Like a kitten with furry fur ready to attack, this pose looks aggressive.
However, for Ji Zhiyao and the boy at this time, it was very comfortable.
When the data analyst yelled "Start", Ji Zhiyao couldn't hear the surrounding sounds at all, no matter whether the boy's reaction speed was fast or slow, he just focused on the machine in front of him.
Seeing, pressing, seeing, pressing... The sound of "crackling" clapping keys is all around.
Repeated this action back and forth for an unknown number of times, and the ten-minute round was finally over. Ji Zhiyao looked at the buffering words "loading" on the screen, stood up straight, curled his lips, and turned his head to wink at his teammates.
Mo Huaifeng already knew it in his heart, but the others could guess it pretty well from his hand speed and this look, so they finally felt a little relieved.
In a few seconds, the online results came out.
Ji Zhiyao passed three.
Teenagers are four.
Not to mention the boy who PKed with Ji Zhiyao, even the entire Mix staff found it unbelievable.
Because the speed was so fast, they were dazzled, and they didn't even see how to operate it, ten minutes had already passed. To be able to pass only three at that speed... is incredible.
The boy seemed to be particularly ignorant, his eyes widened. However, no matter how you look at the numbers on the machine, nothing has changed.
Ji Zhiyao clasped his hands in front of his chest, "Do you admit defeat, little brother?"
Ah Heng translated this sentence in an arrogant way, and then everyone heard the boy gnashing his teeth.
Ji Zhiyao: "It's okay if you don't admit it. Keep going, Dad won't convince you today."
Boy: "ドチ... keep your word."
Ji Zhiyao let out a "tsk", but he didn't expect that this rambunctious brat would be willing to admit defeat. So he slightly bent his eyes and said, "OK, then apologize. But we don't accept the Japanese version, Ah Heng, teach him how to say 'sorry' in Chinese."
After finishing speaking, he took a step back, blended into the whole staff of Mix, and stood beside Mo Huaifeng.
Mo Huaifeng lowered his head slightly, and Ji Zhiyao raised his eyebrows at him.
Ah Heng was happy, "I like this task."
With a round mouth, he taught "I'm sorry" three or four times super loudly.
The boy's face turned red, and he endured it again and again. But he kept his word and shouted three times: "I'm sorry!"
Although the pronunciation is not standard, all members of Mix are already very satisfied.
Danuo shook his short-sleeved shoulders, looked at the young man with an uncharacteristically serious expression: "Although I don't understand the language, I still have to teach you some truths.—Did you see it? This is the five-star red flag, and we are Chinese people. "
—Everyone’s expression is very serious.
They didn't speak flirtatiously, they didn't blush in embarrassment or turn their heads away, but their eyes were firm, and they looked at the boy without blinking.
The boy's pupils shrank slightly.
Mo Huaifeng: "Okay, let's go, train separately."
Everyone twisted their arms and legs, ready to turn the page. Ji Zhiyao also turned around, ready to play something he was interested in—
However, he heard a gradually higher voice behind him, and asked with doubts: "Your... name?"
Ji Zhiyao didn't look back, and waved his hand backwards, "Huaxia, Team Mix, substitute jungler, Yao."
As soon as the words fell, he quickened his pace and walked to the other side, the shooter he had been optimistic about before.
Completely forget about teenagers.
—The shooter, in terms of structure, is a bit like the dance machine he played just now, but it is relatively more difficult. Because the most important thing for the shooter is to remember the corresponding position of each button, which is a test of memory.
Ji Zhiyao tried to play a game first, but was almost beaten into a Muggle by the "game failed" notification sound. He curled his lips and rolled up his sleeves, a little in disbelief.
How could it be so rare to live with his remote father
Isn't it just that there are more than 20 more control buttons than computer keyboards
Ji Zhiyao picked up the controller, studied it for a while, and then played another round. This time he persisted for a few seconds longer than before, and he couldn't help but feel elated.
"Let's have a game together?"
Ji Zhiyao turned his head and found that Mo Huaifeng had sat on the chair in front of the machine next to him at some point, looking at him with his arms crossed. Immediately raised his eyebrows, and said with a little pride: "Captain, let me tell you, you can't beat me with this thing. In order to maintain your image of an undefeated male god, it's better not to humiliate yourself, okay?"
Mo Huaifeng also raised his eyebrows, "So confident?"
Ji Zhiyao: "It's necessary, and I don't even look at who my master is. Besides, it's not like you haven't seen my level in training."
Mo Huaifeng: "Let's bet."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Every time he made a bet, he was cheated by the captain. This time... the captain didn't dig another hole for him to jump in, did he
So he cautiously asked, "What bet?"
Mo Huaifeng's attitude was very casual, "Whoever loses wins. If I lose, it's up to you. If you lose, come to my room tonight."
The last few words were suppressed by Mo Huaifeng.
Ji Zhiyao's ears instantly turned red again. It's just that the surrounding lights are too dim to see clearly.
This is also... madam, is it too erotic
There must be a conspiracy.
Ji Zhiyao took a peek at Mo Huaifeng, ready to refuse with righteous words. However, it was found that although Mo Huaifeng had a calm expression, his fingers were tapping on the table restlessly, without rhythm at all.
Pretend
Ji Zhiyao swallowed, pretending to be fearless, "Then it's settled, if you lose, call me Dad to the whole team!"
Mo Huaifeng twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's up to you."
——However, Ji Zhiyao clearly found that the rhythm of his finger tapping became faster.
Damn, it's really pretending, deliberately forcing him to confess now
He knows it!
He is so invincible, how could the captain ask for trouble! Obviously, she wanted him to retreat in the face of difficulties, and then took the opportunity to laugh at him!
Ji Zhiyao nodded, showing a provocative smile, "Captain, then I won't be polite to you. Come on, win or lose in a game."
Mo Huaifeng: "Have you thought about it?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Of course I've thought about it. Captain, don't tell me you want to regret it now!"
Mo Huaifeng sat up straight, smiling more comfortably than usual, "No, come on.—Are you regretting it? There's still time."
Ji Zhiyao swallowed again.
He shouldn't be cheated by the captain, right
Probably not... The captain must have not noticed, did he notice his fingers
Seriously and softly!
After making up his mind, Ji Zhiyao immediately straightened his back and was full of confidence. He slapped the table and said, "Come! Why don't you come! In Ji Ritian's dictionary, there is no such word as regret!"
Mo Huaifeng glanced at him speechlessly.
Ji Zhiyao was gearing up, "I'm ready."
Mo Huaifeng gripped the control panel with his fingers, a slight smile appeared in his eyes, "I'll let you, you shout to start."
In order to prevent his captain from playing tricks, Ji Zhiyao didn't refuse, but pushed the boat along the way, secretly taking the initiative into his own hands, "Okay. Three, two, one, let's start!"