It's a sunny morning.
It is also the first stop of Team Mix's overseas training, South Korea.
The sun shone in the room without the curtains, and the man sleeping on the side of the double bed by the window frowned and opened his eyes.
He subconsciously glanced out of the window, and then at the big boy who was still sleeping soundly inside.
So he tiptoed out of bed and drew the curtains.
Then wash up, walk out of the room, and go downstairs.
The big living room is very quiet, except for the regular "click click click" sound of pressing the mouse and the occasional sentence "Fuck you, don't be an undercover agent", the scolding is also very light, there is a kind of raising it up and putting it down gently feeling... But the man was not happy when he heard it, he walked straight behind the cursing boy, pulled off his earphones, the boy turned his head—
Boy: "..."
Boy: "God Fi, I was wrong woooooooooo!!!"
Mo Huaifeng: "Punishment, you know."
The young man suddenly had nothing to love.
Mo Huaifeng: "Huh?"
Boy: "Copy the team rules a hundred times! I understand, I understand!! Just copy after training!"
Mo Huaifeng: "The international league is coming soon, can you control your temper a little bit?"
Boy: "... I see, Coach."
Only then did Mo Huaifeng let go of the boy's earphones, letting them bounce back with a duang.
His ears hurt a little, but the boy dared not speak out.
Mo Huaifeng put on his coat in satisfaction, and then went out to buy breakfast.
Half an hour later, he came back.
Ji Zhiyao, who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed, opened the door for him himself.
Mo Huaifeng was a little surprised, but with a faint smile in his eyes, he asked, "You woke up so early? I thought... you need to sleep for a while."
Ji Zhiyao suddenly looked like a cat with a blown hair, "Shut up, you bastard! You still have the face to talk! If it weren't for your father and my physical fitness, I would have fallen apart by now!"
Mo Huaifeng: "I still have the strength to speak, so it looks like I'm fine."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Mo Huaifeng: "Do you want to stop fighting?"
Ji Zhiyao: "???"
Ji Zhiyao: "Mo Huaifeng, are you still human!"
Mo Huaifeng: "Tsk."
Mo Huaifeng squeezed away Ji Zhiyao, entered the room, and then gave him the breakfast bag in his hand, "Eat first, didn't you say that you will start a live broadcast today?"
"Yo, it's hard for our wise and mighty God Fi to remember." Ji Zhiyao was reluctantly satisfied, and went into the room with breakfast.
—Of course, breakfast is for two, and the children who are training in the training room have no chance to enjoy it.
After Ji Zhiyao finished his breakfast, he took a special look in the mirror. I found out that apart from the terrible dark circles under my eyes, and a pimple from eating spicy noodles yesterday, everything else is fine, and I should be able to see people. So he changed his clothes, and opened the long-awaited live broadcast room with a little excitement in his heart—
"Hi everyone, I'm your anchor, Mix.Yao."
[You are a hammer Mix.Yao! It's been two years since I retired! If you are the wife of Mix’s current coach, I can accept it 233333]
[Welcome back.]
[Welcome back melon skin woo woo woo woo]
[Welcome back! Mom loves you! ! !]
[Welcome to host Mix.Yao!]
[Long live my melon!]
Ji Zhiyao took a few glances, and said with a smile: "Fuck, it's so touching when it comes up, take it easy, I can't bear it."
[You, a big shot in the e-sports circle with 40 million fans, what can't you bear? [dog head]]
[Impossible, after all, God Fi's wife.]
[The ones in front don't go, I want to say this too.]
Ji Zhiyao: "You guys should figure it out first, Mo Huaifeng is my wife, okay?"
[Talk without evidence and show proof!]
[Doesn't your conscience ache?]
[[dog head]]
[Guess I believe it or not?]
[Anchor large-scale face-slapping scene.]
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Ji Zhiyao: "Hey, what's the matter with your netizens this year? They're not outstanding at all!"
He was so angry that he had his hips on his hips, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Mo Huaifeng!"
[Look, it turns out that the man who caught up with him is different. In the past, I was the captain of my team wherever I went, but now, looking at it now, there is no such thing as Huaifeng Mo Huaifeng at every turn, God Fu Gang is so weak...]
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[Oh my god. If two years ago, who dared to talk to God Fi like this, we would have suspected that he was tired of life... But now, we can only maturely guess that the person who is loud and loud is Ji Zhiyao.]
When Ji Zhiyao turned his head and saw these lines, he almost vomited blood. He pointed at the screen tremblingly with a finger, and asked Mo Huaifeng who had just come out of the training room: "Do you think this is my fan after all, is it from Ah Heng, A Xiao or Da Nuo K Xiao Fei?" Come over from the live broadcast room!"
"What did you say?" Mo Huaifeng looked at it for a while, "No problem."
Ji Zhiyao: "? Can you step on the horse and tell me again?"
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
Mo Huaifeng: "There's something wrong. It's all a mess."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Mo Huaifeng: "Not only is there a problem, but there is also a problem with ideological awareness."
Ji Zhiyao stuttered with anger: "You you you!"
Mo Huaifeng: "Don't worry, I will refute them one by one."
Angry to the deepest point, Ji Zhiyao stopped being angry at all, and looked at Mo Huaifeng with a half-smile, "Okay, you come."
Mo Huaifeng: "I'm chasing you."
Ji Zhiyao nodded, "No problem."
Mo Huaifeng: "I used to be a team bully, so no one dared to call me by my name."
Ji Zhiyao nodded again. This seems to be fine. Before he joined the team, Mo Huaifeng had just won a batch, so he couldn't afford to mess with anyone.
Mo Huaifeng: "I don't have a husband."
Ji Zhiyao let out a "hmm", very satisfied. You still want Fu Gang, what age is this
Mo Huaifeng: "It's gone."
Ji Zhiyao: "... gone?"
Mo Huaifeng looked innocent, "The rest of what I said is correct, how can I refute it?"
"..." Ji Zhiyao wanted to hit someone after hearing this, "Which one is right? Can you tell me?"
Mo Huaifeng: "You are my wife."
Ji Zhiyao clenched his fists and sneered.
Mo Huaifeng: "You will always be Mix.Yao."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
He coughed.
This one, too, is fine.
Ji Zhiyao will always be Mix.Yao.