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

In the following days, everyone in RTG was forced to watch Captain Dog Licking for a whole week.

"Hungry? Thirsty? Shoulder pain? Eyes tired?"

Fang Huai threw him a new training plan unbearably disturbed.

Song Rongtan took it over and looked around, then smiled: "I finished this part during my extra training last night."

Fang Huai frowned: "Double. Today..."

He suddenly paused, clicked on the training software on the computer, and looked at Song Rongtan's recent training items.

Others basically have about twenty articles every day, Song Rongtan is twice as many as others, and one person can take up an entire page.Most of the completions marked later are 100%, and occasionally more than 90, they will be picked out by him alone, and he will train them to 100%.

"Don't your hands hurt recently?" Fang Huai asked.

Song Rongtan bent his eyes: "I'm young."

Fang Huai raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly.

Song Rongtan patched: "I didn't mean to say that everyone here is old. I have good physical fitness."

"Okay, I'll give you half a day off today." Fang Huai selected Song Rongtan's original training plan for the day and deleted it with one click.

"The game is coming soon, where can I go? Or..." Song Rongtan leaned against his desk, like a thorny school bully who lures good students to skip class.

Fang Huai said with a big head, "It's up to you, don't dawdle in front of my eyes."

Song Rongtan drooped: "Then I'll go to the live broadcast... This month seems to be a long time away."

Ever since he knew that Fang Huai had signed a one-year contract with RTG, and his personality as a poor and inspirational young man had collapsed, Song Rongtan used all the time of the previous live broadcast for training, and went to Fang Huai to check his existence feel.

It's already halfway through May, and there is still a big duck egg hanging on the length of his live broadcast.

Soon, Song Rongtan's fans who had been alone in the live broadcast room for half a month, waited for him to start the broadcast very suddenly on this ordinary morning.

"Morning." Song Rongtan adjusted the camera, including Fang Huai who was sitting behind him in the lower left corner of the video frame.

[Is the one in the back Coach Fang? ]

[Hiss this side face...]

[Hey, what are you blocking!Isn't it brother! ! ]

Song Rongtan casually dragged a picture of the sponsor's new product and covered it in the lower left corner of the camera screen.

He himself can still see Fang Huai's actions through the camera, but the audience can only see...a pair of headphones.

"Isn't this an advertisement for sponsors?" Song Rongtan said.

[Bah, I believe you a ghost.Don't think we can't see it, you didn't let Bibabu and the others hug the coach after the game was over two days ago.Are you a school chicken? ? ]

[Why is there no live broadcast suddenly this month?I thought it was to prepare for a match against GR, but after so many days of the match, I didn’t see you broadcasting. ]

Song Rongtan: "There is still a solo competition. Didn't the interview say that we need to prepare for the competition?"

"Why did it suddenly broadcast today... because the coach gave me a vacation."

"Yes, only I am on vacation."

"Ask me why...? Don't you know? Good students always have some privileges."

He suddenly heard Fang Huai smile, held back without looking back, and coughed lightly.

"I want to see the operation...I have a rest today, no operation. I can do it all the time."

[River presented a sunbath to the host]

Song Rongtan looked at this ID and was a little surprised.

[Wow!Boss Xiaohe! ! ]

[Long time no see! ]

[The leader of the list? ! ]

[It's not just the list! ]

[I'm new here, does anyone have a popular science? ]

Song Rongtan smiled and said, "Let me introduce you, Boss River, I'm the master of the studio."

[Boss River!In the days without you, Gouzi Live will just take the head in a mediocre way! ]

[What the hell is the difference between this and watching a game! (pretending to be disgusted)]

[The offseason is coming soon, Boss River, come and play more during the offseason! ]

[River: ok. ]

Song Rongtan looked at River's message and touched his chin.

River only came to his live broadcast room during the offseason of the Spring Split last year. At that time, with the aura of winning the singles championship just after entering the professional circle, he gained a lot of fans, and River was one of them.

On the first day he came, he swiped the most expensive gift with a first-level fan card, and left a message-"I want to see the anchor win the first place in the singles without using a secondary weapon."

Song Rongtan's desire to win was immediately aroused, and the live broadcast effect that day was surprisingly good.

Later, when River was away, some viewers in his live broadcast room would put forward various ideas for reorganization, but he basically paid little attention to them.

This also caused River to become the only officially certified boss who is officially certified by the audience.

In fact, it was because most of the other viewers put forward tricky ideas like turning on a voice changer, but River was different.

Most of his opinions were outlandish.For example, finish a single match with only a dagger and win the championship...

Song Rongtan didn't realize anything at first.

Until a certain game, he was imprisoned.The magazine has been emptied, but the enemy is close at hand - the sound of changing the magazine will immediately reveal his position.

In the end, he counter-killed the enemy with the sprayer with his dagger too skillfully.

During the replay after the game, he suddenly realized that all the tricks proposed by the owner of the live broadcast room named River had invisibly improved his abilities, and he even knew him better than the coach of RTG.

After that, he paid more attention to this boss, and gradually discovered that he had a deep understanding of the game, at least at the level of a professional player.

He finally sent a private message to River to inquire, but he didn't get any reply. The other party didn't look like a fan at all.

Song Rongtan didn't ask any more hastily, but kept guessing River's identity in his heart.

Until the little bald head was recruited back to RTG from the foreign youth training, one time he saw the little bald head was also live broadcasting, and did a job that was very similar to River's style.

"Who taught you?" Song Rongtan asked.

The little bald head replied very seriously: "I learned it from Director Fang during the youth training. It's fun to teach."

He froze suddenly.

Afterwards, Song Rongtan always wanted to take advantage of River's boss to ask something side-by-side, or to see Fang Huai's movements, but the other party hadn't shown up since the Spring Split.

[River presented a sunbath message to the anchor, try to direct passers-by in four rows today? ]

[Boss River's job is late but arrived! ! ]

[The good guy has to be the boss of River in terms of the whole job! ]

Song Rongtan glanced at the lower left corner of the camera, and saw Fang Huai holding the phone.

He smiled: "Boss River doesn't want to watch some pistol singles competition today?"

In the camera, Fang Huai is typing on the phone.

[River: You will not be allowed to operate during the holiday. ]

Song Rongtan chuckled: "So considerate. Thank you boss."

[Da... Gouzi, please, don't laugh like that.I blushed on the fucking subway. ]

[Hiss, hiss.I fucking don't know who to envy now? ]

Seeing this barrage, Song Rongtan lowered his eyelids and looked at Fang Huai—the indifferent young man was indifferent and even put down his phone.

"Where is that exaggeration..." He murmured in a low voice.

Obviously some people didn't react at all.

Song Rongtan tilted his chin with the back of his hand, and said, "Direct the four rows of passers-by...Then I'll catch three viewers of the same rank in the live broadcast room? What if others don't listen to me?"

"Boss River, do you want to get in the car?" He paid attention to Fang Huai's movements in the screen.

Fang Huai paused while typing on the keyboard, turned his head to look at the back of Song Rongtan's head, frowned slightly, but still picked up the phone to reply.

[River: No, still working. ]

——As expected it was him.

"Fishing at work? Do you like watching my live broadcast so much?" Song Rongtan looked at the people in the screen and couldn't help laughing twice. After a long while, he stretched out his hand to rub the tip of his nose, and coughed lightly to control his laughter.

"Damn it, Song Rongtan, are you f*cking fans?!" Bibabu, who had been listening for a long time, finally couldn't help it, and vehemently complained, "Be yourself!!"

[Hahahahaha I fucking laugh out loud]

[Bibab, so good at talking and dare to talk about a man]

[To be honest, the amount of presents from Boss River is not too much, right? ]

[ah?This is not good...]

[Hahahaha, don’t mislead passers-by, laugh to death. ]

[I did ask for WeChat, Gouzi asked for it on my own initiative, but the owner of River refused indifferently, shit! ]

Song Rongtan clicked his tongue: "No..." He stopped talking.After thinking for a while, he still vaguely changed the subject.

He wondered if Fang Huai would mind his account being exposed.

And... I don't know how to refute it.

Using the lottery system to randomly select three diamond tier viewers, Song Rongtan entered the game with his [ringring] trumpet.

Not long after, Fang Huai finished his work, got up and walked towards Song Rongtan.

The picture that was originally placed in Fang Huai's position lost its blocking effect, and Song Rongtan subconsciously scrambled to cover the camera.

[? ? ? ]

[What the fuck are you doing?Like a little idol whose relationship has been exposed? ]

[Let me see!let me see! ! ]

[Gan!Song Rongtan!Stinky dog!Let me see what happened to my husband! ]

Fang Huai slightly raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, but he looked at Song Rongtan with the meaning of "explain it" in his eyes.

Song Rongtan paused for a moment, and said, "I don't want bullet screens to brag about others in my live broadcast room."

"The anchor glass heart, the coach is so good-looking, please understand."

Fang Huai: "?"

Song Rongtan looked up at him with a casual smile, but Fang Huai saw a hint of flattery.

"... Childish." With a light chuckle, Fang Huai pulled a chair and sat down beside him, "I'll hit you."

Song Rongtan was slightly taken aback.

"What are you looking at me for?" Fang Huai raised his eyes, his eyes were still faint, but there was still a lingering smile on his lips.

"Small cooking, extra-curricular tutoring. Don't want to?"

"Damn! I want to too!!" Bibabu shouted while training with tears in his eyes.

Song Rongtan sat up straight and went back: "Competition class, why are you here? You scumbag!"

He turned his head to look at Fang Huai, his eyes were restrained, but he still revealed emotions that he couldn't hide: "Is it okay to broadcast live?"

Fang Huai leaned back into the chair, nodded lightly, and joked along with his analogy: "Open class."

[Song Rongtan!You have the ability to start a live broadcast, and you have the ability to straighten the camera! ]

[rwkk Coach Fang! ! ]

Song Rongtan refused to enter: "I haven't paid the appearance fee, I can't afford it."

Fang Huai remained calm and seemed to be really focused on watching the battle situation on the field, but the fingertips on the back of his hand were constantly tapping, revealing his chaotic mood.

"Focus." The pen in his hand tapped the table, and Song Rongtan hummed.

Ten minutes later, the barrage that originally shouted [I want to see handsome guys] and [Dogs don’t behave] gradually changed their style.

[We are playing a game...? ]

[How can I not understand what they are talking about. ]

[Pure passer-by, just entered the live broadcast room, is this an advanced mathematics class?Why is it exactly the same as listening to the heavenly scriptures. ]

[Hello students, this is the Command Department of the First Military Academy, Advanced Strategic Analysis and Application Class. ]

[If you win again... is it outrageous? ! ]

At the end of the morning training, Song Rongtan led the three viewers in the live broadcast room to score five points in a row almost only by talking.

[Damn it, I learned it hard!Look at it, you can't learn it!Oh shit. ]

[When will there be a next time for this kind of top score event! ]

[Coach Fang! !I beg you!Start the live broadcast! ! ]

"He's gone, so I can't hear you." Song Rongtan raised his eyebrows, "It's time to eat. Our coach has always eaten on time."

Fang Huai heard it at the door and was noncommittal.

[So self-disciplined, woo woo, that's amazing]

[People who are often busy because they are just too lazy to eat suddenly feel a little guilty]

Song Rongtan picked out a few retellings, and his tone implied deep meaning: "Coach, they praise you for the regularity of your life."

"...Understood." In fact, Fang Huai, who was urged by Song Rongtan to eat, rubbed his brows, didn't stay any longer, and "self-disciplined" went downstairs to eat a still hot lunch.

Song Rongtan raised the corners of his mouth: "Okay, the broadcast is on."

"See you tomorrow in the singles competition."

[Gouzi, are you serious about breaking the Square record? ]

[We thought you had a bad relationship with your coach... Fortunately, today, you two get along well. ]

[Be bold, love each other/doge]

[How did Coach Fang react when you said that? ]

"Of course I'm serious about breaking the record." Song Rongtan smiled, "Are you asking the coach..."

He stared blankly for two seconds before raising his eyes to look at the camera with a deep expression on his face.

"He said that if the youth is strong, the country is strong, and the burden of saving the competition area will eventually be entrusted to—"

"I never said that." Fang Huai went and came back, standing behind him and raising his eyebrows.

"Close the live broadcast and go downstairs, and the burden of serving the food will be handed over to you."

[grass, this 23333]

[Brothers, scratch the ground for Gouzi's toes. ]

[It's very similar to me when my mother pushed the door in and grabbed my bag to do my homework when I was playing a princess in a towel. ]

[And after shouting "Taro!" with the Ultraman Transformer, my dad snatched me away to wash the dishes :)]

The author has something to say:

Gouzi: Do you believe in light? (deep.jpg)

Brother Huai: Let's go downstairs for dinner.

Gouzi: QWQ (Pitdianpidian)

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Let's have a quiz with prizes!

In the next chapter, Gouzi will play alone. If he breaks Brother Huai’s record, Gouzi will:

A. The dog cries

B. The dog pulls

C. The dog is obedient

Brother Huai: I'm so annoying, don't come here. (Bushi