Ji Zhiyao threw the smoothie directly to the delighted Ji Qingge, and went upstairs.
He took a shower first, changed his clothes, and then sat on the edge of the bed.
Before leaving, the private messages on Weibo that had not been answered have been missed until now. Ji Zhiyao picked up his phone, logged into Weibo, and found that the message had already been replied.
[Mix.FiV: I have a nephew who likes to play the jungle position, but he always plays tricks, so I asked me to help him find a master. Do you have the time?]
[Mix.FiV: As a reward, I can often form a team to help you practice.]
Ji Zhiyao had no interest at first, but God Fi promised to form a team to practice, which was really exciting.
He types.
[Indefinitely in the future V: ...God Fi, is Team Mix's adc and jungler dead?]
Otherwise, why let the professional player A Xiao not want it, and find him, a little-known anchor
[Mix.FiV: He's impatient. Our training time is also stipulated.]
That's it.
Ji Zhiyao thought about it for a whole month of vacation, so it seems that his time is indeed more free.
With this time, I felt a sense of accomplishment just by listening to the nephew of God Fi to reach the pinnacle of life.
Ji Zhiyao's nerves are also strong enough, he didn't think deeply about why God Fi suddenly came out like this, and replied directly: [Okay, that's fine.]
[Mix.FiV: I don’t use Weibo very often. My WeChat is DB.MHF. Add a friend. When you want to practice in the future, send me a WeChat.]
Ji Zhiyao looked at the WeChat account on the screen speechlessly, really not knowing what to say. Could it be that the members of the Mix team are so reassuring about him, are they really not afraid that he will resell their contact information
He opened WeChat and added friends.
Probably because God Fi stayed on WeChat after posting the message, the friend application was quickly approved. Ji Zhiyao typed, [God of Fi?]
[DB. MHF: It's me.]
[DB.MHF: If you don’t mind, I’ve given your WeChat account to my nephew.]
[Guapi: Okay, it's more convenient for me to contact the little apprentice directly.]
[DB. MHF: Hmm.]
[DB.MHF: I haven't thanked you for what happened this morning.]
Ji Zhiyao blinked slowly, and it took a while to realize that God Fi was talking about being popular with Internet celebrities, and replied: [It's mainly the girl who took the screenshot of me chirping. I can't bear this, and the clarification is just in passing. . Lord Fi, you don't have to worry too much about it.]
[DB.MHF: Thank you too.]
Ji Zhiyao thought, God Fi seems not as cold as he appears in the game, but rather approachable. So I asked my doubts directly.
[Guapi: God Fi, can I ask what your WeChat name means?]
After a few seconds, the other party replied.
[DB.MHF: Team bully, Mo Huaifeng.]
Ji Zhiyao: ...
God Fi's name is Mo Huaifeng, but he does remember it. It's just that I didn't expect Fi God's WeChat name...
So straightforward.
This man is different from what he imagined.
Across the screen, Mo Huaifeng didn't know what Ji Zhiyao was thinking, he just typed: [My nephew added you just now, can you see if there is one?]
Ji Zhiyao came back to his senses, exited the chat interface, and found that there was an extra unread message in the contacts.
["The World's No. 1 Jungler" has applied to become your friend.]
When Ji Zhiyao saw this ID name, the corners of Ji Zhiyao's lips twitched slightly.
As soon as you look at the name, you can think of the second-year kid who dreams of saving the common people every day, but the dream of God Fi's nephew seems to be a little more unrealistic than saving the common people.
Ji Zhiyao clicked "Agree".
Within seconds, the other party sent a message.
[The world's number one jungler: Uncle Wuji, hello~]