Chapter 100: Untitled

Not bad indeed.

Mo Huaifeng ignored that bit of discomfort in his heart that came from somewhere he didn’t know and continued eating.

Ji Zhiyao finished replying to that private message and put down his phone, while eating he was still pondering what exactly he should post as a benefit for five million fans.

Previously for his three million and four million mark he had posted videos of games, however, the things that his fans usually watched on his livestream were the same things too, hence there were some complaints of being unsatisfied. Therefore, for five million, Ji Zhiyao had planned long ago to have something new, to save himself from being complained by his fans.

Just that he hadn’t thought that five million would come so unexpectedly, he hadn’t thought of a reward for fans, simply terrible.

If not, what about posting ugly photos?

Would photos make visual-obsessed fans leave him?

Why not post his teammates’ ugly photos?

Using a 3×3 grid, the top and bottom three spaces would be kept for six people, from Yuan Wei to Xiaofei’s ugly photos, the middle three would be specially kept for Mo Huaifeng’s, no repeated photos in addition to a filter… to exact revenge on Mo Huaifeng for mocking that he had few fans.

He would put one of Mo Huaifeng with his bird’s nest hair from just waking up, one of him scratching his fingers while seated with his legs crossed, then another of the large stretch of flowering pants in his closet?…

The quail egg in Ji Zhiyao’s mouth almost fell out from laughing too hard.

He was one person holding a bowl and smiling foolishly, the sight of him making Mo Huaifeng unable to hold back and disdainfully asking with a frown, “What are you thinking about?”

Ji Zhiyao did not think, his reply slipping out of his mouth, “Thinking about which ugly photo of Captain to use for my five million reward…”

After a few seconds, a chill went down Ji Zhiyao’s spine and he looked at Mo Huaifeng, terrified.

Mo Huaifeng only laughed coldly.

Therefore a few minutes later, on Weibo, both Mo Huaifeng and Ji Zhiyao’s fans went crazy.

The reason being a post that Mo Huaifeng just put up.

[Mix.FiV: A certain person’s five million reward. Didn’t bring his phone and insisted on making me post it for him. Accept this image, it will be one of my most frequently used emotive in the future. [image] ]

In the photo, due to the problematic angle, Ji Zhiyao’s entire face appeared to be very greasy, not to mention he only forced his mouth to curl upwards but his eyebrows were turned down, not one bit of joy could be seen from his expression, a typical false smile.

Fake smiling boy.jpg.

[IsFiYaoTogetherToday: They’re together… but instead I want to stop being a fan [goodbye] [goodbye] ]

[yourlittlecaninetooth: Oh my god, finally waited till Fi-god updated, in the end the image that loaded what’s that?? Hurts my eyes! ]

[MelonRindIsn’tDumbButVeryNaughty: Who can tell me how exactly the food at Mix base is like? My child who was fine hasn’t moved there for long, how did he become so greasy [laughing with tears] [laughing with tears] ]

[awallflowerthatcandraw: Can be seen that these two people are really close. The wallpapers on my profile are especially nice, all without watermarks, if you would like them, help yourself after following me. I accept contributions, xoxo~ ]

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[Fi-god’sSweetLittleDarling: Fi-god, see you at the performance tour tournament tomorrow xoxo!]

[thefairywantstoeathumans: I just joined the visual fans army yesterday… now I’m starting to suspect if I suffered from intermittent blindness yesterday. [shrugs] ]

Comments like this were too many to count.

Ji Zhiyao was almost crying.

He felt that if he really did repost this post, his number of fans that had just reached five million might just be left with four million when he woke up tomorrow morning, and among them, three million would be haters… the thought of this gave him a mournful countenance. “Captain, I was really wrong. Can I not repost it?”

Mo Huaifeng picked up a piece of spinach with his chopsticks, the smile on his face very friendly. “No, you can’t. After all, we are so close that you even wanted to post my ugly photos for your fan reward, if you don’t reply, it will be very awkward for me.”

…

Until two days later, the tournament between Mix battleteam and Bao Lu battleteam began. The moment Ji Zhiyao saw Mo Huaifeng, he still looked weak and in low spirits.

His Captain was really too terrifying.

The heating in the gymnasium was very strong, especially on stage. Hence everyone didn’t wear their coats, directly putting on their team uniforms over their sweaters, then checked their own equipment.

The direction from the coach was, to first play two matches with the combination of Heng as the mid-laner and Ji Zhiyao as the jungler, to allow himself and the stats analyzer to calculate specifically how much Mix battleteam’s damage is as a more complete team. After that, they will use a system of rotating Heng and Xiaofei, to allow Xiaofei to train too, to prepare for the national qualifiers.

Thus, when the host announced the start of the tournament, K, Heng, Ji Zhiyao, Mo Huaifeng and Nuo who were the blue team entered in turn, and took their seats after a simple greeting to the audience.

Mix battleteam’s national performance tournament tour did not have commentators, when the red team Bao Lu battleteam entered and the judge confirmed with both teams respectively that there were no problems, the 5v5 tournament, playing for two wins out of three matches, officially began.

Of 1,300 seats in the gymnasium, not one was empty, the screams of the audience were very enthusiastic, almost piercing one’s ears.

Above the exact center of the gymnasium, on four projector screens facing different directions, the heroes valley appeared, the match officially began.

Ji Zhiyao controlled the assassin and entered the jungle with a turn, he did not begin jungling right away, but pulled along Mo Huaifeng and Heng, three of them hid in the bushes and swiftly headed towards the opposite jungle together.

The strategy that Bao Lu battleteam was used to using was the 4-for-1 strategy, four players would give the best resources to the mid-laner position, while the remaining players would develop in the direction of tanks and supports, all around protecting the mid-laner who has the highest combat effectiveness. In addition, they frequently played favorable matches, very rarely could anyone see how their standards were in an unfavorable game. Since it was unknown, why not take the initiative to find some trouble for them?

Perhaps the Bao Lu jungler had not expected that Mix would come to counter jungle, his speed leisurely when he entered the jungle and started jungling. When he moved to the blue daddy, hit it till half health was left and sent a signal for the Bao Lu mid-laner to come for the blue buff, Ji Zhiyao suddenly jumped out, speedily used two to three cross-slicing abilities and took away the blue buff.

The Bao Lu mid-laner who had rushed over quickly rushed forward, preparing to kill off Ji Zhiyao while he did not have his abilities. Ji Zhiyao retreated repeatedly, when he arrived at the bush where Heng and Mo Huaifeng was in, Ji Zhiyao continued to move back, successfully luring the Bao Lu mid-laner into the trap.

Four minutes since the match began, first blood was drawn.

After the three of them completed their dirty trick, they retreated back to their jungle with no desire to continue fighting, and got back to jungling and killing minions respectively.

When Ji Zhiyao pulled his sword and chopped off the last bit of health of the creep in their jungle, he was still sighing, Bao Lu’s mid-laner seemed like he had no brains at all.

Things were going so smoothly.

Subsequently, during the team fight for the little Dragon, Ji Zhiyao even specially observed Bao Lu’s mid-laner’s level. Due to the favorable resources, he developed rather well. But perhaps the first kill at the start scared him, he did not dare to fight the three of them face on.

Fright was written all over his face.

Over ten minutes passed, and the ratio of kills for blue to red team reached 17:6. Mix was already developed, Mo Huaifeng glanced at the gold stats, and brought them to snatch the big Dragon from that Bao Lu was about to take.