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

Until he returned to the base, Song Rongtan was still trying to explain that he had great firepower and was in good health, but his hands were cold because the air conditioner in the hospital was turned too low and the armrests of the chair were cold.

"...Stop reading it." Fang Huai said, "Headache."

Song Rongtan immediately silenced.

After a while, he couldn't help it again, felt the warmth of his palms again, and handed them to Fang Huai like a salesman.

"How about you try again?" he said.

Fang Huai stretched out his hand and gently patted his paw away. Before Song Rongtan could speak, he saw Bibabu not far away looking away, and deliberately reaching out his hand to cover their side faces.

It seems to be written all over the body: I ​​am not looking!

Song Rongtan put his hands back into his pockets resentfully, he had already thought of dozens of ways to beat up Bibabu violently in the game.

"Coach Fang, Ring, you are back!" The manager came out of the office and said, "The matter of the marketing account has been resolved, and the legal department has also sent the lawyer's letter. RTG is not easy recently, so you can train with peace of mind!"

RTG has only been established for two years. As a new team in the professional league, it has already accumulated a number of team fans that cannot be underestimated.On the one hand, it’s because RTG’s performance rose like a dark horse, and on the other hand, it’s also because the team is terribly efficient from publicity to logistics, from legal affairs to senior management.No one can refuse to pay attention to this kind of team with stable strength and reassuring backing.

The boss of RTG is said to be a wealthy n generation, not short of money or contacts, the endorsement depends on whether the player wants to accept it, and he has never squeezed the player.

The publicity department has an online aesthetic, a keen sense of smell, and knows what fans want to see. The team's official blog has thousands of comments all the year round.

The legal affairs are even more powerful. No marketing account can still see the sun the next day after spreading rumors about RTG.

It is also because of this that Song Rongtan was quite surprised today when he suddenly saw that the marketing account had the audacity to perform the RTG operation.

"What's going on?" He asked curiously.

The manager was helpless: "That photo was not taken by a marketing account, but by a passer-by in the hospital. Seeing how handsome these two boys are, I took a picture and posted it on Weibo. It has been retweeted many times, so it just happened to be called The marketing account of the competition circle is eyeing..."

"I still don't think this is right." Song Rongtan said, "The legal department sued seven black media outlets in the spring competition last year and they all forgot? Impossible."

"I also find it strange." The manager echoed, "I have asked someone to investigate."

The manager said goodbye to the two and left. Song Rongtan nodded, and suddenly found that Fang Huai was looking at him with some searching eyes.

The heartbeat that had been beating steadily just now suddenly missed a beat.

...He seemed unable to resist Fang Huai who didn't wear glasses.

Song Rongtan looked away and coughed lightly: "What are you looking at me for?"

"I think you are indeed very measured." Fang Huai said lightly.

His rare compliment made Song Rongtan a little excited. He tried to look flattered, but his brows still beamed with joy: "I'm very reliable..."

"Then why did you rush to touch the high-tension line this afternoon?" Fang Huai's cold voice interrupted his complacency, as if pouring cold water on him.

"If I don't wake up, will you be punished for this?"

Song Rongtan explained subconsciously: "I know the bottom line, at most it's just a fine..."

Fang Huai frowned: "What's wrong with 3000 yuan?"

"Then I'll give you...?" Song Rongtan tried to ease the atmosphere.

"It's not about fines, Song Rongtan." Fang Huai shook his head, "You can handle things calmly, why do you let yourself do childish impulsive things?"

Looking away, Fang Huai sighed softly.

Two years ago, an old teammate of his at CRC slapped Zhou Yuansheng hard after learning that his teammate was bought by CRC as a commodity for a team in the secondary league.

Really relieved, but he himself was completely ruined by the businessman who manipulated the contract and his entire career.

Impulse is like a Pandora's box in life, Fang Huai doesn't want to see anyone trying to open it.

"Before doing things, don't forget that you are still the captain of RTG." Finally, he took a deep look at Song Rongtan.

After a while, Song Rongtan finally said, "Okay, I understand."

Fang Huai's illness came and went quickly, and he originally wanted to resume his pre-illness routine, but Song Rongtan, as the captain, ordered Fang Huai to have the same routine as the players.

"You are a coach and you have to lead by example." Song Rongtan said seriously.

Fang Huai said indifferently, "Do you do the work?"

Song Rongtan spread her hands: "Didn't I do it? If I did, you'll get new ones. Is it possible that you can't finish your work?"

Fang Huai answered without hesitation: "Yes."

Song Rongtan: "?"

He stopped Fang Huai's chair leg, preventing him from sliding towards the computer: "From today onwards, you are forbidden to sleep after 12 o'clock."

"Song Rongtan, can you be better?" Fang Huai frowned.

Song Rongtan folded his arms: "The coach is also a member of the RTG team. Is this how you talk to the leader of the first team?"

Fang Huai couldn't bear it anymore, he stretched out his hand and hit him hard on the forehead.

The airs Song Rongtan was holding were scattered all over the floor in an instant, he was so wronged that he was dying, and his face was stern and he didn't speak.

The big clock was directly behind the seats of the two, and he had a panoramic view of the couple's quarrel, and touched his chin.

After dinner, he secretly pulled Song Rongtan aside and whispered, "Have you had a fight?"

Song Rongtan's complexion was not very good.

The big bell said earnestly: "In the final analysis, both of you are at fault..."

"He's right." Song Rongtan muffled, "He just loves work too much."

Da Zhong admired Song Rongtan for a moment.When he has friction with his girlfriend, he is determined not to have the mentality of "she's right, it's all my fault".

"You're too impatient. Coach Fang takes soft things rather than strong ones." Da Zhong said, "Didn't you know how to follow him before?"

"Listen to Brother Zhong, you are like this, like this..."

Song Rongtan listened, and finally nodded affirmatively.

On the second day of the game, RTG won without any suspense, and Song Rongtan took the stage as the mvp for an interview.

Uncharacteristically, he zipped up his team uniform and tidied up his sleeves. When he came to the stage, his expression was calm and serious.

The host was dumbfounded. He looked at the card in his hand and then at the director, repeatedly confirming whether it was the stabbing Ring.

"Ah...welcome our mvp player Ring..." the host hesitated.

"I'm RTG's assaulter Ring." Song Rongtan's voice also became serious, holding up the microphone like the boss president speaking in some business meeting.

Before going to bed last night, he specifically asked his brother, the real and domineering CEO, for advice on his speech posture.

The professionalism of the host made her calm down, and she asked step by step: "Is Ring satisfied with her performance today?"

"Today's opponent is very strong, and RTG won this game, not just because of me. Everyone in RTG has a share of this mvp." Song Rongtan said with a smile: "As for myself...professional players The most taboo is pride and complacency, I think I still have room for improvement.”

Behind the monitor, the director looked dazed: "What happened to Ring today... was it trained?"

The assistant was at a loss: "Didn't he be caught and trained by RTG when he first became a professional player... Rumor has it that the teacher broke down."

"Okay, okay..." On the stage, the host stumbled, lowered his head and said mechanically, "Then in the next game, RTG will face the same strong VB, what does the Ring player want to say to the VB players? ?"

This afternoon session has almost become a must-have repertoire for every Song Rongtan interview.

The other contestants may not answer, but Song Rongtan, as the biggest thorn in the side, never disappoints the director team...

Song Rongtan raised the corner of his mouth and spoke.

"Friendship comes first. Regardless of the outcome, RTG and VB are brotherly teams with a very good relationship."

People in the club came from the sky, and the VB captain who was watching the live broadcast dropped half of a chicken leg to the ground in a daze.

"What nonsense is Song Rongtan talking about??" His pupils quivered, "Isn't he the one who conceived my food last year?"

The host finally failed to manage the expression, and the shock overflowed his face.

"Ask him why he is so abnormal today!" In the ear, the director slapped the table and shouted, "Ask him if he was punished for what happened yesterday!"

The host hurriedly organized the language.

Song Rongtan showed extraordinary patience in dealing with this sudden question. After listening to the host, he spoke calmly.

"I was not punished by the club." He said seriously, "Everyone will mature, I hope everyone can look at things with a developmental perspective."

[Gouzima's philosophy is not bad (?)]

[Good guy, I call it good guy, where did you put it on the Internet yesterday to spar with the marketing account? Today I changed my sex! ]

[Overnight, he matured]

[? ? ? ]

In the RTG lounge in the background, several people burst into laughter watching the barrage on the broadcast TV.

"Hahahaha Song Gou is going to laugh at me to inherit my ant flower | chant!" Bibabu was almost out of breath, "This b got up this morning and something is wrong hahaha how can he be so troublesome."

The big bell hides its achievements and fame, but it just took a second look at Fang Huai's reaction for Song Rongtan.

The smile on Fang Huai's face was rare and obvious, Da Zhong was extremely satisfied.

As expected of me.he thinks.As expected of me, I can marry my girlfriend after retiring!

For the first time since his hand injury, he felt such a joy outside of training.

Da Zhong bowed his head to send a message to his girlfriend.

[Honey, I mediated a quarreling couple today! ]

His girlfriend replied in seconds.

[? ?separated]

Da Zhong was stunned for a moment, and asked: [No, I am very good at dealing with relationship problems.Isn't it wife? ]

The opposite side was typing for a long time before sending a cat cat ellipsis emoticon package.

Da Zhong looked up at Fang Huai, who was obviously in a good mood, and felt that his girlfriend must have misunderstood something.

"Song Rongtan is usually so inconspicuous, but he pretends to be mature." The manager was annoyed and amused, "I lost so much hair for nothing!"

Fang Huai smiled lightly and said, "I'd like to see when he breaks."

Ah Mai shyly said: "It's the first time I see the coach feel so relaxed."

"Yes." The little bald head nodded heavily, "It feels...as if the captain stole the coach's age today hahaha. The captain is 'mature', and the coach seems to be childish. He has never made such a joke with us before. .”

The assistant coach patted the little bald head and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "Your coach said that Ring is the player he admires the most. Hurry up, maybe you can also get the position."

During the international youth training, Fang Huai brought out the bald little bald man who always felt that he was Fang Huai's personal disciple: "Why not. Doesn't the coach appreciate me? I was the number one in the youth training... the coach didn't follow me either. I was joking!"

Fang Huai paused.

This is the first time he was pointed out by others about his changes after returning to China.

In his memory, life abroad seems to have been covered with a layer of gray mist, busy and tasteless.

When I checked with a psychologist online at the end of last year, although the other party expressed his affirmation of his current situation, he also said that this is not a long-term solution.

"Fang, are you satisfied with your life now?"

Fang Huai couldn't answer.

"You are already working hard to live, but if life is just living, it would be too bad." The doctor said gently, "But you don't have to force yourself for it."

"You are a very good person, Fang. You will meet someone who is attracted to you, and you will involuntarily walk out of your siege."

"Okay." Fang Huai just said lightly.

It's just that he never thought that this person could really appear.

Fang Huai vaguely felt that accepting RTG's invitation to return to China might be the most correct decision in his life.

RTG's gang of live treasures, apart from playing games, are best at doing chores.On the way back, even the shy Ah Mai tried to find some topics to make Song Rongtan lose his temper.

Unexpectedly, Song Rongtan endured it all the way.

"It's evening training time, don't be joking." He frowned seriously, got up and went out to fetch water.

The eyes of several people followed him out, and then looked at each other.

"Can the captain be so patient?" Little Bald sighed, "Is this the man who can break the coach's singles record!"

Da Zhong thought for a while, then said with a smile: "Would you like to make a bet who can make him return to normal first?"

"Where's the bet?" A Mai asked.

"Just go to the live broadcast room to get a gift." Da Zhong said.

Hearing that there was a gift, Bibabu's eyes lit up, his desire to win suddenly soared, he slapped his thigh and answered loudly.

"If you say this, then I won't be sleepy!" He said, "Who doesn't say that I am the best person in RTG than Babu? Wait!"

Song Rongtan came back from pouring water, and found his teammates huddled beside the small sofa in the training room, and asked casually, "What are you doing?"

Bibabu's tone was normal: "Oh, a gift from a fan. I'll tell you if I unwrap it for you."

Song Rongtan made an OK gesture.

Several people pretended to be unwrapping presents and chattered for 2 minutes, when Bibabu suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.

"Damn it! Someone sent a gift to confess to the coach!"

Song Rongtan ejected directly from his seat and started.

He saw Bibabu holding a piece of paper high in his hand, and he grabbed it and unfolded it.

Only two large characters were written on the A4 white paper with a marker pen.

[Silly criticism of Song Rongtan hahahaha]

Song Rongtan:?

A burst of laughter erupted from the small sofa, and Song Rongtan realized that he had been tricked by these people.

Bibabu reacted very quickly, dragging the little bald head who laughed protrudingly because of his loud voice and rushed out of the door.

Da Zhong and Ah Mai, two model teammates in the team, sat side by side on the sofa and smiled innocently.

"Schedule him while the coach isn't around..." Song Rongtan sneered, the paper in his hand had already been squeezed into a ball, and with a violent shake of his hand, the paper ball hit Bibabu on the back of the head.

Bibabu thought that Song Rongtan would catch up so quickly, and almost jumped up in fright.

Song Rongtan pushed hard on the back of the sofa with his hands, and rushed out of the training room at a sudden speed: "Bibabu, stop for me! Don't run away!"

He is more stupid than Babu and does not run, but his physical strength is far behind Song Rongtan, so he can only beg for peace while running: "Damn it! Stop chasing me hahahaha I'm going to laugh!"

"Big Brother! Why is this trick effective!" Little Bald was out of breath, but couldn't help asking.

Mysterious than Babu: "Ask because you are better at pinching and counting than your brother!"

"Bibab!" Just when he was proud, Song Rongtan's shout almost rang in his ears, and he was so frightened that he tried his best to speed up.

He doesn't understand, they are all internet addicted teenagers, why Song Rongtan has abs and he only has a full stomach.

There is no wind in the summer night, and the sound of cicadas singing and young people playing in the courtyard of the villa is rare and lively.

Seeing that Song Rongtan was about to grab the hat of his team uniform, Bibabu saw a cold figure at the end of the corridor with sharp eyes.

"Coach!! Help!!!" As if he saw his own father, he grabbed the little bald head and rushed over.

Fang Huai was taken aback by his screaming, and then saw Song Rongtan approaching behind him with a bad expression, and he knew it.

Bibabu shouted: "Coach! Song Rongtan is very bad! He wants to interfere with your freedom to make friends!"

Song Rongtan gritted his teeth: "Stop sowing discord! Bibabu, you dare to say today that I will let you know what team, leader, de, care, love are!"

"Coach! You can't keep this kid!" Bibabu shouted exaggeratedly, while dexterously walking around behind Fang Huai, Song Rongtan stretched out his angry hand halfway, but Fang Huai raised his hand to block it.

"The RTG team bully is back again?" Fang Huai felt a bit like a pillar for them to hide and seek, and a bit like the mother chicken in the eagle catching chickens, and laughed.

With a tense expression, he glanced at Song Rongtan, and said lightly: "This is not what a mature captain should say..."

Song Rongtan paused, his hands dropped when he heard the sound, his face was stern and angry, and he didn't make a sound.

Fang Huai told Bibabu and Xiaobald to go back first. Seeing the two lively figures walking away, he turned around and asked Song Rongtan, "What's wrong, are they teasing you?"

The windless midsummer night was sweltering, and Song Rongtan felt a little dizzy. He saw his own reflection in Fang Huai's eyes, and his heartbeat couldn't be slowed down by the strenuous exercise.

The humming of cicadas in his ears seemed to be urging him, and his heart broke, and he said a sentence without beginning or end.

"Brother Huai, if someone confesses to you, will you agree?"

The author has something to say:

Satisfactory chapter word count! (The mantissa is 999)

Add more: 10-2=8 (obviously added more but the debt has not been reduced, that is to say...)