Thinking of this, Ji Zhiyao suddenly felt guilty. He thought for a while, moved his face closer, and smiled obsequiously.
Mo Huaifeng: "Stay away from me... why are you laughing so disgustingly?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Captain, are you thirsty? Do you want to drink Coke or plain water? Yogurt or Bacardi?"
Mo Huaifeng: "Here's a bottle of Dichlorvos, I promise I'll pour not a single drop into your mouth."
Ji Zhiyao: "... Captain, calm down."
Mo Huaifeng: "As long as you keep a distance of two meters from me within a day, I can probably do it."
Ji Zhiyao let out an "oh", and silently moved himself out of Mo Huaifeng's sight, so as not to be murdered by the captain who was in a rage.
A Xiao wanted to say something, but when he saw Mo Huaifeng's expressionless coffin face, he immediately shut his mouth and backed away, until he retreated to Ji Zhiyao's side before letting out a long breath, "Scared this baby to death .”
Ji Zhiyao silently turned his head to look at him.
A Xiao let go of his hand patting his chest with lingering fear. He restrained his expression and said sternly, "This won't work. The outside world knows that it's not easy for us to join forces in the wild. If the advantage is easily lost, I'm afraid the captain will be killed." Set fire."
Ji Zhiyao: "Who would have thought that the captain and I seem to be at odds... I am also very desperate."
A Xiao: "Promise me, can you develop a tacit understanding with the captain?"
Ji Zhiyao: "I also think about it. The key captain's words obviously mean that I don't even want to touch the computer. What should I use to cultivate a tacit understanding with the captain, mind?"
A Xiao: "That's a good idea."
Ji Zhiyao: "... Brother Xiao, you seem to be teasing me."
A Xiao: "I'm serious. You should observe the captain's movements more to see what he wants to do when he raises his hand and what he wants to do with a cold face. Isn't the tacit understanding among many people cultivated in this way? I believe you can of."
Is that so
Ji Zhiyao looked at A Xiao suspiciously, and found that A Xiao nodded to him solemnly.
... He has no experience, so let's just believe that A Xiao won't lie to him.
So Ji Zhiyao picked up a pillow and began to observe Mo Huaifeng's every move from a distance.
This also caused an hour later, when the captain of the team finished a game and picked up the cup to drink water, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a staring gaze from the corner of his eye, and was so scared that he almost threw the cup out.
Mo Huaifeng: "Ji Zhiyao!"
Ji Zhiyao beamed: "Yes, yes!! What's the matter, captain, is there not enough water?"
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
So during the dinner, due to the invisible air-conditioning around the dining table, the other members of Mix shivered like quails in their seats, for fear of being affected by the captain's anger if they were not careful.
There was only one person who was not afraid of death and kept surrounding Mo Huaifeng.
Ji Zhiyao: "Captain, why are you frowning? Is this dish too salty?"
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
Ji Zhiyao: "Captain, what are you looking at me for? Do you want me to pour you a glass of water?"
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
Ji Zhiyao: "Captain, you haven't blinked, does that mean I guessed right? Great, since I guessed right, you should pour the water yourself."
Mo Huaifeng: "???"
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
Xiao Fei next to him finally couldn't help being curious, staring at his plate without looking sideways, but secretly poked Ji Zhiyao's elbow, "Brother, what are you doing?"
Ji Zhiyao whispered, "Cultivate the tacit understanding between me and the captain, so that the captain will not accidentally pinch me to death in the future."
Xiaofei: "...what the hell?"
Xiao Fei: "But with you like this... I'm more worried that the captain will accidentally crush you to death right now."
Ji Zhiyao hesitated, "I guessed so accurately... probably not."
Xiao Fei: "Just as long as you are happy."
Suddenly there was a crisp sound of chopsticks being slapped on the bowl, and Ji Zhiyao subconsciously turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and found that Mo Huaifeng was looking at him, with a faint expression of joy and anger in his eyes: "Ji Zhiyao, you Come out with me."
Yuan Wei: "What's the situation, is this?"
Mo Huaifeng stood up and put his hands in his pockets: "Don't worry, I'll eat yours."
He walked in front, and Ji Zhiyao followed. Before leaving, the other companions in the restaurant freed up their hands and made a "come on" gesture to him.
Ji Zhiyao was at a loss, not knowing what was waiting for him.
Mo Huaifeng had long legs and walked fast. Afraid of him waiting, Ji Zhiyao quickened his pace to keep up. Turning the corner, he found that Mo Huaifeng was half leaning against the corner by the door, having already changed his shoes.
No need to remind, Ji Zhiyao also understood that Mo Huaifeng meant to go out to chat with him. He put on his shoes, and when he looked up again, he realized that Mo Huaifeng had already walked out. He glanced at the back of the coatless figure outside the house, hesitated for a moment, followed out without his coat on.
It was very cold outside, Ji Zhiyao couldn't help shivering. The warmth on his body dissipated quickly, but he became more sober.
Ji Zhiyao caught up with Mo Huaifeng in two or three steps, and called tentatively, "Captain?"
"Um."
Mo Huaifeng responded calmly, and his voice was also light.
"Captain, what do you want from me?"
Ji Zhiyao stopped, looked puzzled at the person next to him who was half a palm taller than him, who stopped along with him, and asked.
Mo Huaifeng asked back, "What do you think?"
Ji Zhiyao thought for a while, and shuffled his hair a little embarrassedly: "Is it because of just now?"
A few minutes ago, he didn't feel anything... Thinking about it now, Ji Zhiyao only feels like a pervert.
Mo Huaifeng remained expressionless, "I thought you wouldn't notice it." He paused for a moment, then changed the subject in a slightly more relaxed tone: "I fought with A Xiao, did he tell you?"
Ji Zhiyao's eyes widened and he shook his head unexpectedly.
The two raised their legs and walked forward slowly. Mo Huaifeng opened his lips, as if recalling: "A year ago, after the end of the last international league, Mix was reorganized, and A Xiao joined the team at that time. He was young at that time. Furious, relying on his good skills, every day everyone in the team contradicts him like a dog, and everyone has nothing to do with him."
Ji Zhiyao didn't expect that A Xiao with such a good temper was actually a troubled boy before, so he asked with great interest: "What happened later?"
"At that time, my ranking in the world had gradually started to rise. The coaches and data analysts felt that if training the bot lane as an advantage of Mix, it would be of great benefit to us in the game. So they began to train Da Nuo, while Let A Xiao and I try to link up in the field."
"You know, teamwork in the field requires a certain degree of cooperation. A Xiao didn't say anything, but he was very unwilling in his heart. In the past two months, we haven't trained anything. It's okay to play separately, but if we play together, it will be a mess. It's a mess."
Mo Huaifeng paused for a moment, and said casually: "Afterwards, I played three solo games with A Xiao, and then took him out for a fight."