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

Da Zhong became the new object of attention of the two powerful people in the team.

During training, Fang Huai's rest reminder would pop up on his screen every hour. After the evening training, Song Rongtan would also supervise him to go to the team doctor on time for training.

The three of them hid the fact that Da Zhong was injured very well. Even Ah Mai, who was sleeping with Da Zhong, only thought that Da Zhong was on the phone with his girlfriend after the recent evening training.

"How's the hand of the clock?" Fang Huai called the team doctor again.

The team doctor sighed: "I said last time, it's best to cultivate...but he really insisted."

Song Rongtan asked: "Have you read the plan given to you by the German doctor two days ago?"

The team doctor said: "I talked to that doctor, conservative treatment is indeed the best plan. But because there is no way to recuperate, we can't guarantee that he will be in a stable condition..."

"It's just a time bomb." Song Rongtan said.

The team doctor hummed.

"I see...it's been hard work." Fang Huai hung up the phone with downcast eyes.

The office fell into silence. Song Rongtan sat on the sofa opposite Fang Huai and rubbed his hair.

"RTG doesn't have a substitute sniper." Fang Huai said suddenly.

Song Rongtan smiled: "You want to come?"

"...I'm talking about business." Fang Huai's voice was cold.

Song Rongtan raised his hand in a gesture of surrender, and muttered, "What I'm talking about is also a serious solution..."

Fang Huai ignored him, flipping through the files he had sorted out, frowning.

"Actually, there is another way. Let the little bald head be the first sub-attack, and Bibabu be the main assault." Song Rongtan said.

Fang Huai frowned: "Don't tell me you are a substitute sniper."

Song Rongtan nodded, with a look of "Can't you do it?"

Fang Huai also saw that he was joking to adjust the atmosphere. Rationally, he should reprimand him with a cold face, but he still smiled lightly.

"Forget it." He said, "You get [-] points as an assaulter, but you can only hit [-] or [-] points as a sniper."

Song Rongtan misunderstood the point of his words: "Am I [-]%?" He repeated it, his body that was originally idly leaning on the sofa leaned forward, showing an expectant expression.

Fang Huai paused, then added in a cold voice: "The full score is one thousand."

Song Rongtan was still smiling, with his own confidence hanging from the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Then I also have the highest score." He said.

Fang Huai did not refute, but smiled very lightly, and looked down at the information again.

He has led the international youth training camp, but the outstanding players from the international youth training usually enter the first-line team directly like the little bald head, and the snipers who have entered Fang Huai's eyes are all still under contract without exception.

The only one whose contract is about to expire...is a foreign aid player from the European Division, with outstanding personal strength, who first served in——

CRC.

Song Rongtan saw through Fang Huai's thoughts at a glance: "You want the sniper from CRC?"

Fang Huai nodded: "He is the best choice right now."

In fact, the manager of RTG had already contacted CRC yesterday, but there was no positive answer, only that he asked to meet with coach Fang Huai face to face.

As for the past between Fang Huai and CRC, although everyone is not clear about the details, it is well known that he and CRC are at odds.

CRC is throwing a grand banquet, anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

The manager gave Fang Huai the choice.

If there is another choice, Fang Huai is determined not to have anything to do with CRC.

"Tomorrow afternoon, I'll go to CRC." Finally, Fang Huai said, "You watch the training."

"Are you going by yourself?" Song Rongtan asked.

Fang Huai: "With the manager."

Song Rongtan thought for a while and said, "The manager is on a business trip tomorrow."

Fang Huai frowned slightly.

"I'll be with you." Song Rongtan smiled, "Anyway, I'm going to bring an administrative staff from RTG. I'm a shareholder of RTG, so that's fine."

"..." Knowing that he was making a pretentious excuse, Fang Huai still couldn't find a reason to refute it.

After a pause, Fang Huai compromised: "Remember to make up for training."

Song Rongtan made an OK gesture.

After the lunch break at noon the next day, Bibabu, who was rubbing his eyes, staggered out of the dormitory door, but was startled by Song Rongtan, who seemed to be a different person in front of him, and took a step back.

"Damn it! You fucking dressed like this to get married??" Bibabu blurted out.

Song Rongtan, who was dressed in a suit, raised his eyebrows calmly, imitating the domineering president in the TV series by ten percent.

Before Bibabu could speak, he saw Fang Huai's door opened again. Fang Huai also wore a shirt and trousers—although this was what their coach usually wore.

But two people who were suspected of being in a relationship suddenly appeared in suits and leather shoes, and they were about to escape training and go out, so Bibabu had to think more.

He looked down at his phone.

...Oh, on weekends, the Civil Affairs Bureau is closed.

That's fine.

Bibabu scratched his head: "Coach, are you going out?"

Fang Huai nodded, turned his head to see Song Rongtan's appearance, and frowned.

"...do you know what month it is?" he asked.

It was already early summer in mid-June, and today was a sunny day with bright sunshine. In addition, they went out at the hottest time of the day, and the temperature outside was almost over 30 degrees.

Song Rongtan, on the other hand, was wearing a full suit, which was still buttoned tightly.

But in all fairness, Song Rongtan is really suitable for suits.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, all the beautiful lines that are usually casually placed under the loose team uniform are outlined by the pure black suit fabric.

The muscles carried the strength contained in the male body, which swallowed up his usual unruly youthful feeling, but left a bit of publicity.

Song Rongtan turned sideways and stared straight at Fang Huai with his usual casual eyebrows and eyes. His pupils, which were not dark at all, shone brightly in the sun, like the reflection on the edge of a knife.

He stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice, "I am a shareholder of RTG, Song Rongtan."

"..." Fang Huai looked away, paused for a moment before speaking, with a smile in his voice:

"Mr. Shareholder, do you wear a suit but no tie?"

It was only then that Bibabu realized what was wrong with Song Rongtan's body - he even had his cuff buttons on, but his white shirt was empty around the neck.

Song Rongtan's newly stretched figure was punctured by Fang Huai's words of suppressing a smile, and it disappeared in an instant.

"I don't have a tie," he said confidently.

Fang Huai said, "Then go back and change your clothes."

Song Rongtan reluctantly said, "I am a shareholder of RTG today." I will support you.

Fang Huai finally raised his head, but looked at him like a fool.

"It's more than 30 degrees outside." He said, "You should at least take off your coat and go quickly."

Song Rongtan raised his sleeves to admire his new attire, reluctantly.

Fang Huai was silent for a while, then said, "I want a tie to pick one from me."

Song Rongtan felt like a bell dinged in his heart, accompanied by a voice broadcast of "Planning!"

But he still maintained a calm expression on his face, pretending to think for a few seconds, before agreeing in Fang Huai's eyes that were about to run out of patience.

"What are you doing standing there? Go to training." He turned his head and looked at Bibabu who was still standing there in surprise.

Bibabu:?

He was about to open his mouth, when he suddenly remembered what he saw in the forum, "to create a space for the boss to be alone", he immediately turned his expression away, and walked away happily.

Even taking advantage of Fang Huai's turning around, he gave Song Rongtan a cheering gesture.

He sincerely hoped that Song Rongtan would work harder and perform well.

——Try to let coach Fang stay in RTG next year!

Bibabu rubbed his chin, thinking suddenly.

Unfortunately, today is the weekend.

It would be great if the Civil Affairs Bureau opened the door, and I can pay the nine yuan for them!

Song Rongtan tortured Fang Huai beside the dormitory for a long time, but he couldn't enjoy the honorable service of the coach to tie the tie.

"If you can't tie it, don't tie it." Fang Huai felt that he had pampered him too many times today, probably because he was in the mentality that children should not be spoiled, so he directly killed him in this matter.

It wasn't until entering the CRC base that Song Rongtan changed from his almost rambunctious noise, and immediately straightened up.

"...Are you going to be an actor after retiring?" Fang Huai paused for a moment before chuckling.

Song Rongtan was just about to raise his hand to touch his nose, but suddenly remembered his setting for today, and the half-raised hand fell on the cuff of the shirt, unbuttoned the cuff and rolled it up twice.

The CRC manager who was walking towards him froze with a smile on his face.

Song Rongtan was dressed formally, the corners of her mouth were tense without any smile, and she even rolled up her sleeves in front of him.

...Is it to give them CRC a blow?warn?Want to fight?

Cursing secretly in his heart, the CRC manager continued to laugh and said: "Our boss has been waiting for you two in the conference room for a long time."

Song Rongtan raised her chin proudly, without any sign of apology, she tilted her head and whispered to Fang Huai.

The CRC manager saw his teeth itching and sneered in his heart.

It's pretty close now?I'm afraid that after a while you will turn against each other.Ah……

Several people walked all the way to the meeting room, attracting a lot of attention.

In the few years after Fang Huai's retirement, although CRC's players were replaced every year, the number of staff was only reduced year by year due to layoffs, and there were some familiar faces.

Fang Huai's eyes flicked over those "familiar faces" who were hiding and watching him. They were obviously colleagues from a few years ago, but no one wanted to say hello at this moment.

Song Rongtan opened the door of the meeting room for Fang Huai, and walked behind him, blocking the sight of those probing.

In the conference room, CRC boss Zhou Yuansheng had already sat at the top, and the tea in the cup was still steaming.

"Two, sit down." Zhou Yuansheng squinted his eyes and smiled, winking with the manager, who brought a stack of contracts and put it in front of Fang Huai.

Fang Huai recognized at a glance that it was the overlord clause he signed with CRC when he was 18 years old, his eyes were slightly fixed, and he didn't reach out to touch it.

"Captain Song, take a look?" Zhou Yuansheng asked.

Fang Huai did not stop him.

Song Rongtan took the contract and flipped through it, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but there were clusters of fires rising in his heart.

What was written in this contract was almost the same as what his brother found out for him, but it was more rigorous. No wonder Fang Huai couldn't break free from the shackles of this contract even though he was forced to retire.

"Xiao Fang, let's sit here today and have a good talk." Zhou Yuansheng still put on his usual friendly mask.

"RTG wants snipers, right? In this way, CRC will not embarrass you..."

"As long as you, Square. You go back to CRC to win the summer championship."

Before Fang Huai could speak, Song Rongtan sternly stopped, "Impossible!"

"Don't worry." Zhou Yuansheng smiled, "Of course it's more than that."

"If Square returns to CRC for a summer crown, then this contract..."

"It can be directly voided."

Fang Huai's pupils suddenly constricted.

Seeing his expression, Zhou Yuansheng laughed with satisfaction, and said in a pleasant voice, "And——CRC, a sniper, can be given to you RTG as a gift without the transfer fee."

He leaned back in the wide chair, as if winning.

"How about it? No matter who it is, it's all beneficial and harmless."

Fang Huai could not deny it.At least for RTG, this is a [-]% benefit.

RTG, as the number one in points in the spring split, has already confirmed that they can be sent to the world championship. For them, even if they win the summer championship, it is just an icing on the cake. The world championship is what all teams finally pursue.

And if Zhou Yuansheng's contract is really agreed to, Fang Huai will return to CRC to finish the summer split, and before the World Championship, RTG will still be able to pay to hire him back as the coach of the World Championship.

Even if they wanted, Fang Huai could still play as the starting sniper.

Fang Huai tilted his head, and saw Song Rongtan's fingertips tightening and turning white as he pinched the contract, with complicated expressions in his eyes.

Fang Huai lowered his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes.

Things seemed to be so happy for everyone, but perhaps only he knew that Zhou Yuansheng was a businessman through and through.

With Zhou Yuansheng's temperament, it would never be so simple to give him benefits.

But the conditions he offered to RTG are really eye-catching.

If Fang Huai refused at this time, it would be equivalent to planting a thorn between him and RTG.

In this safe haven where he originally wanted to dock for a long time... a hidden reef was buried.

He recalled when Song Rongtan was messing around with a tie in his room before going out, talking stickily.

"For the celebration banquet for winning the summer championship, I want brother Huai to give me a tie, how about it?"

In the memory, Song Rongtan's voice and Zhou Yuansheng's "How about it" in front of him played alternately in his mind, and the meeting room was so quiet that a needle could be heard. Fang Huai waited for a long time, and finally sighed softly.

Song Rongtan got up suddenly and threw the paper contract on the table, Fang Huai raised his eyes suddenly.

His slightly squinting eyes looked like restless volcanoes, and the corner of his mouth was lifted mockingly, and he snorted lightly.

"RTG is not at the point of selling coaches yet."

"It's CRC, isn't it difficult to survive the summer split?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Huai's wrist was seized, Song Rongtan shook off the words with a cold face, and directly pulled him away.

Fang Huai raised his footsteps to follow.

The wind in his ears and the whispers around him kept on, Song Rongtan just pulled him all the way from the air-conditioned CRC room into the sunshine outside.

Fang Huai stopped and took a breath. The sound of his heartbeat had never been so obvious.

The hand held by Song Rongtan gradually lost its coldness, and the body temperature silently exchanged and converged between the touching skin.

Fang Huai struggled lightly, but was gripped even tighter.

"What are you doing, Fang Huai?" Song Rongtan's voice was squeezed out from clenched teeth.

Fang Huai paused, and was about to speak when Song Rongtan cut him off.

"Do you want to go?" He asked, but not in a questioning tone.

It's like a large dog that has been shaved is suddenly attacked by the most trusted person.

Instinct made him bite and fight back immediately, but his body was still held in place by reason, he just bent down and growled threats.

Fang Huai pursed his lips and said nothing.

He moved the hand that Song Rongtan held in his palm, and struggled to get a knuckle of the index finger and middle finger out of the opponent's tiger's mouth, but he didn't use this to break free from all the restraints.

He just bent over, like a compromise being grasped, but also like an inclusive appeasement, and gently rested on the back of Song Rongtan's hand.

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