After a game, although it is not particularly smooth, everyone is very excited.
Mo Huaifeng summed it up succinctly, "The first-tier domestic level."
Ji Zhiyao: "Really? Hee hee hee!"
Mo Huaifeng: "Tsk."
The smile is really magical.
After Ji Zhiyao ended, A Xiao rotated one round, and Xiao Fei replaced Ah Heng for two rounds. After a total of four rounds, I don’t know if the opponents drawn are too weak or what. Everyone’s condition is unexpectedly good, and they beat everything... Yuan Wei smiled gratifiedly when he saw it: "Finally worthy of the club’s high accommodation fee. This old lady is not in vain."
Data analyst: "And me, I obviously feel that my hairline is several centimeters higher than before the training camp. These uneasy ancestors, if the training camp is not over, I should buy hair tonic."
They said one sentence to another and it was very loud. They wanted the dogs in the back to reflect on their mistakes after hearing it. However, the fighting spirit of the seven people was high, and they were noisy and noisy, and no one paid any attention to them. Yuan Wei and the data analyst glanced at each other, they couldn't love each other.
They booked a plane for the next morning and flew directly to North America. So when everyone returns to the hotel, it's time to pack up and prepare to leave.
…
a month later.
Seoul Airport, South Korea.
Two tall and thin boys wearing sports caps and black masks came out of the airport with their suitcases in tow.
Mo Huaifeng: "Are you happy?"
Ji Zhiyao: "What?"
Mo Huaifeng raised his eyes, and looked at Ji Zhiyao without changing his face, "I gave up my rest time for you, and traveled thousands of miles for love, with only you in my eyes and in my heart."
Ji Zhiyao was covered in goosebumps by his teasing, shaking his body and saying in disgust: "My team captain, who did you learn your sour, earthy love stories from? It's disgusting."
Mo Huaifeng's face was expressionless for a moment, and he frowned suspiciously: "You don't like it?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Nonsense, I am a big man, why do you like this when you are free?"
Mo Huaifeng: "I won't watch it from now on."
Ji Zhiyao: "??? Did you peek at the little yellow book?"
Mo Huaifeng: "No. What is it called "The One Hundred and One Love Words of a Stealing President", it was recommended by Da Nuo."
Ji Zhiyao silently scolded Danuo, a bastard in his heart, while saying kindly and kindly: "Please, don't use these to insult Lao Tzu's ears."
If things go on like this, let alone whether his sexual orientation will be broken from curvy to straight, he probably will feel a shadow in his heart when he sees Mo Huaifeng's face.
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
Made, was tricked by Danuo again.
His eyes were cold, and he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly sneered.
Ji Zhiyao reached out to call for a taxi, and then dragged Mo Huaifeng into the car. When the taxi was rushing to AK's home, Ji Zhiyao took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to AK.
—He sent Korean translations in a Chinese-Korean translation software, so I’m not afraid that AK can’t understand them.
After a while, the phone vibrated.
Ji Zhiyao raised the screen, glanced at it, and suddenly looked confused.
Mo Huaifeng: "What?"
Ji Zhiyao: "I suspect that the AK mobile phone was stolen."
Mo Huaifeng: "?"
Ji Zhiyao: "He sent me a string of English letters, which is nothing. The key point is, when worn, is this string of letters Tama Chinese Pinyin?"
Mo Huaifeng: "How is it possible?"
He has known AK for four or five years, how come he never knew that he still has this hidden skill
Mo Huaifeng took away Ji Zhiyao's cell phone and looked at the screen.
Then he fell silent.
It is indeed a string of pinyin, which spells "I know the spicy chicken, I will go downstairs to pick you up later".
Mo Huaifeng: "?"
Ji Zhiyao: "What the hell?"
He clenched his right fist and reached it under Mo Huaifeng's chin, "Because of the sudden incident, please allow me to ask God Fi on behalf of the general public: As a child prodigy, how long did it take you to learn Chinese Pinyin?"
Mo Huaifeng was silent for a while, and said uncertainly: "It's too old. I learned it in elementary school, about three weeks?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Okay, then there is a question. As a native Chinese who has been influenced by his ears and eyes since he was a child, he may not be able to match the exact words and meanings in two years after learning pinyin in three weeks. So as a person who is close to Thirty Koreans who don't know anything, it's been less than two months since the last time, AK can actually reflect his true thoughts proficiently in pinyin—"
Mo Huaifeng: "What do you want to say?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Either he is possessed by Wenquxing, or you are mentally retarded."
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
Is he retarded? It's almost his father.
So when he arrived at AK's small apartment, Mo Huaifeng got out of the car first, and successfully had a formal conversation with AK before Ji Zhiyao.
Mo Huaifeng: "Have you learned Chinese in the past two months?"
AK: "Yeah."
Mo Huaifeng's expression remained unchanged, but in fact he was full of unimaginable distress. After learning Chinese in two months, AK can still type pinyin... Is it possible that I am really a fool
However, AK seemed to be more distressed than him, and a lot of Korean popped out of his mouth... The more Mo Huaifeng listened, the calmer his face became, and he even snorted coldly in the end.
Ji Zhiyao was curious: "Captain, what did Master say?"
Mo Huaifeng: "You want to know?"
Ji Zhiyao nodded frantically: "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm }
Mo Huaifeng: "In fact, he only learned a few daily expressions, and everything else revolves around "Heroes", such as how to speak flirtatiously and how to curse people. The reason seems to be that every time he scolds you, I will translate it for you. It doesn’t seem to have any effect on you at all, or I won’t translate for you at all.—He doesn’t think it’s fun, so he wants to scold you himself.”
Ji Zhiyao: "?"
Mo Huaifeng: "He has studied hard for two months, and it has been quite effective. For words like you are a hot chicken and I am a male god, 'Is the bullshit playing wild and not running online, is it planted in the wild?' These words, he I’ve already saved a lot of baskets.”
Ji Zhiyao: "???"
Mo Huaifeng: "Then here comes the question - now who do you think is a sand sculpture?"
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
What the hell is this.
However, Mo Huaifeng was probably very happy because he was indirectly proved that he is not mentally retarded. On the way to the attic where they lived before, he kept asking: "Do you need my help to get the spicy chicken?"
——If possible, Ji Zhiyao especially wanted to throw his suitcase in Mo Huaifeng's face.
They settled down and went downstairs. I don't know what Mo Huaifeng said to AK, he finally stopped showing off his 30 cents Chinese. Instead, he asked Mo Huaifeng to help him ask, "Start the next step of training tomorrow?"
Ji Zhiyao nodded, "If it's convenient for Master, of course the sooner the better."
AK: "Do you have any thoughts on the two months of training with the team?"
"I have learned a lot, and I have a lot of ideas, and I am practicing it step by step. But I always feel that something is not right," Ji Zhiyao scratched his head, "Master, I have a lot of things I want to ask you."
AK stood up directly, Mo Huaifeng also stood up, and said to Ji Zhiyao: "He said to go to the training room to discuss in detail."
Of course Ji Zhiyao has no objection.
They went into the training room and sat down. Ji Zhiyao roughly told AK about the situation he could think of, and AK thought for a while, then smiled.
"He has encountered such problems before, but the answers are all found out by himself." Mo Huaifeng said, "There are some methods that you have to try to confirm by yourself, and you can get true knowledge from practice. What others tell you is not as good as groping for it yourself. .”
Ji Zhiyao: "...so what does my master mean?"
Mo Huaifeng: "Can't you hear it? 'Do whatever you like, it's none of my business, stay away from me'."
Ji Zhiyao: "Captain, you obviously added this sentence yourself."
Mo Huaifeng: "Tsk, my character, would I do such a thing?"
Ji Zhiyao hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
Ji Zhiyao still looked a little dazed, Mo Huaifeng stretched out his hand and grabbed his shoulder, "AK did the right thing. Since you have chosen to integrate technology flow instead of pure speed flow, then his method will be sent as it is." For you, it may not be suitable."
Ji Zhiyao nodded.
There is nothing wrong with the captain's words.
Mo Huaifeng: "You have already made great progress, and you have to rely on yourself in the future."
Ji Zhiyao bowed his head and pondered for a while, then smiled at Mo Huaifeng: "Captain, I want to think about something myself."
Mo Huaifeng said "um", and dragged away the AK who was watching the excitement.
Ji Zhiyao rested his fingers on the edge of the table, knocking on the table one after another, obviously thinking about something.
For a moment, he smiled.
Eyes are brighter than ever.
From an amateur broadcaster to an international jungler ranked 39th, from a temporary substitute to being the starter because of A Xiao's hand injury... He has survived successfully, so what is there to be afraid of now
…
So September 3rd.
The Mix base was bustling with activity early in the morning.
The ground in the lobby on the first floor was full of suitcases, and Yuan Wei put anti-lost collars on the suitcases while counting the number like an old woman. Several other people yawned slowly with their chicken nests on their heads, and ate the breakfast brought by Yuan Wei.
Ji Zhiyao took a bite of the sandwich and stared at the phone screen intently. I don't know what I saw, and suddenly said vaguely: "Fuck, today is the day when the international league officials announced the teams that have been selected to participate? I just found the promotional photo of the High Boots team on Weibo."
"Give me a look." Right behind Ji Zhiyao, K popped his head to take a look, and then said sourly: "What the hell, are these photos half as good as our national qualifier promotional photos? And Why are they so black? Did they go to India for training?"
Ji Zhiyao almost spit out the sandwich, and coughed, "Are you so angry that you didn't wake up in the morning? Why are you so mean?"
K: "Who asked them to replace us and send a Weibo celebration when our team left for South Korea to prepare for the breakout match? It's simply not too much."
When Ji Zhiyao thought about it, there was nothing wrong with what K said. So he looked down at the screen and nodded: "It's ugly."
other people:"… "
Yuan Wei stood up from the squatting position and rolled his eyes, "When will you mentally retarded people graduate from kindergarten. Let me ask you, do you want the free international league spots?"
Ji Zhiyao and K said in unison: "Of course, why not?"
Yuan Wei: "Then why are you pushing me? Hurry up and come and help me clean up after dinner! I won't get tired by squatting on my own!"
However, Ji Zhiyao didn't want to move, he smiled and didn't speak. Just as Mo Huaifeng was passing by, Ji Zhiyao stretched out his legs and kicked his old waist to ask him to help, but Mo Huaifeng held his waist and looked back at him, "My concubine, you are so coquettish."
Ji Zhiyao: "???"
Mo Huaifeng: "I didn't go to your room last night because of business, so don't be jealous."
Ji Zhiyao: "What the hell?"
After hearing these few words, Danuo suddenly buried his head deeply in his arms.
But pretending to be cowardly didn't work, Mo Huaifeng quickly reached out and nodded Danuo, "He showed it to me, what's it called this time... "The Empress of the Cold Palace"."
Ji Zhiyao: "Fuck?! Why are you still a bitch!"
He grabbed a pillow and threw himself next to Danuo to beat him. Danuo hid and ran while crying, "You can't blame me, who knows what kind of stupidity it is for the captain to imitate the protagonist when he reads a novel!!"
Except for Ji Zhiyao's expressionless face, the whole room was full of laughter.
Yuan Wei put the last few stickers on, "Okay, ancestors, you guys just toss it lightly. I have to fight wits and courage with the bunch of reporters outside the villa in a while. Give me a little strength."
The air was instantly quiet.
Ji Zhiyao's smile faded, and he and Mo Huaifeng looked at each other calmly.
Ah Heng lay back with an "Aww", and said dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter with those people? How long has it been since the captain and Wuji, and they are still holding on to each other. As if you remember, is there something wrong with your brain?"
—After their training camp, everyone except Mo Huaifeng and Ji Zhiyao went back to China quietly. After staying at the base for a few days, Mix’s nanny car may have started to be used because he was going out to purchase supplies. A group of e-sports reporters sensed the smell and squatted outside the base one by one.
Everyone notified Mo Huaifeng and Ji Zhiyao of the news in advance. However, on the day they came back after being mentally prepared, the door of the apartment was almost squeezed open by e-sports reporters.
Although I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect so many people.
Although there were fewer e-sports reporters outside due to the fact that all members of Mix went in-depth and kept quiet a few days ago. However, the day after tomorrow is the start of the international league play-in competition, and there are more reporters outside, all wanting to squeeze in the front to get an exclusive report.
Because the two professional players, Mo Huaifeng and Ji Zhiyao, were really "shocking" in the eyes of everyone.
Needless to say, just coming out publicly and canceling Weibo for two days after showing love is enough to attract people's attention.
It's almost fatal.
Thinking of the predicament of the Mix base these days, Ji Zhiyao leaned on the back of the sofa and said sullenly, "Shall we dig a tunnel for the base?"
Yuan Wei knocked Ji Zhiyao on the head with a chestnut, Ji Zhiyao screamed, Yuan Wei said: "What kind of chisel do you use? Dig with a spoon?"
Ji Zhiyao thought about it carefully, "Don't be a fool."
Yuan Wei: "..."
Mo Huaifeng glanced down at his watch, "It's almost time, let's go."
Everyone stood up one after another, Yuan Wei called the driver and said a few words, after hanging up the phone, he said: "OK, the car will come in right away, you can go out now."
They dragged their luggage to the door, changed their shoes one by one, and opened the door.
…Suddenly a large wave of people rushed up, mixed with "May I ask if God Fi and Yao are planning to get married" or "Because Fi and Yao, two professional players who did not follow the rules, all members of Mix lost their qualifications for direct competitions. Do you have any complaints?" "Such questions are so noisy that they are scary.
Yuan Wei made a decisive decision: "You guys go in the van first, and I'll call someone to transport the suitcase."
Everyone had no objections, and hurriedly boarded the car safely under the "escort" of several security guards hired by the club in advance.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the door was closed. Xiao Fei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "It's terrible."
It is indeed terrible.
If it wasn't for a few security guards outside, they would all have been forced to lose their arms and legs by those crazy reporters.
A few minutes later, Yuan Wei sent a message in the WeChat group, announcing that he and his luggage had successfully boarded the car, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
There are still two and a half hours before their plane takes off, and the time is completely in time.
after an hour.
The van arrives at the airport.
Because there are Mix red and white exclusive team logos on both sides of the body, it is particularly conspicuous. Almost as soon as the car stopped, several passers-by who knew the team logo stopped and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
Fortunately, these people just took pictures with their mobile phones, and they were not crazy enough to block the way. Although everyone is not in a good mood, it is still within the tolerance range.
After changing the tickets and entering the VIP lounge, they slowed down and slumped on the chairs one after another.
Danuo: "It's exhausting. It can be seen that it is really not easy to be a star. I really prefer to be an unknown e-sports player, rather than being like a Tang monk now, who is greedy for everyone." .”
K: "Do you still have points in your heart? Haven't you always been an unknown player? Are you still a star monk? Did anyone watch you along the way?"
Ji Zhiyao: "That's right, they are looking at me and the captain. At most, you are the second senior brother who was accidentally kidnapped by the little goblins. What do you think, captain?"
Mo Huaifeng: "It makes sense."
Danuo: "..."
Others expressed their vomiting appropriately.
They sat for a while, and Yuan Wei hurried over from the door with a sluggish expression.
Ji Zhiyao saw that his expression was not very good, so he specially left the place between himself and the captain to Yuan Wei.
Yuan Wei sat down, took a few breaths, and said, "Damn it, I'm exhausted. It's not as hard to deal with Yuji as it is to deal with this group of reporters. Everyone doesn't worry about China's e-sports major events or about the upcoming exit. Boots, what are you doing blocking us every day?"
Mo Huaifeng: "Have you gone to deal with them?"
Yuan Wei: "I don't have that much free time. After you guys left, I went straight into the house and closed the door of the villa. I didn't come out until the called car came."
Mo Huaifeng nodded, "It's hard work."
Ji Zhiyao: "Brother Yuanwei, drink some water to calm down. Think about it, it would be scary if they didn't surround us. Wouldn't we be really angry then?"
Yuan Wei's mood suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny, "It's this logic, there's nothing wrong with it."
Mo Huaifeng: "The international league is over, everything is fine."
In two months, everything will be settled.
As long as they get the top few rankings...
A dark light flashed in Mo Huaifeng's eyes.
When it comes to the international league, everyone can't help but sigh, especially those who have already participated in the previous league. Ah Heng patted his fingers and said, "Based on this, I am twenty-three this year, and I seem to be retiring soon."
Danuo: "The captain is one year older than you, and he's still going strong. Why are you in a hurry?"
Ji Zhiyao couldn't straighten his back with laughter from these two idioms, Mo Huaifeng frowned, and directly confronted Danuo: "Are you very dissatisfied with me recently?"
Da Nuo hesitated: "Captain, what are you thinking? It doesn't exist."
Mo Huaifeng: "Oh."
However, Da Nuo was not wrong.
Twenty-four years old was considered a rather old age for a professional e-sports player. Who in the circle doesn't know that the peak period of professional players is between the ages of nineteen and twenty-two. Mo Huaifeng is twenty-four this year, and his technical level is still at the peak, and he is already in very good condition.
No matter how powerful Mo Huaifeng is, his condition will definitely decline within a few years. According to his personality, as long as carry does not move the team, he will definitely retire.
At that time, they will no longer be shivering under the domination of Mo Huaifeng, but they will have a very leisurely life together.
... The atmosphere suddenly became dull.
Ji Zhiyao rolled his eyes, and said appropriately: "What are you thinking? My team leader is Mix's man, and he is Mix's dead man. He probably retires. He will either become a big boss at the top of our team, or become a coach by airborne. Afraid of not being able to see him?"
Mo Huaifeng glanced at Ji Zhiyao, and Ji Zhiyao stared back confidently, then Mo Huaifeng nodded.
Except for the bad words, there is nothing wrong with it.
The data analyst said, "Hey, hey, that's too much. You're just saying you're retiring here, have you considered my feelings before even playing in the International League? Why don't you tell me first, how much do you plan to win in the International League? ?”
K very naturally directed the flames of war to Ji Zhiyao, "Of course this is from Yao, the god of cross talk we all recognize."
Ji Zhiyao: "If we don't just manipulate the shit out of Nassau's broken leg, and Da Nuo doesn't grab the red buff, we'll be in the top three no matter what."
Danuo: "??? Wuji, I'm just here to watch the fun and you still cue me, are you human?"
Mo Huaifeng immediately looked at him sullenly: "What do you think?"
Danuo: "...I'm sorry!"
Ji Zhiyao was triumphant: "Spicy Chicken Gonuo, can you consider my backstage before speaking next time."
Danuo felt very aggrieved.
They had a conversation here, and Yuan Wei checked the time and announced that it was time to board the plane. So everyone dragged their luggage and left the VIP room.
Boarding soon.
It was the third time this year to get on the plane to South Korea, and Ji Zhiyao's mood was subtly different from before.
Tension, anticipation, and excitement.
At the end of the two-month solo training camp in South Korea, and before Ji Zhiyao was about to leave, AK specially said something to him, which he remembered until now.
AK: "I'm very glad to have an apprentice like you who loves e-sports wholeheartedly. I believe that the Mix team will turn around against the wind and go further. Don't worry, don't be nervous. When the official competition starts, Master will come to the scene to cheer for you .”
This passage was taught to him by AK who practiced hard for a long time and spoke half-baked Hanpu Chinese.
Not to mention how touched he was at the time.
It is also his honor to meet such an unselfish master as AK.
Ji Zhiyao closed his eyes slightly, then suddenly reached out and shook the hand of Mo Huaifeng who was sitting on his left.
Mo Huaifeng was a little surprised, but quickly shook his hand back.
Ji Zhiyao raised the corners of his lips.
There are captains, K big Nuo Ah Heng Ah Xiao Xiao Fei Yuan Wei data analyst coach... They work hard together, what is wrong
Ji Zhiyao, come on.
…
A few hours later, a group of people got off the car, found a pre-booked car in the parking lot outside the airport, and went straight to the hotel.
The play-in competition started at the General Assembly Hall the day after tomorrow, and there was relatively plenty of time, so after arriving at the hotel, everyone packed their luggage in a leisurely manner, which seemed to be a bit leisurely.
Ji Zhiyao and Mo Huaifeng were assigned to the same room.
In the past few days, the General Assembly Hall is going to host an international league qualifying match, and the number of spectators who want to watch it has skyrocketed, and the number of hotel rooms is not enough. It was already late when they made an appointment, and there were only six double rooms left, which were just enough for them to live in, and they could not afford to be extravagant.
When assigning a room, Mo Huaifeng looked calm: "I share a room with Wuji."
Everyone: "Oh~~~"
So, under the mentality of everyone half-watching the excitement and half-fulfilment, Ji Zhiyao and Mo Huaifeng lived together.
Ji Zhiyao is working as a porter, taking out all the clothes in the box and putting them in again. Mo Huaifeng was a buddhist, casually put the box at the foot of the wall, took out the computer, and plugged in the earphones to watch the video.
Although no one spoke or helped, the atmosphere didn't look awkward at all, but silently warm.
When Ji Zhiyao packed up his things, he rolled his eyes and moved to Mo Huaifeng's side, "Captain, what are you looking at?"
"The list of teams for the International League has been confirmed." Mo Huaifeng casually pushed his phone towards Ji Zhiyao, "There are a total of twenty teams, eight from South Korea, six from North America, and a total of six from other countries. There are still six undecided teams branch."
Ji Zhiyao was dumbfounded, "There are so many in South Korea?"
Mo Huaifeng nodded.
Ji Zhiyao: "So this default quota, what kind of default law is it?"
Mo Huaifeng: "The overall strength of the country's e-sports, plus the number of players with international rankings."
Ji Zhiyao's face was stunned.
... So, Huaxia's quota is partly due to the captain and him
Then the Huaxia E-sports Association is going too far!
Mo Huaifeng knew what Ji Zhiyao was thinking when he saw Ji Zhiyao's expression, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "It should, don't mind."
In any case, they are all Chinese.
Ji Zhiyao nodded.
Mo Huaifeng added: "Another way of looking at it, high boots is one place, we take one place, and the chances of getting the ranking are better."
Ji Zhiyao curled his lips and nodded again.
Mo Huaifeng saw that he was not too happy, so he stopped talking and just rubbed his head.
Ji Zhiyao raised his spirits, "When will the game start the day after tomorrow?"
Mo Huaifeng: "It starts at nine o'clock. We have to draw lots at eight thirty in the morning."
Ji Zhiyao: "The time is not bad. By the way, have you figured out how many games we need to play?"
"I haven't played a breakout match, so I don't know much about it. There should be a new competition system." Mo Huaifeng said, "But I know that a total of 30 teams have signed up to participate."
Ji Zhiyao rubbed his chin, "The odds of choosing six out of thirty teams are so high, if our team doesn't qualify, it's simply too unreasonable."
Mo Huaifeng: "It will definitely qualify."
Ji Zhiyao: "I hope the captain of our team will be lucky enough to draw a few and get the lottery, so that the other side will be called Dad."
Mo Huaifeng raised the corners of his lips, "No matter what, I will lie down and win, and Yaoshen will be responsible for the carry."
Ji Zhiyao squinted at him, lowered his voice, "You want to order me with empty teeth?"
Mo Huaifeng raised his eyebrows, "Otherwise?"
Ji Zhiyao: "I only accept sex temptation."
Mo Huaifeng immediately reached out and lifted the bottom of the long T-shirt. Ji Zhiyao hesitated for a second, and sat up directly, "Don't, don't, captain, I'm joking. You look so good-looking, so you can do whatever you say."
Mo Huaifeng: "Tsk."
Finally escaped.
Ji Zhiyao secretly wiped his sweat from the bottom of his heart, his team leader can't listen to this kind of teasing at all, next time he does this again, he's a pig!
It's fatal.
While secretly observing Mo Huaifeng's expression, he said nonchalantly, "Captain, I'm a little hungry, let's find a place to eat?"
"What do you want to eat?" Mo Huaifeng quickly took out his mobile phone and searched for nearby food, "Barbecue?"
Ji Zhiyao nodded, "Okay, that's all. You look for it first, and I'll ask them to come out for dinner together."
After finishing speaking, he ran out of the room in a flash, and there was no one in the blink of an eye. Mo Huaifeng raised his eyes and pursed his lips.
As soon as they heard that Mo Huaifeng wanted to treat guests again, everyone came out of the room happily and stood in a row one by one. Ji Zhiyao took the lead, and a group of people looked eagerly at the door of Mo Huaifeng and Ji Zhiyao's room.
When Mo Huaifeng came out, he was taken aback.
He frowned, "What are you doing?"
Ji Zhiyao said confidently: "Wait for the captain to treat you to dinner."
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
He was very speechless, but still nodded, "Where are you going?"
K: "Just the one we ate together after training last time. It feels pretty good."
Everyone looked forward to it, Mo Huaifeng snorted coldly, and refused without hesitation: "It's too far away, don't go, change to another one."
K: "Oh!"
Mo Huaifeng raised his phone: "That's it."
other people:"… "
What's wrong with your own team leader? After everything has been thought out, what advice do you need from them
However, I was still very happy to have a meal. Everyone crowded around Mo Huaifeng and walked to the barbecue shop, and then sat down to eat in a lively manner.
During the period, Ji Zhiyao caught a glimpse by chance and saw a person not far away who looked very much like Xianyou from the Vita team. So he pushed Mo Huaifeng, "Captain, look, that's Xianyou, right?"
Mo Huaifeng looked intently, nodded, "You are right."
Ji Zhiyao was a little excited, and his tone was eager to try: "Meet an acquaintance in a foreign country, I want to say hello."
Mo Huaifeng suddenly remembered that when they lived together in the apartment before, Xianyou was always displeased in various ways, so he gave Ji Zhiyao a look, "You don't know him well."
Ji Zhiyao: "Why aren't you familiar? Although it's not comparable to our team, but you are already familiar with other Korean players, okay? It's not polite to just look at it like this."
Mo Huaifeng: "Don't go. Dare to break your leg."
Ji Zhiyao: "???"
When did his captain become so unkind
This is not a fake, is it