After going down a few floors, Ji Zhiyao turned his head and slightly looked up at the people around him.
"God Fi, what are you going to say?"
After being silent for a while, Mo Huaifeng said, "Don't worry too much about A Xiao's injury. The operation has been scheduled for a month later, and the doctor said that the situation is not too serious, and the possibility of recovery is very high."
Ji Zhiyao's tense nerves relaxed, and the brows revealed a bit of relief, "That's good."
The two walked downstairs and passed a supermarket in front of the hospital. Ji Zhiyao was a little thirsty, so he stopped and asked, "God Fi, I'm going to buy a drink, what would you like to drink?"
"Cola."
"Okay, wait for me for a while."
Watching Ji Zhiyao walk into the supermarket with his long legs, Mo Huaifeng turned the cigarette held under his fingertips and put it in his mouth.
Ji Zhiyao came out with two bottles of Coke, and found Mo Huaifeng smoking on the side of the road.
Back straight, tall, with a flickering spark between his slender fingers, as if it would be extinguished by the cold air on his body in the next second.
It's like a mobile refrigerator.
But Ji Zhiyao had to admit that Mo Huaifeng stood smoking on the side of the road, compared to the scene he had seen lying on the ground playing checkers, he was more in line with the national male god in the e-sports circle in everyone's mind.
Ji Zhiyao took a few steps and passed the Coke over.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Mo Huaifeng thanked vaguely, but did not unscrew the bottle cap.
Ji Zhiyao took a few sips by himself and said, "God Fi, if it's okay, I'll take a taxi back to school."
Mo Huaifeng suddenly took a puff of cigarette, and for a moment, brown pupils stared at him: "I have something to discuss with you."
Ji Zhiyao was taken aback, a little suspicious of his ears.
Have something to discuss with him
Apart from asking him to play games, God Fi, what else can God discuss with him
On the opposite side, Mo Huaifeng remembered what A Xiao purposely called him aside in the doctor's office just now, and asked without being silent for too long, "Did you see the news on the Internet?"
Although Ji Zhiyao didn't understand what this had to do with what Mo Huaifeng wanted to discuss with him, he still nodded, "It's not very nice to say, God Fi, tell Brother Xiao to stop watching."
"He has already guessed what someone will say, and he doesn't care about it." Mo Huaifeng said, "Professional players are public figures, and the e-sports circle is following the trend. Before everyone enters this industry, Mentally prepared."
Ji Zhiyao said "um", paused, and asked again: "Then you want to ask..."
"What do you think about this circle?"
Ji Zhiyao frowned slightly, an unrealistic idea suddenly took shape in his heart, but then disappeared in a flash.
He thought for a while, and said honestly: "There is a saying that is very earthy, but I have to quote it, 'If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight'. Now the public knows too little about the e-sports industry, and often it always Brought their ignorance to the pros... But every pro has a goal, and if you want to go for it, you have to act like you want to go for it. That's the rule, what you want, you have to Learn to bear it."
Mo Huaifeng chuckled, "You are more mature than I imagined."
Ji Zhiyao looked at him without words, "God Fi, you don't have to pretend to be so kind."
"..." Mo Huaifeng stared at Ji Zhiyao silently for a while, "Do you want to consider my proposal on the plane?"
Ji Zhiyao tried his best to remember, and after a few seconds, he remembered something with an unrequited face: "...God Fi, do you really want me to apply for a job as a cleaner at the Mix base?"
"no."
Mo Huaifeng was very speechless to Ji Zhiyao's brain circuit, and said directly: "Are you interested in being Mix's jungler?"