand dream: “I won’t lie, I want to beco a professional ‘PUBG’ player in the future, the kind who compete on stage. But my gaplay is not too good, so…”

Ji Tian: “…”

Not too good? If you scattered so rice on the screen, chickens could play better than him.

Ji Tian fell silent for a mont: “How about you find a different dream?”

Quan Jingyou: “…”

“I’ve noticed you’re quite like that Qin Jiangsheng kid, both of you are unsociable.”

Ji Tian smiled faintly: “Thanks for the complint.”

Quan Jingyou watched her departing figure in frustration, and Gong Yu also looked after her, asking, “Is she that good at gaming?”

Quan Jingyou imdiately praised her with vivid enthusiasm: “I’ve run out of words to describe how good she is. She would definitely be starting on a professional team. Qin Jiangsheng is also amazing; I really don’t know how these two play. If I had their skills, I could chase after my dream.”

Saying that, he psyched himself up again: “No, I can’t give up, I must beco a professional player!”

Gong Yu, hand in his pocket, ever since he claid she wasn’t Ji Tian, this young girl seldom pranced around in front of him. He curled his lips slightly, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepening, surely interesting, his boring life seed to be about to change.

“By the way, Yu, how’s your uncle doing? I heard he was hospitalized.”

Gong Yu’s family was sowhat complex. The Gong Family’s patriarch was his uncle, who had fertility issues; even at fifty, he had no children.

Thus, to cultivate a non-biological successor, Gong Yu was raised at his uncle’s side from the age of four and was designated as the next heir to the Gong Family.

If his uncle had really been content, he would not have had an affair, trying to see if other won could bear his progeny.

With his handso features, Gong Yu sighed: “It’s okay now, his right hand was chopped, and he probably won’t be able to move much for a while.”

Quan Jingyou wore a look of commiseration; who could have imagined the reality of catching a cheat with a knife could actually happen around him, and since Gong Yu’s aunt’s family was very powerful, his uncle had no choice but to swallow his anger and not fight back.

He touched his nose: “Alright then, tell your uncle to take care of his health. Alas, how can I get Sister Tian to teach ?”

Gong Yu simply smiled without a word, and the two of them walked into the campus together.

Qin Jiangsheng had taken the day off and didn’t co to class today. Ji Tian sent him a ssage on her phone, and about three hours later, he replied, “Sick.”

Ji Tian figured he must have caught a chill yesterday, thought for a long while, and finally replied with a foolproof ssage: “Rember to take dicine, and drink more hot water.”

At that mont, in a shadowy room.

The phone screen reflected his blood-stained cheek, but his cold deanor was contradicted by the softness in his eyes, barely noticeable.

“Creak.”

The iron gate opened, and Qin Jiangsheng held his breath. Qu Rong walked in, a tal rod hoisted on his shoulder, and laughed at Qin Jiangsheng’s disheveled appearance, “Young Master Qin, you’re not looking too good, huh? Did you get hit? Did you intercept the goods?”

Qin Jiangsheng looked down at the several people on the ground, their fates unknown, and then slowly nodded, “We got them. Send people to transport them.”

Qu Rong smiled, “Then go back and report. Mr. Mo Jiu will definitely praise you for this; these items are very important to him.”

Qin Jiangsheng turned to look at the unremarkable boxes in the corner, “What’s inside?”

Qu Rong shook his head, equally puzzled, “I don’t know. Ninth Young Master didn’t let us open it this ti. It must be firearms or sothing. Once Ninth Young Master rises to power, all those ancient families and big tycoons from the Capital City will have to make way for him.”

“Oh, and this is stolen from the Qin Family, thrilling, isn’t it? Do you feel avenged at all?”

The only one daring enough to touch the Qin Family’s goods was Mo Jiu, who had a hatred for the Qin Family. Everything he did was aid at destroying this enigmatic clan.

Qin Jiangsheng’s thoughts aligned perfectly with this.

He didn’t feel much relief, robbing the Qin Family of trifles wouldn’t hurt their vitality.

He walked out of the dark room, and the light that fell on him added no warmth. He wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve and said indifferently, “Let’s go.”

Qu Rong shrugged nonchalantly and called out, “Young Master Qin, wait for .”

After school in the afternoon.

Ji Tian was unusually eager to hurry, as there was a dical Research Conference tonight that she wanted to attend. Upon arriving ho, it was rare to find her eldest brother there as well, his expression looking quite grim.

Qiao Luhua sat elegantly drinking tea, with two white docunts on the table before her.

Ji Weinan was sitting on the other side of the couch, looking rather dejected.

When Qiao Luhua saw Ji Tian return, she set down her teacup and said, “You’re back just in ti. There’s sothing I need to discuss with you two.”

“There’s a reality show I signed you up for.”

Ji Tian: “????”

Qiao Luhua couldn’t rember the na and glanced again, “The show ‘True Boss,’ you’ll both go on it when it airs.”

Ji Tian felt dumbfounded; wasn’t this the la reality show she had rejected in the morning?

How had she returned ho only to be packaged off by her mother?

“Mom, I’m still in school, why would I go on a reality show!”

But to Ji Tian’s surprise, Qiao Luhua just scoffed, “Like when you sleep or slack off while studying upstairs?”

“Like when you sleep or slack off during class?”

“What’s the difference between a young person without dreams and a salted fish? To prevent you both from becoming so degenerate and to ensure you study well, Director Yan said the show involves both learning and working hard. Young people should try stepping out of their comfort zones.”

Ji Tian: “…”

She could hate this director for a lifeti.

Seeing Ji Tian’s silence, Ji Yanshang, feeling sympathetic, chid in, “It’s okay, girl. The show’s quite simple. With you and your brother’s intelligence, you should fail the first round and be able to co ho right away.”

“…”

Ji Tian: I’ll strive to be the first one to go ho.