K: "Bro, you're really swollen."
Ji Zhiyao: "It's okay, I just fulfilled my duties as a jungler."
A Xiao: "What did I do to blindly see you as my fan?"
Several people were flirting with each other, and suddenly heard a cold voice: "The automatic timing is almost over and you still haven't entered the game? Are you waiting to be banned from qualifying?"
Danuo: "...captain, I was wronged, I didn't say anything."
Mo Huaifeng: "Shut up."
Forced by Mo Huaifeng's coercion, the other four kept their mouths shut and fully explained what "quiet as a chicken" is in the tens of seconds they entered the game.
But the game crashes after starting.
Danuo: "Hey, let me see the other side... These trumpets look familiar, are they from the High Boots team?"
Mo Huaifeng: "All the high boots."
K: "It's over, it's over, there is always an ominous premonition that the car will overturn."
A Xiao: "No way, the jungler is too unprofessional, 99% will overturn, and the remaining 1% is to give us warmth in consideration of the overwhelming friendship of the opponent."
Ji Zhiyao: "You can pull it down. Anyway, I know how to play jungler. How can you say that I am a jungler and part-time mid laner?"
Danuo: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I almost died from laughing, I can laugh about this part-time job for a year."
A Xiao: "Go to you Mad!"
Ji Zhiyao clicked off the blue buff while grinning, and before heading to the wild area on the right, he called out: "God Fi."
Mo Huaifeng looked at him: "?"
"Look at my character."
Mo Huaifeng turned to look at the black-clothed assassin flying over the grass on the screen. After a while, he seemed to realize: "The operation is good, very smooth."
"Not this. I want to tell you, the black-clothed assassin I chose today, don't use the 'white and transparent' set to grab my red buff again, I don't believe it."
"..."
After Ji Zhiyao warned Mo Huaifeng, he felt extremely happy. Especially after eating a round of red buffs, he reached the peak of happiness.
Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he was killed by the high boots jungler hiding in the grass.
And Mo Huaifeng, who was not far away from him, took the line of soldiers with peace of mind the whole time, pretending not to see it at all.
Ji Zhiyao: "No, God Fi, why didn't you remind me when the opposite side came against the wild?"
Mo Huaifeng said concisely: "Blind."
Ji Zhiyao: "...Go to you Mad."
In this cheerful atmosphere, they lived up to expectations and lost the game after an hour.
A Xiao rubbed his wrist: "I guessed that I would lose, I said earlier that I would surrender and you didn't vote. My hands hurt like hell."
Ji Zhiyao took a closer look at his wrist, and it was indeed very red and swollen. It was shocking, and he couldn't help being a little worried: "Brother Xiao, are you okay?"
"It's a frequent offender recently. A physical therapist will come to the base to help with treatment soon. It's not a big problem."
"That's good."
At this time, Mo Huaifeng came back with six bottles of yogurt from the refrigerator, and placed one bottle for each person on the table. A Xiao and the others drink as soon as they pick it up, as if they are used to it. Ji Zhiyao picked up the yogurt and said, "Thank God Fi."
Mo Huaifeng paused when he twisted the bottle cap, his eyebrows and eyes were surprisingly good-looking: "You don't need to call me God Fi."
"Eh?" Ji Zhiyao raised his eyes and asked, "What's that called?"
Danuo interrupted: "Call the captain!"
"I'm not from the Mix team, so it's inappropriate to be called the captain." Ji Zhiyao smiled, and the two lying silkworms with moderate curvature in his eyes were very obvious.
Mo Huaifeng put his eyes on his lying silkworm, and looked away after a while: "Just call me by name."