Mix base.
Five people sat adjoined, almost putting on all their ear-mics at the same time.
Nuo could not hold back a restless heart. Poking his head out from beside Mo Huaifeng, he shouted, "Big brother, how's the touch?"
Similarly, Ji Zhiyao grinningly shouted in reply across a human-sized partition. "Not bad, it's a better experience than all the cybercafes I've been to."
That seemed to be the last straw for the person in middle, as he lifted his hands and pressed down a head on either side while not forgetting to taunt at the same time. "Half-hearted, if you don't want to play, just leave. Letting either Xiaofei or Yuan Wei take your place would be better than having you two."
Despite being forcibly marked by the Captain with animosity, Ji Zhiyao remained in high spirits, locked in an assassin in purple, and then entered the match after waiting for the countdown to end.
