As a result, the next day, someone who couldn't sleep due to excessive excitement in the middle of the night did not get out of bed until almost noon.
After washing his face vigorously under the faucet, Ji Zhiyao shook off the water on his face, wiped his face vigorously with a towel, and finally woke up completely.
He was the only one at home, so Ji Zhiyao changed his clothes first, went to the supermarket downstairs to buy a lot of food, and then went home with a bulging plastic bag.
Back in the house, he posted a live broadcast on Weibo.
Putting the snacks on the table, Ji Zhiyao took out his notebook and opened the live broadcast room. While watching the training video of the professional team in the past few months, while eating snacks, he talked about analysis, and occasionally wrote a few sentences in the notebook about the operation of the jungler in the video.
After watching two videos and finishing the live broadcast time, Ji Zhiyao was also full. He ignored the barrage in the live broadcast room calling for him to play games and show off, and directly exited the live broadcast software.
In the next second, he picked up the phone with a tangled expression and looked at it twice, then put it back on the table without hesitation, and watched the video seriously.
——Until more than half an hour later, the alarm bell that was turned on to the loudest message from WeChat appeared.
Ji Zhiyao threw away the remaining half bag of potato chips and looked at the screen.
[DB.MHF: Just woke up, come to play?]
... It was almost in the afternoon and I didn't wake up. It really is a teenager with Internet addiction.
Ji Zhiyao complained silently in his heart, but his fingers replied without slowing down: [Okay, I'm logging in now.]
[DB.MHF: Wait a minute, I will open a small account and invite you later.]
Ji Zhiyao replied "Yes", and then opened the "Heroes" client. Just when he knocked the forty-fifth time on the desktop boringly, a dialog box appeared on the screen in front of him, ["dbmmmmmm" invited you to enter the game by searching the user name, do you agree?]
When Ji Zhiyao saw the first two letters, he knew that this string of characters was God Fi's trumpet. He clicked "Agree", and the first thing he did when he entered the room was to add game friends with God Fi.
[dbmmmmmm: Lianmai? convenient.]
[Did Gua Pi get involved today: Okay, I'll hang up the headset.]
Ji Zhiyao plugged the earphone cable into the jack, and during the period, his fingers trembled for some unknown reason and almost inserted it crookedly. After finishing the headphone cable, he took a deep breath, facing his head full of thoughts such as "I'm actually going to connect with the number one ADC in China", "I'm a man standing on the shoulders of thousands of fans", "If it spreads, will I The chickens are all beaten to the wrong side” thinking wildly, turned on the headset, and called out tentatively: “God Fi?”
Then he saw the headset symbol of another person in the room light up on the screen, and the man's voice from the headset was slightly indifferent, "Hmm."
The appearance of not being far or near is very in line with Mo Huaifeng's high-cold personality that has always been erected outside.
Ji Zhiyao is not as mentally retarded as he was when he was connected to the mic just now. When he relaxes, he wants to have fun, and his tone of idleness is exactly the same as that in the live broadcast room: "God Fi, let's start?"
"Wait a minute, someone is coming."
Ji Zhiyao said "Oh" and stared at the screen.
——A minute later, he looked at the three garbled gentlemen who entered the room one after another, and fell silent for a while, feeling a little toothache.
Especially when these garbled characters start to report their families.
[Today is also kk's fan girl: Mix.K.]
[fangkailanbaba: Mix. Heng.]
[Fendatingbujian: Mix. Nuo.]
[melon rind: ... ]
[Guapi: Well, everyone, if the Mix team has a meeting, I will withdraw first and give up my position to Brother Xiao.]