By the time everyone packed their bags, it was already past seven in the evening, which happened to be time for the students to have dinner. Danuo and Ah Heng clamored to see what the university cafeteria looked like, and dragged everyone to eat in the cafeteria.
They were a group of eight people. Before they reached the cafeteria, they were recognized and stopped by a group of people.
"God Fi! Is it God Fi? Ah, I actually met God Fi?? Can you give me an autograph?"
"Brother Xiao, I'm also a jungler. I heard that your hand was injured. Is it better?"
"Da Nuo, you are much more handsome in real life than in the live broadcast, so can you give me an autograph? Hahaha!"
"Brother K, I love you!"
"Xiao Fei is so cute!"
"Ah Heng look at me, look at me!!..."
Mo Huaifeng responded to a few fans' requests for autographs, and then, as if remembering something, he raised his eyes and searched the surroundings back and forth.
However, he didn't see the person he was looking for, and several irrational fans kept making noises in front of him. Mo Huaifeng turned cold, directly rejected their request, and exited the encirclement.
After walking a few steps to the side, Mo Huaifeng saw the young man standing under the streetlight.
He put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the corner of his mouth was hooked slightly. Looking at the direction they were in, there was unrestrained envy in his eyes.
Mo Huaifeng's heart suddenly shrank, from his stomach to his throat, the pain seemed to be burnt dry all the way.
Ji Zhiyao...
Not far away, Ji Zhiyao blinked unexpectedly, and saw his captain who had broken through the siege of fans waving at him.
Eh? It turned out that he was not dazzled.
Why did the captain come out so soon
He raised his leg and walked over, with a teasing tone: "Captain, why did you come out first? It shouldn't be, I guess you are the last one."
Ji Zhiyao's voice was light and brisk, and there was nothing unusual about it. Mo Huaifeng finally calmed down, found his own voice, and said concisely: "It's too noisy."
Ji Zhiyao: "You are too willful, those are the fathers of the funders."
Mo Huaifeng pouted.
— This is the first time Ji Zhiyao saw such a childish expression on Mo Huaifeng's face, he looked at it for a while in surprise, then pointed at the corner of Mo Huaifeng's mouth as if he had discovered a new world: "Captain, aren't you facial paralyzed? "
Mo Huaifeng especially wanted to kill him.
At the same time, he secretly scolded himself for why he felt sorry for a mentally handicapped person just now.
He said blankly: "I'm hungry, let's go, let's eat."
Ji Zhiyao pouted in the direction Mo Huaifeng came from just now, "Aren't you waiting for them?"
Mo Huaifeng asked: "Do you think they need to wait?"
Ji Zhiyao turned his head again in doubt, and vaguely saw several other teammates buried in the crowd of fans grinning almost to the ears... The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he said, "Captain, let's go."
"Um."
Two people walked under the street lamp, the warm yellow light shone down, and the figures on the ground were in pairs. There was silence, but the atmosphere was not awkward.
Ji Zhiyao was thinking about the four guarantees and one play that the Baolu team used recently, when he heard Mo Huaifeng ask, "What do you want to eat?"
"It's fine if you have meat, don't pick anything else." Ji Zhiyao said without thinking.
"Just that one."
Ji Zhiyao looked up, and what Mo Huaifeng was referring to was a spicy pot shop on the side of the road. It happened that he wanted to eat it too, so he nodded cheerfully: "Okay."
They walked in, picked out what they wanted to eat, and then sat at a table, playing with their phones.
Ji Zhiyao remembered the Weibo that he hadn't read since he was trained by A Xiao, so he clicked on it to take a casual look. Unexpectedly, the phone got stuck as soon as I entered the software, and it took four or five minutes to buffer.
Ji Zhiyao skipped countless private messages and Aite with a puzzled expression, and entered his homepage.
—His fans have broken through five million.
"woc?"
Ji Zhiyao didn't quite believe his eyes. Obviously, when he read it two weeks ago, he was still struggling with more than 3.2 million. Why did it suddenly increase so much
Mo Huaifeng: "What?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Captain, I have more than five million followers on Weibo, am I going to be popular?"
Mo Huaifeng: "It's not bad, it's almost a third of mine."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Ji Zhiyao glared at his calm captain, and then began to look for the reason.
After all the spicy mix they ordered was on the table, Ji Zhiyao found out the possibility in the many Weibo posts.
"Ninth place in 'The Most Influential Internet Celebrity on Weibo'... what is this?" Ji Zhiyao looked confused, "Am I really an Internet celebrity?"
While eating slowly, Mo Huaifeng reminded: "I remember that the celebrity V certification you applied for is a game anchor, and there is nothing wrong with saying that you are an Internet celebrity."
Ji Zhiyao: "But I am obviously a professional player who relies on skills to make a living, so doing this makes me feel like a badass."
Mo Huaifeng: "Did you misunderstand the little boy?"
Ji Zhiyao couldn't say no to him, curled his lips speechlessly, exited the Aite interface, and began to browse private messages.
The top one of all private messages made Ji Zhiyao's eyes widen again.
"I read it right." He put down his chopsticks, picked up his phone and shook it in front of Mo Huaifeng, "Captain, look at this! Weibo actually sent me an invitation letter."
After taking two bites, he was interrupted again. Mo Huaifeng pressed his knuckles expressionlessly, and somehow managed to suppress his temper and not beat Ji Zhiyao. He stepped back and moved away from the phone that almost touched his face, and glanced at it, "'Weibo Celebrity Event'?"
Ji Zhiyao made no secret of the eagerness on his face: "Yes, it's quite interesting."
Mo Huaifeng: "You just said that you are not an Internet celebrity."
Ji Zhiyao: "But this event should see quite a few bloggers. I have a favorite game blogger, 'one-more', which is a homonym for Yimao. His videos are very powerful. I want to go and see, Maybe there is a chance to see him and get an autograph."
Mo Huaifeng couldn't help frowning, and asked, "When?"
Ji Zhiyao looked at the phone screen again, "Next month, on the 25th, in City S." He calculated the time, "At that time, I have finished all the exams, and I will start my vacation."
Mo Huaifeng frowned even tighter.
Ji Zhiyao sat on the stool happily, and even thought about what clothes to wear to meet his idol that day. When he came back to his senses, he found that Mo Huaifeng hadn't moved his chopsticks and his expression was very cold, so he asked strangely, "Captain, why don't you continue to eat?"
Mo Huaifeng said "hmm" and picked up the chopsticks.
Ji Zhiyao felt even more strange. After a while, he suddenly realized, and asked in a low voice: "Captain, my going to this celebrity event... will it affect our team's reputation?"
Mo Huaifeng raised his eyes and stared at him fixedly, until he saw Ji Zhiyao's heart trembling, and then said: "It doesn't matter, you can go if you want."
Ji Zhiyao immediately beamed with joy, with a heartless look: "That's great."