The National Sweetheart Livestreamer Is A Pro!

Chapter 207

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The data analyst made the final decision, "When you go to the e-sports city for training tomorrow, you guys play a few games and try to get used to it. —OK, next one."

Danuo: "I don't need to talk about it, it must be the one with the most problems. - The machines in this e-sports city are too unsuitable for me. All of them are very fast. My reaction ability can barely keep up."

Speaking of reaction ability, Ji Zhiyao suddenly thought of some methods of AK, and suggested, "In the beginning, my master trained my reaction ability by using a method like grabbing a ruler. You can try it."

Danuo: "Grab the ruler? Throw it in one hand and hold it in the other?"

Ji Zhiyao nodded, "No problem."

Danuo looked sincerely puzzled, "It's also okay to ride a horse?...OK, I'll buy a ruler and try it out today."

Ji Zhiyao: "Take the average. Practice every day to prevent Alzheimer's disease."

Danuo: "I'm in the prime of life, Yushu Linfeng, and I haven't held the little girl's hand yet at such a young age. How can it be possible that I'm demented? Don't talk nonsense."

Ji Zhiyao: "Ouch."

In a harmonious and cheerful atmosphere, the data analyst asked everyone's questions one by one, and then everyone brainstormed to find a solution... When everything was over, Ji Zhiyao quietly slipped back to his room and closed the door.

Before he had time to be happy that he was not caught by Mo Huaifeng and escaped unharmed, the phone vibrated in his pocket, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Ji Zhiyao took out the phone from his pocket, stretched his arms, and held it two meters away from himself. Then reluctantly swipe away the screen—

[DB.MHF: Cowardly?]

Ji Zhiyao: "I love you, uncle!"

Ji Zhiyao: "Made!"

Ji Zhiyao: "Ah, I'm just cowardly. What can you do with me? Come and catch me yourself?"

[DB.MHF: It can be considered.]

Ji Zhiyao was dumbfounded.

Fuck!

He obviously yelled at the screen, what is his captain doing? Can you still read your mind through the screen

[DB.MHF: The windows of your house are open.]

Ji Zhiyao: "..."

Sure enough, it is better to cheat yourself than cheat yourself.

Ji Zhiyao threw down his cell phone with no love in his heart, walked out of the house, and knocked on the door of his captain's house next door.

Mo Huaifeng should have been waiting, and quickly opened the door.

Ji Zhiyao glanced at the faint smile on Mo Huaifeng's face, and immediately frowned, and prepared to spit fire with an "Aww"... But before he had time to say anything, Mo Huaifeng covered his mouth and carried him into the room .

After closing the door, Mo Huaifeng let go.

Ji Zhiyao: "What are you going to do, murder your own husband?"

Mo Huaifeng: "This layer of sound insulation is not very good, are you not afraid that others will hear it?"

Ji Zhiyao: "..."

Mo Huaifeng: "There is no one in the room now, if you want to say something about me, just say it, don't be cowardly."

Ji Zhiyao: "..."

Mo Huaifeng took off his coat, raised his eyebrows, "Stop talking?"

Inexplicably, Ji Zhiyao felt that his team captain seemed to have been pushed on a switch, and he was very creepy. How could he dare to provoke him again, and he immediately huddled together, "Don't dare, I can't afford to provoke him."

Mo Huaifeng: "Tsk."

He grabbed Ji Zhiyao's wrist and dragged him into the house.

Then he bit Shang Ji Zhiyao's lip.

Another bite!

Ji Zhiyao rolled his eyes, and didn't struggle, but bit back reluctantly.

Just gnawed and gnawed like this, after more than ten minutes, Mo Huaifeng suddenly let go, frowned, took advantage of Ji Zhiyao's inattention, and pulled his hand down.

Ji Zhiyao woke up instantly: "???"

Mo Huaifeng: "Tsk."

Ji Zhiyao: "You step on the horse! Captain, why are you so coquettish?"

Mo Huaifeng: "Aren't you happy to show you baby?"

Ji Zhiyao: "..."

Mo Huaifeng: "Don't move around, I'll cry if you move again."

Ji Zhiyao: "..."

Mo Huaifeng: "Hiss, pinching doesn't work either."

Ji Zhiyao: "..."

So more than an hour later.

Ji Zhiyao blushed like a monkey's ass, and ran from Mo Huaifeng's room back to his own room as if fleeing.

Then quickly ran into the bathroom, flowers sprinkled.

After half an hour of "splashing" cold water, Ji Zhiyao finally calmed down.

Exhausted, he changed his clothes and walked into the house.

After passing the living room, he stopped, looked down at the fruit knife on the table, and thought about the possibility of realizing some ideas.

After thinking for a few minutes, he pouted, turned and slipped into the bedroom.

Forget it, we have to live in the future.

So the next morning.

Ji Zhiyao woke up very early because he developed a habit during training with AK. After washing up, he walked out of the house and went to gather at the tatami they had agreed on yesterday.

However, there was no one on the tatami.

Ji Zhiyao sat on it, took out his phone and sent a message.

[Guapi: Wake up, brothers!]

[Guapi: Fuck, are you all still sleeping?]

[Guapi: What's going on with you internet-addicted teenagers? Can you go to bed early and get up early to train well?]

However, there was no living creature in the group, and Ji Zhiyao waited for a long time, but no one paid any attention to him. He was so angry that he just lay down and waited for someone while playing matchmaker.

After another half an hour, Ji Zhiyao sat up abruptly.

He was really hungry, so he didn't wait any longer, let's go downstairs and finish his breakfast first.

Ji Zhiyao took the elevator down to the fourth floor, where the hotel serves breakfast. He took a dinner plate, put fried eggs and toast for himself, took another glass of milk, sat down at a random place, and ate breakfast.

There are a lot of people getting up for breakfast at this time, so there are fewer and fewer vacant seats in the restaurant. Because Ji Zhiyao sat alone at a table for four people, he was a little embarrassed, hurriedly finished the remaining half slice of bread, put away the plate, and went back upstairs.

There was still no one on the tatami, but there was already a reply in the group.

[The rich man Ning: Is the sun coming out from the west? Now Wu Ji wakes us up?]

[Guapi: It's too lazy. It is strongly recommended to make a schedule so that everyone can get up on time. The International League is coming soon! !]

[DB.MHF: Second.]

When Ji Zhiyao saw Mo Huaifeng's WeChat avatar appear, he had a heart attack and almost lost his phone.

Gathering his mind, he looked at the group again.

[Little Prince of Northeast Controlling Tyrant: To tell you the truth, I have another joke today that I want to tell you.]

[Guapi: What's the matter with the sudden bad feeling?]

[Little Prince of Northeast Control: Your sixth sense is really keen. That's right, it's about you.]

[melon rind: ... ]

[Little Prince of the Northeast: After all, I sleep in the room next to yours, right?]

Ji Zhiyao suddenly understood.

He howled a few times last night. Since Mo Huaifeng heard it, didn't Danuo also hear it all

[Little Prince of the Northeast Conquering Hegemony: Excuse me, our Yao God, said that I was the most cowardly last night, so why did he suddenly admit to being cowardly?]

Ji Zhiyao: "..."

Made.

Danuo's words blew up all the other people, and the discussion among the bad friends in the wechat group was very enjoyable, which made Ji Zhiyao feel uncomfortable all over.