Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ji Zhiyao washed the glass and returned back to his room.
To a qualified Internet-addict youth, this timing was obviously the optimal time for activity. He turned on his puter as usual and went onto a website, and there showed today’s newest videos and information.
He opened the videos according to an inverse order while at the same time he took out a thick notebook from the shelf. Very serious in his viewing, he would write or calculate in his book from time to time.
From an amateur player a year ago, he was able to advance to the gaming broadcaster with some fame that he was today. Persisting in watching videos every day and making notes was only a small part of the reason.
Ji Zhiyao watched the videos for around two hours and then carefully went through the notes that he had written before contentedly switching off the puter and lying into his blanket with his phone.
Staying up had bee a habit, and although it was almost 12 midnight, he did not feel very sleepy.
After scrolling Weibo, he went to Tieba forum, followed by Qzone, and then WeChat Moments.
As he had added several new friends on WeChat, even the style of his Moments page had bee slightly different from before.
The very first status was by Mix’s jungler Xiao: “Shocking! Mix’s manager actually led the whole team gathered to devour… hot strips! According to reliable sources, a certain famous figure has gotten the team dictator to admit personally that hot strips to him were as attractive as roses to girls during Valentine’s Day!”
The attached image was two full boxes of hot strips, almost spilling out of the screen, and was a little stinging on the eyes.
Ji Zhiyao sucked in his lips and liked the status, and his finger then scrolled downwards.
The next status belonged to his little disciple: “I got a master today! His skills are average, but he is a very nice person. If you’re interested in buying, do it fast.”
“…” Ji Zhiyao stared blankly at the screen.
Was he a product on sale? Interested in buying, do it fast?
Also, what did he mean by average skills?
That was not what the rascal was saying when they were gaming in the afternoon.
Ji Zhiyao gritted his teeth and jabbed open his chat with Mo Huaifeng.
[MelonRind: Fi-god?]
The reply came very quickly: [?]
[MelonRind: I feel that your nephew is very gifted. His subsequent growth needs to rely on his own realizations and not finding a master.]
Not long after.
[DB.MHF: You saw his Moments?]
For some reason, Ji Zhiyao’s face that was half-hidden under the blanket became rather embarrassed and restless.
Although he had secretly e with the thought of wanting to tell tales when he approached Mo Huaifeng, being pointed out so openly… Did he not need his pride?
[MelonRind: Moments?]
[MelonRind: I don’t usually use WeChat. If it’s something very important, I’ll go take a look right now.]
A bunch of lies that even Ji Zhiyao himself did not believe, yet Fi-god did not question him and only replied: [Don’t take it to heart. A child does not know his limits. I have already lectured him earlier.]
It was as if there were a spring fixed under Ji Zhiyao’s butt, and he sat upright within a second.
Hm?
He forcefully rubbed both his eyes once more, and after ensuring that he had not read wrongly, continued to play the fool: [I went to see little disciple’s Moments earlier. We should take no offense at a child’s babble, let alone what he said was right. Fi-god, you don’t have to be too mindful.]
[DB.MHF: It’s fine, he should learn.]
[DB.MHF: The team is having a discussion with the stats analyzer to match lineups. If there’s anything, let’s talk tomorrow.]
[MelonRind: Alright.]
[MelonRind: If we have a chance to meet, I’ll treat you to hot strips.]
Ji Zhiyao dropped his phone and stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.
Although there was no reason at all, he had a bizarre feeling in his heart, but it did not affect one bit of his good mood after learning that the rascal kid had been lectured.
Also, Fi-god is really approachable.
Ji Zhiyao happily closed his eyes.
Yet, he did not consider at all just how the approachable Fi-godi in his eyes could have educated the little disciple, who had gone to bed a few hours ago.
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