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

The living room echoed with the dense sounds of mouse clicks and keyboard clatter.

Chen Ziran wore headphones, his eyes fixed on the screen, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead.

Kill notifications kept popping up at the top of the screen, but there were more images of him getting headshot by his opponents.

"When you pull your gun to the left, you need to anticipate the movement a little earlier. Don't wait until you see someone before you react, or you'll be dead by the time you see them."

Chen Chu's voice came from the side, as calm as if he were reading an instruction manual.

"I had already anticipated this..."

"You're predicting that he'll stand still. But your opponent isn't a bot; he can move too."

Chen Chu reached out and lowered the mouse sensitivity by one notch. "Try again."

Chen Ziran took a deep breath and threw himself into the next game.

This time his marksmanship was noticeably more stable, and he knocked down two opponents in a row. In the third gunfight, he hit the head twice first, but was tricked by the opponent's movement and missed his shot, and was taken down instead.

He didn't slam the mouse down. He was silent for a moment, then clicked "Restart".

Chen Chu looked at his increasingly determined demeanor and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The two argued and fought for over an hour.

Chen Ziran went from making a series of mistakes to gradually being able to pull off a few impressive plays. His demeanor visibly relaxed, his body no longer leaned forward tensely, and his breathing became steady.

When the victory results screen popped up at the top of the screen, he leaned back and let out a long breath.

The system notification appeared silently in front of Chen Chu's eyes.

[Resilience value: 93, normal condition.]

[Task: Help Chen Ziran adjust his study habits. Task duration: 7 days. Rewards are being calculated, calculation complete. Reward: Chen Ziran's Intelligence +1.]

Chen Chu's gaze lingered on the last line of text for a moment: Intelligence +1. He didn't show any unusual expression, simply leaning back in his chair and stretching, as if nothing had happened.

But out of his sight, Chen Ziran's hand holding the mouse suddenly stopped.

He blinked, feeling as if a window in his mind had been pushed open a crack.

The previously blurry image suddenly became clear, and some things that I couldn't understand before automatically fell into place, like a puzzle piece finding its last missing piece.

He looked down at his hands and felt a strange clarity spreading through his mind. He could even clearly recall the reasons for each mistake he made in the previous few games and how to correct them.

He couldn't help but mutter, "Why do I feel like... I've become smarter?"

Chen Chu didn't respond to him, but instead turned her head to look at the other end of the sofa.

Chen Xiayu lay on the sofa, still clutching a crayon in her hand, her head nodding slightly; she was almost asleep.

His gaze softened, and then he reached out and patted Chen Ziran on the shoulder: "Go to sleep, it's already midnight."

Chen Ziran put down the mouse and stood up: "Okay, Dad."

Chen Chu walked over, bent down, and gently picked up Chen Xiayu.

The little one groggily opened his eyes, glanced at him, then closed them again, finding a more comfortable position in his arms to continue sleeping.

Chen Chu carried her into the small bedroom, placed her on the bed, covered her with a blanket, dimmed the bedside lamp, and then gently closed the door.

The living room lights went out, and the whole house became quiet.

But Chen Ziran did not sleep.

He lay on his bed in his room, staring at the ceiling, feeling so energetic that it was as if a little motor was humming inside him.

He rolled over, then rolled over again, and finally sat up.

He glanced at the closed door, hesitated for a moment, then quietly rummaged through his bag and pulled out a math workbook. He turned on the desk lamp, lay down on the table, and began working on the problems.

His pen moved much faster on the paper than usual, and he could now see the solution to problems at a glance, problems that used to require repeated thinking to find a solution to.

He flipped to the last few challenging questions, the kind of questions he used to want to give up on at first glance.

But today is different.

He held the pen and quickly worked out the solution on the draft paper, writing the entire solution process almost without pausing.

He put down his pen, checked the answers, and found that most of them were correct.

He couldn't help but clench his fist and whispered something.

"I'm so strong."

The door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

Chen Chu appeared at the doorway, standing backlit, his expression obscured in the dim light, but his voice carried a distinctly malicious chuckle.

"You little rascal, you dare to secretly do your homework behind your dad's back, huh?"

Chen Ziran froze, almost dropping the pen in his hand: "D-Dad, I just can't sleep. I was planning to practice shooting, but somehow I suddenly opened my bag and accidentally took out my math homework, and then I just started writing it. You won't be mad at me, will you, Dad? I really didn't mean to..."

"Hehe, what do you think?"

Chen Chu strode in, snatched the math workbook from his desk without a word, and weighed it in his hand.

"Confiscated. Tomorrow you'll be punished by hitting 1,000 bots, and you're not allowed to touch your homework until you finish."

"No, Dad..."

Chen Ziran's wails came from the room, penetrating the walls and sounding particularly tragic in the quiet night.

The live chat was still very active at midnight.

[666, this is the first time I've ever seen a father who won't let his child do homework!]

[Ziran: What did I do wrong? I just wanted to study!]

[I'm dying of laughter! Everyone else confiscates phones and computers, but Chen Chu does it differently—he confiscates math homework! Hahaha!]

[Ziran, wake up! You're a student! How can you study secretly?!]

[I personally watched this child's score go from over 400 to 600. Please, please stop studying this. I'm really scared...]

[Ziran, listen to my advice, let's play games and buy skins instead of doing homework, okay?]

……

at the same time.

Under the same night sky, a light shone from another window, illuminating a face etched with displeasure.

In Wang Wenwu's living room, Wang Zihao sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and a video clip of Chen Chu praising Chen Ziran for scoring 601 points was playing on his phone screen.

He looked at it for only a few seconds before impatiently swiping away.

It's only 601 points, what's so great about that?

Children from poor families are just pretentious.

He turned off the live stream, opened the chat software, and a message notification popped up on the screen, with Lele's avatar lighting up.

"Congratulations, Wang Zihao! You got second place in the class! You're amazing!"

Wang Zihao's impatience vanished instantly, and a silly, somewhat reserved smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

He leaned back on the sofa, holding his phone, and typed a reply quickly.

"No, actually I didn't perform well in some parts this time, otherwise I could have gotten first place..."