The car was parked in a parking space near a shopping mall very close to the base, and the two got out of the car.
The sun in late September is not harsh, and it feels warm on people's bodies. Ji Zhiyao squinted his eyes, looked around at the restaurant on the first floor of the shopping mall, then turned around and asked Mo Huaifeng: "Captain, what do you eat?"
Mo Huaifeng didn't care: "Go inside first. You can eat whatever you want."
Not far away, Ji Zhiyao pushed open the gate of the mall, facing a fried chicken restaurant. He turned his head and looked at Mo Huaifeng's bright eyes.
Mo Huaifeng sneered: "What are you looking at? I finally came out and you let me eat this? Then why don't I order takeaway?"
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
It sounds reasonable.
A few minutes later, they found a Haidilao and ordered some food.
The two chatted casually during the meal, and of course they spent more time concentrating on eating. At the end of the meal, Mo Huaifeng wiped his mouth with a napkin and asked, "Are you going upstairs?"
Ji Zhiyao just took out a piece of meat from the pot and stuffed it directly into his mouth, which made him gasp in a "sizzling" gasp, and he drank a few sips of ice lemonade before he said vaguely: "Yes, I'm going to buy it. Camera, live broadcast tonight. Buy some snacks by the way."
"Aren't there snacks at the base?" Mo Huaifeng looked at Ji Zhiyao's reddened lips, and couldn't help frowning slightly, "Not enough for you?"
"It's okay, there's nothing I like to eat."
"There are many things."
Ji Zhiyao glanced at Mo Huaifeng proudly, the corners of his lips turned up, as if he wasn't the one who was disgusted at all.
Mo Huaifeng tapped the table with his forefinger knuckles. He glanced at the two plates of meat left on the table and asked, "Is there enough to eat?"
"Enough, I'm full, I can eat another plate at most."
Mo Huaifeng got up when he heard the words, and took his wallet to pay the bill.
When he came back, he found that all the dishes on the table that were full were empty.
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
Ji Zhiyao seemed to understand the meaning of his captain, and said while chewing: "You can't waste it, just after cooking, captain, you can eat with me."
"No." Mo Huaifeng refused, "You solve it yourself."
Ten minutes later, Ji Zhiyao rubbed his chubby stomach, and walked upstairs with Mo Huaifeng with difficulty.
The third floor of the shopping mall is the electronic product area. They took the elevator directly to the third floor and went straight to the counter.
Ji Zhiyao has no requirements for the camera, as long as it can see clearly, the staff quickly helped to pick out a product, Ji Zhiyao greeted Mo Huaifeng, and then went to the counter to pay.
Mo Huaifeng went out first, and stood a few meters away from the counter to wait. The few minutes of waiting was a bit boring, he complained secretly about Ji Zhiyao's slow speed with a paralyzed face, and then took out his mobile phone to watch the news for a while, when he lowered his head and heard a scream not far from his ear: "God Fi??"
He turned off his cell phone, raised his head, and looked a little helpless.
The e-sports industry in City S is relatively developed, and there are many professional team bases in the suburbs. So Mo Huaifeng was not surprised when he realized that he encountered a fan gank, after all, he had encountered many such situations before...
The female fan who screamed a few seconds ago rushed over with an expression like she had won the five million Mark Six lottery, desperately trying to get closer to Mo Huaifeng, but was deterred by his cold expression, so she had to stand one meter away. Fang Fang, said incoherently: "God Fi, is it really you? Did I admit my mistake?... I actually met you, can I take a photo with you?"