As soon as "Start" finished, Ji Zhiyao pressed the switch and started the control panel in his hand. The expression is bitter and bitter, especially as if he is holding his own enemy.
In comparison, Mo Huaifeng was much more relaxed than Ji Zhiyao.
However, the movement of his fingers was not slow at all. He looked at the shooting disk and pressed the control buttons almost at the same time as the light flashed.
Two minutes passed, and the machine in front of Ji Zhiyao was the first to display a pure black "Over".
Mo Huaifeng took the initiative to put down the control panel two seconds later.
— Facing Mo Huaifeng's playful eyes, Ji Zhiyao instantly fell in love.
It's over.
His father was still a father after all.
Dazed for a few seconds, Ji Zhiyao suddenly reacted, and rushed towards Mo Huaifeng, "Mo Huaifeng, you lied to me?!"
"What did you lie to you?" Mo Huaifeng frowned slightly, and reached out to grab Ji Zhiyao's collar, "If you have something to say, why are you in a hurry?"
Ji Zhiyao's fluttering hands in mid-air slowly calmed down, and a head with a suspicious question mark poked out from the middle, "Aren't you just pretending?"
Mo Huaifeng: "What am I pretending to be?"
Looking at the calm and handsome face of his captain, Ji Zhiyao slowly fell into despair.
... So was he thinking too much just now
It's over, it will kill him.
Ji Zhiyao lowered his head in disbelief, but Mo Huaifeng made it worse, "How am I pretending?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Why are you so slippery when you play this game?"
Mo Huaifeng: "It's not the first time for me to participate in an international league."
Right
Yes!
Mo Huaifeng must have been to Japan for a training camp before, otherwise how did he, a person who doesn't watch small movies, learn half-baked Japanese
What's more, his captain is an existence beyond human beings, and the things he has played will definitely have a sense of memory. How could he forget this
Ji Zhiyao: "Oh!"
Mo Huaifeng: "Tsk."
Ji Zhiyao: "Captain, can I keep my word?"
Mo Huaifeng: "What do you guess?"
Ji Zhiyao: "I think it's..."
Mo Huaifeng: "No way, don't even think about it."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
How to break the blackness in front of the eyes
He has kept his integrity for twenty years, and he is about to be buried under his own pig brain!
——Until the end of the training tonight, when everyone went to the hotel, Ji Zhiyao still looked listless. Da Nuo asked: "What's the matter, Wuji, haven't you had enough of tidying up the brats?"
Ji Zhiyao turned to Danuo dully, then shook his head.
K: "I was nearby and almost watched the whole thing. Let me tell you a joke."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Mo Huaifeng: "Tsk."
K: "The joke is that Wu Ji, a fool, made a bet with the captain again, hahahahahaha!"
Others: "Damn it hahahaha!!!"
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Made!
What's going on with this group of people, do you still have teammates
Ji Zhiyao looked resentful, Danuo added fuel to the fire, and asked Mo Huaifeng: "Captain, what are you betting on?"
Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Mo Huaifeng said slowly: "Bet whether his dad's butt will hurt tonight."
Others suddenly realized: "噫~"
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
I have no face to see people.
Mo Huaifeng: "God God, keep what you say, don't forget."
Ji Zhiyao: "Made knows! Shut up!"
His ears were almost cooked, and he quickly walked forward with his long legs, leaving all his teammates behind.
Five minutes later, when the others arrived at the floor where they lived, talking and laughing, they found that Ji Zhiyao was already sitting on the tatami, with a set of tea sets that he didn't know where to get in front of him, and the teapot was still smoking.
Ah Heng rubbed his eyes and screamed strangely, "Wu Ji, are you alright?"
Ji Zhiyao smiled, "Benefactor, would you like to have a drink with me?"
Ah Heng: "Forget it, drinking tea here will not make you lose your ass."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
His expression collapsed in an instant, and he drank the tea in the cup angrily.
Mo Huaifeng had a smile in his eyes the whole time.
Data analyst: "Okay, stop making trouble. Hurry up and tidy up, let's discuss the results of tonight's training."
Ji Zhiyao stood up and moved the tea table aside, Xiaofei helped to clean up the seats... After a few minutes, everyone sat down in a circle, the data analyst took out a pen and notebook, and clicked next Ji Zhiyao: "Let's start with nothing. To be honest, we don't know much about your strength now, so we might misunderstand you a little bit."
Ji Zhiyao scratched his head, and naturally he didn't need to hide from his teammates, so he said: "Because of practicing speed flow, the events I watched today are quite suitable for me. My master said that my current hand speed and reaction ability , can basically be on par with the captain, and even perform better than the captain. But in other respects, I can’t do it.”
Mo Huaifeng nodded.
"So powerful?" The data analyst bit the cap of his pen and quickly jotted it down in his notebook, "It's already pretty good, after all, it's enough for our conductor to have a captain. What about the others?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Is there anything else?"
He glanced at Mo Huaifeng in bewilderment, and Mo Huaifeng added: "He hasn't left his teacher yet. After the trip to North America is over, he will go back to Korea again."
Ji Zhiyao nodded vigorously.
A Xiao suddenly asked: "Then in these two aspects, have you compared with Senior AK?"
As soon as this question came out, everyone looked at Ji Zhiyao.
Ji Zhiyao recalled it for a while, nodded and said, "Compared to me, but I am far inferior to my master."
Data Analyst: "How much is the difference?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Almost... Master won three times, I can win once."
The data analyst suddenly showed surprise.
Three to one, although it doesn't sound very good, but don't forget that Ji Zhiyao is facing AK, who has been the king of the jungle for many years.
Taking a step back, Ji Zhiyao hasn't left his teacher yet, and there will be more possibilities in the future.
Two more months of training, even if you can't equalize with AK, then two to one, you can always do it, right
The data analyst wrote down two more strokes, then raised his head, "I have a question, Wu Ji, has your current style of play completely changed to speed?"
Ji Zhiyao shook his head decisively, "No."
"Because our team didn't talk about speed flow at all before, I don't think full speed flow is suitable, so this month I have been exploring the combination of speed flow and daily play, trying to find a suitable one..." Ji Zhiyao said, "Master didn't agree with it at first, but after I got better and better, he didn't care about me and let me watch it myself."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked happy.
—Actually, professional e-sports teams are most afraid of having several different styles of play in one position. In this way, everyone has to make adjustments every time they change players, which is very troublesome.
What's more, Ji Zhiyao doesn't have a different style of play at all, but a different genre. There will only be more adjustments, and there must be more adjustments. So when Ji Zhiyao said this, they were really relieved.