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

Song Rongtan was stunned for a moment when he heard what he said, Fang Huai's light words shattered his original confidence in asking the teacher for his crimes.

Fang Huai retracted his eyes and took off the frame, reached out and rubbed the center of his brows, and smiled helplessly: "Why on earth are you called a thorn... I don't have a temper, even my fans three years ago dared not say it .You have a better temper."

This was the first time Song Rongtan saw Fang Huai without glasses. Without the cover of the lens, Fang Huai's eyes seemed to lose a sense of unattainable distance.

He closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes were thick and long, and the ends of his eyes were even a little raised, but he was not mean, just like...

Just like the entrance of sake, the sweetness after the spicy.

Song Rongtan pursed her lips.

"Is it meaningful to be angry with them?" Fang Huai didn't notice his eyes that seemed to be stuck, and said while wiping his glasses, "Craz, as a superficial 'victim', will always stand on the moral high ground. And for For me, 'I didn't' is the weakest of arguments."

"Only victory is eternal." After finishing speaking, Fang Huai put on his glasses again and stood up, but met Song Rongtan's disappointed gaze, and asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Song Rongtan's eyes wandered over his frame for two seconds, then he retracted his eyes and followed Fang Huai to get off the car, saying, "I will always win."

Fang Huai smiled lightly, but did not comment.

The two were silent all the way, but they walked side by side to the door of the coach's office, standing outside the door, Song Rongtan suddenly said: "By the way, I just saw Quan Shangtai take your rhythm on Twitter, and use you to mock the domestic competition. The manager said it would be best to respond."

Fang Huai: "I don't have Twitter."

Song Rongtan looked over in disbelief: "Are you not socializing abroad?"

Fang Huai frowned: "Is it necessary?"

Song Rongtan was silent: "Then I will reply."

"Anything you want." Fang Huai nodded, "You can tell him that I won't take the left team with me a second time."

Fang Huai's fame is not only because he can lead four championship teams in a short period of time, but also because of his eccentric habit of changing teams every six months.A reporter once asked him why during an interview, and Fang Huai's answer was that he only brought the strongest and most potential teams.

Song Rongtan paused for a moment, then suddenly said: "RTG will always be the strongest...at least during my service."

Fang Huai looked up at him: "Have you seen my interview?"

"……Um."

"Then you should know that what the interview said may not be true." Fang Huai glanced at his watch and said, "But it's true that you were late for the evening training."

Song Rongtan: "..." Then I go?

Fang Huai's intention of chasing customers was already very obvious, and Song Rongtan couldn't stay any longer. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a half-drunk box of instant rice cereal on Fang Huai's table.

"The coach will give me some food." He pointed to the rice paste and said, "I've been talking to you all the time, and I didn't even have time to eat."

"...Enter the training room after eating." Fang Huai threw him a bag, and Song Rongtan took another bag with a smile. Back and forth, a golden head poked out from the door.

"Is the coach free to double row at night? Get some traffic."

Fang Huai's patience was exhausted, and he turned cold: "Are you going to be a target for your fans? You are really talented when you are a black fan."

Song Rongtan smiled, and disappeared from Fang Huai's sight before Fang Huai could do anything.

In the training room, Song Rongtan finished the training before the end of the evening training and started the live broadcast.

[Dog! ! ! ! ]

[Gouzi, you are so fucking handsome today! ]

[Did your coach add chicken legs to your dinner hahahaha]

"No." Song Rongtan held up the half cup of cold rice cereal in his hand, "Give me two bags of instant rice cereal."

[Grass, what a miserable dog. ]

[What is Gouzi playing in the live broadcast today! ]

Song Rongtan: "I won't play games today... I'm talking about it." While chatting with Danmaku, he opened Twitter.

[...It can't be the one I thought. ]

[Are you going to scold Kwon Sang Tae? ? ]

[Fuck, calm down, dog.Why are you so angry that you are crowned as Lan Yan!I admit that your coach is very handsome but]

"What's so blue...I'm the captain, do you understand? Captain." Song Rongtan laughed.

He quickly found the speech that Quan Shangtai made after the afternoon game with Fang Huai's big rhythm.

[GG-QST: I heard that our coach Fang was scolded again in their country. As expected, what you said back then, the C country division is really a bunch of laggards... I'm sorry for my previous doubts.The coach can consider returning to GG, we still have vacancies for assistant coaches. ]

The K mandarin on the interface made the audience in the live broadcast look confused. Then, Song Rongtan downloaded a K mandarin input method, and he just tapped on the keyboard.

[…?Gouzi can speak K language? ]

[I only know that Gouzi speaks good English, why the hell can you speak K national dialect! ]

"I learned it before." Song Rongtan said vaguely.

After learning that Fang Huai had joined the GG team in country K as a coach, Song Rongtan immediately began to study the K language, and worked hard for half a year with the goal of entering GG, but Fang Huai's contract expired and went to Germany.Half a year later, when Song Rongtan had only learned a little German, Fang Huai went to England again.

At that time, Song Rongtan only felt like a dog being walked. He walked around in a circle, but finally found nothing.

[So what exactly is Gouzi replying?Is there any brother who is professional in K Mandarin to translate it! ]

[Let me see! ]

[Gouzi said: You are defeated, who is holding you back? Square has been away from GG for more than a year, who coach do you call?Don't you have your own trainer? ]

[Why are these words familiar, I seem to have heard them somewhere]

[Isn't he just—don't you have your own wives? ]

[ah?Things are going in a strange direction]

[Although, Fang Huai really...maybe you can search for him when he was playing professionally three years ago without glasses]

Seeing this barrage from the corner of the eye, Song Rongtan's heart skipped a beat, and he uncontrollably recalled the scene he saw in the car in the evening.

Without the cover of the lens, the setting sun cast a layer of gold powder on Fang Huai's eyelashes. The warm orange light seemed to melt the snow, and he did slightly raise the corners of his mouth.

Song Rongtan looked away from the bullet screen, smiled over his head, and ignored the "You are not right" on the bullet screen, and just chatted with other bullet screens.He didn't notice a person walking in from the door in the camera, and slowly stood behind him.

[……Grass]

[Gouzi, behind you...]

Fang Huai glanced down at the cold rice porridge on his table, and said lightly:

"Song Rongtan violated team rules by eating in the training room, and doubled the last five trainings."

He turned his head abruptly, but only saw Fang Huai's back as he turned and left.

"Hey!" Song Rongtan got up in a hurry, then turned back and took the rice cereal, the culprit who doubled his training, and chased after him.

"You gave it to me." He shook the rice paste, "We are accomplices."

"I told you to finish your drink before going in." Fang Huai just glanced at him indifferently: "obey the team rules."

Song Rongtan was wrong, he had never suffered such a big grievance in RTG stabbing, so he could only toast in dismay.

Fang Huai: "Go to the kitchen to heat up before drinking."

Then he saw the young man in front of him smiling, like a big golden retriever who was wet from the rain came home, was wrapped in a blanket and dried, and then shook his hair happily.

... so cute.

Fang Huai looked away and returned to the coach's office. He felt a rare feeling of lightness. He suddenly understood why so many people like to go to cat cafes and dog cafes.

At one o'clock in the morning, Fang Huai ended the replay of today's game, and turned on the computer monitoring in the training room next door. Only Song Rongtan's one was still on - he was still training, and there was even an undisguised sound coming from the earphones. yawn.

After two seconds of silence, Fang Huai got up, found coffee from the cabinet, and rushed it.

In the training room, Song Rongtan was still fighting wits and courage with doubled training tasks.

It has to be said that even if Fang Huai's simple and rough training doubled, it was very targeted.

Every time he chooses the weaker ones in the training plan, or the ones that are helpful to the tactics being practiced.

Of course, it is also the most painful items for the players to complete.

After almost succeeding again, Song Rongtan couldn't help but yawned again, and suddenly the aroma of coffee poured into his nose.

He woke up instantly.

"Drink less." Fang Huai gently put the cup by his hand.Song Rongtan took a look and found that there was only half a cup, and he could finish it in two bites.

Fang Huai found a chair and sat down: "See what I do? Continue training after drinking. Do you want to stay up all night?"

Song Rongtan picked up the cup and took a sip. The temperature was a bit hot, but it didn't affect him thinking that this was the best coffee he had ever had.

"Isn't the coach going back to rest?" he asked.

Fang Huai said lightly, "Isn't it an accomplice?"

Song Rongtan smiled.

The training room became quiet again, and the air was filled with the aroma of coffee. Song Rongtan secretly took a deep breath from time to time, and occasionally Fang Huai's voice reminded him to correct. The heavy and drooping eyelids are now full of energy to welcome the training after repeated defeats.

"Completed!" Song Rongtan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the penultimate task was also ticked on the training monitoring system, and stretched his shoulders and neck.

"Afterwards, it's all mechanical response training, so the coach doesn't need to stare at it, right?" he said.

Fang Huai was noncommittal, got up and left, but just sat behind Song Rongtan in the empty seat in the corner opposite him, the screen was fluorescently lit up, and Fang Huai also turned on TETD.

Song Rongtan's training slowed down significantly, and he couldn't help but secretly peeked at Fang Huai through the cover in the middle.

He probably wanted to play the game after a long time, and clicked on his friend list, but there was only a gray profile picture in it. After closing it, Fang Huai was stunned for a long time on the group selection option, and finally clicked nothing, Xiang Then he leaned closer to the back of the chair, not knowing whether he was taking a nap with his eyes closed, or staring at the screen in a daze.

The dim light of the screen outlined a cold halo around him, he was quiet as usual, but he showed a different emotion from the daytime.

Song Rongtan thought of what Fang Huai had told him before, "no social interaction is necessary", and his heart skipped a beat.

How can there be someone who doesn't need to socialize at all... Even a lonely person will have the idea of ​​wanting to talk to someone for a moment.

He saw Fang Huai move the mouse again, scrolling across the group and friends list.

Song Rongtan also came into contact with the game of TETD because of his classmate Amway. Before he met Fang Huai in the game, he often invited friends to make arrangements with everyone.

Maybe some friends are really good at it, but the non-malicious mutual hatred between friends has also become a strong stroke in his initial game memory.

The game is certainly attractive, but if there were only single-player matches, TETD would not have become a phenomenal online game like it is now.

He once thought that Fang Huai obviously has professional-level teammates, but why every time he plays games in private, he still goes to the trumpet to find him...

Now he has found the answer, maybe he is the one in Fang Huai's heart, the friend who wants to arrange together even though he cooks food.

Song Rongtan's nose was a little sore, she secretly closed the window of the training suit, and boarded her own trumpet.

On Fang Huai's screen, the only line in the friend list suddenly lit up.

[Square number one in the world: Brother Huai!What a coincidence, are you here?Are you playing games? ]

After a while, Song Rongtan heard Fang Huai's light smile.

[Huai: Hit. ]

The author has something to say:

Gouzi outside: I am number one in the world! !

Gouzi in front of Brother Huai: I'm good at cooking, Brother Huai takes me!

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Edited the first two chapters!But it doesn't affect the plot of the following text!