Mo Huaifeng said "hmm", looked at the two extra photos on the screen, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, you are not as short as the photos."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Why does this sound so awkward
Before he could think about it, the driver in the front seat stepped on the brake and said, "Here we are."
So the two got out of the car.
The rain outside has stopped, but the ground is still wet. Ji Zhiyao took the bags and carried them as far away as possible to avoid being splashed with water. The large and small bags were a bit heavy, and he was already sweating when he reached the door of the villa.
Mo Huaifeng opened the door in front, and Ji Zhiyao followed behind, stepping into the door with one deep foot and one shallow foot.
The entire base was silent.
Ji Zhiyao threw down all the bags on his body, sat down on the sofa, and then looked suspiciously at the wall clock on the wall.
It's already 2:30 in the afternoon, so it doesn't make sense that his teammates haven't woken up yet.
Have you all gone on vacation
It's possible.
Mo Huaifeng went straight into the restaurant. Ji Zhiyao fell back paralyzed, too tired to move a finger, let alone go upstairs to see if there are any survivors in the base.
After a while, I heard familiar footsteps. Ji Zhiyao looked up and saw the glass that Mo Huaifeng handed him. He reached out to take it away, biting the straw and sipping the drink.
Mo Huaifeng went upstairs.
"Yo, you're back? Where's the captain?"
Hearing the voice, Ji Zhiyao looked back, Yuan Wei was walking in from the outside, carrying several takeaway boxes in his hand. So he let go of the straw he was clenched on, and waved his hand cheerfully: "He just went upstairs. Brother Yuan Wei, why did you switch to delivering food when I was away from the base these few days?"
"What food delivery, I'm not poor enough to take on this kind of private work." Yuan Wei's face turned green, "Fortunately you're back, I'm going to be tossed to death by these little bastards left in the base."
Ji Zhiyao had a curious face, "What's the matter? By the way, I haven't seen them since I came back. Where are they?"
Yuan Wei pouted towards the stairs, "I'm guessing he's still asleep upstairs. The holidays have been crazy these past few days, and I stayed up all night to qualify day and night. I couldn't hold on today, and I collapsed."
Ji Zhiyao: "woc? Why are they so hardworking all of a sudden? From this point of view, I stayed outside for four days, which is really heinous."
Yuan Wei: "Fuck. On the first day of their holiday, they also sang, ate skewers, drank and chatted happily. Then they returned to the base and vomited and diarrhea. Everyone was unwilling to go out again. There was nothing interesting in the base, so they had no choice but to wait all night. bit."
Ji Zhiyao: "..." I don't know what to say.
Yuan Wei entered the restaurant, put the takeaway box on the table, and shouted, "Wu Ji, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Here's pizza and crayfish. Before they wake up, hurry up and eat some."
Ji Zhiyao jumped up from the sofa in an instant, touched his stomach and entered the restaurant. He started to open the takeaway box, and suddenly remembered: "Brother, put the things you asked to bring in the black bag at the door, you can find them yourself."
Yuan Wei: "Got it, I'll get it."
Ji Zhiyao said "hmm" and stuffed the pizza into his mouth.
The pizza should have been baked not long ago, the crust is a bit crispy and still steaming. Ji Zhiyao took a bite and chewed slowly, not forgetting to pick up his phone.
[Guapi: Captain, go downstairs for takeaway.]
Ji Zhiyao watched the screen while eating. A few minutes later, there was an additional reply above.
[DB. MHF: Got it. Just after taking a shower, change clothes and go down.]
Only then did Ji Zhiyao put down his phone and started eating crayfish.
As soon as he ate one, he saw Mo Huaifeng walk into the restaurant. Ji Zhiyao swallowed his food and asked, "Are they all upstairs?"
Mo Huaifeng pulled out his chair and sat down, "Well, I can't wake up anyway."
Ji Zhiyao: "Then ask Brother Yuan Wei to help order takeaway? It seems that you are still not hungry enough."
Mo Huaifeng took a bite of the pizza, "Don't worry about them, let's talk about it first when we're full."
Ji Zhiyao: "Okay."
So they ate very happily.
When Yuan Wei entered the restaurant again, what he saw was a mess of takeaway boxes and Ji Zhiyao and Mo Huaifeng who were lazily leaning on their chairs.
He was dumbfounded, "Woc, brothers, how many days have you guys haven't eaten? I ordered a takeaway for four people, which also included Danuo's 1.5 people, and you actually ate all of it?"
Ji Zhiyao looked at the table and said hesitantly, "Is it really for four? I don't seem to be full."
Mo Huaifeng picked up his phone, "What else do you want to eat?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Forget it, let's eat it at night. Eating too much at once will cause stomach pain."
Yuan Wei: "..."
Ji Zhiyao: "Brother Yuanwei, don't look at me like that. ——The plane meal is terrible. Now that I see delicious food, I can't bear to leave any leftover."
Yuan Wei: "You are amazing."
Ji Zhiyao: "But the captain eats more than me."
Mo Huaifeng: "Yes."
Yuan Wei: "Okay, both of you are powerful. The evil you made yourself, when they wake up, remember to solve it yourself."
Ji Zhiyao pretended not to hear, stood up and stretched, "I'll go upstairs to take a shower and sleep for a while, see you at night."
After finishing speaking, he went to the living room to pick up the suitcase and his own bag, and walked upstairs unsteadily.
This sleep went straight to 8:30 in the evening.
Ji Zhiyao came down from upstairs wearing long sleeves and big pants.
There was still no sound on the first floor of the base. He walked around the corner of the stairs suspiciously, only to find that the five members of the team other than him were all sitting quietly in the training room, their faces full of lovelessness.
Ji Zhiyao was taken aback, "What are you doing? Playing ghosts at night?"
Danuo looked at him resentfully, "I slept all day and just woke up. There is no food in the base. Do you still expect me to have the strength to speak out?"
When mentioning food, Ji Zhiyao suddenly felt guilty, "Hey, didn't you order takeaway?"
Danuo's eyes became more melancholy. Holding the phone, he was heartbroken: "The nineteenth minute of waiting for the delivery man, I miss him."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
He slipped onto the seat with his tail between his legs, and elbowed Mo Huaifeng beside him. Mo Huaifeng took off the earphones and asked, "What?"
Ji Zhiyao whispered: "Captain, why didn't you order takeaway?"
Mo Huaifeng sneered, "They're all asleep, who knows when they'll wake up?"
He deliberately amplified his voice, so Ji Zhiyao heard Danuo's wailing louder not far away.
Ji Zhiyao covered his ears and rubbed, then turned to the other side: "Brother, is the ranking coming?"
Ah Heng: "No. I don't have the strength to hold the mouse, I just want to watch the video."
Ji Zhiyao immediately turned his head cowardly, staring at the lit monitor in front of him.
He now understands what Yuan Wei said in the afternoon, "solve the sins you have made yourself" in the afternoon.
After more than 20 minutes, even Ji Zhiyao was a little anxious, and the takeaway was delivered.
He looked at the other teammates who were wolfing down the boxes, and felt that the atmosphere had returned to normal. He couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and said, "Brothers, everything you bought is in the bag in the living room. Remember to find it yourself."
A Xiao wiped his mouth, "Okay, got it."
Yuan Wei squeezed the doll pillow in his arms, looked at the crowd, and suddenly said: "The time for taking the makeup photo has been changed to two weeks later, please pay attention to yourself and eat less."
The entire training room fell silent suddenly, Danuo was the most exaggerated, he didn't hold the chopsticks in his hand properly, and fell to the ground with a "click".
Yuan Wei looked very satisfied with the sensation he had caused. He stroked the fur of the doll and said, "If you take a makeup photo in early June, no matter when the photo is taken or when the official announcement is made, it will overlap with several other teams. Therefore, the club has made a decision directly. We made a decision a week in advance, and we just made a decision today. There are still two weeks left, boys, our 'e-sports team' will never give up!"
Ji Zhiyao swallowed, and took the time to look down at his current figure. Not fat, not skinny, decent. So he breathed a sigh of relief and sneaked a glance at the others.
Of course, Mo Huaifeng needless to say, Ji Zhiyao even witnessed his abdominal muscles when he was in the United States; K is full of sense of youth, and has never been fat; Xiao Fei trains hard, eats a lot of food, but his flesh does not grow at all... However, Ah Heng, Danuo, and A Xiao are frantically testing on the verge of losing their shape.
Especially A Xiao, since his hand injury, he basically eats very nourishing food every day, pork rib soup at least twice a week, and often eats some pig's trotters to replenish his body. Yuanyuan's belly is basically completely different from the first meeting in Ji Zhiyao's memory.
Ji Zhiyao couldn't help mourning for him.
A Xiao has a strong desire to survive, "Well, I may not be able to get in anyway, so don't add me in the promotional photos."
Yuan Wei: "The team list does not include you, what do you think?"
A Xiao clutched his stomach and pretended to be dead.
Yuan Wei gave a very imposing "hum", and then persuaded earnestly: "Isn't it just to lose weight? In the past fourteen days, you have lost half a catty a day, and you have lost seven catties in total. You are much more handsome than you are now. Cheer up! Brother, if you don’t even have a promotional photo, don’t you want to be pushed on the bench forever?”
Ji Zhiyao: "Hey, brother Yuanwei, don't think I can't tell that you are sowing discord. Brother Xiao is so smart, how could he be fooled?"
A Xiao: "I will start to lose weight tomorrow."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Ah Heng glanced at Xiao Fei, and learned from the pain, "A Xiao, Dad is with you."
Xiao Fei lay on his gun: "..."
Yuan Wei clapped his hands happily, "It's easy to say, easy to say."
Ji Zhiyao shook his head and said, "When it's time to take a makeup photo, you can call me again. I will take a mid-term exam next week, and I won't be back on weekends."
Yuan Wei: "Okay, I'll be the first to tell you when the time comes. —Captain, it's time to prepare for the team's training schedule."
Mo Huaifeng agreed: "Tomorrow, I will start discussing with Lao Ning."
Yuan Wei: "Yes."
Everything has been arranged in an orderly manner, other people have finished their meals, cleaned up the mess, and are ready to start training.
As soon as Ji Zhiyao sat down, he turned his head and was pulled aside by A Xiao. A Xiao's expression looked a little excited, "Come on, Wuji, accompany me for a solo."
Ji Zhiyao was taken aback for a moment, and then said pleasantly, "Brother Xiao, are your hands all healed?"
A Xiao scratched his head, "It's not all good. Although it hurts a bit, I can hold it back."
Ji Zhiyao couldn't help worrying.
Before Jiang Jingzuo's training session ended, he went back to school directly. Later, he went to the United States with Mo Huaifeng and was not at the base. Counting the time, he hadn't watched A Xiao's training for two whole weeks. A Xiao... Could it be that he didn't care about his hand injury like Jiang Jingzuo taught
But he felt that the question was too abrupt, and it sounded like he didn't want A Xiao's hand injury to recover as soon as possible. Ji Zhiyao had no choice but to keep this in mind, smiled, and said, "Okay Brother Xiao, build a room and invite me."
Ji Zhiyao returned to his seat, logged into "Hero", and accepted the invitation from A Xiao.
The two quickly ran out of hero roles.
Games start.
Ji Zhiyao hasn't touched the game for four or five days, so he inevitably feels a little unfamiliar. Before the line of soldiers came out of the spring, he first re-acquainted with the keyboard keys, and then followed the line of soldiers and came out of the spring.
Also as junglers, both he and A Xiao are the ones who know each other's style of play best. So Ji Zhiyao was not in a hurry, and did not follow the previous routine.
He was very well-behaved this time, squatting under the tower and eating the soldiers quietly, not even harassing A Xiao.
Perhaps because of his hand injury, A Xiao was more cautious than before, and the soldiers in the middle would retreat three or four times to prevent sneak attacks.
After passing two pawn lines like this, Ji Zhiyao finally saw A Xiao's weakness, no longer hesitated, and rushed up while he was still eating the pawn line.
"Eh?"
Ji Yao couldn't help but make a sound in doubt.
—The opponent's assassin seemed to be wound up instantly, and he dodged all the attacks flexibly, and even counterattacked.
Ji Zhiyao controlled the assassin to hide back, and at the same time raised his eyes to look at A Xiao.
A Xiao didn't seem too relaxed. The moment Ji Zhiyao looked at him, he clearly saw his frowning.
Ji Zhiyao's heart sank inexplicably.
He also frowned slightly. After the assassin on the screen recovered to full health, he marched towards the middle again.
This time, he was no longer surprised by the sudden flexibility of the opponent's assassin, and successfully took a head.
Just when his own troops were about to overthrow A Xiao's defense tower, Ji Zhiyao suddenly yelled and covered his left arm with his right hand.
A Xiao was startled at first, ignoring the raging solo at this moment, he quickly stood up, ran to Ji Zhiyao in two steps, and asked anxiously: "Wuji, what's wrong with you?"
Ji Zhiyao just inhaled, as if he was too painful to speak.
The others were startled and rushed over one after another. Mo Huaifeng squeezed into the innermost place, his face was ugly, and he grasped the place where Ji Zhiyao's right hand was covering last: "What's wrong? Are you going to the hospital?"
Ji Zhiyao took a few breaths, "No, it seems to be stretched. Captain, help me back to the room and apply a plaster for me."
He winked at Mo Huaifeng quietly, and Mo Huaifeng soon realized that he was just pretending.
Mo Huaifeng twisted his eyebrows together, and picked up Ji Zhiyao with a serious face.
Ji Zhiyao waved his "intact" right hand at the others, "I'm fine, just put a plaster on it. —Brother Xiao, I'm sorry, let's solo next time."
A Xiao said disapprovingly, "What time is it, take care of yourself first."
Ji Zhiyao looped his left arm, pretending to cry out the pain, and followed Mo Huaifeng upstairs.
Entering the house, the door was closed with a "click". Mo Huaifeng arrived in front of the door with his hands in his pockets, "What's wrong with you?"