Chapter 128: Unt.i.tled

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When his screen turned dark, his head was lightly pushed by Mo Huaifeng who was beside him.

“What are you doing?”

Ji Zhiyao looked towards Mo Huaifeng’s eyes and found that the pair of chocolate brown eyes were filled with seriousness.

Very pretty.

Ji Zhiyao’s heart, was somehow a little confused.

Ji Zhiyao hastily s.h.i.+fted his eyes, saying, “Um… I saw the official account’s apology letter, thanks Captain.”

“No need to thank me, just do well at the compet.i.tions.

Ji Zhiyao blurted out, “What if I don’t?”

Mo Huaifeng suddenly lifted his eyes, his gaze slightly cold.

It was silent for a few seconds, just as Ji Zhiyao became restless, his forehead was suddenly pushed by a strong force, Mo Huaifeng’s slightly sarcastic voice sounded beside his ear. “You don’t want to play properly? Do you feel like you’re overly conceited?”

He rubbed the spot where he was. .h.i.t, muttering in a low voice.

This wave of emotions appeared out of nowhere, such that even up till before he slept, Ji Zhiyao had not even figured out what exactly was wrong with him.

He was using the towel to dry his hair and was lost in thought, when his phone that was placed on the table suddenly buzzed.

Ji Zhiyao picked up the phone and found that Ji Qingge had sent him a WeChat message.

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: Brother, I saw news of your team on Weibo today, I was so angry that even I got down and slashed back at those little b*tches that were spouting nonsense, what exactly is going on?]

Ji Zhiyao smiled and typed: [It’s nothing, just a slight misunderstanding, the post that the official account published later explained everything.]

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: Did you secretly cry?]

[MelonRind: … You’re asking for a beating.]

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: bleh bleh bleh, you cannot hit me!]

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: Brother, your team has gotten quite a lot of criticism for these two Weibo posts. I saw that many comments below were all calling for you guys to get out of the eSports scene if you guys don’t perform during the compet.i.tion…]

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: If it’s like this, is your team’s under a lot of pressure? I specially went to ask Baidu earlier and found that Mix club’s largest shareholder is actually Fi-G.o.d…]

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: Fi-G.o.d, is a really nice person.]

[MelonRind: …]

He did not expect that Ji Qingge would be able to link things this far…

Just, did she not find it weird at all?

Ji Zhiyao hesitated for a moment and asked: [Do you not find it weird at all…]

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: Weird? What’s weird? Is Fi-G.o.d usually not so good to you guys?]

[MelonRind: I’m not saying Captain isn’t good, but putting on such a large bet, for a reserve member who hadn’t joined the team for long, was it worth it?]

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: Pfft… you totally don’t trust yourself enough. Who said that in Fi-G.o.d’s heart, you’re just a little reserve?]

Ji Zhiyao’s heart lifted for a moment.

[MelonRind: What do you mean?]

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: He has obviously put you in his heart and taken you for a bosom friend that he is especially close to, that’s why he recklessly defended you. Ji Zhiyao, you’re still simply seeing Fi-G.o.d as your Captain now, doesn’t your conscience hurt?]

Ji Zhiyao seemed to have understood something, but instinctively also felt that there was something wrong somewhere… Hence, he kept his suspecting att.i.tude and asked: [That’s all?]

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: ? ? ? If not, how else do you want it to be?]

[fairlycomplicatedlittlelovesong: So you be nicer to Fi-G.o.d, if not you’ll be letting your conscience down :)]

[MelonRind: I don’t have a conscience.]

Ji Zhiyao who thought that he had everything figured out was mischievous for a while, then placed his phone back on the table.

Continuing to dry his hair and beginning to think.

Since Captain was so good to him…

What should he do, to repay him for a bit?

Hence because he was pondering over the question of how to treat Mo Huaifeng better, Ji Zhiyao did not sleep well the whole night. When he woke up the next morning, two large dark circles hung below his eyes, leading to Heng teasing him when he saw him after he went downstairs. “Noh.o.m.o, did you go be a thief last night?”

Ji Zhiyao pursed his lips and walked into the dining room.

He wasn’t sure what spell had hit his teammates today, it had just struck noon and all of them were actually awake. Hence, the auntie who was in charge of sending ingredients to the base specially stayed behind and made a meal. Everyone was eating in the dining room, Ji Zhiyao was instead the latest to come downstairs.

Ji Zhiyao rubbed his eyes, then pulled back a chair and sat down.

Mo Huaifeng was constantly calmly focusing on Ji Zhiyao, till he had sat down and everyone was here, he restrained his gaze and spoke, “The club has decided that in mid to late April, for about two to three weeks, the entire team will undergo an enclosed training camp. The club has specially invited the ex-coach of Korea’s Vita Battleteam, together with our team’s coach, to provide training for us.”

He had just finished his sentence when the dining room instantly became a land of wailing and despair.

Nuo exclaimed, “What the f*ck, it’s actually so early this year. d.a.m.n it, I’m sad.”

K fell onto the table. “No, I must take advantage of while the training camp has yet to begin to quickly get fatter. If not, during that two to three weeks, I could lose two to three kg.”

Heng said in a monotone, “Happiness is written all over my face.”

Ji Zhiyao had never heard about training camp, and was utterly confused. He glanced around at everyone’s expression and realized that Xiao was as baffled as he was.

Oh yes…

Xiao had only joined two years ago, after the international league ended and Mix rea.s.sembled.

Hence he did not have the experience of partic.i.p.ating in the national qualifiers either, and him not knowing about the training camp, was only natural.

Thus Ji Zhiyao and Xiao stared longingly at Mo Huaifeng together, hoping that he could reveal a little bit more information.

Mo Huaifeng was slightly speechless. “Where else have I not made myself clear?”

Ji Zhiyao replied, “For example why we need a training camp.”

“Heng, explain.”

Heng gave a condemning look to his own Captain, hoping that he would know just how lazy he was being.

Yet Mo Huaifeng was completely indifferent.

Heng could take the initiative in bearing the responsibility of explaining. “It’s very simple. The national qualifiers are starting soon. During the national qualifiers, other than being divided in groups and drawing lots, basically everything else would be done according to the structure of the international league. Korea is one of the countries where the eSports industry is more developed. Vita battleteam is also an established team that made it to the top four in the international league, and their coach’s understanding of the structure of the international league and judgment towards various situation would definitely be better than the local ones.”

Ji Zhiyao and Xiao were enlightened.

Mo Huaifeng asked, “Noh.o.m.o, will you be able to get leave?”

Ji Zhiyao then remembered that he still had to attend school and smiled bitterly. “Even if I can’t, I’ll have to try. If not I’ll do it like last term, get my dorm mates to mark my attendance for me.”

Nuo teased, “I couldn’t tell, Brother, you’re very aware.”

“What else can I do, I feel very hopeless too.”

Mo Huaifeng interrupted. “You can focus on studying after the training camp. A textbook per day, one semester per week, it’s enough.”

Ji Zhiyao turned with a horrified look towards his Captain.

Mo Huaifeng was unmoved as he returned the stare, Ji Zhiyao instantly averted his gaze, frightened.