While waiting to enter the Weibo interface, Ji Zhiyao couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple, his black eyes were even more suspicious and dazed.
Based on what the netizens said, he had a vague guess in his heart.
And when I saw that among the followers on Weibo, the relationship between the top one and him became "mutually following" at some point, some guesses seemed to be confirmed.
Ji Zhiyao directly ignored the innumerable amount of messages, but skilfully entered his homepage, and found the Weibo post he posted before leaving in the morning.
Then enter and go straight to the number one hot review.
[Mix.FiV: Your teammate's blame can't be regarded as a slap.]
The time was two hours ago.
! ! !
So God Fi is indirectly acknowledging his skills
The corner of Ji Zhiyao's lips curled up high, as if he had received some great compliment. He ignored the comments of "嘿嘤嘤" and "My husband, you have another dog" below this reply, and replied with a [doge] emoji seemingly calmly.
Then, throw the phone aside and drink up a bottle of mineral water.
After calming down, Ji Zhiyao picked up his phone again, and flipped through someone's homepage as if nothing had happened.
The number of followers is "9".
The official account of the club, the five Mix team members, the official account of the international "Heroes" league, the official account of the domestic first-line e-sports magazine, and the last one is him.
Ji Zhiyao raised his hand and rubbed his already numb face.
Afterwards, looking at the number of fans who were about eight to nine times his, the flattery in Ji Zhiyao's heart instantly disappeared, turning into a blank stare.
... So why does this strange thing that has posted no more than three Weibo posts have so many fans!
This little anchor is mad at him.
Ji Zhiyao stared at the number for a long time in disbelief, but there was no change at all. He pouted and moved the mouse.
—The "chat" interface that happened to be opened displayed two unread messages.
[Mix.FiV: You played really well.]
[Mix.FiV: Can I do you a favor?]
Ji Zhiyao was dumbfounded.
Immediately afterwards, he rubbed his eyes vigorously with the balls of his fingers, and after confirming that he read correctly, he stared at a pair of red rabbit eyes and typed: "What's the matter?"
After the message was sent, Ji Zhiyao discovered that the interval between the two messages was more than an hour.
Thinking that God Fi might not reply right away, he quit Weibo, mechanically gnawing on the crayfish to suppress his shock.
After gnawing on the fifth one, he blinked and remembered the forgotten live broadcast room.
Then Ji Zhiyao stretched out his oily fingers because he forgot to wear gloves, and poked the phone screen blankly.
"..."
Didn't he become the No. 1 ADC in China, the only Chinese team player to break into the international league last year, the "Fi God" recognized by professional players, one-ninth of the attention and was privately messaged
What's so distracting!
What's more, this great god said last time that he had a second stroke!
Stimulated by the last sentence, Ji Zhiyao immediately woke up, wiped the phone screen with a facial tissue, and returned to the live broadcast room.
When he was not there, all the audience in the live broadcast room sent almost thousands of question marks to the five words "the anchor is not at home". Now Ji Zhiyao's face of a young man who was not surprised by favor or humiliation reappeared in the camera, and the barrage instantly changed to something else.
[Guapi, tell me, what indescribable thing did you do behind our backs just now?]
Ji Zhiyao was expressionless: "I just kissed more than a dozen creatures that were not of my race from head to toe."
[What is the relationship between you and God Fi?]
Ji Zhiyao remained unchanged: "The netizen relationship was formally established five minutes ago."
[Why did you go for those 20 minutes just now? Dating first love fifth girl in the bathroom?]
"My friend, you probably don't have enough stamina. As for why I went..."
Ji Zhiyao continued to put on a coffin face.
"constipate."