Live Stream: Overly Pampered Education Creates Three Superstars in One Family

After Chen Chu said a few words, Chen Ziran's relaxation level noticeably increased.

but……

Over time.

After Chen Ziran reopened his notebook of incorrect answers.

The relaxation value suddenly increased.

He was under too much pressure.

Chen Chu had a general idea in mind.

Insufficient relaxation.

This child's mind is stretched too thin, so tight it's about to snap.

If this continues, his studies will suffer, and his grades will only drop.

Learning efficiency has decreased.

He thought for a moment and said, "Ziran, come here, play a couple of games and relax."

Chen Ziran didn't even look up: "I'm not playing anymore, I'm going to sleep."

Chen Chu glanced at the time; it was only 9:30.

This kid usually doesn't go to bed before 11 p.m., but today he said he wanted to go to bed at 9:30 p.m.?

Something's not right, something's very wrong.

But he didn't ask any further questions, he just nodded.

"Okay, then you should go to sleep early. You have your monthly exam tomorrow."

Chen Ziran closed his notebook of incorrect answers, got up, went back to his room, and closed the door.

Chen Chu sat in the living room, listening to the sounds coming from the end of the corridor.

The door was closed, the lights were off, and everything seemed normal.

But after about ten minutes, he heard a faint, muffled sound coming from Chen Ziran's room.

He tiptoed to the door and listened for a moment.

The sound is neither game sound effects nor background music from short videos.

He could tell.

It's the sound of repeating English words!

It was very quiet, like someone secretly placing the phone under their pillow.

Chen Chu remained silent for about two seconds, then reached out and pushed open the door.

The room was dark, but the light from the phone screen illuminated Chen Ziran's panicked face.

He was lying on the bed with his phone next to his pillow. The screen showed a vocabulary learning app, and he hurriedly turned it off halfway through playing the audio.

He looked up and saw the tall silhouette in the doorway, then froze: "Father...I..."

Chen Chu stood at the door with a gloomy face, without saying a word.

A numerical prompt popped up on the system panel.

Target person: Chen Ziran, relaxation level: 40.

This number is already close to the bottom of the warning line.

That kid is really going too far...

He took a deep breath, not exposing the kid's lie, but instead reprimanded him sternly, "At your age, how can you sleep without playing games?"

Chen Ziran was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

"what?"

"Get up," Chen Chu walked into the room and pulled the phone out from under his pillow. "Come rank up with me."

Chen Ziran was completely dumbfounded: "No, Dad! I want to study! I want to learn! The monthly exam is tomorrow, don't force me to play games!"

His voice carried a grief and indignation that could almost be described as despair.

Chen Chu completely ignored his resistance and had already unlocked the phone and shoved it back into his hand: "Log in. Play a couple of rounds with me."

Chen Ziran gripped his phone, his expression one of agony, as if he were being forced to take medicine. But he still logged into the game and accepted Chen Chu's invitation to team up.

Chen Chu chose the mid lane and performed consistently.

He gave up first blood in three minutes, got solo killed twice in five minutes, and by seven minutes the enemy mid laner was already two levels ahead of him.

Chen Ziran, controlling his jungler, lingered near the mid lane several times, holding back his words, but finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Dad, take a step to the left... yeah, there's an eye in that bush... never mind, don't go to the mid lane, go farm some jungle camps and catch up on your gold..."

Chen Chu remained calm: "Don't panic, I'm just trying to lure them into lowering their guard."

Chen Ziran: "You've died five times already, the other side is completely off guard now."

Chen Chu: "? It's obvious they're deliberately targeting me."

Chen Ziran: "Then why don't you die less?"

"I'll take some of your midline."

Chen Chu couldn't hold back any longer, "I told you to play games to relax, not to put pressure on your dad."

Chen Ziran said, "Dad, haven't you noticed that I feel more pressure playing games with you?"

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment, and her face immediately turned red.

The comments section was filled with laughter.

But what no one noticed was that Chen Ziran's brows had relaxed a little without him realizing it.

Relax +1, +1, +1...

After several rounds of games.

At the very beginning, Chen Ziran's relaxation level suddenly dropped significantly.

But as the game progresses...

Chen Ziran's expression gradually changed from initial resistance and anxiety back to a normal one that should be present when playing games. He would laugh, curse, and couldn't help but complain about his father's gameplay. When he made a brilliant move, he would proudly shout, "See that? That was a great move!"

When he finished the game and locked the screen, the numbers on the system panel jumped up and down.

Chen Ziran, relaxation level: 70.

Although it hasn't reached the target of 80 yet, it has already pulled back a significant distance from the edge of the warning line.

Chen Chu remained unmoved.

Sure enough, this kid put too much pressure on himself.

They don't treat themselves like human beings at all.

However, you can't rush things when it comes to learning.

I remember when Chen Chu was in high school, there was a student who studied every day, but only scored a little over 400 points in the end.

This means they haven't learned anything at all.

The pressure I put on myself was too great, and my knowledge was squeezed out like water.

Learning requires repetition, but after repetition, understanding is required.

Chen Ziran has had enough time to study; what he needs now is to understand.

This kid probably doesn't even realize it himself...

Chen Chu thought to himself that he needed to get this kid back on track and change his previous study methods.

In the studio, Zhao Shuilin watched this scene, her face ashen as she put down her thermos: "This is so irresponsible. The child needs to study, but he forces the child to play games, and he even said on the show that he wanted to get into No. 7 Middle School. How can he possibly get into No. 7 Middle School like this? He's just wasting the child's time and energy."

Some people in the live chat echoed this sentiment.

[That's true. Although it's fun watching Ziran play games, if he wants to get into No. 7 Middle School, why not let him study a little more?]

[Expert Zhao is right; Chen Chu did indeed make a mistake this time.]

[Preventing children from studying while they play games—I really don't understand this move. What parent would do this?]

Chen Chu didn't read the comments.

He leaned back on the sofa, tossed his phone onto the coffee table, and yawned: "Alright, time for bed. Do your best on your exam tomorrow, and I'll play games with you again when you get back."

Chen Ziran stood at the doorway, holding his phone. "Dad, you were really bad just now."

"I just don't want to play with you..."

After saying that, he quickly retreated into the room and closed the door.

Chen Chu stood in the living room, his lips twitching slightly, but he did not refute.