After Ranfeng finished the game last night, Ji Xingchen continued to play four more games with Mo Yuzhe. It was not until the other party's wish was fulfilled that he brought him to Xing Yao Si, and then went to sleep.
But because Mo Yuzhe came to the live broadcast room last night, it was already past ten o'clock, and Ji Xingchen finished bringing him to the broadcast, and it was twelve o'clock at that time.
Early the next morning, he was woken up by the sound of rain outside the window when his biological clock was on time.
A gust of cool wind blew in from the window, and Ji Xingchen, who was cold all over, remembered that he was too tired when he slept last night, and he forgot to close the window, so he turned over to prepare to close the window.
However, as soon as he sat down on the edge of the bed, he immediately felt his whole body spinning for a while. Then there was a violent spasm in his stomach, and he almost vomited out in disgust.
Ji Xingchen fell back on the bed again, only to realize that he had sweated profusely just now, and now he has no strength.
I have a cold...
Ji Xingchen, who realized that his body was unwell because of the cold, hurriedly lay on the bed and did not dare to move. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths so that his body was not relieved.
After several minutes, when the nausea urge was finally suppressed, Ji Xingchen tried to get up slowly and wanted to get up and go to the hospital to see a doctor.
As a result, as soon as he moved, the whole world began to circle in circles like before. He couldn't see what was in front of him at all, and his head was heavy like an iron block, and he just wanted to sink.
Ji Xingchen's body discomfort was completely beyond the limit of his physical endurance, and he finally lowered his head and vomited in a mess.
Ji Xingchen belongs to the kind of physique that doesn't get sick all year round, and has not even taken a pack of cold medicine for several years.
But although he hasn't caught a cold for several years, if he catches a cold once in a while, the symptoms will be particularly severe.
The last time Ji Xingchen caught a cold was in the third year of high school.
That time, he had a fever of nearly 40 degrees at 5 in the morning, and he vomited and pulled, and he was dazed.
Fortunately, his father heard the movement in the middle of the night and noticed something was wrong, and immediately kicked open his door and ran to the hospital behind his back in the middle of the night.
Ji Xingchen remembered that he opened his eyes in a daze at that time, and saw that his father was always by his side.
In the winter, my father was afraid that his hands would be cold during the infusion, so he held the infusion tube in his hand all the time.
However, that illness became the last most intimate time between him and his father.
Before Dad was alive, there were people who took care of him when he was sick.
Now he is alone, and even if he is uncomfortable, he has to carry it by himself.
After vomiting, Ji Xingchen felt that his body was a little better, so he carefully sat up straight.
He leaned on the bed and took a piece of clothing in his hand from the closet. Holding his mobile phone, he slowly walked out, wanting to go to the hospital for emergency treatment.
At first, his body was really uncomfortable, and he was afraid that going to sleep would delay the disease.
Second, today was the first day of the second week of the Glory Points Tournament. He had to get better quickly, and he had to play at noon.
The weekly points of the game will not be reset and recalculated. Although he took the second place in the first week, the points in the top 20 are all tight. If he does not play today, the points will be overtaken by others. Few minutes.
In addition, there is also the uncertainty factor of adding 20 extra points to the weekly mvp in the competition system. If it is calculated in this way, it will be very difficult for him to win the first place in the future.
Holding the wall, Ji Xingchen took ten minutes to walk out of the house.
It was easy to go out, but when he stood at the head of the stairs, he was in trouble.
When he rented a house before, he didn't have any spare money on him, so the locations he chose were all the old and dilapidated communities that were relatively remote.
Therefore, the old and small with cheap rents, of course, do not have elevators installed.
In addition, in order to save money, Ji Xingchen rented the sixth floor with the highest and cheapest floor.
Usually, when he was healthy, he didn't feel inconvenience, but this time he was ill, and then he realized how difficult it was for him to go down the stairs.
Ji Xingchen was so dizzy that when he lowered his head, he felt dizzy and nauseated, and he couldn't go downstairs alone.
He leaned against the wall for a few seconds at the entrance of the stairs, raised his head and gritted his teeth, intending to go downstairs slowly.
At this moment, the door of the house opposite him opened.
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl screamed in fright when she saw a man standing in front of her house.
Ji Xingchen, who was dizzy at first, was suddenly sobered up by the scream.
He turned his head to look at each other, and said weakly, "Sorry, I scared you."
Under the dim light of the corridor, the girl finally barely saw the person in front of her.
She found that the little brother in front of her was tall and handsome.
The nose is straight and the eyelashes are long.
After seeing the other person's appearance, she realized that she knew this person!
This is the new tenant next door. When she went to make up lessons on the weekend morning, she accidentally saw her little brother from a distance.
The girl just wanted to greet him, but he didn't seem to be in a good condition now.
Seeing his bloodless face and pale lips, the little girl shook her head, "No, nothing..."
With her right hand, she gently pulled the schoolbag behind her, probed slightly, and turned to look at Ji Xingchen.
"Brother, are you not feeling well?"
The girl's voice was kept very low, for fear that she would disturb the weak little brother if she was too loud.
Ji Xingchen nodded slightly, "I feel dizzy with a cold."
The girl suddenly realized, "Are you going to the hospital now?"
"Yes."
The girl looked at Ji Xingchen and found that he was leaning against the wall with his back leaning against the wall, so he took the initiative to ask, "Brother, are you not going downstairs? Do you need my help?"
The girl's words touched Ji Xingchen's heart.
Now he really needs help because he's struggling to even stand.
And his head doesn't dare to move too much now. As long as he tilts his head or bows his head slightly, everything in front of him will start to rotate and become blurred.
Ji Xingchen glanced at the thin but enthusiastic girl in front of him, and forced a smile, "Is it okay?"
The girl was dazzled by Ji Xingchen's smile, she had never seen such a beautiful smile before, she stood there for a moment and was slightly absent-minded.
Then she nodded quickly, "Of course you can, brother, don't move, wait for me."
After speaking, the girl turned around and went back to the room, and shouted at home, "Dad, Daddy!! Come over, have you finished your meal?? Come here, don't eat, come over quickly, our little brother next door is sick , help him quickly."
A minute later, the girl's father ran out.
After that, their father and daughter walked with Ji Xingchen twice, while the other held an umbrella for Ji Xingchen.
Finally, with the joint efforts, the soft Ji Xingchen was safely sent to the hospital.
After arriving at the hospital, the two did not leave Ji Xingchen behind.
Dad took the initiative to help him register with a doctor, and then took him to collect blood to help him get the test sheet.
The little sister stayed with him the whole time and helped him get hot water.
In the past five years, Ji Xingchen has been playing the role of taking care of others. Today, he is suddenly taken care of by two strange neighbors, and his heart is warm and warm.
After finally tossing for an hour, Ji Xingchen was placed in the infusion room, and he started the infusion while lying on the bed.
The doctor told him that it was a cold and dizziness, and he was unwell because of being overworked and tense.
"Sleep here and rest. After you go home after the infusion, it's best not to do anything today, find a place where no one is clean and have a good night's sleep, and you'll be fine soon. But remember not to be too much in the future. Tired, you still need to pay more attention to your body when you are young." The nurse gave Ji Xingchen an injection while carefully instructing him.
"OK, thanks."
Ji Xingchen lay on the hospital bed and thanked the nurse.
"Brother, you have to pay attention to rest."
After listening to the nurse's words, the little sister sat beside Ji Xingchen's hospital bed and helped him manage the crossed fluid.
When she bowed, the student card hanging around her neck suddenly fell out, hanging in the air and spinning.
When Ji Xingchen opened her eyes, she just saw her student card.
The little sister's student card has two sides, one with Dyefeng's card, and the other with her information.
The student card shows that the little sister is named Lan Xin, a student of a certain high school.
Seeing the sticker on the dyed maple behind him, Ji Xingchen realized that the person who helped him so enthusiastically today is actually a fan of dyed maple.
"Is the person posted on your student card Ranfeng?"
Ji Xingchen was lying on the bed and regained some energy. Seeing that his little sister was bored here to take care of him, he took the initiative to chat with her.
Suddenly hearing the name of her idol in the mouth of the little brother, Lan Xin's eyes lit up instantly, and her face couldn't help but get a few innocent smiles.
"Yeah! I'm ifeng! Brother, do you know Brother Feng too?"
"I know, he's... very popular, I usually prefer to listen to his songs."
Most of the people who like dyeing maple are girls. Suddenly, Lan Xin was very happy to hear that the handsome brother in front of him actually listened to Brother Feng's song.
"Wow, that brother, you are so tasteful! My brother Feng's song is so good!!"
When she mentioned her idol, Lan Xin switched to fan girl mode in one second. She folded her hands and held her chin, her eyes full of little stars.
"Brother, what song do you like to listen to Brother Feng?"
Seeing that Lan Xin was so looking forward to it, Ji Xingchen told her a few songs.
As soon as Lan Xin heard Ji Xingchen, since he had even heard his brother's songs from a few years ago, he immediately followed him enthusiastically to Amway's other songs.
Ji Xingchen did not interrupt her, smiled and listened to her quietly.
Lan Xin: "In short... my brother Feng is a super invincible and perfect man, and he is my belief!"
Ji Xingchen: "Faith?"
"Yeah! My brother Feng is not only handsome and strong in business, but more importantly, his academic performance is very good!! Brother, do you know that many idols have debuted very early now, and they are direct and direct in order to debut a lot of people. I gave up the opportunity to go to school to become a trainee, so many idols have not even completed the nine-year compulsory education." Lan Xin paused and raised his voice slightly, "But my brother Feng is different, he is a positive A heavy-duty college student who graduated from Bajing Z University! It is the light of idol education! It's amazing!"
After listening to Lan Xin's words, Ji Xingchen did not cheer as before, but frowned slightly, "Is Z big?"
Ranfeng actually went up to the z largest at the beginning? ? ? ?
"Yeah brother... What? Do you think Z is bad?"
Lan Xin was very puzzled when she saw her brother on the hospital bed suddenly frown.
"No, z university is very good, I just feel a little surprised, after all, he used to have such good grades, I thought he would go to qh or b university..."
Ji Xingchen used to be busy taking care of his mother almost 24 hours a day, and only occasionally could he know a little bit about Ranfeng when he was free.
In addition, he always remembered that Ranfeng told him that he wanted to apply for B University, so he subconsciously acquiesced. After Ranfeng finished the college entrance examination, he must have applied for this university, so he did not pay special attention to it after that. his school.
But... why would it be the z largest?
Based on Ranfeng's original performance, it's impossible!
After listening to Ji Xingchen's explanation, Lan Xin immediately became excited again.
"Yes, yes, so you know that brother! My brother Feng used to have really good grades. Even his high school alumni said that he was basically the top three in his grade before, so everyone assumed that his college entrance examination was definitely not an entrance examination. qh is to take the B major." Said here, Lan Xin's face flashed a bit of regret, "But there are always accidents... It seems that something happened to Brother Feng's family on the day of the college entrance examination. I heard from his alumni that he took the English class. He was almost late when he arrived, and then... I guess it affected his performance, so in the end he didn't do well in the English test, so he had to go to Z University to study."
"But brother, don't you think Brother Feng is very powerful? You can go to Z University if you fail the test!!!"
Lan Xin's eyes were full of admiration for Ranfeng.
But after listening to her explanation, Ji Xingchen's heart suddenly felt as if it was being grabbed by someone, and it was sour. His breathing stopped for a few seconds, and then the picture of the day of the college entrance examination flashed in his mind.
He remembered that Ranfeng waited for him directly at the entrance of the examination room after he finished the comprehensive examination that day.
As soon as he walked out of the examination room, Ranfeng handed an umbrella to him.
"I knew you wouldn't bring an umbrella."
When Ranfeng spoke, he stretched out his hands and helped him to zip up the school uniform jacket that had been scattered. "Today, cover the quilt during the afternoon nap, it's the last class, don't get caught with a cold."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes to look at himself, and suddenly smiled, "Don't be a loser, and I won't be a B University alumnus."
"How is it possible that I can pass the test even if I don't write English composition. If you don't want to be my alumni and get rid of me, Brother Feng, you are dreaming!"
Ji Xingchen remembered that he laughed and bragged to the other party, and then threw the umbrella back into Ranfeng's hands.
"You are tall and you need an umbrella." After that, he kicked both hands into his trouser pockets, walked to Ranfeng's side and walked side by side with him, feeling at ease as an umbrella holder.
Ranfeng didn't say anything, just opened the umbrella and sent him to his parents at the school gate.
Ranfeng: "See you at two o'clock in the afternoon."
Ji Xing nodded and said goodbye to Ranfeng when he turned to leave, the other party leaned over and whispered in his ear, "After the English test, free up the time, I have something to tell you."
At that time, Ranfeng said to meet at two o'clock, and also said that there was something to say to himself after the test...
But he didn't take the college entrance examination in the afternoon, and finally missed the appointment.
Thinking of what Lan Xin said about Ranfeng being late in the afternoon, Ji Xingchen couldn't help but have a terrible association.
Is Ranfeng almost late because he has been waiting for him
"So our brother Feng went to Z University even if he didn't do well in the exam! That's Z University!!! Heavy book!!!" Lan Xin's voice pulled Ji Xingchen back from his memory.
"Aiya, the more I think about it, the more I think Brother Feng is amazing! Z University is my dream school. I hope I can be as good as Brother Feng in the college entrance examination next year and get admitted directly." !"
Ji Xingchen looked at the excited Lan Xin, "Are you going to high school soon?"
Lan Xin: "Yes! It's a senior year when the school starts in September."
Ji Xingchen was puzzled, "Is there no make-up classes this summer in the second year of high school?"
Wen Yan Lan Xin's eyes suddenly widened, and her expression instantly changed from happiness to panic.
"I forgot to wipe it!!!" After she finished speaking, she picked up the umbrella in her hand and rushed out the door, "Of course I have to make up the class!! Ahhh, I'm going to be late for class! Goodbye brother."
Lan Xin rushed to the door of the infusion room, then turned around.
She put the umbrella next to Ji Xingchen's bed, "Brother, you should take the umbrella. You have a cold, but don't get caught in the rain."
"By the way, when my dad passes by later, brother, please help me tell him that I took a taxi to school by myself, let him not worry!"
Without waiting for Ji Xingchen to refuse, Lan Xin's figure quickly disappeared.
A few minutes after Lan Xin left, Lan Xin's father, who helped Ji Xingchen to get medicine, also came back.
"Boy, your medicine." He put the medicine to help Ji Xingchen beside the bed.
"Thank you big brother." Ji Xingchen wanted to get up to thank him, but was stopped by the man.
"What about Xin Xin?"
"She's gone to school." Ji Xingchen told her father what Lan Xin said.
The simple middle-aged man smiled after listening, "Hey this little girl, I originally said to send her there."
"By the way, you take a medicine first, and then go to sleep."
The man helped Ji Xingchen divide the medicine, and brought him a cup of hot water.
"Young man, is it okay for you to go home alone after the infusion? I'm going to be late for work, so I can't take care of you."
In order to take him to the hospital, Lan Xin and his father delayed going to school and work, just to help this stranger.
For such kind people, Ji Xingchen is too late to be grateful, how could he be embarrassed to delay them again.
"No problem, I can go back by myself later." Ji Xingchen looked at Lan Xin's father with gratitude in his eyes, "Thanks to the help of you and Xin Xin today, I'm sorry for delaying your work."
The man smiled and patted the back of his head embarrassedly, "Hey, it's alright, it's okay for neighbors to help each other, you'll be fine. Then... or I'll go first."
Watching the back of the man leave, Ji Xingchen thanked him again.
It was nearly eight o'clock, and the medical staff came to work one after another, and the infusion room was much noisier than before.
Ji Xingchen lay on the bed, stared at the liquid tube for a while, and slowly felt that his eyelids became heavy, and before he knew it, he fell asleep.
Probably because Lan Xin mentioned dyeing maple to him before, and he dreamed of each other again in his dream.
Dreams and memories overlapped, and Ji Xingchen returned to the high fever in the third year of high school.
That high fever Ji Xingchen was so confused that he had been sleeping during the infusion.
Hazy, he heard his father say he was going to the toilet, but when he opened his eyes, he found Ranfeng standing beside the bed looking at him.
"How did you know I was here?" Ji Xingchen was extremely surprised by the appearance of Ranfeng.
"The message you sent me this morning."
When Ranfeng said this, his eyes swept across Ji Xingchen's hand that was exposed to the cold air and turned red from the infusion.
Ji Xingchen tried to recall in his mind when he had sent a message to the other party before.
Before he could remember, Ranfeng opened his mouth again.
"Cold?"
Following Ranfeng's line of sight, Ji Xingchen realized that he was asking himself whether the infusion was cold.
Originally, he didn't feel anything when he was sleeping all the time, but now that Ranfeng said that, his palms suddenly felt cold.
"It's cold, it's freezing Dad."
After he finished speaking, he moved his fingers slightly, trying to move his hand into the quilt a little.
"Don't move around. If the needle is crooked, your hand will swell."
Ranfeng stopped Ji Xingchen's small movements, and then walked to his side and squatted down.
Then Ji Xingchen felt a warmth covering his icy fingertips.
Ranfeng gently held his fingertips and passed the temperature of his palm to him.
At that moment, Ji Xingchen suddenly forgot to breathe.
The fever that had receded seemed to be on fire again, and Ji Xingchen's cheeks were flushed, and his heartbeat accelerated.
And the culprit who made him have a high fever this time became Ranfeng.
Ji Xingchen didn't dare to speak, just looked at his beautiful eyes.
However, Ranfeng didn't look at him, and seemed a little lost, and didn't know what he was thinking.
Ranfeng: "Is it still cold?"
Ji Xingchen: "Cold..."
Ji Xingchen, who had already been covered by Ranfeng's fingers, didn't even think about blurting out a word of nonsense.
In Ranfeng's slightly surprised eyes, Ji Xingchen suddenly reacted to what he said and hurriedly explained.
"No, I mean it's really cold..."
Ranfeng heard the words, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, and he smiled silently.
"you… "
As soon as Ranfeng spoke, Ji Xingchen's father returned to the ward.
He stood up immediately.
The temperature that originally covered the back of Ji Xingchen's hand also disappeared.
"Hello, Uncle Ji."
Ranfeng politely greeted Ji Xingchen's father, and then took off his school uniform jacket.
He put his jacket lightly on the back of Ji Xingchen's hand, leaned in front of Ji Xingchen and said softly to him.
"I'll help you with your homework this afternoon."
…
"Brother Feng..."
Ji Xingchen suddenly woke up from his sleep and found a nurse beside him who was helping him pull out the needle.
"Your fluid is finished, remember to take a good rest when you get home."
"OK, thanks."
After a good night's sleep, Ji Xingchen felt much better. Although he was still a little nauseous, he was no longer dizzy.
He picked up the umbrella Lan Xin left him, bought some fruit while passing by the fruit shop, and then returned home.
When Ji Xingchen got home, it was exactly 11:15.
This time was a bit embarrassing. He originally wanted to come back to sleep and rest later to play the Glory Points Tournament, but there was not enough time.
So he gave up the plan to sleep, sat on the head of the bed, and took out his mobile phone.
Ji Xingchen's mental state is not very good now. He is not sure whether he will be able to play normally in the game later, so he logs in to the game and wants to see how he feels.
After all, for masters, in addition to technology, state and feel are equally important in playing games.
Because even professional players, there will be times when the state is not good and the feel is bad. And if you encounter such a time, you either don't play directly, or play a few more games to make your hands feel hot.
Taking into account the reasons for the points, Ji Xingchen didn't want to give up today's game, so he chose to seize the last 45 minutes and play qualifying to practice his hand.
Unfortunately, he still overestimated his physical condition.
He just opened the game and saw the transition animation when the game started, and his head started to faint again.
After trying hard to restrain this discomfort, he barely played a qualifying session, and the result was naturally poor.
Ji Xingchen knew that even if he forcibly participated in the Glory Points Tournament in this state, his points would be removed.
So for the sake of points and not to pit his teammates, Ji Xingchen finally decided not to play today's game.
Ji Xingchen told the house managers about the situation, and then posted another Weibo. Finally, he opened his own live broadcast room and went to notify the audience in the live broadcast room.
Today is the first game of the second week of the Glory Points Tournament. Because the new competition system has been updated, the anchors can form a double-row team. After a new point of view, the audience is looking forward to it.
It was only ten minutes before the game started at twelve o'clock, and the audience went to the live broadcast rooms of the various anchors early.
Ji Xingchen, as the most popular seed player among the audience, although he did not start the broadcast today, but this time it was also approaching the game time, so more than 10,000 viewers were waiting for him to start the broadcast in the live broadcast room in advance.
[Why isn't the star on the air today? It used to open at ten o'clock in the morning]
[Yeah, the game is about to be played, and it hasn't even started broadcasting yet]
[Could it be that the newlyweds were drained of all their energy by the boss last night?]
[Ah~~~~ Is the boss so fierce, is it the legendary seven times a night?]
[Wanfeng boss, dog waist, you say fierce or not]
As soon as Ji Xingchen clicked into the live broadcast room, he saw everyone's chat records on the public screen.
The rhetoric of CP fans scared Ji Xingchen almost to throw away the phone.
The boss of the male dog waist? ?
How embarrassing it would be if the boss saw this...
Ji Xingchen was typing on the public screen, and was just about to inform everyone that he would not be playing live broadcasts today, but the barrage of his typing skills was refreshed again.
The latest barrage on his phone was sent by Boss Wanfeng.
[House Management] [Night Wind Picks the Stars]: Male dog waist
Ji Xingchen: …
The boss still saw it!
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw the boss coming, they began to frantically swipe the screen again.
He was extremely afraid that Ji Xingchen, whose live broadcast room was banned because of pornography, would no longer dare to pretend to be dead, so he directly changed the name of the live broadcast room to "I have a cold today, so I can't participate in the competition and live broadcast. I will take a day off, and I will play again when I feel better."
After that, he took another leave in the barrage and apologized to everyone.
Not all the audience in the live broadcast room are fans, and there must be a lot of black fans.
Ji Xingchen knew that if he didn't announce the game today, he would definitely be sprayed. After apologizing, he immediately closed the live broadcast room, out of sight.
As soon as he closed the Maomao TV app, the phone vibrated.
The phone screen immediately displayed the other party's name. Ji Xingchen glanced at it and found that it was none other than Boss Wanfeng who played the voice call for him.
Ji Xingchen quickly pressed the answer button.
"Have a cold?"
The man's voice sounded in his ears, and Ji Xingchen was slightly stunned for a few seconds.
It wasn't the first time he heard the boss's voice, but every time he heard it, there would always be a second that would confuse the boss's voice with Ranfeng.
Obviously the tones of the two are completely different, but he can't control it and will always be lost...
"Xingxing?" Ranfeng saw that there was no sound after the other party answered the phone, and suddenly became a little anxious, "Are you okay?"
"Brother Feng, I'm here." Ji Xingchen hurriedly found an excuse to make up his mind, "I just accidentally turned off the microphone."
Ji Xingchen's voice didn't sound as energetic as usual, but it was not as weak as he imagined. Listening to his tone, it seemed that he was in a good state. Ranfeng calmed down a little.
"Do you have a fever?"
"No, it's just a little dizzy." Ji Xingchen was afraid of the boss's worries, so he lightened his condition.
Ranfeng obviously didn't believe Ji Xingchen's words.
If it was just such a mild cold, it would be impossible for him not to even participate in the competition.
"You didn't tell me the truth."
Seeing that his lie was ruthlessly exposed by the boss, Ji Xingchen could only explain honestly, "Actually, the cold is really not that serious, but it may be because I have been streaming for too long recently, and my body can't bear it."
Ranfeng was silent for a while after listening.
"You broadcast from ten o'clock in the morning to ten o'clock in the evening every day, and your body will not be able to bear it for so long."
"I was a newcomer before, and if I want to attract audiences, I must live broadcast more in the early stage."
Ji Xingchen's understated words hit Ranfeng's heart like a spindle.
In the entertainment industry, he used to be a newcomer, so he naturally understands how much effort it takes in private to be a newcomer.
So no matter how hard it was at the beginning, Ranfeng never said a word, and never told anyone about it, thinking it was a matter of course.
But after this matter was changed to Ji Xingchen, he began to double-standard and felt distressed.
"If it's really hard, don't broadcast live."
Ji Xingchen laughed, thinking that the boss was joking with him.
"But I just rely on live broadcasts to eat, what do I eat without live broadcasts."
"Eat me." As soon as Ji Xingchen finished speaking, Ranfeng took these three words in seconds.
"Ah????" Ji Xingchen was stunned, "Brother Feng, do you mean to ask me to come to your house for a meal?"
Ranfeng gave a low hum and asked him, "Then are you here to rub?"
The boss just said um, it was a little diffuse and inadvertent, and Ji Xingchen's ears were a little hot.
He felt that the last sentence the boss asked him was a little serious, but it also felt like a joke between friends.
Not knowing what the boss meant, Ji Xingchen didn't answer immediately.
Ranfeng saw that Ji Xingchen was silent and did not speak, nor did he speak to urge him.
After a few seconds, Ji Xingchen's smiling voice suddenly rang again.
"Forget it, I'm a picky eater, and I'm afraid Brother Feng will bother me. I'd better be my little anchor to earn money to support myself. The big deal is to shorten the live broadcast time tomorrow and take care of my body."
Seeing that Ji Xingchen has diverted the topic so much, Ranfeng will not continue to ask.
Some words just stop there. At a critical point where one can advance and retreat, it can be a serious temptation, or it can be a joke among friends.
And the most important thing is that Ji Xingchen also agreed, no longer so desperately live broadcast.
Ranfeng smiled, "It's okay to be enlightened..."
Just after he finished speaking, another mobile phone suddenly rang, and the contact on the mobile phone showed Mo Yuzhe.
As the phone rang, the door of the room was also knocked three times.
"I hung up the stars a little in advance, you have a good rest."
Hanging up Ji Xingchen's voice, Ranfeng did not answer the phone, but got up and went directly to the door to open the door.
The person here is Mo Yuzhe.
Mo Yuzhe, who was leaning against the door with his phone on his side, saw that Ranfeng opened the door for him without answering the phone, and was surprised, "Brother Feng, why don't you answer my call."
"Is it necessary for you to be at the door?"
"Hey, yes." Mo Yuzhe stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of Ranfeng's room, and walked directly to the sofa in the living room of the suite and sat down.
"Brother Feng, let's go eat Japanese food. I know you don't have a schedule today, so don't find a reason to reject me."
Ranfeng glanced at him and said nothing, turned around and went to the cloakroom to get his coat.
Mo Yuzhe saw that Ranfeng ignored him, but he couldn't hold back his worries, so he ran behind him and asked.
"Brother Feng, have you seen the screenshot I sent you last night?"
Speaking of last night's record, Mo Yuzhe's face was filled with joy.
If people's mood can be expressed in words, Mo Yuzhe must have five big characters written on his face - [I'm so awesome].
After hearing Mo Yuzhe's words, Ranfeng's hand moved slightly, and then he turned to look at Mo Yuzhe, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, with a bit of banter.
"I see."
Mo Yuzhe clapped his hands happily, and winked at Ranfeng, "Why don't you reply to me when you see it! Hey, how is it, Brother Feng, is my Princess Yaoyao's record outstanding? Do you have any ideas after reading it? The urge to rank with me?"
Having said this, Mo Yuzhe became even more interested, "It's not that I'm bragging to you, I'm good at assisting now, I got five stars last night, I'm assisting the gold medal, and every time I finish a game, I'm a wild king and a shooter. Both the mage and the mage want to team up with me, but I don't bring them."
Mo Yuzhe's expression at this time is more smug and smug.
Looking at Mo Yuzhe, who was bragging in front of him and how powerful his assistant was, Ranfeng couldn't help but think of the princess Yaoyao who only played games with her feet on her head last night.
Ranfeng looked at the passionate Mo Yuzhe, raised his eyebrows at him, and smiled inexplicably.
After a few seconds, Mo Yuzhe, who had been bragging all the time, finally saw Ranfeng's expression and recalled it...
"Brother Feng... What's your look? Why do I feel like you're looking at an idiot... "