"Nothing at all." Ji Zhiyao spread his shoulders, and began to perform hot wheel rotation with his left hand.
Hearing this, Mo Huaifeng not only didn't feel relaxed, but frowned, "Then why is it like this all of a sudden?"
"Captain, don't tell me, you haven't noticed anything wrong with Brother Xiao at all."
Ji Zhiyao glanced at the gate, and said in a low voice: "In the solo just now, Brother Xiao was obviously holding on. I'm afraid I won't be able to control it. If he really wins Brother Xiao and he trains harder, then his wrists will still need to work hard." No more."
Mo Huaifeng: "For this?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Otherwise? I finally came up with this idea, is it easy for me?"
Mo Huaifeng looked at Ji Zhiyao's obviously smug face, and really didn't know whether to blow his head off or praise him well.
He sighed and said, "Got it. I'll talk to him tonight."
Ji Zhiyao nodded, "Yes, to persuade Brother Xiao. I'm just a substitute, not a starter. Everyone is waiting patiently for him, so he doesn't need to be too anxious."
Mo Huaifeng gave him a meaningful look and fell silent.
Ji Zhiyao suddenly understood, and said happily, "Captain, what's your expression? I'm not complaining, I'm very happy to have a match."
Mo Huaifeng: "Really?"
Ji Zhiyao: "That's right. Anyway, even if I get promoted and become a starter, I won't be given a salary increase. Of course I'd be happy to be a salted fish with my salary."
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
He really shouldn't have expected anything from Ji Zhiyao's mouth.
Mo Huaifeng opened the door speechlessly, and said, "You rest first, and I will take you back to school tomorrow morning."
Ji Zhiyao nodded happily, and stayed in the room pretending to be a patient with stretched arms.
After sending Mo Huaifeng away, Ji Zhiyao took out his mobile phone from his pocket, lay on the bed, and hugged the pillow to read the news.
The fact that he and Mo Huaifeng appeared at the airport together in the afternoon was still exposed, but because there were only two signatures and no group photos or airport photos, it did not attract much attention. The inner circle is cute.
Ji Zhiyao casually clicked on a few fanfiction articles about him and Mo Huaifeng, which contained all kinds of plots, which were slightly eye-catching.
He picked and read a few paragraphs, and the more he saw the redder the back of his ears. Simply put down the phone, wash and go to sleep.
…
two weeks later.
Ji Zhiyao walked downstairs to the dormitory and saw Mo Huaifeng's car. He took off his schoolbag, opened the car door, raised his butt and sat in the co-pilot.
As soon as Mo Huaifeng saw him getting into the car, he turned off the radio in the car and turned on the air conditioner.
"Are you awake?" Mo Huaifeng looked at Ji Zhiyao's expression in the mirror, a little sluggish, as if he couldn't cheer up, and couldn't help asking.
Ji Zhiyao yawned, "It's okay. I took two cold medicines this morning, and I feel a little sleepy."
"You can sleep for a while."
"Forget it, it's a total of 20 minutes' journey, and I won't get up long after I sleep." Ji Zhiyao asked, "By the way, my team uniform is at the base. Shall we go back to the base first?"
"Yes." Mo Huaifeng replied.
Only then did Ji Zhiyao feel relieved.
Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the Mix base. The sun outside was a bit poisonous, Ji Zhiyao couldn't help squinting his eyes, and got out of the car with his schoolbag on his back.
The team's van parked outside the villa, Ji Zhiyuan saw A Xiao standing there from a distance, and waved to him. He ran over in two or three steps, "Brother Xiao."
A Xiao patted him on the shoulder with great emotion, "It's the first time I saw someone dare to order the captain like this, and he hasn't been strangled to death by the captain."
Whenever he heard such words, Ji Zhiyao was terrified, and this time was no exception. He threw the bag into A Xiao's arms, "Brother Xiao, give me a hug first. I'll go upstairs to get the team uniform."
After finishing speaking, he rushed into the villa in a hurry.
Everyone else should have gotten into the car and waited, and there was no one in the villa. Ji Zhiyao quickly pulled out the team uniform from the closet, and then rushed downstairs.
Mo Huaifeng happened to park the car and opened the door of the van. Ji Zhiyao sneaked in ahead of him, and Pi De was very happy: "Thank you, Captain."
Mo Huaifeng gave him a helpless and indulgent look before getting into the car and closing the door.
In the car, K said twice, "Captain, Wu Ji is really your own son. If I was the one who pushed you away just now, I don't think there will be a place for me in this year's makeup photo, right?"
Mo Huaifeng looked at him, "Call Dad, I'll think about it carefully."
K: "Do I usually bark less? Boom!"
Mo Huaifeng was disgusted enough.
Ji Zhiyao directly punched K on the back, "I punched a dog."
K felt sad, "Did the captain pay you an extra salary? You protect him like this. I'm obviously doing the best for the whole team, but I still have to be beaten."
Ji Zhiyao: "He is my father."
K: "..."
other people:"… "
Mo Huaifeng coughed, and Ji Zhiyao's sitting posture became much more obedient.
Half an hour later, a group of people arrived at the studio in a lively atmosphere. As soon as they entered the shed, the makeup artists who had been waiting for a long time rushed up and led the teenagers in charge into the dressing room.
Ji Zhiyao and A Xiao were divided into a dressing room, each with a makeup artist.
There were a bunch of bottles and cans on the table, Ji Zhiyao had only seen so many cosmetics in the mall, and couldn't help swallowing nervously.
As soon as he looked up, the makeup artist's powder puff began to hit his face. Ji Zhiyao hid back for a while, but couldn't escape the awkward feeling in his heart after all, and discussed with the makeup artist lady: "Sister, can my makeup be lightened? - For example, this powder, it will make sense if you don't apply it twice."
"No," the makeup artist smiled and shook her head. "The light in the studio is very dazzling, and it doesn't look powdery on the face. If you want to be worthy of your appearance, you must wear more makeup."
After the makeup artist finished speaking, he immediately fixed Ji Zhiyao's chin with his hand, making him unable to move at all. The other hand continued to hit his face with the powder puff.
Ji Zhiyao has nothing to love: "..."
A Xiao originally wanted to resist, but when he caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, he immediately became honest.
Ji Zhiyao only felt that his face was covered with layers of paste, almost completely stiff.
However, he has a relatively good foundation, and the makeup artist pinched his chin very well, so the makeup artist almost took care of it in the next link.
What is worse is A Xiao—
A Xiao: "Is this a pencil? Why do you draw on your face with it?"
Makeup artist: "It's eyebrow pencil~ Your eyebrow shape is a bit strange, it will look better if you draw it with a pen."
A Xiao: "... I thought he was quite handsome."
The make-up artist pretended not to hear, and after a while, put double eyelid stickers on A Xiao's eyelids again.
A Xiao: "There's no need to have big eyelids, it looks weird."
Makeup artist: "Your inner doublet is a bit swollen today. If you don't put this on, you will look very wretched under the camera."
A Xiao: "Wretched??"
Makeup artist: "Yes."
Ji Zhiyao couldn't hold back his laughter, and his make-up artist couldn't help but help him put on the lipstick and said, "It's done."
Ji Zhiyao tried his best to ignore the sticky feeling on his mouth, picked up his clothes, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, I'm going to change clothes first, hurry up."
A Xiao has been played with half to death, he said weakly: "Go, go."
Next door is the dressing room. Ji Zhiyao pushed the door open and walked in. There was no one inside, and I don't know if they all put on their makeup and changed their clothes.
He changed his jacket in twos and twos, and when he was putting on his trousers, the door of the dressing room "clicked" and was opened from the outside.
Ji Zhiyao hurriedly picked up his pants and covered a certain part.
If it's okay to talk about the people in the team, they are all old men anyway. If it's a female staff member, or the captain... it's broken.
He looked up and found that it was Ah Heng who was at the door, and he was also looking at him in a daze.
Ah Heng: "What are you covering, who doesn't have a bird?"
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Ji Zhiyao rolled his eyes, put on his pants, "I'm worried that it's a girl."
Ah Heng sneered, "Wake up, you, didn't you see the sticker on the door? The locker room is now only available to members of our team. How could it be such a good thing."
Ji Zhiyao didn't dare to say "I'm more worried that it's the captain who came in", so he had to suffer from the dumbness, walked out of the locker room, and helped Ah Heng to the door.
Then he found that his captain was sitting on a bench not far away and had already changed his clothes.
Ji Zhiyao only took one look, but couldn't take his eyes off at all. He felt as if someone had installed a magnet under his feet, and he was involuntarily moving towards Mo Huaifeng.
Not far away, Mo Huaifeng sensed his approach and raised his head.
This glance made Ji Zhiyao swallow involuntarily.
At that time, he had to admit how wise the fans who once commented on his Weibo, "Wu Ji, you are only a little bit worse than God Fi".
After all, a person like him who is used to thinking rationally and never pays attention to other people's appearance has to sigh, Mo Huaifeng is really handsome.
His foundation was not thin, and his makeup was equally thick, but he didn't look gay at all, instead he was very handsome with sword eyebrows and stars. It can be seen that the makeup artist especially favored him, and even blew his hair—
Ji Zhiyao reached out and touched the few strands of hair on his head that didn't obey his command, feeling very sad and indignant.
Ji Zhiyao: "Captain, did you pay extra for your hair? Why is your hair so handsome?"
Mo Huaifeng originally wanted to say a few words, but was interrupted by such an interruption, he completely forgot. He couldn't help imitating Ji Zhiyao's movements, and touched his hair, "Looks good?"
Ji Zhiyao nodded frantically.
Mo Huaifeng: "Just look good."
Then he returned to his expressionless face, and did not answer Ji Zhiyao's question directly.
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
The big eyes are full of deep doubts about life.
Is he really Mo Huaifeng's boyfriend? ?
"Our team leader, Wu Ji, you two hurry up and take pictures!" Yuan Wei ran over from the corner, "What are you doing hiding here? A tryst?"
Ji Zhiyao pushed Yuan Wei with a guilty conscience, and pushed him to the place where the photo was taken, "What's wrong with you, have you been peeking at poor dramas recently? Dare to have a tryst with the captain, I think my life is too long, right?" .”
Yuan Wei: "What you said is very reasonable. You are still young, why can't you think about it."
Ji Zhiyao: "That's right."
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
These two people, when he died
Everyone else stood in front of the background board with the Mix team logo, discussing the position with the photographer. When Danuo and A Xiao saw Ji Zhiyao and Mo Huaifeng approaching, it was as if they had seen rescuers. Da Nuo pointed at Ji Zhiyao, "And he, this time there are enough three in the front row."
Ji Zhiyao's face was stunned.
Looking at this posture, Mo Huaifeng also guessed what was going on, and said concisely: "The back row covers the flesh, they are fat."
Ji Zhiyao suddenly realized.
A Xiao covered his face, "Captain, can you stop being so blunt? Da Nuo and I also need to save face."
Ji Zhiyao resolutely despised them, "I've been pushed out to block meat, so what face do I need?"
Mo Huaifeng sneered and agreed.
A Xiao and Da Nuo pretended to be ashamed and lowered their heads under Mo Huaifeng's lust.
The photographer counted the number of people and said, "In that line, there are three in the back and four in the front. The thin ones are in the front, the tallest ones are in the middle of the back, and the two fat ones are on both sides."
Ji Zhiyao almost laughed out loud, he took a special look at the faces of A Xiao and Danuo, it was really exciting.
In fact, the two of them have very standard body shapes for normal people, but they are a bit different from the thinner ones before, so it's no wonder they care.
Finally, the formation was settled, with K, Ah Heng, Xiao Fei, and Ji Zhiyao in the front row from left to right, and Danuo, Mo Huaifeng, and A Xiao in the back row. Danuo and A Xiao stood outside, only half of their bodies were blocked by K and Ji Zhiyao, and the other half stood outside. It can not only cover the flesh, but also cannot cover the face.
After the formation was completed, the photographer made a request and gestured: "There must be a sense of fateful confrontation in your eyes, imagine that you are the sons and daughters of the Jianghu, and you are fighting for a certain martial arts cheat book. Add some arrogance to look at the world—"
Xiao Fei: "Is that so?"
Photographer: "Don't you feel cross-eyed?"
Xiao Fei: "..."
Photographer: "The one on the far side of the front row is not good, there is no murderous look in his eyes."
"Not murderous" Ji Zhiyao: "..."
With just this one look, the photographer tossed back and forth for an hour and took many waste films. In the end, seeing that they really couldn't meet the requirements, they could only barely take a few photos.
Then there are two pairs of starters and substitutes in the team—
This time the photographer didn't even mention the request at all, and just fiddled with them to a suitable angle, holding the camera and "clicking" to take pictures.
When Ji Zhiyao thought everything was over, Yuan Wei made a suggestion: "Wu Ji just joined the team, let's take a few solo photos for him."
Ji Zhiyao: "...can I refuse?"
Yuan Wei: "You still..."
Ji Zhiyao: "'Do I still have a dream'——I knew this sentence. Got it, pat pat!"
So under the guidance of the photographer, he started the way of posing for pictures.
What made him want to cry the most was that when he was posing for a photo, Mo Huaifeng took K and Ah Heng, and the three sat beside him to watch the excitement.
The mmp in my heart couldn't hold back no matter what.
After the solo photo was taken, Ji Zhiyao walked up to them aggressively, rolled up his team uniform sleeves, "K, Ah Heng, come solo tonight, I have to call you daddy!"
K: "???"
Ah Heng: "Woc, sit next to me, and PK comes from the sky?"