[6666666666, if you can't beat God Fi, you can raise Super Ram, I will go first as a respect!]
[Guapi, you should really take a mirror to see how arrogant you are when you say this, like a little daughter-in-law.]
[God Fi's little daughter-in-law hhhhhh.]
[Isn't it good to save face for Guapi.]
[I respect you as a talent.]
The shorter boy felt bad after hearing that sentence. He looked at the camera on the bookshelf with a confused face, as if he was thinking about whether Ji Zhiyao's "live broadcasting" was true or not.
Ji Zhiyao deliberately hid to the side, letting him appreciate it with a generous attitude. Boys at this age are very face-saving, and they don't dare to do anything out of the ordinary to test the authenticity of the camera. Coupled with the occasional curious eyes from the other three people in the dormitory, it makes them feel like they are sitting on pins and needles.
He had no choice but to grit his teeth after exchanging opinions with his companions and said, "How can we trust you?"
"I'm broadcasting live, my friend." Ji Zhiyao pointed at the camera, with a playful smile: "Or you don't believe me, don't PK, just watch the results of the first two rounds, and call me Dad."
Boy: "... let's get started."
"good."
Ji Zhiyao first pulled them into the custom room, and then sent Mo Huaifeng a WeChat message: [Jianghu emergency, call God Fi.]
[DB. MHF: .]
[DB.MHF: Pull me, online.]
Ji Zhiyao pulled Mo Huaifeng Trumpet into his side, and then started the game.
He followed the rules very much throughout the game, only staying in the jungle to develop his own economy, and never stepped out of the jungle.
The boys watched his movements at first, but after realizing that he didn't go out of the jungle at all, they focused all their attention on the adc.
They guessed that the person Ji Zhiyao invited to help would not be inferior to him in skills, so they basically stayed together from beginning to end, thinking that it would be difficult for Mo Huaifeng to do so.
However, Mo Huaifeng only didn't confront them head-on when he didn't have a big move before level six. As soon as the big move was refreshed, people blocked and killed people, and Buddhas blocked and killed Buddhas.
Fully use violence to prove what it means to drop ten meetings with one force.
The battle was over in less than twenty minutes.
Ji Zhiyao first sent Mo Huaifeng a thank you message on WeChat, then smiled softly, and looked at the two boys on the floor who couldn't believe the truth: "Are you convinced?"
"You are cheating!"
Puberty kids are really annoying, Ji Zhiyao frowned, not realizing that he was as old as them.
He stretched his legs, "Don't talk about those useless ones, you two can't beat two-on-one in the king ranks, are you embarrassed to find a reason for yourself? If you don't agree with me, you can find cheats, and you can find them too. I will accompany you."
The nonsense was punctured mercilessly, and the two boys looked embarrassed.
After a few seconds of silence, the tall and thin man let out a deep breath and lowered his head: "We admit defeat, Dad..."
"Just admit defeat."
Ji Zhiyao interrupted him with a faint smile in his eyes. He put the computer back on the table, got up, and said condescendingly to the unexpected gazes of the boys: "Dude, don't ask me for that girl's contact information anymore, if you like it, go get it yourself."
As long as he admits defeat, he has calmed down. This "Dad" is called out, it is estimated that there will be a feud in the future, and there may be all kinds of intrigues and provocations at the door...
trouble.
And Ji Zhiyao hates trouble.
He sent two boys with confused faces out of the dormitory, turned around and found three roommates looking at him with different expressions, and the corners of their lips twitched: "Yang Bing, you should call me daddy."
Yang Bing: "???"