Chapter 17: [Can you do a favor?]
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
While waiting to enter the Weibo interface, Ji Zhiyao could not help but swallow nervously. His dark eyes showed even more of his suspicion and blankness that was hard to hide.
After reading the netizens’ words, he vaguely had a guess in his heart.
When he saw his Weibo following list, the association he shared with the one right at the top had unknowingly beco ‘follows you.’ So of his guesses seed to be verified.
Ji Zhiyao simply ignored the uncountable number of ssages and instead adeptly went to his own profile and found the post that he had shared this morning before leaving.
Then, he entered, going straight for the most popular comnt.
[Mix.FiV: It was your teammate’s mistake, can’t be considered as trashing.]
The ti stamp was two hours ago.
!!!
So was Fi-god indirectly acknowledging his techniques?
A side of Ji Zhiyao lips was lifted up high as if he had gotten an unbelievable prize. He ignored the pile of ‘*sobbing sound*’ and ‘hubby you have another sweetheart,’ replying with a (doge) emoticon, trying to appear unaffected.
Then, he threw his phone aside and finished a bottle of water.
After he had cald down, Ji Zhiyao picked up his phone again and nonchalantly flipped through a certain person’s profile.
The following count was ‘9.’
The Official account of the club, five mbers of the Mix battleteam, the official account of the Heroes international league, the official account of the most famous local eSports magazine, and the last one was him.
Ji Zhiyao lifted his hand and rubbed his already slightly numb face.
Looking further, he glanced at the back and saw the number of fans, which was almost eight to nine tis of his own, and that bit of feeling overwheld by this honor instantly disappeared, becoming a stink-eye.
... So why does this rare specin who has posted a total of fewer than 3 posts have so many fans!
Pissing off this little broadcaster.
Ji Zhiyao, not buying it, continued to stare at the number for quite so ti, but it did not even have the slightest bit of change. He then pursed his lips and moved the mouse a bit, coincidentally opening the ‘Chat’ interface. In there, two unread ssages stood out.
[Mix.FiV: You did play quite well.]
[Mix.FiV: Can you do a favor?]
Ji Zhiyao was stunned and felt rooted to the ground.
Instantly, he forcefully rubbed his eyes with the bottom pad of his fingers and after ensuring that he had not read wrongly, typed with a pair of eyes as red as a rabbit’s from all that staring: “What favor?”
After the ssage was sent, Ji Zhiyao then realized that the interval between the two ssages he had received was a full hour.
Contemplating that there was a large probability that Fi-god would not reply imdiately, he logged out of Weibo and chanically chewed on crayfish to steady his nerves.
Chewing on the fifth one, he blinked and rembered the forgotten livestream room.
Then, Ji Zhiyao put out his fingers that were now all oily because he had forgotten to put on gloves and bemusedly jabbed at the phone’s screen.
“...”
Was it not just becoming one out of the nine people followed by the top local ADC player, the publicly acknowledged ‘Fi-god’—a team player of the only team in China to make it into the international league for the previous year, and also receive a private ssage from him?
What was there to be out of his mind about?
On top of that, he even said he had eighth-grade syndro the previous ti!
Being triggered by the last sentence, Ji Zhiyao imdiately ca to his senses. He used a tissue to clean up his phone screen and returned to the livestream room.
When he was not around, all the audiences sent about a few thousand comnts while looking at the five words ‘the broadcaster is not ho.’ Now, as Ji Zhiyao’s indifferent youthful face reappeared, the comnts instantly beca another type of content.
[lonRind, speak up. What indescribable things have you done behind our backs?]
Ji Zhiyao had no expression. “I just kissed more than ten types of living things that were not of my species from head to toe.”
[What exactly is the relationship between you and Fi-god?]
Ji Zhiyao was not in the least affected. “Just confird the relationship of online friends as of five minutes ago.”
[What have you done in the past 20 minutes? Dating your right hand in the bathroom?]
“This friend, your stamina probably cannot last too long. As for what I did...”
Ji Zhiyao continued to put on a straight face.
“Constipated.”
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