Unexpectedly, relying on leaning, Ji Zhiyao fell asleep again.
He woke up again one hour and twenty minutes later, when the plane was about to land. He tried his best to open his sleepy eyes, but they almost closed them again due to the intense sleepiness... It wasn't until a cold and smooth round object was attached to his forehead that Ji Zhiyao suddenly woke up with a jolt.
Turning his head, facing his sleepless eyes, Ji Zhiyao looked down at the glass in Mo Huaifeng's hand, because the temperature of the water inside was too low, causing a circle of mist to form on the wall of the glass... probably understood this one The cup is what keeps him awake for a second.
Ji Zhiyao twisted his swollen and painful neck, and asked casually, "God Fi, haven't you slept?"
Mo Huaifeng was expressionless: "The coffee is too strong."
Ji Zhiyao shuddered inexplicably. I just laughed a few times and wanted to say something else, when I heard Mo Huaifeng ask seriously: "How many games will you play after getting off the plane?"
Thinking of Yuan Wei's tragic history of being forced to fall into gold, Ji Zhiyao justly shook his head and refused: "No."
Mo Huaifeng: "Oh."
Mo Huaifeng lowered his head and drank two sips of water. After a while, he said, "Aren't you sleepy?"
Ji Zhiyao didn't know why he fell asleep again in the blink of an eye, with an innocent face: "Maybe he is growing up and lacks sleep."
Mo Huaifeng continued: "Oh."
Ji Zhiyao was not too sleepy at this time, but he still asked the stewardess for a glass of ice water, preparing to wake up his cells deeply. While drinking water, he listened to A Xiao and K in the front row discussing in low voices the usual jungle tactics of the Bug team, and the low voice of Mo Huaifeng beside him teaching tactics to Danuo across the aisle.
Each of them could hardly hide their fatigue, but their eyes were bright.
Even if it is an exhibition match victory, everyone will try their best to participate together, planning for a whole called the Mix team...
This feeling is amazing, completely different from when he usually plays games in the live broadcast room.
It's like... the six of them are an indestructible whole, and others can't integrate into it and can't easily understand it; while he has been fighting alone...
Ji Zhiyao was in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses until the plane announced that it was about to land.
At this time, except for Yuan Wei who was still talking to his assistant about how to get to the venue, everyone was silent, as if the tactical discussion had reached the intermission stage. Ji Zhiyao put the cup aside, only to realize that Mo Huaifeng was looking at him with his head slightly tilted.
"God Fi?"
"What are you thinking?"
Ji Zhiyao was silent for a few seconds, then smiled: "I'm a little envious of you."
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"Although it is not easy to realize the wish of 'stand on the podium of the World League with the five-star red flag', but there are a group of like-minded people working hard for the same thing. Even if the process is difficult, it should be very interesting. "
The surrounding air fell into silence, Ji Zhiyao raised his head and asked in a daze, "Don't you think so?"
Mo Huaifeng stared at him for a while, "tsk", and said, "That's right. Since you're so envious, why don't you come to Mix and leave a job for you to shine with us?"
Ji Zhiyao: "What position? A team manager like Brother Yuanwei?"
Mo Huaifeng: "Is it not good?"
Ji Zhiyao: "That's still not enough, my account is the king, and people will report me if I hang up and drop sessions like crazy."
Mo Huaifeng: "I only intend to leave you a job as a cleaner. You actually want to be a team manager?"
Mo Huaifeng paused and came to a conclusion: "It's too expansive."