But A Xiao quickly gave the answer. He pointed to Zhiyao's wrist next season, and said: "This bracelet is a support bracelet issued by Huaxia when it broke into the "Heroes" international league a year ago. You can guess it at a glance. You are an e-sports fan."
Ji Zhiyao glanced at the faded blue and white support bracelet on his wrist, and suddenly realized. Nodded, smiling harmlessly to humans and animals: "I was indeed in the pit at that time."
He glanced out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly saw a white bandage wrapped around A Xiao's wrist, his expression restrained a bit, and he asked, "Brother Xiao was injured?"
"Professionals often have hand injuries."
A Xiao waved his hand indifferently, as if he wanted to change the subject: "Do you want to sign?"
Although Ji Zhiyao is not an orthodox Mix team fan, but signing this thing is not for nothing.
So he said "yes" with a smile, got up and asked the salesperson at the cash register for a pen and paper, and handed it to A Xiao.
But Ah Xiangxiang didn't expect Ji Zhiyao to be so straightforward. He took the pen and thought for a few seconds before signing "A Xiao". After signing these two words, I added "Mix. Xiao" at the bottom.
Both Chinese and English are complete. Although it is a bit crooked, it is not difficult to see the seriousness of the owner of the handwriting.
"Thank you Brother Xiao."
Ji Zhiyao thanked him earnestly, opened the phone case, and stuffed the signed piece of paper under A Xiao's astonished gaze.
When you return the pen and paper, the big bowl of fruit smoothie is also good.
Ji Zhiyao picked up the plastic bag, went back to the table, and said with a smile, "Brother Xiao, I'm ready. If you don't mind, add a WeChat to chat later? Don't worry, I will definitely not disclose your WeChat."
And A Xiao also has a good impression of him. Hearing this, he picked up his mobile phone and smiled while looking for the QR code: "Even if you tell it, no one will ask for it."
The two added WeChat to each other, and Ji Zhiyao was worried that the smoothie would melt, so he said a few more words, bid farewell and left. A Xiao was left staring at the counter boredly. After a few minutes, he heard a familiar voice next to his ear: "Not yet?"
A Xiao turned his head and whistled fiercely at the person in front of him. If Ji Zhiyao was still there, he might wonder if the shy boy he saw just now had seen a ghost.
"Captain, why did you go upstairs?"
"Get out of the car and smoke." Mo Huaifeng said succinctly, "By the way, let's see if your hand will break because of carrying seven or eight boxes of smoothies and cakes."
"... I injured my hand, not a handicap."
A Xiao muttered in a low voice, obviously not daring to make a fuss in front of the team bully. Soon, he didn't know what to think, and suddenly became excited: "Captain, I met a fan gank just now! He also took the initiative to add my WeChat!"
A Xiao danced and stretched out the phone screen, Mo Huaifeng lowered his head slightly, and mocked: "You still have fans..."
Having said that, it stops abruptly.
Mo Huaifeng squinted suddenly when he looked at the WeChat avatar of the so-called A Xiao fan's Watermelon Pi and the WeChat name "Gua Pi".
"Is this your fan?"
A Xiao, who hadn't met a fan gank for thousands of years, was a little elated. Even though he knew in his heart that Ji Zhiyao didn't gank him on purpose but met him by chance, this didn't prevent him from finding confidence at all: "Yes, I also asked for my autograph, beaming." gone."
very good.
Mo Huaifeng bit the cigarette in his mouth with his teeth, but what appeared in his mind was the scene of someone trying to save his game view, and the yellow dog's head who replied to his Weibo comment.
Some of the previous thoughts were suddenly subtly distorted.