<h4>Chapter 112: Untitled</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>As Studios <strong>Editor: </strong>As Studios


    Ji Zhiyao’s eyes squinted with a small smile. “I’m here to meet my idol YiMao”


    “Oh.” kakajima made a few sounds in reply, not even sure if she had taken in his words, she stared right at Ji Zhiyao. “Indefinite, can I have your autograph?”


    Ji Zhiyao on hearing her form of address, forcefully suppressed hisugh in his throat.


    Upon hearing that, he knew that the girl before him wasn’t his fan at all. His fans called him either MelonRind or NoHomo, it was indeed his first time meeting one who called him Indefinite.


    Yet he didn’t say anything, only replying, “Sure, but I didn’t bring a marker.”


    “I have one, I have one.” kakajima hastily brought out a marker, then flipped her own phone around, pointing to the matte phone casing and saying, “You can just sign here.”


    Ji Zhiyao scrawled an “IndefiniteFuture” on it, and not his other identity, “Mix.Yao”.


    After signing, Ji Zhiyao looked up and his vision identally swept across the distance, as if he had seen a familiar person, he said, “Sorry, excuse me.”


    He stood up and walked towards the distance, leaving the several girls behind stomping their feet in displeasure.


    Ji Zhiyao was originally just looking for an excuse, however he didn’t expect that as he took a mere few steps out, he spotted his objective of hising here today, gaming broadcaster “one more”.


    one more was a big boy who was around his age, he looked ordinary but was very friendly. That Ji Zhiyao was able to recognize him, was purely because he often showed his whole face in his videos.


    YiMao had also unintentionally seen Ji Zhiyao who was currently heading in his direction, after confirming that the smile on his face was directed at himself, he paused for a moment and moved forward to meet him.


    Ji Zhiyao reached out his hand. “Nice to meet you YiMao. You are my idol, may I ask for an autograph?”


    YiMao was dazed, after a few seconds, he smiled. “That was what I wanted to ask earlier, nice to meet you MelonRind, I am your fan, can I have an autograph?”


    The eye bags beneath Ji Zhiyao’s eyes curved prettily. “Then both of us can exchange autographs.”


    “It seems so. Have you brought a marker?”


    “I didn’t, do you not have one?”


    “I didn’t bring one either.”


    Both of them stared speechlessly at each other.


    YiMao suddenlyughed out loud. “You are as interesting as I had imagined you to be. Let’s find a ce for a chat?”


    “Sure, I’m most willing.” If he chatted with YiMao, there shouldn’t be anyoneing over trying to strike a conversation with him. He looked around, then pointed to an empty sofa not too far away. “There’s no one there, let’s go sit over there.”


    Both of them walked over, Ji Zhiyao took a ss of fruit juice along the way.


    When YiMao turned back and saw that he was drinking juice, he asked in surprise, “You don’t drink beer?”


    Boys who did not drink beer at this asion were extremely rare.


    Ji Zhiyao replied, “The juice is not bad, freshly squeezed, I’ll get a ss for you?”


    YiMao shook his head. “It’s okay.”


    Sitting on the sofa, YiMao could vaguely feel numerous looks from their surroundings. He turned and found that Ji Zhiyao was seated there, as if he hadn’t sensed anything, drinking his juice with his head bowed.


    YiMao mocked himself deep down, then questioned, “Why did you suddenly be a professional yer? When I saw the news from Mix’s official ount, I thought that I had seen wrong.”


    Hearing the questioning from his side, Ji Zhiyao finally reluctantly parted with the straw in the ss of fruit juice, replying, “Purely identally, I didn’t expect it back then either.”


    Yet YiMao became interested. “What happened, tell me about it?”


    “Just I got to know Captain previously when I was gaming, he dragged me into the pit.”


    After hisst line, he was suddenly reminded of the day when he had just woken up and Wen Heng was staring with a dumbfounded expression at him, saying that Mix official ount had just announced him as the jungler reserve... Thinking back, it seemed like a long time had passed since then.


    Ji Zhiyao could not help butugh a little.


    YiMao continued, “I heard the atmosphere of Mix battleteam is superb, things should be very interesting.”


    Ji Zhiyao nodded. “If the members of our team don’t spout obscenities for a day they will feel terrible all over, if they stopped being professional yers, someday they will end up asedians.”


    YiMao was speechless. This was quite different from what he had imagined.


    Both of them chatted for some time, Ji Zhiyao notified YiMao then stood up to go look for the washroom.


    When he came out from the cubicle, washed his hands and just stepped out of the washroom, he found two girls in lolita skirts, intercepting him with almost crying expressions.


    Ji Zhiyao lifted his head to nce at the sign in surprise and bewilderment.


    It was the male toilet, he had not entered the wrong ce.


    Both of the lolita girls were holding wine, between them, the one that was leaning against the wall was even holding two sses. She looked pitifully towards Ji Zhiyao, saying, “Older brother, are you IndefiniteFuture?”


    Goosebumps sprouted all over Ji Zhiyao’s body from her address, but in the corridor beside, people walking to and fro were all looking at them. It wasn’t very convenient for him to just take his leave. He could only nod his head replying, “May I help you?”


    The lolita leaning against the wall said miserably, “I am NanNan-chan, do you still remember me?”


    Ji Zhiyao remained silent. Who was this? Upon seeing Ji Zhiyao’s baffled expression, the lolita’s eyes turned even redder, almost crying as she said, “Do you really not remember me anymore?”


    Ji Zhiyao continued to be dumbfounded.


    The two lolitas exchanged eye contact, the other bit her lip and said to Ji Zhiyao, “Do you recall, previously you posted a Weibo status, which was a screenshot of your match with Fi-god and dissed NanNan-chan for a bit...”


    This girl was too euphemistic with her words, Ji Zhiyao thought for a really long time before he understood what they were on about.


    <i>So she was the dreamer blogger who was trying to use Fi-god to gain attention.</i>


    Ji Zhiyao’s eyes turned slightly colder as he leaned on the wall and smiled. “Then what do you guys mean by doing this right now?”


    NanNan-chan said softly, “I’m here to apologize. I was indeed at fault with the screenshot incident, I caused you to be misunderstood by others.”


    Ji Zhiyao totally did not expect that this girl would apologize right there, he coughed lightly and replied, “It’s all in the past, no need to bring it up anymore.”


    NanNan-chan continued to pursue hotly. “Does this mean you forgive me?”


    Ji Zhiyao frowned slightly. “Actually I can understand why you did that, there’s no forgiving or not that can be said about it.”


    It was nothing more than an influencer’s way of gaining attention, some influencers had even gone further than this.


    What’s more, at the bottom of this incident, even if it did, it would’ve affected Fi-god’s reputation, he was at most a passerby who spoke out the unfairness that he had chanced upon, what was there to apologize to him about?


    Nan Nan Jing did not seemed to have understood Ji Zhiyao’s impatience, raising the ss in her hand, looking woefully at Ji Zhiyao. “I toast to you with a ss of wine, if you’ve forgiven me, can you finish it? From now on, everything between us will be considered written off, I won’t try to use Fi-god or you for attention, you... you can also stop dissing me.”


    Ji Zhiyao’s face had almost turned blue. “... Drinking wine in front of the washroom door, do you not mind that there is a smell.”


    NanNan-chan and the girl were silent


    Ji Zhiyao seemed to have understood, if he did not drink this ss of wine, perhaps these two girls still had more waiting for him. They might trap him and talk about reasons while shopping, just thinking about it already made him feel like he was going bald.