Although I am not in a good mood, I still train as usual every day.
—Until Yuan Wei brought another message into the training room.
"It has been confirmed that our quota has been topped by high boots." Yuan Wei said with a dark face, "The notice issued by the E-sports Association today. But fortunately, we still retain the qualification to participate in the international league. If we want to enter, we can only Fight yourself."
Although they had already had a premonition before, everyone was still a little upset when the news was released. Da Nuo muttered, "It's alright this time, the high boots lie down and win, and get the spot directly without doing anything. It can be called a new generation of koi. I don't know if the black team has their share."
Ah Heng yelled at him, "Okay, don't say a few words. Xiaoye is not that kind of person at all."
Da Nuo shut his mouth.
Ji Zhiyao stared at the screen in front of him. The color blocks swayed back and forth, and his eyes were a little dry.
The worst still happened.
The places were deprived, that is to say, when they completed all the training camps abroad, they had less than ten days to prepare for the international league trials.
Then, within a month, they had to compete against 79 other teams from all over the world, and get the top tenth place before they could enter the international league smoothly.
— It's going to be a very tough fight.
Ji Zhiyao twitched the corners of his lips, and the self-blame in his heart made him feel almost suffocated.
Because of distraction, the color block in front of me will be gameover in less than 20 seconds. Ji Zhiyao took off the earphones, and said, "I'm going to drink water."
I don't know who to tell, but several teammates agreed in a daze.
Ji Zhiyao walked out of the training room, went to the restaurant, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, and drank it all in one go.
After finishing one bottle, he took out a second bottle.
AK: "You guys are here."
Mo Huaifeng: "Yes, we are here, should you wait?"
AK: "I just arrived not too long ago. When I sent you a message, I just sat down in the room. - Is this what you said is trying to speed up the jungler? Looks very young."
Mo Huaifeng: "Yes. By the way, I still want to introduce you. He is my lover."
AK: "What?"
Mo Huaifeng nodded.
AK suddenly laughed, "You bastard, you still have such a bad temper, I really don't know how your lover can bear you."
Mo Huaifeng: "What are you talking about! I warn you, we have a very good relationship, so don't tell him that."
AK made a "cut", and glanced at Ji Zhiyao who was at a loss and looked dazed: "Hurry up and enter the house with your lover, do you want me to be surrounded by people here?"
Mo Huaifeng: "An outdated jungler, what qualifications does he have to say this in front of current internationally renowned players? Where does he have the courage?"
AK said "Yeah" and shook his fists, "I think you just want to be beaten, and you are so indifferent when talking to seniors."
Mo Huaifeng laughed and ignored AK. Instead, she shook Ji Zhiyao's hand, and said to him in Chinese: "Let's go in first, don't stand here."
Ji Zhiyao hurriedly turned around and closed the door, "Yes, yes! Don't let God AK be seen by others, or we won't be able to get out when we turn around."
"..." Mo Huaifeng's mood suddenly became a little subtle, "He is not as popular as you think, obviously I am more famous than him."
Ji Zhiyao looked at him with eyes like a fool, "Captain, you forgot to take your medicine when you went out. Don't say this is in Korea. Even in Huaxia, there are more people who can recognize AK God than you."
Mo Huaifeng: "..." Made!
If it wasn't for AK looking at them jokingly here, he would have to give Ji Zhiyao some color.
The two entered the house. Mo Huaifeng originally wanted to sit opposite AK with Ji Zhiyao, but Ji Zhiyao's eyes were full of his idol, so he sat in the seat closest to his idol.
Mo Huaifeng suddenly looked at AK in a complicated manner, and AK smiled gloatingly and said, "Your lover is very discerning."
Mo Huaifeng: "Shut up."
AK: "I don't."
So AK raised the most kind smile, and then said to Ji Zhiyao in jerky Chinese: "Hello."
Ji Zhiyao was so excited that he stood up and bowed to AK again and again: "Hello, senior AK, it's nice to meet you. My name is Ji Zhiyao, and I'm the jungler of the Mix team. I have always admired you, no Thinking that today I have the opportunity to get in close contact with you.”
Mo Huaifeng: "Why are you talking so much? He can only say 'Hello'."
Ji Zhiyao froze for a moment, then smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, senior can definitely understand my expression."
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
AK really didn't understand anything, nodded to Ji Zhiyao and then turned to Mo Huaifeng, "What did he say?"
Mo Huaifeng looked serious, "Calling you ugly is scolding you. I've never heard him say so many curse words."
AK: "Hahaha, since you said that, he must have been praising me. Kid, take a mirror to see your own face now, and you still want to lie to me? You are more tender."
Mo Huaifeng: "..." Ma De.
At this time, the sliding door was pushed open, and a waiter walked in with a plate, and then Gui sat down and moved all the dishes on the table, and then left, closing the door.
AK indicated, "I ordered these just now. Their miso soup is very good. Let's talk while eating."
Mo Huaifeng said "um", and then whispered to Ji Zhiyao, "Let's eat first."
Ji Zhiyao: "Okay."
He wasn't used to Korean food at first, but AK was right in front of his eyes, and the light of his idol had completely covered up the others. Ji Zhiyao ate very deliciously, and he didn't forget to sigh: "It's indeed my idol's favorite place to eat, it's really delicious."
Seeing how doggy he was forcibly praising him even though he didn't understand the language, Mo Huaifeng regretted his decision to bring him to AK today.
Made, he was really mad at him today.
AK took a sip of miso soup and asked, "So what's the purpose of your visit today? I don't believe you brought your lover here, but simply invited me to dinner."
Mo Huaifeng: "I do need your help."
AK: "Please? You actually used this word. It seems that things must be difficult. Tell me, if I can help you, I won't refuse."
"No one can help except you." Mo Huaifeng raised his eyes, "He is practicing speed flow, and he is also a jungler. You should be able to give him some experience."
AK almost choked on a mouthful of soup.
Although Ji Zhiyao couldn't understand what the two of them were talking about, but seeing that his idol was in trouble, he quickly poured him a glass of water. AK gulped down the water, and then said: "To be honest, I haven't seen a second person who wants to practice speed flow besides you in all these years. What does he think?"
Mo Huaifeng: "He wants to try a new style of play that has never been tried before. I think it might be very suitable for him, so I came to you."