The cold beauty coach likes to be good [e-sports]

After losing to Song Rongtan, Quan Shangtai didn't call again, but Fang Huai exported the video of the two matches between Bibabu and Song Rongtan.

Since he tasted the sweetness of defeating EUP in the last training match, Bibab has been swelled up terribly recently, which is why Fang Huai didn't stop Bibab from provoking Quan Shangtai in the first place.

Don't reject the sparring partner who comes to your door for nothing.

Seeing the picture of himself being killed being played back on the projection screen, Bibabu tremblingly stretched out his hand and pinched him.

"The last seven rounds are still not enough to press the gun, and the range should be larger."

"No matter how fast the gun is raised after the rollover, why is the emergency stop of the fast moving sight so bad?"

"In the future, your evening training time will be extended by one hour, and you can train appropriately. Last week's plan will reach the target as soon as possible."

Fang Huai said no mercy.

"Think you beat Ring once and you're number one in the world?" After turning off Bibabu's game video, Fang Huai played the record from Song Rongtan's perspective instead.

"The biggest difference between you and Ring is not skill, but consciousness."

In the video, Song Rongtan and Quan Shangtai are lurking in the dark, waiting for the other to show their feet.

"The situation at that time was very unfavorable to Ring. The opponent was good at shooting at close range, and the weapon in his hand was also a heavy weapon that could kill with one blow from behind. At this time, the opponent could completely advance silently in the dark with his breath held. Ring Clever, he used a decoy grenade and solved the problem."

Decoy Hand | Mine throws don't do much damage when detonated, but mimic the sound of a gunshot.

Song Rongtan threw the baiter | Lei on the other side, making Quan Shangtai mistakenly think that it was him who fired the shot, thus exposing the position of the opponent who couldn't calm down.

Hearing Fang Huai's objective praise, Song Rongtan leaned back in the chair, without looking at anyone with lowered eyelids, but the corners of his mouth were turned up, revealing two canine teeth.

After finishing the review for Bibabu, Fang Huai packed up his things and went back to the coach's office. Bibabu sat downcastly on his seat, looked left and right, and finally pushed the chair under his feet and slid over, bumping into Song Rongtan's chair back.

Song Rongtan lazily raised his eyelids and looked at him.

After 2 minutes of mental construction, Bibabu said in a suffocated voice: "Captain, can you teach me?"

Song Rongtan: "Don't tell the world that you shot Ring in the head?"

Bibabu drooped: "...no."

Song Rongtan straightened up in satisfaction: "Okay, then I will teach you."

"Captain, who did you learn from?" Bibabu asked.

"Throw the bait hand|thunder?" Song Rongtan replied casually, "Follow the coach."

Bibabu's pupils trembled: "The coach gave you a small recipe??!"

Song Rongtan: "...is it possible, do you think?"

Bibabu looked at him suspiciously.

"When the coach was still a player, the Square sniper point was approached by the enemy. He threw a decoy grenade|mine behind him, and then threw his big one directly when the enemy was rushing to that position unsuspecting. Sniper, take a gun and shoot from the enemy's back..."

He smiled lightly: "Single kill four."

Bibabu was stunned for a moment: "Which game?"

When they first came into contact with the game, it was the year when Fang Huai won the single and team double championships in the World Championships. Even if he was not in the sniper position, Bibabu had paid close attention to the games of Fang Huai's CRC team.

"Forgot." Song Rongtan said, "You watch the games of the seniors more, maybe you will find it sometime."

Bibabu clenched his fists, remained silent for a while, and said firmly, "Okay."

Patting Bibabu on the shoulder, Song Rongtan manipulated the chair and slid back to the computer with a smile on his lips.

It's no wonder that Bibabu was able to find Fang Huai in the match...

That wasn't a scene in the main match at all, it was just one of Fang Huai's countless double rows with his trumpet.

"Some people say that snipers should not go deep into the enemy's camp. I think it's a bit rigid." Looking at the four kill announcements that popped up in the lower left corner of the screen, Fang Huai chuckled, "Who stipulates that snipers can't take trolls?"

"Ah Yuan, do you want to try using a sniper to attack the assault position? I'll teach you."

……

In a blink of an eye, the lottery for the regular season of the spring season came, and the "TETD" tournament organizing committee happened to be in S City, so every year in the offline lottery, several local teams in S City would have their coaches and players come together, and it was right to go out relax.

"Let Manager Zhang go." Fang Huai refused, "There's no need to take up training time because of this."

Manager Zhang showed embarrassment: "Coach Fang... It's not that I don't want to go. This time, Ring is going to be interviewed by the organizing committee. You know I can't hold him down..."

Fang Huai raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Manager Zhang indifferently: "I didn't come to RTG to look after children." Song Rongtan may seem a little out of touch at ordinary times, but he never loses track in business matters. Shang Huai is very clear.

"This..." Manager Zhang was in a dilemma.

Song Rongtan was listening, and suddenly kicked Bibabu's chair lightly, and gave him a wink.

Bibabu was stunned for a moment before he understood what the captain meant, and immediately stood up and said, "Hey coach! You have to go! Do you know what the teams in S city think of every time they draw lots? They think of it as a show off! !"

Fang Huai tilted his head.

"The real coach, don't believe me, it's a rotten problem that only happened in the past two years... Every time, he will show off with the team's newly transferred and most expensive players this season." Bibabu exaggerated, "As soon as you go, you will absolutely crush the audience!"

Fang Huai frowned, looked at Song Rongtan: "Really?"

Song Rongtan said calmly, "Yes, really."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll embarrass you in front of so many people?" Fang Huai asked.

Song Rongtan raised his eyebrows: "Everyone depends on their ability."

Fang Huai smiled imperceptibly: "What time."

Song Rongtan's eyes lit up: "Depart in two hours!"

"Okay." Fang Huai lowered his head and wrote two lines on the paper, tore it off and handed it to Song Rongtan. There were two dauntingly difficult training items on it.

"Before departure, these two items meet the standards. I can go with you." Fang Huai raised his watch to face him, and said calmly, "You still have one hour and 59 minutes."

"..." Song Rongtan took a deep breath, glanced at Fang Huai again, grabbed the note and jumped back to his seat, without hesitation to activate the training suit.

Fang Huai closed his notebook and got up, silently chuckling.

Two hours later, Song Rongtan finished the devil's training in the last minute. Before he could change his clothes, he knocked on the door of the coach's office while wearing his team uniform.

"Go in by yourself." Fang Huai's voice came out, Song Rongtan pushed the door, but stayed where he was.

Fang Huai stood sideways behind the desk, his white shirt was not wrinkled at all, and the hem extended into the waistband of the suit trousers tied by the belt. He lifted his chin slightly proudly, holding the tie flexibly under the Adam's apple with his cold jade-like hand, One last hand on the tie knot.

Song Rongtan blushed, and turned his head suddenly to look away. His heart seemed to be beating against his reason. He coughed uncomfortably, fearing that the sound of an uncontrollable heartbeat would spread in the quiet office.

Fang Huai turned to look at him when he heard the sound, and his eyes were on the somewhat abnormal captain.

"Is this what you wear?" He frowned slightly.

Song Rongtan's voice was dry: "Then I'll go back and change into a suit."

"Ring." Fang Huai said coldly, "It's less than ten degrees outside today."

……Hold.Song Rongtan closed her eyes, only then did she realize that Fang Huai was referring to her wearing too little clothes, and secretly scolded herself for being an idiot.

On the surface, he still said indifferently: "I am very angry."

"It's up to you." Fang Huai looked away, picked up the overcoat that was draped over the back of the chair, put it on, and walked straight out after passing Song Rongtan.

Behind him, Song Rongtan breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his hair and followed.

"Why did the coach change into the formal clothes in advance?" The two got into the car, Song Rongtan tried to strike up a conversation, "So you are sure I can finish it on time?"

"If you can't finish it, I'll go by myself." Fang Huai leaned back in his chair and looked out the window. "You're right. I've been away for so long, so I should show my face."

Song Rongtan paused, then chuckled.

Fang Huai looked back at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Song Rongtan: "It's okay."

How dare he say it, a bgm sounded in his mind just now, and a few big characters flashed——

"The three-year period has come."

The author has something to say:

Gouzi: I'm angry. (It means that if you have a nosebleed in a while, you will have an excuse)