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

After participating in the lottery of the spring competition, Song Rongtan went to accept a one-person interview with the official competition team.

The competition team was extremely efficient. By the end of the RTG evening training that day, the interview video had already been edited and sent to the official account.

Fang Huai had just returned to his dormitory after finishing work, but saw that in the team's WeChat group, Bibabu shared the video link, and attached a long string of "hahahahaha".

Fang Huai took a closer look and laughed.

The title of the video is very eye-catching - "Under the high pressure of Ring players, the "black fans" can't be defeated"! !

The video was only 5 minutes long, so Fang Huai clicked in.

The beginning of the article is some innocuous and ordinary questions, and suddenly, the barrage began to brush up "high energy ahead" in batches.

"The next question may be a little bit sharp." The interviewer said, "Every time the Ring players interviewed before, they said they would beat the team coached by Fang Huai. What about this year?"

Song Rongtan raised her eyebrows: "Are you doing something? You didn't tell me that there would be such a problem in advance."

"Can I tell you in advance that you can make up the answer?" The interviewer laughed.

Song Rongtan: "No, I want my coach not to sit here and listen. After all, hearing this kind of answer with your own ears should feel completely different from hearing it through a screen."

The interviewer showed great interest, and the barrage was occupied by "hahaha" for a while.

[Yong, Brother Ring!Talk bad about the coach in front of the coach! ]

[Only my concern is, why is Ring's one-person interview coach still following? ? ]

The interviewer asked again relentlessly, lest the world would not be chaotic.

In the interview camera, Song Rongtan's eyes were obviously turned to one side, he looked at Fang Huai who was sitting outside the camera, met his calm gaze,

"This year's goal is...to defeat everyone." Song Rongtan said seriously, with an unabated smile.

"Including our coach."

A series of barrage [NB! ] across the screen like an explosion.

Two seconds later, Fang Huai heard his own voice, with inhuman indifference: "Let's talk about it after we win the World Championship."

Song Rongtan raised his eyebrows, and his smile deepened.

The video stopped abruptly, and the official also typed a big word [Bull] at the end of the film, and finally wished all participating teams good results in the spring competition.

Fang Huai turned off the video and didn't look at the comment section again.After thinking about it, I opened the game client.

He hasn't played a matchmaking game for a long time. During the two years abroad, he only kept his hands in the training uniform, and had no intention of playing matchmaking or ranking.

But after returning to China, I don't know if it was Song Rongtan's repeated emphasis on "I want to beat you", or the 4v4 match that started by mistake, Fang Huai occasionally started to want to play a single match .

He logged into [Huai]'s account, and the (0/1) in the friend list prevented him from clicking in to take a closer look, and directly joined the queue for the singles match.

Because the next day was a working day, it took nearly 5 minutes for the system to match more than 90 players of the same rank.

[Square world number one enters the waiting area (98/100)]

Fang Huai squinted his eyes at the flashing reminder of the familiar English.

He was not the only one who noticed this, and soon, someone posted a series of question marks on the public screen.

[Half of my thunder points to you:? ?What the fuck did I see? ]

[A string of gibberish characters: Who the hell called Square or something?There are still fans of him these days? ]

[Three-year simulation: ... really, people stand in front of me, Yue. ]

Some passers-by couldn't bear to watch it, and said: [It's almost done, and those who see the ID and call the police are somewhat seriously ill. ]

[Half of my thunder is for you: Take it, you guys started dancing as soon as Fang Huai returned to China, right, get B. ]

[Square World No. [-]: Sick?Keep your mouth clean.Otherwise, I will kill you once I see you! ]

Fang Huai tightened his grip on the mouse, and he moved his camera to look around, trying to find a person with this id in the crowd.

On the public screen in the lower left corner, those people were still swearing nonsense, and their words became more and more dirty.

[Square No. [-] in the world: I haven’t been on the account for a year, why did the Diamond Bureau start throwing garbage? ]

[Square World No. [-]: Your father and I don’t change our name when we go, and we don’t change our surname when we sit. See you in the game, and I will give you free garbage sorting and destruction for the price of an acquaintance. ]

[Square is number one in the world: If you scold Square, I will kill one, and if you come to a pair, I will kill another. ]

[Huai: ... childish. ]

Fang Huai finally found the person with the arrogant id in the middle of the preparation hall, right-clicked to open his detailed information, and the words [Added as a friend] hung brightly in the friend information, which made his breathing stagnate, and his heart suddenly felt strange. miscellaneous.

As soon as he typed two words, the interface in front of him suddenly changed. The single-player round was full of 100 players, and the game began.

"……Hold."

In the team's dormitory next door, Song Rongtan slumped back into the chair, with his eyes tightly closed, and stretched out his hand to pinch his own person twice.

I shouldn't be posting on Weibo today, so good luck!

When he returned to the dormitory at night, he originally wanted to board the [ringring] trumpet to play a few games, but subconsciously lost the secret of this trumpet account that had been dusty for a long time.

Or just confess it.While waiting for the interface to load, Song Rongtan thought of more than a dozen ways to confess, but none of them felt appropriate. He was a little upset for a while, and thought he might as well fight first.

Who would have thought that when confronting someone, they would directly bump into the right owner!

Song Rongtan's mind was full of what he said just now, and Fang Huai's last sentence "childish".He could almost imagine that when Fang Huai said this, he probably frowned slightly in disgust, his voice and eyes were cold and distant.

Thank you for the invitation, three rooms and two halls have been picked out.

Even when she was pushed to the ground by EUP last season, Song Rongtan was never so dazed.His brain was in a mess, and the mouse hovered over the red cross in the upper right corner of the game several times.

The only clear thought is that this vest, he will never let it have a chance to see the light of day again.

Press to die, press to die directly!

Song Rongtan sat on the plane in a trance all the way, until the flight was at its peak, he was forced to be thrown off the plane alone, and the bgm Dou Sheng in his heart-"Little cabbage...the ground is yellow..."

Suddenly, gunshots sounded in the distance, and Song Rongtan snapped back to his senses.

...Forget it, the matter of the vest is not urgent for now, he will go and slaughter those Fang Huai's black fans first!

Because he was thrown on the map by the plane, when Song Rongtan landed, not only were there few people around him, but he also had almost no supplies to pick up. He had to run around on foot for a long time with a dagger in his hand. Then he found people, walked around quietly, and took a few people. head economy.

When he got the first head economy, his name also appeared in the kill column in the lower left corner, and immediately behind him was the kill announcement of [Huai].

Song Rongtan pursed her lips in embarrassment, and silently looked away.

When fighting from the edge of the map all the way to the center, Song Rongtan suddenly sensed that something was wrong, obviously he didn't shoot to reveal the location, but someone could always touch him, as if... a perspective hook was turned on.

Top professional players may be able to infer the opponent's approximate location from the opponent's movement habits, kill announcements, etc., but that is only limited to opponents who have a very thorough understanding, such as the group of people that his opponent Huai has brought.

In a passerby game where everyone is a stranger, especially in a diamond-ranked game, this 90.00% nine is a solid hammer.

Song Rongtan's expression became serious.Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, there was a sudden "ping hook" sound from the iron sheet at his feet-it was a pistol bullet that the enemy failed to hit him.

The "fairy" who was hanging up came after him.

"That's the black fan? You deserve to play TETD if you open it in the game?" Song Rongtan sneered, turned on Quantu Mai and cursed, then turned and ran up the stairs to the roof.

The door of the rooftop was kicked open by him, and 30 meters ahead, the muzzle of a gun pointed at him brightly made his pupils shrink suddenly.

"boom!"

The bullet tore through the air around his ear, swirling dully into the flesh of another.

[Huai used AW|P to kill three years of simulation]

Fang Huai killed the immortal who was following him.

Song Rongtan was stunned, but the mouth that had sprayed black powder just now seemed to be dead. A few seconds later, there was a faint sound of electric current caused by turning on the microphone in his ear.

Fang Huai retracted his gun, and said lightly, "I haven't seen you for so many years, are you good at it?"

Song Rongtan: "Brother Huai..." He suddenly felt his throat go dry, and he didn't know what to say.

Fang Huai interrupted: "Let's talk after we go out."

Song Rongtan hummed sullenly, the person who was barking his teeth and claws just now put away his thorns.

He was about to go downstairs when he turned his head and saw someone standing behind Fang Huai, raising his gun subconsciously.

"Don't hit your own family!!" The man yelled on the mic, "I'm a Square fan too! My family!"

"Brother, you are too fierce, and now you dare to hang out with your ID." The person whose ID is [船鸡本鸡] exaggerated.

"I haven't been online for a while, so my id hasn't been changed." Song Rongtan said.

Caiji Benji didn't care, and said excitedly: "Brother, let me tell you, this sniper brother is really strong! He is indeed a fan of our Fangshen!! You are also very strong. The boss and I just watched together You were chased by that perspective fairy, you can survive this, you are really awesome!"

Song Rongtan was stunned: "You saw me just now? Why didn't you save me?"

Fang Huai said coldly, "This is a singles match."

Song Rongtan shut up resentfully.

The three continued to fight guerrillas together, and the kill announcement in the lower left corner was almost contracted by the two of them.

"A year?" Fang Huai asked, "I'm quite proficient with guns."

Song Rongtan struggled for two seconds between hiding clumsiness and pretending to be a genius, and finally said: "I don't have an A, I just... just forgot the password of this account."

Vegetable Chicken Benji was puzzled: "Eh? Do you know each other? You two are really not professional players, how can you shoot a child while chatting!"

"I'm not." Fang Huai paused and asked, "Are you playing professionally?"

"I...I didn't." Song Rongtan hesitated and said.

Fang Huai lowered his eyes, and his voice could not tell the emotion: "...No wonder."

……

With the number of survivors displayed in the upper right corner gradually only "3" remains.Song Rongtan clenched and loosened his hands. Caiji Benji was accidentally hit by someone during the last transfer and quit the game. Now there are only two people around him and Fang Huai.

"Wait a minute... want to do a 4v4 together?" He hesitated, he asked.

[The poisonous mist eliminated Gougou for another second]

The number in the upper right corner changes to "2".

Fang Huai put away his gun.

"Not for now, let's talk about it when we have a chance, don't make an appointment." He said, "Aren't you going to class?"

Song Rongtan pretended to be stunned: "Oh yes...the spring competition is coming. I'm in class, I... have self-study until ten o'clock every night."

"So hardworking?" Fang Huai chuckled lightly, "Didn't you like studying before?"

Song Rongtan paused for a moment. He was used to making publicity in the professional league for the past two years, and he was about to become a reincarnation of a bully. He almost couldn't get back the cuteness that belonged to [Square World No. [-]] before in a short time.

After thinking about words for a while, he said: "I studied a favorite major, and in the third year of high school... I suddenly felt the joy of learning."

"Very good." Fang Huai said, "Don't play professionally."

The poisonous fog gradually approached, Song Rongtan squeezed Fang Huai to the center of the safety zone, and stood closer to the poisonous fog, his blood volume was about to bottom out.

Song Rongtan looked at the dwindling health bar, his heart was beating wildly with anxiety, he had hundreds of questions in his mind, and he almost stuttered: "Hui, Brother Huai... eh!!"

[Toxic Fog knocks out Square World No. [-]]

Fang Huai looked at the box on the ground that had been cut off before he finished speaking, and was puzzled.

He quit the game and clicked on the id that finally lit up in the friend list.

[Huai: What are you in a hurry for. ]

[Huai: Those who don’t know thought it was the last sentence on the dying day. ]

Song Rongtan slammed her head on the table and covered her face, feeling that she had completely humiliated all the face she had accumulated for more than a year since she became a professional.

The author has something to say:

Gouzi who is the captain of RTG: cool brother, black fan, dragging.

Be a dog across the network cable: Hanhan.