Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mo Huaifeng lazily moved his eyes away from Yuan Wei, and as he turned around, his peripherals swept past Ji Zhiyao, who was jungling seriously. After thinking for a second, Mo Huaifeng reached out and pulled off Ji Zhiyao’s headphones.
Ji Zhiyao was forced to stop and question. “What’s up, Captain?”
Mo Huaifeng paused, saying coolly, “You just have to focus on playing your games well. The rest of the things, you don’t have to worry.”
“Thanks, Captain.” Ji Zhiyao smiled. He paused for a second and then emphasized. “Don’t worry, I will play properly.”
“Mm.”
Mo Huaifeng nonchalantly nodded slightly and turned back to face his own computer, intending to play a few matches alone.
Right then, a restless, unusual voice sounded from the sofa again. “Captain, NoHomo, both of you went to the shopping center today?”
Mo Huaifeng blanked out for a few seconds. “Why?”
“You’re still asking me why? All because of your attitude to a fan that you got onto the trending searches, and you’re actually still confidently questioning me…” Yuan Wei glanced at him with a troubled look. “My Captain, you go take a look at trending search number 37.”
Not just Mo Huaifeng, everyone, including Ji Zhiyao who was in a match, threw their games aside right away and went onto their phones.
Trending search number 37: “Fi-god, no longer a fan.”
Seeing this title made Ji Zhiyao frown deeply. He tapped it open. The most popular post was by “TodayI’mAlsoFi-god’sFangirl.”
[TodayI’mAlsoFi-god’sFangirl: Today, I met Fi-god in person while shopping. At that time, I couldn’t hold in my excitement and rushed forward to ask if I could take a photo with him. In the end, I was rejected… felt rather indignant and couldn’t bear to give up this chance, so I asked again. At that point, I felt that Fi-god’s attitude was softening. Right then, I saw the rubbish influencer who had been using Fi-god to gain attention these few days. I couldn’t hold back and stopped him, telling him to focus on competitions and stop trying to gain attention all day. Who would’ve expected that Fi-god went off at him over those words, saying in my face that if all his fans were of quality like me, he’d rather not have any fans. I can only say that after being a fan of him for three years, I’m tired. If his attitude to old fans is like this, then I’ll just not be a fan anymore, alright? I’ve understood now. This scene is just blatant protecting and seeking attention. Having no fans doesn’t even amount to a thing in his eyes. This account will be kept as a reminder for myself. I’m done with the scene, heh heh.]
Ji Zhiyao had some impression now.
This user was the long-haired girl that he saw with Mo Huaifeng when he walked out after purchasing his camera.
She spoke very nicely online, completely unlike the haughty and overbearing manner that she had been in person.
At a side, Mo Huaifeng casually took a few looks at his phone and then threw it back to its original spot without much change in his expression and continued to play with his legs crossed.
K said, “She probably graduated from the Central Drama Queen Academy, so showy. Which old fan in the scene doesn’t know that Fi-god doesn’t ever take photos with fans?”
Nuo “tsk-ed” twice. “From her words, I get a sense that this is a woman’s hatred that stemmed from love.”
Heng chimed in, “Exactly, she still claimed to what? Really really like Captain? Looking at this now, it’s so obvious she’s trying to ruin him. Unreciprocated love is really scary.”
Xiaofei said, “The comments below have virtually refreshed my bottom line for vulgarities.”
Ji Zhiyao had not looked at the comments, but he could totally imagine how bloody it was.
He stared at Mo Huaifeng’s side profile. All sorts of ideas spun swiftly in his mind. Should he stand out and explain that it was because the girl’s words were very harsh that Mo Huaifeng reacted that way, or would bowing down and admitting that he was the new generation of the charmer to befog people’s minds, Danji [1. A lady known in Chinese history for seducing the king and being the culprit of chaos in the palace and country.], be more convincing?… He had just blanked out for a moment, and the person who was continuously stared at by him finally asked resignedly, “What are you looking at me for?”
Ji Zhiyao was caught. Touching his nose, he replied. “I was just thinking about how to explain for a bit.”
Mo Huaifeng seemed even more helpless. “Have you forgotten Yuan Wei’s words earlier? I don’t care about all these. What do you want to explain?”
“But…”
“There’s nothing to but.” Mo Huaifeng interrupted him and pointed at his screen. “The match, you’re going to lose.”