Pigeon by the Window

I, Fang Cheng, an Immortal.
Although I had developed many hit games, there was one question I never quite figured out.
Games, why are you fun?

To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

In the Dimensional eSports Youth Training Camp, Chen Liang was still savoring the last match.


At sixteen, Chen Liang was of average height with a slender face. He would often, without realizing, scratch from his left ear down his chin to his right ear, resembling a little monkey, which earned him the nickname Monkey.


And just like a monkey, he was mischievous; he would sometimes lose in the training camp's matches not because he lacked skill, but because he would try new strategies on the fly without practicing them first.


"I'm here, I rise, and I get instantly killed, what's up with that!"


Winning or losing didn't matter, as long as there was joy!


Because of his unpredictable performance, he kept switching between different eSports titles.


However, because he truly had talent, the coaches turned a blind eye, only requiring him to decide on his future direction by the end of the year.


Chapter 46 Monkey's Night Run_1