Yuan Wei sighed.
Professional players fighting in the street, no matter what the reason is, the nature is very bad. Although the other party only wanted a sum of compensation, they were not pursued. But if it is not dealt with and spread out, it will have a very bad impact on Team Mix.
Seeing that Ji Zhiyao didn't answer, Mo Huaifeng's face became colder and colder, but his tone was calm: "Ji Zhiyao."
The captain was angry. Everyone knows it in their hearts.
After a while, Ji Zhiyao finally spoke.
"I have nothing to say. If you fight, you will fight." He said slowly, "Ban me from the game."
Yuan Wei immediately shouted: "Wuji!"
Danuo persuaded: "Wuji, we all know that you are not the kind of provocative personality who goes out on the street and makes people fight casually. What happened, we have been in the same team for so long, you have to tell us, take a step back Tell me, if you don’t talk about it, how can the captain ask the club for a mitigation of punishment?”
Ji Zhiyao lowered his eyes.
say what
Should he repeat those words
He couldn't bear others talking about Mo Huaifeng like that, let alone asking him to say it himself.
There is nothing to say, and the suspension is fine.
After another long silence, Mo Huaifeng said coldly, "Yuan Wei, report directly to the club, and do whatever you want with this matter."
Yuan Wei: "Captain, Wuji..."
Mo Huaifeng: "I said tell the club directly!"
Yuan Wei was bluffed by Mo Huaifeng's furious tone, and sighed, "Okay, as long as you think it's okay."
Ji Zhiyao could feel that Mo Huaifeng took a deep look at him, then left, and the door of the villa was slammed shut.
Ji Zhiyao looked up and found that other people were looking at him, so he smiled, "I'll go upstairs first, you can do whatever you want."
He shuffled upstairs, closed the door, and went into the bathroom.
Looking at the horrible face in the mirror, Ji Zhiyao pulled the corners of his lips and smiled indifferently.
…
[Team Mix official blog V:
Due to team members and Jungle substitute Mix.Yao fighting in the street, it has a very bad impact on the image of professional players. The club decided to suspend Mix.Yao for one week. In addition to paying all the medical expenses, he will be punished by deducting half a year's salary. We hereby announce the result to the fans who love the Mix team.
At the same time, I apologize to everyone. The Mix team will definitely maintain the image of professional players with practical actions in the future life. If there is any violation, no matter who it is, it will be severely punished!
above.
I wish you all a happy life.]
[Then I know: What the hell? ? ? what did i see Has the backstage of the spicy chicken Internet celebrity closed down?]
[I love my melon and I won't sell him:? ? ? What's the situation, we Guapi have such a good temper, actually fighting in the street? Have you figured out why? Slandering others is to bear legal responsibility!]
[ALI: A fan of passers-by, but once the scandal of street fights came out, it completely wiped out my goodwill.]
[Tingting: There hasn't been any news about professional players fighting for so many years. Hehe, I thought the overall quality of the e-sports circle had improved. It turned out to be nothing more than that.]
[User 092687: I am completely disappointed in this circle, and quit the circle.]
[Oh Mai Kar: Oh my god! There are actually fans steaming and washing them under this Weibo! Is there any news like this? It is strongly recommended that the club directly kick this kind of person out of the team, so as not to harm Mix's good reputation for several years.]
Under Ji Zhiyao's Weibo, there was also a lot of scolding.
Most of the black fans have extremely high combat effectiveness, jumping out to accuse and abuse, and say whatever is unpleasant. And because Ji Zhiyao didn't come out to respond, and didn't apologize on Weibo, his true fans were powerless and didn't know how to argue for their melon skin.
There are even some former passer-by fans who feel that Ji Zhiyao didn't take responsibility, and turned fans directly to black fans, and their comments are even worse than some black fans.
However, Ji Zhiyao didn't care about anything.
He threw himself on the bed, with a bruise on his face, and fell into a dark sleep.
— until the phone rang in my ear.
He specially set this ringtone for his parents, so when he heard it, Ji Zhiyao got up within a few seconds and answered the phone.
"Hello, Mom."
"Zhiyao," Ji's mother's voice was very gentle, with a touch of tiredness, "I saw the news, did you fight with someone else?"
Ji Zhiyao never thought that his mother would find out about this, subconsciously reached out and touched the corner of his swollen lips, and with a "hiss" from the pain, he said vaguely, "Well, I hit it."
Mother Ji: "Are you hurt?"
Ji Zhiyao: "No...no. Mom, don't worry, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." After a pause, he raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Don't worry about the news on the Internet, things happen for a reason, and no one in our team blames me .Only one week of suspension, and I will be able to play in the next big game."
Ji's mother breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "That's good. Next time you encounter something, don't be so impulsive. Since you have chosen this path, you should think more about your responsibilities."
Ji Zhiyao was taken aback for a moment, then said hoarsely: "I see, thank you mom."
Mother Ji said a few more words. Ji Zhiyao heard someone on the phone calling her to prepare for surgery, so she hung up the phone first.
He maintained the position of holding the mobile phone for a long time before he leaned back and fell heavily back on the bed, his swollen back suddenly hurt.
Cold sweat broke out on Ji Zhiyao's forehead. After a while, I raised my phone and entered the Weibo page.
That's right.
It should be his responsibility, he should bear it.
Instead of being like this now, turning a deaf ear.
He thought about it for a while, then edited a Weibo and posted it.
[Indefinitely V: Fighting in the street is indeed my fault, I unconditionally obey the club's suspension decision. I hereby promise to the fans and friends who love me that if you encounter problems in the future, you must first think of other solutions, and you will never make this mistake again. Sincerely, Mix.]
Ji Zhiyao stared at the screen again, wiped his face with his hand, put on his slippers, pushed the door and went downstairs.
It was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and the voice from the restaurant could be vaguely heard on the stairs. Ji Zhiyao went down to the first floor, turned a corner, and walked towards the restaurant.
"...When did you get into trouble? So there must be a reason. Captain, don't put on a face of a late mother, do you understand what it means to use love to influence? You are like me who have made no mistakes and panicked , let alone..." Yuan Wei was frothing, glanced at the figure at the door of the restaurant, stopped talking quickly, and waved, "Wuji, you are down. The takeaway that just arrived is still hot, come and eat."
Ji Zhiyao smiled, walked to the empty seat beside him and sat down. Looking up at his teammates, he had doubts and worries, but he didn't have disdain or disgust... He lowered his eyes, ignored Mo Huaifeng who was sitting on the other side of Yuan Wei, and said, "I fell asleep just now."
"I think so." Yuan Wei secretly glanced at Mo Huaifeng, whose expression was getting darker and gloomy, and wailed in his heart.
He was the only one in the entire base who knew what was going on with these two people, and he felt a little guilty if he didn't persuade them.
Da Nuo glanced left and right, noticed the strange atmosphere, laughed dryly, put down his chopsticks and said, "Wu Ji, your injury is a bit scary. I'll go buy you some band-aids and medicinal wine, you eat first."
Before Ji Zhiyao could answer, he quickly slipped out.
Ah Heng followed, "Can you get Gonuo? Let me help you."
A Xiao stood up immediately, "I'm a little full, I'll go too, just treat it as a digestion."
K: "Take me one, take me one."
Xiao Fei was holding a crayfish in his mouth in a daze, but Ah Heng who had been going back and forth grabbed it and dragged him away.
So the whole restaurant became quiet.
Yuan Wei sat between Mo Huaifeng and Ji Zhiyao, feeling uncomfortable being pinched from left to right. For the umpteenth time, he scolded himself in his heart for making sandwich biscuits out of nothing.
As the minutes passed, Yuan Wei felt terrified that a certain breath on the right was so cold that the surrounding area was almost frozen into ice, and couldn't help but look at Ji Zhiyao with a calm face.
Ji Zhiyao was eating happily, neither raised his head nor spoke.
Yuan Wei hesitated, "... you guys eat first, I'll go to the toilet."
So there were only two people left in the restaurant.
After Ji Zhiyao finished eating the last piece of pizza, he sighed contentedly, took out a tissue and wiped his hands. Before he stood up and was about to leave, he paused and lowered his gaze as if thinking of something, "I'm full, Captain, take it easy."
After speaking, he stood up and walked out without hesitation.
Yuan Wei, who was hiding outside the restaurant and eavesdropping, gave a limp leg and almost knelt down.
When the footsteps got closer and closer, the door in front of him was pushed open, Yuan Wei grabbed Ji Zhiyao's clothes corner, dragged him into the bathroom a few meters away, and closed the door.
Ji Zhiyao looked surprised, "Brother Yuan Wei?"
Yuan Wei: "Ma De, wait a minute, I just escaped from danger, so take it easy."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Ji Zhiyao was speechless.
With a twist of his brain, he could almost guess what Yuan Wei wanted to do, so he simply said openly, "Brother Yuan Wei, the captain and I, just leave it alone."
"You think I want to take care of it? If it wasn't for the fear that the headlines in the e-sports circle would become 'a well-known male god murdered his teammate and boyfriend from love to hatred', I would have quit." Yuan Wei walked around violently, "To be honest, what the hell are you and the captain doing?"
Ji Zhiyao: "... nothing, you think too much."
Yuan Wei: "Fuck your Italian fart! Treat me as blind."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Do you have to let him admit that he doesn't know
He also wanted to have a good communication with Mo Huaifeng, but he already felt the cold air from Mo Huaifeng, so he simply didn't go over there, so as not to make the two of them unhappy.
Ji Zhiyao shut his mouth tighter than a clam shell. Yuan Wei had no choice but to scratch his head in frustration, and said, "Leave that aside, how are you going to deal with things on the Internet?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Before I went downstairs, I posted a Weibo to admit my mistake, whatever they say."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Wei quickly took out the phone from his trouser pocket. After reading that Weibo post, he sighed and said: "Barely it's sincere,—although you will be scolded for apologizing, but there's nothing you can do about it. If you don't bow your head and admit your mistake, tomorrow there will be a marketing account pressing your dog's head and telling you to get out of the phone." competition circle."
Ji Zhiyao was stunned, and then said: "Actually, I..."
Yuan Wei: "Shut up, you! Want to quit the team after losing a group match? Do what you can! Is the annual salary of 700,000 bought you to play fake matches?"
Ji Zhiyao lowered his head in shame.
—At least in Yuan Wei's eyes, this expression is shame.
As a result, his mood suddenly eased a lot. Compared with the previous one, he can even be called "pleasant", "Our team has the same points as Bug, so this week's game is to compete with them for second place. Get up wherever you fall, and the next one You will definitely play in the match between Zhou and High Boots, and I have a little confidence."
Ji Zhiyao took a deep breath, nodded and said, "I see."
Yuan Wei: "Are you still going to this week's competition?"
Ji Zhiyao looked at Yuan Wei in surprise, and found that he was serious and not joking, then lowered his eyes to think, then pulled up the corners of his lips and smiled, and said, "Go, I can't stop appearing in front of the public in the future."
Yuan Wei: "It's good if you can think that way. But you have to be mentally prepared in advance, when the time comes, certain words won't sound good."
Ji Zhiyao said "Yes", "I know, thank you Yuan Wei for reminding me."
Yuan Wei put away the phone, touched his chin with his fingers, "So why are you fighting?"
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Ji Zhiyao: "Didn't you say it's better not to mention this?"
Yuan Wei: "When did I agree with you?"
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Ji Zhiyao took a step back as if guarding against a thief, "Brother Yuan Wei, good night and sweet dreams, I'll slip away first."
Yuan Wei silently looked at Ji Zhiyao who was running away, and sighed heavily.
It's hard to be a good person. I'm so stubborn this time when I'm usually good-tempered. What should I do now
…
weekend.
This is the penultimate week of the national qualifiers, with the fourth-to-eighth ranking battle on Saturday and the second- and third-place runner-up battle on Sunday.
Because there was no game on Saturday, everyone in Mix got into the van and went to the gymnasium after waking up, watching the ranking match as a belated spectator.
When Ji Zhiyao was wearing a mask and walking at the bottom of the line, he could clearly hear someone in the passing auditorium yelling loudly in disgust: "What the hell is going on with Mix! How dare this kind of scum who fights in the street dare now?" Let it out? Did you accept bribes behind your back?"
Ji Zhiyao's footsteps paused slightly, and then he continued to walk a few steps without looking sideways, as if he didn't hear anything.
But at the front of the line, there was some commotion faintly. Ji Zhiyao heard Ah Heng who was standing in the middle of the team ask suspiciously: "Captain, why don't you leave? What are you looking at?"
Ji Zhiyao paused, subconsciously looking at that person.
——And it so happened that Mo Huaifeng was also looking back.
At this moment, he frowned, and there was an offended, unpleasant aura all over his body. However, when he and Ji Zhiyao looked at each other, the frown between Mo Huaifeng's brows seemed to be ironed out instantly, and then within a few seconds, it appeared again, even deeper than last time.
Ji Zhiyao was looking puzzled, but Mo Huaifeng had already turned his head and continued walking in silence.
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
What happened to his captain? Sudden convulsion
Why did you suddenly look at him just now
With doubts, Ji Zhiyao sat in the exclusive seat of Mix, forgetting about being insulted for no reason, and concentrating on this issue.
Until the phone vibrated, Yuan Wei received a WeChat message.
[Team manager Yuan Wei: If I hadn't dragged the captain just now, he would have gone straight up to beat him up. Are you still enlightened, young man?]