Chapter 63: Professional Player

Ji Zhiyao’s mind instantly shut down as he repeated after him. “Jungler reserve?”

His expression looked slightly off after saying the two words. Even if Mix wanted to recruit a jungler reserve, Xiao was still staying in the hospital. How did Mo Huaifeng have the mood to bring this up now?

And, why was it him?

Ji Zhiyao was very aware of his own limitations. All he was was an amateur gaming broadcaster; his skills were enough to trash the rookies in regular matches but had totally no place amongst the professional players, not to mention his popularity compared to Mix’s…

There were many more people better than him. He was just an ordinary person.

Ji Zhiyao could not understand and looked at Mo Huaifeng.

The cigarette in his hand had burned to the end, and Mo Huaifeng stubbed it out. His porcelain pale fingers looked exceptionally pretty under the slightly dusky daylight.

He seemed to be wording his comment and spoke after a while. “Your technique is not too bad. Your proper conduct, passionate personality, and appearance fit in rather well with Mix’s visuals criterion…”

Once Mo Huaifeng began to speak, Ji Zhiyao could not help but let out a “hey” in his heart. Knowing that this person was talking about his merits, he could not help but be a little proud. After he listened to several lines, the sound by his ear gradually dwindled, and Ji Zhiyao lifted his head, looking discontented, “What else?”

“…”

Mo Huaifeng continued. “Thick-skinned.”

Ji Zhiyao “tsk-ed” in reply. “This is also one of my merits, but you don’t go carelessly spreading it around yeah.”

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“… Okay.”

Ji Zhiyao passed his hand over his face, and when he placed his hand down once more, he was already much more clear-headed. He did not give deep thought to Mo Huaifeng’s reason for inviting him and instead said, “To be honest, Fi-god, from getting to know you to knowing all the Mix members subsequently, I’ve always found myself to be especially lucky. But deep down, I know my own worth. I’m still not too bad to be doing livestream and earning some spare cash. To be a professional player, I’m not at that standard.”

Ji Zhiyao lifted his lashes, and some bits of light in his dark pupils made him out to be especially innocent. He spoke honestly. “I’m not suitable.”

For some reason, Mo Huaifeng found this scene to be a little glaring. He turned his head slightly. “You don’t want to be a professional player? You don’t want to accomplish the goal of ‘standing on the podium wearing the red flag with five stars?’”

“I do.”

Perhaps because he had revealed all his thoughts, Ji Zhiyao’s concerns had instead lessened by a lot. He licked the corner of his lips, and his pair of smiling eyes were slightly upturned. “Everyone wants to be somebody, and I’m no exception. But there is always a gap between ideas and reality, not to mention that my personal capabilities aren’t much, my techniques aren’t good enough, and my mentality isn’t strong enough. Just take the point of my being in university, I still have to attend lessons every day. I can’t train every day. Yet from what I know, the base’s training system is full-time.”

He threw the difficult problem to Mo Huaifeng. “I worked hard to enter S University, and the Law major is also something I really like, so I will not easily suspend my schooling to go play eSports.”

Mo Huaifeng frowned.

Every eSports team had its own rules, and there were also clear regulations for the training timings of their professional players. If Ji Zhiyao wanted to balance both schooling and playing eSports, according to the rules, it was basically impossible.

Compared to Mo Huaifeng’s unknown emotions, Ji Zhiyao was much more relaxed. He drank the remaining half of his Cola and leisurely stepped out to throw the bottle into the roadside bin. Then stopping before Mo Huaifeng, he raised his phone. “Fi-god, I still have to return to school to accumulate my livestream duration, I’ll leave first. Contact me if there’s anything.”

“Hold on.”

Ji Zhiyao turned around. Meeting with Mo Huaifeng’s eyes, his imposing manner instantly fell. He touched his nose helplessly. “You can’t bear for me to go?”

“If you do not consider the objective factors, speaking solely from your point of view.” Mo Huaifeng spoke very slowly, but it led to Ji Zhiyao’s heart being lifted bit by bit. “Are you willing to come to Mix battleteam to be a professional player?”