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

"What I mean is, with Coach Fang around, is there still a need for me to train|teach the little sniper?"

Da Zhong smiled gently, as if what he said just now was really just that everyone misunderstood what he meant.

Ah Mai was completely distracted by him, smiled and didn't speak again.

After staying for another 2 minutes, Dazhong was about to have a massage, and the players were kicked out by the team doctor.

"Coach Fang, can you stay for a while?" Da Zhong said, and then said with a smile in the alert eyes of his teammates, "I just have an operation and I want to discuss it with the coach."

Song Rongtan snorted lightly: "Do you also want to listen to the whispers between snipers?"

Bibabu slapped him: "Then why are you standing here as an assaulter?"

Song Rongtan spread his hands: "I'll wait for Brother Huai..."

Fang Huai turned his head and glanced at him: "Did I lose my memory and can't find my way back?"

He also kicked Song Rongtan out and asked him to watch the training first.

"Okay." Song Rongtan was always obedient when he had business to do, and he took the lead out of the infirmary.

Before he left, he glanced at Fang Huai, and the two met their gazes. Song Rongtan smiled at him: "The coach will make a small difference first, and these people can be handed over to me first."

Fang Huai laughed.

It wasn't until the door of the infirmary was closed that Da Zhong spoke apologetically: "I'm sorry coach, don't take what I said just now to heart."

"Mai...you know it too. If you don't give him a reassurance..."

"It will affect his performance." Fang Huai nodded.He is also very aware of Ah Mai's problems, but this is due to his personality, and it is difficult to reverse.

Da Zhong smiled in relief.

"Recover well." Fang Huai said, "I've discussed it with Ring, and your evening training will be cancelled."

Dazhong did not raise any objections this time.

"I accept the team's arrangement." He said, "I also believe in the coach's control."

"I will do my best." After Fang Huai finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, the big clock turned serious and stopped him.

"Coach, you don't have a hand injury... If you come back next year, you can play for at least another year or two."

Fang Huai paused.

"Don't you really think about it?" Da Zhong just said in a chatty tone, "Actually, it's not just for RTG."

"Even if I'm not in RTG... just as a sniper, I would like to see Square's field control on the field again."

The infirmary fell into silence, only the sound of team doctors tinkering with bottles and cans, tinkling.

Fang Huai turned around with a helpless smile.

"What did Song Rongtan teach you?" he asked.

"...Only the sentence 'not in RTG'." Da Zhong was not embarrassed when he saw through it at a glance, but he just smiled, "I still hope that the coach can continue his career in RTG... It is better for the family not to fight among themselves .”

Fang Huai was stunned for a while by the words "family".

The big bell lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on his wrist, and he spoke.

"To say something embarrassing... Coach, although we are players of the same period, the ID Square is indeed my role model."

"Square is the youth of all snipers. I can safely say that there is no water in it."

Fang Huai suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He has been away from the arena for too long, and few people will mention him in such an admiring tone.

"It's a little immoral to say that." Da Zhong laughed a few times, looked up and said, "Anyway, I won the championship this year and retired, and next year the 'Reaper' big devil Square won't be able to hit me on the head."

"What's the impact of giving other sniper brats a 'Ye Qing Hui'?"

Fang Huai sat in the office, the work at hand came to an end, he lay back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest, recalling the words of the big bell again in his mind.

This was the first time he heard from others that he wished to return to the game - Song Rongtan didn't count.

If Song Rongtan's words planted the seeds of this idea in his heart, then the big bell's words seemed to urge the seeds to germinate in the soil.

Something is about to break ground.

Fang Huai didn't allow himself to indulge in his thoughts for too long, the 5-minute break was over, and he returned to work almost without hindrance.

What he needs to consider more now is RTG's tactics.

——Preparing for the World Championship.

All futures must be premised on RTG's championship this year.

"Brother Huai?"

Song Rongtan's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "It's time to eat."

Fang Huai pushed the door open, and saw Song Rongtan leaning against the door playing with his phone.

He suddenly felt that this scene was very similar to those couples in the class at school, waiting for the other party to finish class outside the class of the person he liked, and then went to the cafeteria to eat together.

Song Rongtan looked up, and suddenly said: "Brother Huai, do you think I look like a friend from a foreign class who came to eat with you when you were in school?"

Fang Huai raised his eyebrows slightly.

Sometimes he even suspects that Song Rongtan has mind-reading skills. The two obviously have completely different personalities, but their thoughts often collide.

Not only when discussing tactics, but also when chatting in normal times, like just now.

"I don't think so." But Fang Huai said, "If you want to compare it like this, then this is the teacher's office."

He slightly raised his hand to push his glasses, and looked at Song Rongtan with a half-smile.

Song Rongtan suddenly stood up straight, stretched out his hand to pinch the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, and took it off before Fang Huai could react.

Then put it on your face.

Song Rongtan was already half a head taller than Fang Huai. Now that he put on his glasses and stood up straight, looking down at Fang Huai slightly, he suddenly had the illusion that... the other party was an elderly person.

Before becoming a coach, Fang Huai didn't wear glasses at first, and his eyesight was fine. These glasses are plain glasses.

He wears glasses, simply because they appear more serious.

On Song Rongtan's face, the glasses also played the same role, covering most of his youthful looks and adding a bit of calmness.

In the next second, Song Rongtan opened his mouth and shattered his superficial image into pieces.

"Brother Huai! Do I look good in your glasses?" He laughed again, asking for credit.

This pair of glasses seemed inappropriate again, as if a child had stolen something from an adult.

Fang Huai didn't know what reward he was asking for, it was obvious that he was stealing something from himself.

"It's not suitable for you." Fang Huai said.

Song Rongtan immediately wanted to take it off, but was seen by the big clock passing by. He was a little surprised and said, "Hey, Teacher Song? You're handsome."

Song Rongtan immediately turned to look at Fang Huai: "Brother Huai? Isn't it suitable for me?"

Fang Huai looked away, put his hand to his lips, and coughed lightly.

"Give me back my glasses," he said.

Song Rongtan, on the other hand, was like a bandit kidnapping glasses, and refused to take them off no matter what.He didn't stop until he got to the restaurant and was praised by everyone who saw him, "It's really suitable".

"Damn, Song Dog, do you know what you look like?" Bibabu stepped back half a step, "Like a gentle scum! I never thought that this word can be put together with you in my life."

"It's like that kind of teacher who looks like a nice person, but is actually a super strict teacher!" Xiaobald commented.

Ah Mai smiled: "The captain wears glasses like a coach. In the future, you can consider getting one after you retire. It doesn't look so small."

He almost hit the nail on the head.

Song Rongtan looked at Fang Huai who was sitting next to him with deep eyes, keeping his head down and looking down at his phone. He suddenly smiled and took out his phone to play with it.

Fang Huai's phone vibrated twice, and a new message popped up.

[Ring: The coach said that this pair of glasses is not suitable for me. ]

[Ring: Are you afraid that I... will seek power and usurp the throne? ]

[Ring: The next offense? ]

Fang Huai pursed his lower lip.

[Square: Eat your meal. ]

[Ring: The dog hooks its tail.jpg]

The sharp canine teeth that were just exposed were retracted in an instant, and Song Rongtan returned to his non-aggressive appearance.

After a meal, the team members were ordered by the manager to walk in the yard for 10 minutes because everyone gained weight to varying degrees, and they could only return to the training room when they were full.

Song Rongtan and Fang Huai were stuck together, still wearing his pair of glasses, and when he was finally about to return them to Fang Huai, he gave him a cold glance.

"It's so pretty." Fang Huai said words of praise, but his tone was a bit unkind, "Don't wear it anymore?"

Song Rongtan shook his head with a smile, took off his glasses and wanted to turn around and put them on for Fang Huai, but he avoided them and just took them with his hands.

"Brother Huai wears it better than mine." With the corners of his mouth curled up, he suddenly lowered his voice, and leaned into Fang Huai's ear as if whispering.

"But Brother Huai looks better without it... Hiss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped heavily on the back. The sound was so loud that it even attracted scattered teammates to watch.

He could have avoided Fang Huai's slap, but he still stood there motionless, waiting for him to strike.

Frowning, Fang Huai turned his head to see Song Rongtan looking at him aggrievedly.

"What are you looking at me for?" Fang Huai put on his glasses again, hid his soft emotions behind the lenses, and raised his eyebrows coldly, "Did I make a mistake?"

"No." Song Rongtan said sincerely, "But I will dare next time."

Fang Huai laughed angrily.

...Is this your chaser?

Are you a primary school student?

Fang Huai didn't give Song Rongtan another look, and turned to go upstairs.

——The rules of the manager can control the players, but not the coach.

He could go up and sit down, but Song Rongtan had to be compelled to walk down below.

Fang Huai didn't realize that his thoughts had suddenly become childish, so he just smiled softly.

He felt that Song Rongtan had always exuded a sense of contradiction in recent days.

As if bound by some rules, halfway through expressing his emotions, he shrank back.

If Fang Huai had a more outgoing personality, he would probably chase after him to dig out his emotions and put them between the two of them.

But he is not.

Fang Huai only felt that the relationship between the two had returned to before nothing happened, back to the time when Song Rongtan was cautiously probing.

But he didn't care, and was even very satisfied with the current progress without any progress.

Putting personal matters after the game coincides with Fang Huai's own thoughts. He is not in a hurry to verify some things.

Suddenly, Fang Huai heard footsteps behind him, stopped his thoughts and turned around.

Song Rongtan also followed.

Fang Huai frowned: "The team members have to walk down there for 10 minutes."

Taking advantage of the time he stopped, Song Rongtan immediately stuck to it, and spread his hands with his eyes bent: "What does the manager manage the team members, what does it have to do with my RTG shareholders?"

"Then what are the shareholders doing with the coach?" Fang Huai said.

Song Rongtan's logical chain was very complete, and he said solemnly: "Inspection work."

Fang Huai narrowed his eyes: "I don't like people who have nothing to do with me to interfere with my work."

Song Rongtan hadn't been flamboyant enough for a few seconds, when he heard this, his expression drooped visibly again.

"I'm an irrelevant person." He pointed to his nose.

Fang Huai just looked at him indifferently, noncommittal.

"I..." Song Rongtan just said a word, then swallowed it as if remembering something.

Fang Huai asked: "What do you want to do these two days? It's interesting to talk halfway?"

"Secretly, those who didn't know thought you were a thief."

Just planning to do it.

Song Rongtan answered the words silently in his heart.

Going to be a heart thief.

Fang Huai looked at him steadfastly, Song Rongtan didn't answer his question, but his eyes still changed, obviously he had some small calculation in his heart.

"Say it or not? If you don't, I'm leaving." Fang Huai said.

When he said this, he obviously forgot the "no hurry" that he had sworn in his heart 2 minutes ago.

Song Rongtan stood where he was, caught in a self-game.

No... there must be something wrong.he thought.

But Da Zhong did teach him so.

Da Zhong is the only one among them who has a girlfriend? !It shouldn't be wrong.

Fang Huai suddenly raised his foot, turned around and left.

Song Rongtan subconsciously reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Fang Huai turned his head and glanced at it very lightly.

"What do you mean?" he said.

"I'm afraid I'll say something you don't want to hear!" Song Rongtan blurted out before he had time to think about it.

Fang Huai was puzzled: "For example?"

"For example, I'm not an unrelated person..." Song Rongtan repeated, and then, with Fang Huai's expression hesitating to speak, he raised his finger and pointed to the corner of his mouth, "You said that I was drinking with you."

Fang Huai looked over carefully and found that the scar on his lip that he had bitten out hadn't faded away.

Song Rongtan said: "I'm here to collect debts."

Fang Huai narrowed his eyes slightly: "The ointment I gave you didn't work?"

Song Rongtan said honestly, "No."

"Then it won't take so long...why did it just scab?" Fang Huai was dubious.He shouldn't have bitten too hard.

Besides, the wound on the corner of my lip has healed, so it doesn't make sense that Song Rongtan's wound is still fresh.

"It may be that I have a special constitution." Song Rongtan thought about it.

Suddenly, Fang Huai raised his hand to pinch his chin, and moved closer without warning.

The cold breath stayed a foot away, Fang Huai stretched out two fingers, and squeezed Song Rongtan's mouth into the shape of a chicken.

Song Rongtan's pupils shrank slightly, and his whole body tensed up.

"Song Rongtan." Fang Huai called him softly.

Song Rongtan was forced to poot his mouth, and the words he said were vague: "...why is it swollen?"

Fang Huai sneered: "Pengci, right?"

Song Rongtan:!

impossible!He obviously found this wound precisely every morning when he got up, and then rubbed it with his canine teeth again.

"Your original wound was not in this position." Fang Huai slightly lowered his eyes to study Song Rongtan's wound, and said.

Song Rongtan, who was inexplicably exposed, was a little dazed: "It's not worth it... How can you tell me..."

He suddenly raised his eyes, met Song Rongtan's somewhat shocked gaze, and tilted his head slightly - surprisingly similar to Song Rongtan's act of pretending to be innocent.

"I bit it, I don't know?"

Song Rongtan's eyes widened.

"No promise."

Fang Huai snorted lightly, released Song Rongtan's mouth with his thumb and index finger, and looked away.Just as he was about to let go, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his thumb knuckle.

Song Rongtan tilted her head and gently bit his fingertips.

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Gouzi: Promising, right?understood.