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

In the past few days, Song Rongtan has still maintained his extremely efficient training, live-streamed training with both hands, and led the teammates around him to do their best.

Since Bibabu was stunned by Fang Huai's training that day, his level of training has also improved by leaps and bounds. He even ranked Song Rongtan during a live broadcast, and knocked down the captain who had been overpowering him.

"I feel like I'm full of energy now!" The short man stepped on his gaming chair and waved his hand, "I can hit ten!"

Fang Huai glanced at him, considering it was time for a break, he still didn't speak to stop him.

The assistant coach opened the door and came in: "Coach Fang, I received an invitation for a training match..."

"Didn't I say that there will be no more training games before the spring game?" Fang Huai said.

The assistant coach wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This one is different...it's from GG."

"GG?" Bibabu exclaimed, "The one I know... GG?"

"That's right... last year's world championship champion, the one coached by Coach Fang...GG." The assistant coach said.

RTG is really promising... he thought.In his lifetime, he could still receive an invitation to the training match of the world's number one team.

The assistant coach was in a rush, but he heard Fang Huai say coldly: "Rejected."

"Why! It's not like we have no chance of winning!" Bibabu solved his inner demons against EUP and just defeated Song Rongtan. He was so arrogant, "I even defeated Song Rongtan!"

Hearing this, Song Rongtan kicked his chair angrily, "If you're lucky, you won't be you anymore? Go to training!"

Just as Bibabu was about to reply, the assistant coach's cell phone rang and interrupted his train of thought.

"It seems... it's GG's coaching staff." The invitation to the training match included the contact information of GG's coaching staff, and the assistant coach carefully wrote it down.

Fang Huai signaled him to connect.

"Hi~Fang?" A young man's voice came, speaking in not-so-fluent Chinese, "In order to meet with your current small team...what is it called? Oh, RTG...in order to make a training match with RTG, I It took a lot of effort to convince our coach, Fang."

Song Rongtan frowned: "Who is this?"

Fang Huai calmly said, "GG captain Quan Shangtai is a mixed race and can speak a little Chinese."

After receiving the call from the distressed assistant coach, Fang Huai said, "RTG doesn't play training games recently."

"Fang... If you don't play a team game, I can accept a single game as well?" Quan Shangtai's voice was a little weirdly sticky, like a poisonous snake entrenched, not fierce, but uncomfortable, "You now The small team here won't even dare to play in the singles match."

Fang Huai was indifferent to his provocation.

Quan Shangtai sneered softly: "How about...Fang, why don't you fight for your team members?"

Everyone in RTG felt a little heartbroken.

Even though Fang Huai had brought down Song Rongtan neatly the day he first joined the team, they knew that if there was another round, the outcome would be unknown.

Song Rongtan was a talented player who was famous in China for a while and beat all veteran players, but he has never participated in an international competition, and he has never met a real top player in the usual rankings, and Fang Huai's current strength is similar to him... …

Bibabu couldn't imagine what would happen if the coach lost to Kwon Sang-tae, who was clearly a bad comer.

Quan Shangtai lazily dragged out a long voice to urge, "Fighting with your team members is simply wasting my life. Fang...coach?"

Quan Shangtai deliberately babbled and procrastinated the last two words, which made Song Rongtan sick to his stomach.

"Come on, I'll fight with you." Song Rongtan put his hand on Fang Huai's wrist through the watch, and pulled down the phone he was holding, "Want to fight with our coach? You can only choose to step on my Corpse."

Quan Shangtai was probably bored, and cursed in his native language, saying, "I'll give you one last chance."

Song Rongtan hung up the phone before him.

"Let go." After a moment of silence, Fang Huai said.His wrist was still in Song Rongtan's hand.

Song Rongtan subconsciously let go.

He had dragged Fang Huai's watch out of its original position, but on the side of the strap, a small scar that had been hidden underneath was exposed.

Only a scar less than one centimeter exposed, which meanders and hides under the watch strap.

Before Song Rongtan could take a closer look, Fang Huai had already rearranged his watch and clothes with cuffs.

"See what I do." Sensing Song Rongtan's gaze, Fang Huai tilted his head.

Song Rongtan suppressed what he just saw in his heart for the time being, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing, you still have to charge?"

Fang Huai: "..."

"Captain..." Bibabu's voice cut in hesitantly.Song Rongtan turned around and saw the worried expression of the little short teammate.

Song Rongtan lightly kicked his chair: "What kind of expression do you have... If you don't know, you think I'm crying for your captain."

"Ring." Fang Huai called him.

"I won't lose." Song Rongtan rushed to answer.

Fang Huai smiled lightly: "You're in good shape recently."

Song Rongtan hummed twice inexplicably.

He is not 100% sure of his own strength. After all, Quan Shangtai is the captain of the championship team and a long-established assault player. No matter how big he is, he cannot really have a complete chance of winning.

But the probability of him winning is 100%, because Fang Huai is behind him.

"Coach, don't go far away later." Song Rongtan kept cutting the firearm on the preparation interface, stopped abruptly to preview, and then put it down again, the crosshairs always precisely landed on the same point in the middle.

"Why does Quan Shangtai still think of you as his coach? When he shouts like that, he is considered my senior brother?" Song Rongtan looked at the ring number [10.0] displayed on the screen and opened his mouth as he slammed the trigger.

"Then if I win, how about removing him?" After the warm-up, Song Rongtan put away his gun and leaned back in his chair, looking up at Fang Huai with a half-smile, but the other party didn't give him any reply.

"Coach, you don't think that if you come to RTG, what I said before will be invalidated." Shrugging his shoulders, he continued, "It's just for disaster."

"I said that if you want to beat the teams you have led, there will be no one less."

Fang Huai looked at him with a little more inquiry.

"Anything," he said finally.

The author has something to say:

Gouzi: My goal is to harm the master, and then deceive the master and destroy the ancestors!

Brother Huai: Removal warning.

After all, Gouzi is still a 19-year-old boy. It’s normal to be in the second year of middle school (trying to save Gouzi

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10.2 Deleted part of the plot of supporting roles (no impact)