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Ji Zhiyao frowned.
They were within an inch of victory for this match.
Mo Huaifeng rotated his wrist. "Stop dozing, let's return to the waiting room for a break."
Heng yawned. "I'm dead tired. Wrong choice of champions for this match, we can't play like this for the next."
They entered the participants passageway as they chatted. Nearing the waiting room, Ji Zhiyao said, "You all go in first, I'm going to the washroom."
Mo Huaifeng replied, "Don't we have one in the waiting room?"
"I want to poop."
Hence Ji Zhiyao was jointly chased away by the four other people.
Ji Zhiyao made a few turns and came to the public washroom for participants set up by the gymnasium, then directly entered an empty cubicle, put down the toilet cover and sat on top.
He actually did not need the toilet and had come out for the sake of finding a spot to scroll Tieba and Weibo, to see what others were saying.
Reading Tieba and Weibo during competitions was something that both the stats analyzer and Mo