Mo Huaifeng: "Don't put a big hat on me, my head is not that big."
After a pause, he said meaningfully: "You can see who your fans believe."
Ji Zhiyao was almost suffocated to death.
Because he thought of the nearly two million fake fans on his Weibo who would leave messages at every turn, "God Fi is so handsome, Guapi, you are only a little worse than him", and he was very confused about who the fake fans would help if he went against Mo Huaifeng.
Heart tired.
He tossed the phone aside angrily, still looking a little annoyed. But this time he was out of breath for a long time, and Ah Heng suddenly started another topic.
There is no beginning and no end.
"There are a lot of rhythm dogs on Weibo and Tieba these days, Wuji, have you read it?"
As soon as this sentence was finished, Ah Heng received the eye knife from Mo Huaifeng. It was cold, and he immediately yelled inwardly.
Why didn't he hold back and say it
Ji Zhiyao didn't see the eyebrow-eye lawsuit between the two, and didn't understand the deep meaning of this sentence, so he just froze for a moment and said, "I haven't seen it, I've been very busy recently. I have to pack things and prepare The homework left by the tutor. What happened to Weibo and Post Bar?"
The data analyst and the coach, who originally wanted to urge a few people to continue training, looked at each other, but there was no sound, and wanted to wait for them to discuss the matter thoroughly before talking about the practice.
Ah Heng looked at Mo Huaifeng for help, but Mo Huaifeng didn't intend to speak, and made it clear that he wanted to talk about his troubles and deal with them himself. Facing the captain's black face, Da Nuo and K didn't even dare to open their mouths...
So Ah Heng had no choice but to smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. He said bravely while speaking: "Just... after you joined the team, some words were not pleasant. There are many people with rhythm..."
Ji Zhiyao understood.
He rubbed his hair, flipped his legs, and leaned his back on the stool, looking even more relaxed than before.
"That's what you said. I didn't read it, but I can roughly guess it."
The answer was different from what he had imagined, Ah Heng was stunned, "Huh?"
All eyes are on Ji Zhiyao.
Ji Zhiyao thought for a while and said, "It's actually very simple. It's like a kindergarten student who has just learned the English alphabet invites a college student who has passed the sixth grade to participate in an English competition. Seeing this scene, most elementary school students, junior high school students, and high school students It's going to be about whether the senior is out of his mind, and about whether the college student is out of his mind. To the public, I'm the out-of-the-dead senior right now, and you're all out of your mind—"
Speaking of Ji Zhiyao being beaten this time, his forehead was in a burning pain, the instigator withdrew his hand coldly, and reminded by the way: "Speak well."
"..."
Ji Zhiyao seemed to be stunned, and it took him a long time to think of what to say next: "Similarly, as a person with average skills, this situation started the moment I was personally selected by you. —Of course, I am more than Kindergarten students in the top class are much stronger, and their proficiency has at least passed CET-4.”
"There are a lot of people on the Internet who feel uncomfortable without looking for a sense of presence, and it is impossible for me to interrupt their hands so that they can't type... Since the situation is out of my control, I can only practice heroes. Then, tell them that even though I’m only CET-4, I’m still better than you pig spirits who can only open their mouths and sing the alphabet.”
After finishing speaking, Ji Zhiyao stood up under the stunned gaze of everyone, and bowed: "My speech is over, thank you everyone."