It was another game of more than forty minutes.
After the game was over, Mo Huaifeng asked, "What do you think?"
Data analyst: "It's too obvious. Not bad, really good. According to this state, after training for a while, it will not be much different from A Xiao's peak."
A Xiao: "woc, what's wrong with Wuji? Did you sneak a big spinach on your way home?"
The three of them stared at Ji Zhiyao together. Ji Zhiyao was frightened by them and shivered, "No, what's the matter? You have something to say!"
The data analyst looked serious: "I have made great progress, don't you feel it yourself?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Really? Hehehehehehe."
Seeing the speechless expressions of the three people around him at the same time, Ji Zhiyao restrained his expression and said, "I can feel that when I play the game, it's a little different. The timing of the calculation is more accurate, and the game is smoother than before, but Not as big of a reaction as you have."
A Xiao said: "For example, if you were locked in a room at your level before, now it's like the door of that room has been opened, and the space you can touch is obviously larger. — Similar to this level Progress, Wuji, you crossed a barrier, understand?"
Ji Zhiyao nodded.
Data analyst: "This is a good thing. Otherwise, Wu Ji, you and the captain will play a few more games, let A Xiao and I take a good look at it, and then consider the current overall strength of our team."
Before Ji Zhiyao could say anything, Mo Huaifeng next to him nodded, "Okay."
Then he invited Ji Zhiyao to board the car again.
The two of them drove for five or six rounds, which lasted for three or four hours. Ji Zhiyao's wrists started to hurt, and the data analyst told them to stop. Holding the notebook, he looked very excited: "That's the feeling, it seems right."
A Xiao "tsk tut" twice, a little envious: "I've only heard of people who are too old to be stupid, and I've never heard of anyone who passed the Chinese New Year and their level has improved by leaps and bounds."
The data analyst glanced at him, also full of envy: "... I haven't heard of it, but I saw it today."
Ji Zhiyao: "Are you praising me? Hehehehehe."
A Xiao: "...Made is mentally retarded. Lao Ning, let's go!"
A Xiao and the data analyst went with their notebooks in their hands and muttered to each other. After hearing what they said just now, several other teammates came over excitedly.
Da Nuo said, "It's been a while since we drove a five-row car, let's have a show? What a worldly experience to see and see."
Ah Heng: "Come on, let's play a game first. Let Xiao Fei try in the next game."
Mo Huaifeng: "OK, let's go."
They didn't give Ji Zhiyao a chance to refuse, they directly pulled him into the fifth row of hearse.
Another hour passed.
K: "Hey!"
Ah Heng: "Amazing!"
Danuo: "The same nine-year compulsory education, why are you so handsome?"
Mo Huaifeng: "Change to Xiaofei, come again."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
So another hour.
K: "Not bad, the title of China's No. 1 e-sports team is stable this year!"
Xiao Fei: "Brother, what panacea did you take? Give me two, you see I'm still so good!"
Da Nuo: "If someone asks me what it feels like to be in the Mix team, there are probably only four words that can express it, 'Lie down and win, comfortable'!"
Mo Huaifeng: "Finally, I don't need my milk."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
When he realized that these five people were still eager to pull him into the car, Ji Zhiyao knelt down directly, "Brothers, please think about it when I just came back, so don't treat me so rudely!"
Mo Huaifeng: "Physical fitness is too weak, idiot."
Aggrieved, Ji Zhiyao pretended to be deaf and dumb, and found a video of the last national qualifier to watch.
I thought to myself, I don’t know if I don’t listen!
…
A few days later, when the data analyst and A Xiao found that Ji Zhiyao's level had basically stabilized, they found a coach and formulated a new training method for Ji Zhiyao overnight.
Ji Zhiyao is different from other Mix players. In comparison, he has less training time, and his style of play and self-awareness have not yet been finalized. Under such circumstances, he has reached another technical level and needs more training. Strengthen training.
At the same time, the coach also passed Ji Zhiyao a small game software for practicing hand speed and eyesight, telling him that he can practice this more when he is tired from training every day, and it will be very beneficial to his reaction.
Ji Zhiyao obeyed one by one.
He worked harder, so hard that even during this period of time, as long as the physiotherapist appeared at the base, everyone would take it for granted that he came to find Ji Zhiyao.
They all know that this method is a short-term overdraft, which may have some bad effects on the wrist. But everyone did not persuade him, but silently supported him.
— they both understand the feeling. If one day, a professional player's technical level reaches the point where he can contribute to the team instead of holding back, he will work hard to maximize these contributions.
Only in this way can he be worthy of the e-sports career he loves and his team.
…
On Saturday morning, the High School Attached to S University.
Holding a large stack of papers, Ji Qingge walked to the school gate together with her deskmate, talking and laughing. From the corner of the eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar person leaning against the signboard at the school gate, staring at her lazily.
Ji Qingge slapped himself on the forehead.
Ji Zhiyao said that she would take her to the Mix base to play today, but she almost forgot.
Ji Zhiyao, who suddenly appeared at the school, attracted the eyes of too many little girls, and Ji Qingge even found that his tablemate was staring at that side intentionally or unintentionally.
Ji Qingge hurriedly apologized to his tablemate, and trotted towards Ji Zhiyao under everyone's gaze.
Ji Zhiyao took off the big schoolbag on her back, shook it in his hand, and then showed a surprised expression: "Oh, it's quite heavy. What are you pretending to be?"
Ji Qingge shoved the paper into his arms, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Tutorial books, textbooks, and the set of five and three questions you gave me."
Ji Zhiyao: "Cough."
This set of five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation was for Ji Qingge's birthday last year. He didn't know what to buy, so he just stuffed it for her. It seems that she is still brooding...
Suddenly my conscience hurts.
Ji Zhiyao helped Ji Qingge open the back door of the taxi, then got into the co-pilot by himself, and said to the driver, "Go back the way you came, thank you."
Sitting in the back row, Ji Qingge asked on a whim: "Brother, didn't you say that you Internet addicted teenagers won't get up until the afternoon? It's not good if I go directly to your base like this."
Ji Zhiyao: "It's okay, I just want you to see what kind of morals they have. The society is sinister, so don't be fooled later."