Ji Zhiyao also turned on the microphone, "Thank you Wild God."
Ono: "What kind of wild god, it's too polite, you can just call me Ono. After fighting the wild, come to the middle lane, turn the middle lane into a two-player lane, and clear all levels directly."
Ji Zhiyao: "Okay."
Mo Huaifeng was inexplicably upset, and interjected, "What's the matter, you're here to practice off-field linkage."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Ono: "Hey, God Fi. If I hadn't seen you today, I would have forgotten that you owe me a promotion match."
Mo Huaifeng: "It's unfortunate."
Ono: "..."
Outside the receiver, Ono didn't even know why he made Mo Huaifeng unhappy, it was simply inexplicable.
He didn't know, but Ji Zhiyao seemed to have guessed something. He desperately reduced his sense of existence, clearing the jungle and clearing the jungle. After clearing his side, he ran to the opposing team and took a head from the opposing jungler.
The game was pushed to 30 minutes, and the two defensive towers in the middle lane on the opposite side were demolished, and there were also two defensive towers in the bottom lane. Ono sent a signal and said at the same time: "Come to the middle to gather fire and clear the level directly."
Mo Huaifeng seemed to be against Xiao Ye, and after he finished speaking, he said: "Come on down the road, there are few people here, hurry up."
Ji Zhiyao: "... you guys fight first, I'll fight a big dragon."
I can't afford it, I slipped away.
The result is that just after Ji Zhiyao beat the dragon, Xiao Ye and Mo Huaifeng cleared the level at the same time, and the crystal was pushed down by the two together.
Ji Zhiyao let out a long sigh of relief, took off the headset, and ran out as if his butt was on fire, "I'm a little hungry, I'm going to the restaurant to find something to eat."
Mo Huaifeng watched Ji Zhiyao leave, snorted coldly, and continued typing: [I'm not in a bad mood.]
[Gtx. Ye: Kao! Then you are like taking a gun, making me think that your period is coming.]
[Mix.Fi: I'm afraid you have lived enough.]
[Gtx. Ye: Don’t dare.]
[Gtx.Ye: Thank you for today. But the promotion competition is still one star away, so I'll call you next time?]
[Mix. Fi: Yes.]
[Gtx.Ye: By the way, call your team's small substitutes together. He's playing well, and with you two around, I can lay down and win.]
[Mix.Fi: No, he's too good.]
[Gtx.Ye: Brother, don’t be ridiculous, it’s obviously very good, okay? If you dislike him, send it directly to our team.]
[Mix.Fi: Do you want to help me raise my son?]
[Gtx. Ye:...]
[Gtx. Ye: You have changed. You are no longer the God of Fi in my eyes, who is radiant, saves all living beings, devotes himself to Buddha, and has endless learning! !]
[Mix. Fi: ... go to eat. Call me next time you want to play a promotion match.]
[Gtx. Ye: Good!]
…
Ji Zhiyao was pulled by Mo Huaifeng for a whole afternoon, and it took him five or six hours to let him go.
Ji Zhiyao felt that his wrist was hurting, so he went to the restaurant to get a bottle of ice water and put it on his wrist for ice compress. After applying it for a few minutes, he took out the water and handed it to Mo Huaifeng.
Mo Huaifeng also applied it for a while, and the two of them sat on the chairs and closed their eyes to rest. Just when Ji Zhiyao was drowsy, he heard the sound of the door opening in the training room. As soon as he opened his eyes, Yuan Wei walked in and said, "Happy birthday, Wu Ji."
Ji Zhiyao smiled, "Thank you Brother Yuanwei."
"You don't need to thank me." Yuan Wei waved his hand, "They asked me to help order the cake, I just brought it back, go and try it?"
Ji Zhiyao looked surprised, turned to look at his teammates, and found that they were all smiling. Danuo stretched his waist and said, "I've been holding it in for an afternoon, and now I can finally say it. —The captain said you don't like cream cakes, so we just bought ice cream, which should taste pretty good."
Ji Zhiyao looked at Mo Huaifeng again, and found a smile in his eyes.
"I'm a professional team manager hired by the club with a high salary. I live like your nanny." Yuan Wei rolled his eyes and said, "The ice cream is all from Nestle, how could it be bad?—It's in the restaurant now, I think it will start to melt in about ten minutes, do you want to eat it quickly?"
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then rushed to the restaurant in a swarm.
On the top of the ice cream cake is the chain link flower of the earliest version of "Hero" specially ordered by Yuan Wei. Before cutting the cake, Ji Zhiyao took some photos with his mobile phone, and then cut it with a knife dipped in water.
While they were eating the cake, Yuan Wei ran to the side, snapped a few group photos, and sent them to the staff in charge of the official blog.
A few minutes later, Team Mix's official blog was updated.
[Team Mix official blog V: Dreams are your horses, you are a boy. Mix.Yao@远远无未期，Happy birthday. [picture]]
In the photo, everyone is smiling happily.
…
A month later, at the end of August.
After the retreat training was over, Ji Zhiyao officially returned to school.
During the holiday, in the four training matches where he replaced A Xiao, the Mix team had no losses. Because training games of this nature can be disclosed to fans, some professional players who have faced him in the past will indirectly admit his strength with a sentence or two in the live broadcast, so some negative news gradually dissipated, and people began to look forward to the season. remote performance.
Ji Zhiyao knew about it, but he didn't show how happy he was.
He knew that all the compliments and praises now were just bubbles on the surface. If his performance in the national qualifiers is unsatisfactory, since the fans can lift him up, they can also make him fall hard.
Ji Zhiyao was listening to the class seriously, when Yang Bing poked his arm with a pen, he turned around and saw Yang Bing trying to make a mouth shape: "Old Ji, take me to fly!"
Ji Zhiyao shook his head decisively. He was lucky enough not to fail last semester. Before this semester, he swore to listen carefully to every class. Originally, he didn't spend much time in school, and he always had to concentrate in class, otherwise he would die as soon as he took the exam.
Yang Bing couldn't move him no matter what, so he gave up and asked the other two to play with him in the dormitory group.
[Mr. Bing: The old season has changed, he no longer loves us. He refused to let him play games with me.]
[Mr. Bing: So are you two coming? @杨冰的父@利超]
[Yang Bing's father: No, he's attending class.]
[Mr. Bing: What's so good about English class? Aren't they all living on their laurels?]
[Yang Bing's father: So you failed the fourth grade last semester.]
[Mr. Ice:...]
Yang Bing took a bite out of Wen Heng's hand, and felt that what he said seemed to make sense, so he stopped playing games and opened the textbook to listen to the class.
As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Ji Zhiyao cleaned up the things on the table. Yang Bing packed his schoolbag, and suddenly remembered to ask: "Wuji, can you get tickets for the national qualifiers? I heard that tickets are very difficult to buy, but I want to go and see."
"I don't know, I never asked." Ji Zhiyao finished packing his bag and said, "I'll ask the captain when I come back, and I'll tell you."
Yang Bing: "Okay! I didn't expect that one day I could go through the back door. I'm so happy."
Back in the dormitory, Ji Zhiyao remembered Yang Bing's words, and directly sent a message to Mo Huaifeng: [Captain, today my roommate asked me about tickets for the national qualifiers. I heard it's not easy to make, do you have a place to buy it?]
Mo Huaifeng replied quickly: [You can buy it, how many copies do you want?]
[Guapi: Three roommates each have one roommate. My sister may not be able to go, so let's keep one room first. Others... By the way, there is also my little apprentice, you leave one for my little apprentice, he must like it very much.]
[DB.MHF:...]
[DB.MHF: Why do you think of him?]
[Guapi: I just remembered. My master is simply too incompetent to forget my apprentice for so long... But it's still too late, isn't the competition starting in a month?]
[DB.MHF: There is no need to keep the ticket for him, he won't go.]
[Melon skin:? ? ? Why?]
[DB.MHF: He is still a student and needs to attend classes.]
[Gua Pi: Don't tease me. Our team has a maximum of five games, even if we skip class, we won't miss much. Once every three years, if you don't let your eldest nephew see it, won't your conscience really hurt?]
[DB.MHF:...]
[DB.MHF: I'll ask him and let him reply to you by himself.]
[Guapi: Okay, I don't believe my little apprentice won't be tempted.]
Ji Zhiyao looked at the phone screen for a while, sat at the table, hung up the earphones, and opened the live broadcast room.
As soon as you enter, there is an overwhelming barrage, with unprecedented enthusiasm. Ji Zhiyao thought he had gone to the wrong room, and after being surprised, he smiled and said, "Why is it 50,000+ today? I didn't send a Weibo notice in advance to start the live broadcast."
[Climbing over the wall from A Xiao, can you remind your teammates, it's the end of the month! Why don't they make up the live broadcast! ! ! I am already a salted fish without spiritual food.]
[Why don't you turn on the camera today? ! Disappointed.]
[Baby Guapi misses you!]
[The national qualifiers are coming soon, are you nervous?]
"They are used to delaying the live broadcast until the end of the month. Usually, the waves are cool, and the crematorium at the end of the month." Ji Zhiyao answered the question, "It's not necessary to be nervous. I have made training matches with most teams before, and my emotions have eased a lot. What's more, I'm fighting with Brother Xiao."
When it comes to the national qualifiers, the barrage is even more cheerful.
[Baby, you don’t even know how hard it is to buy tickets for the national qualifiers_(:_」∠)_Now the scalpers’ tickets that cost double the price are all sold out.]
[I really want a ticket! If I miss it again, I will have to wait another three years, and I just cry when I think about it.]
[I didn't tell the previous few that I had already bought tickets! The row closest to the competition platform in the infield! After buying the ticket, I feel that everything is pleasing to the eye, and pulling shi is much smoother.]
[Fake smile.jpg]
Ji Zhiyao didn't know that it was so difficult to buy tickets for the national qualifiers. He thought for a while, said "wait a moment" into the headset, and then sent Mo Huaifeng a message again.
[Guapi: Captain, besides the few people you just mentioned, do you have any tickets left?]
[DB.MHF: I don’t have any, but the club has a few left. What, do you want to use it?]
[Guapi: I want to hold a lottery to give back to fans, tickets are so hard to buy that they want to cry.]
[DB.MHF: How many more?]
[Gua Pi: Three, three is enough. I'll give you one piece of money for the previous tickets in a while, and you can help me pay the club directly?]
[DB.MHF: It’s okay if you don’t give it. Sleep with me overnight, eat and drink everything.]
[Melon skin: [white eyes]]
Ji Zhiyao quit WeChat, went to the official website of the national qualifiers to check the fare, and then transferred a sum of money to Mo Huaifeng's bank card.
After everything was done, Ji Zhiyao turned on the headset again and said, "I'm back."
In the midst of questions about "what did I do just now", he said: "I will post a Weibo later, and I will draw three people to give away tickets to the national qualifiers, but the location may not be there. If you are interested, Remember to check it out."
[! ! !]
[OMG, my melon is simply a pet fan, hugging it for a while and sucking it!]
[Oh my God! Although I am an out-and-out African, I have to tell God that I will not admit defeat!]
[The odds are slim, but I'm still happy!]
Ji Zhiyao couldn't help laughing, "Just be happy, thank you for always paying attention to me."
After chatting in the live broadcast room for a while, Ji Zhiyao went offline, and as agreed, posted a lottery weibo.
After posting Weibo, Ji Zhiyao turned off the computer. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to contact the young apprentice in advance, so that Mo Huaifeng would not agree to his nephew going to the game in order to urge his nephew to study.
Learning is important, but combining work and rest is also very important.
[Guapi: Little apprentice, are you there?]
[Little apprentice:!]
[Little apprentice: Liger, I miss you!]
[Little Apprentice: How are you doing at the base? My uncle didn't bully you, did he?]
Seeing the way the little apprentice greeted him on the screen of the mobile phone, Ji Zhiyao suddenly felt a little guilty, and typed: [Everyone is very kind to me. How about you? How are you?]
[Little Apprentice: You have a great body, and it smells good to eat. The grades have also improved a lot.]
[Guapi: Awesome.]
[Guapi: I want to ask you, do you want to watch the national qualifiers in a month's time?]
[Little apprentice: There will be classes in early October, and I plan to come back and watch the broadcast at home. The class this semester is very difficult, and I don't want to escape.]
[Gua Pi: ... Okay then. You study hard! There are still opportunities in the future.]
[Little Apprentice: OK, master, please come on, I will cheer for you at home.]
Ji Zhiyao put down his phone and dragged his fingers on his chin, always feeling that something was wrong.
The little apprentice just entered junior high school this year, and it stands to reason that there should not be too difficult classes, and he is so smart, so he couldn't go to the scene because the classes were difficult.
Could it be that Mo Huaifeng had already exchanged his statement with the young apprentice in advance while he was broadcasting live
Ji Zhiyao kept this doubt in his heart, and planned to find some time to study it secretly.
Back on base after class the next day, he found his opportunity.
Ji Zhiyao and Ah Heng had just finished a round of duos, and Mo Huaifeng raised his butt and got ready. Ji Zhiyao quickly reached out to hold him down, "Captain, what are you doing?"
Mo Huaifeng looked puzzled, but he still said, "Go upstairs to get your phone. I forgot it upstairs just now."
Ji Zhiyao: "I just want to go upstairs to get something, so let me get it for you by the way."
He didn't give Mo Huaifeng time to refuse, and ran upstairs in a hurry with careful thoughts.
Because everyone is in the training room, the second floor of the base is very quiet. Ji Zhiyao moved lightly, looking left and right as if guilty of guilt. After confirming that no one was there, he opened the door of Mo Huaifeng's room.
Danuo's bed was a mess, while Mo Huaifeng's was a little messy, but it was extremely clean in comparison.
A mobile phone lay quietly on top of the gray quilt.
Ji Zhiyao picked it up and unlocked it with his index finger.
- Mo Huaifeng asked him to save this fingerprint a few months ago, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.
Ji Zhiyao's heart beat faster. After a long time of psychological construction for myself, I opened Mo Huaifeng's WeChat.