Ji Zhiyao narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, "I came to see my idol Yimao, the game blogger Onemore."
"Oh oh oh." Kaka agreed perfunctorily a few times, and didn't know if he listened or not, and stared straight at Ji Zhiyao, "Wuqi, can I ask for your autograph?"
After hearing her address, Ji Zhiyao suppressed a smile in his throat.
As soon as he heard it, he knew that the girl in front of him was not his fan at all. His fans either call him Guapi or Wuji, and it is indeed the first time he has seen Wuji.
But he didn't say anything, just said: "Yes. But I didn't bring a pen."
"I have it, I have it." Kaka hurriedly took out the pen, then turned his phone over, pointed to the frosted phone case and said, "Just sign this."
Ji Zhiyao scribbled "Indefinitely" on it, instead of his other identity, "Mix.Yao".
After signing, Ji Zhiyao raised his head and glanced across the distance inadvertently, as if he saw an acquaintance: "Sorry, excuse me."
He stood up and walked away, leaving only the few girls who were standing there stomping their feet unwillingly.
Ji Zhiyao was just looking for an excuse, but he didn't expect that just two steps away from walking out, he saw the target of his trip, the game blogger "onemore".
Onemore is a big boy about his age, ordinary-looking, but very friendly. Ji Zhiyao recognized him purely because he often showed his whole face in the videos.
Yimao inadvertently saw Ji Zhiyao who was walking in his direction, and after confirming that the smile on his face was facing him, he was stunned and greeted him.
Ji Zhiyao stretched out his hand: "Hello Yimao, you are my idol, can I have an autograph?"
Yimao was stunned, and after a few seconds he smiled: "This is what I wanted to ask you just now, Guapi, hello, I'm your fan, can I ask you for an autograph?"
The lying silkworm in Ji Zhiyao's eyes curved beautifully, "Then the two of us can only sign each other."
"It seems to be. Have you brought a pen?"
"I didn't bring it, didn't you?"
"I didn't bring either."
The two looked at each other wordlessly.
Yimao laughed suddenly: "You are as interesting as I imagined. Let's find a place to chat?"
"It's ok, I can't wish for it." Chatting with Yimao, there should be no one who strikes up a conversation, Ji Zhiyao thought from the bottom of his heart. He looked around, then pointed to the empty sofa not far away, "There's no one over there, go and sit there."
The two walked over, and Ji Zhiyao took a glass of juice to drink along the way.
But when he turned around and saw him drinking fruit juice, he asked in surprise, "You don't drink?"
There are really very few boys who don't drink on this occasion.
Ji Zhiyao said: "The juice is good, freshly squeezed, can you get one?"
Yimao shook his head, "No need."
Sitting on the sofa, Yimao can vaguely feel the sight of many people around him. He turned his head and found that Ji Zhiyao was sitting there as if unaware, drinking juice with his head down.
Yi Mao laughed at himself from the bottom of his heart, and then asked, "Why did you suddenly become a professional? I saw the news posted on Mix's official blog, and thought I was wrong."
Hearing the question in his ear, Ji Zhiyao finally left the juice straw reluctantly, and said, "It was purely an accident, I didn't think of it at the time."
But Yimao became interested: "What's going on, tell me?"
Ji Zhiyao: "I met the captain when I was playing games before, and he dragged me into a pit of thieves."
After he finished the last sentence, he suddenly remembered that when Wen Heng just woke up that day, he looked at him with a dazed face, saying that the Mix official announced him as a jungler substitute... Now that I think about it, it seems like a long time has passed.
Ji Zhiyao couldn't help but smile.
Yimao said: "I heard that the atmosphere of the Mix team is very good. It should be very interesting."
Ji Zhiyao nodded, "People in our team feel uncomfortable if they don't talk flirtatiously for a day. If they don't play professionally, they will have to become cross talk actors sooner or later."
Yimao: "..." This is different from what he imagined.
The two chatted for a while, Ji Zhiyao told Yimao, got up and went to the bathroom.
When he came out of the bathroom and washed his hands, he just walked out the door when he found two girls in lolita skirts in front of him, who blocked him with tears in his eyes.
Ji Zhiyao looked up at the sign in surprise.
It's the men's room, he went right.
Two of the lolitas had wine in their hands, and the one by the wall also had two glasses. She looked at Ji Zhiyao pitifully, and said, "Little brother, are you far away?"
Ji Zhiyao had goosebumps all over her body when she called her, but the people in the aisle next to him were watching them coming and going, so it was not convenient for him to leave directly, so he could only nod his head, "What can I do for you?"
Lolita leaning against the wall said pitifully, "I'm Nan Nan Jiang, do you remember me?"
Ji Zhiyao: "..." Who is this? Seeing Ji Zhiyao's bewildered expression, lolita's eye circles became even redder, and she almost cried: "You really don't remember me?"
Ji Zhiyao continued to be in a daze.
The two lolitas exchanged glances, the other bit his lip, and said to Ji Zhiyao: "Do you still remember that you posted a Weibo before, it was a screenshot of the game with God Fi, and dissed Nannan sauce... "
The girl's words were too euphemistic, Ji Zhiyao thought for a long time before he understood what they were talking about.
It turned out to be the dreamer blogger who rubbed off on Fi's popularity!
The temperature in Ji Zhiyao's eyes cooled slightly, he leaned against the wall, and said with a smile: "Then what do you mean?"
Nan Nanjiang said in a low voice: "I'm here to apologize to you. It's true that I did something wrong with the screenshot, which caused you to be misunderstood."
Ji Zhiyao never thought that this girl would apologize on the spot, he coughed lightly, and said, "It's over, there's no need to talk about it."
Nan Nan Jiang followed closely and said, "Then you forgive me?"
Ji Zhiyao frowned slightly, "Actually, I can understand what you did, and I can't say that I didn't forgive you for this matter."
It's nothing more than a way to gain attention as an Internet celebrity, and some Internet celebrities go too far.
Besides, in the final analysis of this matter, the loss is also the loss of the reputation of the God of Fi. He can at most draw his sword to help him along the way, so there is nothing to apologize to him.
Nan Nanjiang didn't seem to understand Ji Zhiyao's impatience. She raised the wine glass in her hand and looked at him with pitiful eyes: "I'll toast you a glass of wine. If you forgive me, can you finish it? In the future Even if the two of us are cancelled, I will not rub off on the popularity of God Fi and you, you...you don't diss me anymore."
Ji Zhiyao's face turned green: "...drinking at the bathroom door, you don't think it tastes good."
Nannan sauce and sister: "..."
Ji Zhiyao has seen it through. If he doesn't drink this glass of wine, maybe there is something waiting for him behind these two girls, and he might be blocking him while reasoning, and he feels bald when he thinks about it...