Lord Fi, you are not usually patient...
But I have to say, when Ji Zhiyao heard Mo Huaifeng's serious tone and felt the gaze from Mo Huaifeng on his body, he realized that he could only say truthfully, "...Think about it!"
"Well."
Mo Huaifeng seemed very satisfied, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "Go back."
Ji Zhiyao: "?"
Mo Huaifeng: "You don't have to worry about rules. Since I want to add you to the team, I will fight for you."
Ji Zhiyao: "No, God Fi, why are you still buying and selling by force!"
Mo Huaifeng: "Next time we meet, I'll call you Captain."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Mo Huaifeng stretched out half of his body, stopped a taxi, then stuffed Ji Zhiyao into the car, and gave the driver two hundred dollars with an "incomprehensible" condemning look, and said, "Master S, Thanks."
The driver took the money and stepped on the accelerator with half his foot. Mo Huaifeng waved slightly to Ji Zhiyao, "See you next time, little substitute."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Ji Zhiyao: "God Fi!..."
As soon as the three words were uttered, Ji Zhiyao found that Mo Huaifeng standing outside the car window had turned into a phantom...
This car is really fast.
…
In the evening, a group of little fans who browsed Weibo were surprised to find that the melon-piped boy they were fans of had a rare post on Weibo.
[Indefinitely in the future V: Teenagers with Internet addiction not only know dirty routines, but also buy and sell by force to do business.]
In this regard, his supporters will say...
[Far away and baseless national black fan assembly team: Someone pimped you? [dog head]]
…
In the evening, Ji Zhiyao's live broadcast was long overdue.
And the melon-eating people squatting in the live broadcast room of "Yaoyao Wuji" were stunned to find that their soft and harmless melon skin was wearing a big sweater, shaking their legs, and they were slovenly; there was a large bag of melon seeds in front of him. There are four or five catties.
Seeing a lot of question marks swiping the screen, Ji Zhiyao exclaimed from the bottom of his heart that his extra-large face on the screen is really handsome, and straightened his hair with his hands: "Today, I will broadcast a live broadcast for everyone. The daily life of a man with big feet."
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After Ji Zhiyao said this, he minimized the live broadcast room, opened a talent show that was particularly popular recently, ate melon seeds while watching, and expressed his opinions from time to time.
"Do these three look different? I'm sorry I can't tell which one you're talking about."
"This tune is out of tune, and I can't sing it as well. You want to hear me sing it, okay, have you heard of "Taking Tiger Mountain Out of Wisdom"? Here is a section for you."
"I can actually cry for four hours from the beginning to the end of this episode... Could all the water on the earth be the tears of girls who were forced to do so in ancient times?"
"ugly."
"I look better than them when I dress up as a woman."
Yang Bing, Wen Heng, Ning Lichao: …
Facing a cabinet of clothes and listening to Ji Zhiyao's nagging, Yang Bing felt very desperate. Especially when he saw the flowery underpants on Ning Lichao's legs when he wanted his roommates to help with their ideas, he was even more desperate.
He looked at Ji Zhiyao in silence, and after a few seconds, he heard that Ji Zhiyao had been "creaking" eating melon seeds and stopped talking. He shouted from a distance, "Old Ji, look at me."
Ji Zhiyao turned back slowly.
Yang Bing: "Which of the two sets in my hand looks better?"
Ji Zhiyao: "You closed the window of my soul."
Yang Bing: "? What are you talking about?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Spicy eyes."