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

Song Rongtan fell into a dream.

Just like at night, Fang Huai lay under the quilt, turned to him and said, "There is still a match tomorrow."

Song Rongtan opened his mouth, but his body seemed out of his control.

"I know," he heard himself say, "I'll be careful..."

He leaned over to get close to the piece of milk coffee candy wrapped in snow-white bread, Fang Huai did not avoid it.

"...Captain Song." Fang Huai said.

His voice was very soft and breathy, like a kite being pulled by a string, with a tight feeling in his mouth.

Song Rongtan's strings of reason snapped.

... Open your eyes again, the sky suddenly breaks.

Song Rongtan lay upright on the bed, not daring to move.

Dreams and reality kept fighting in his mind, and the broken whispers that were knocked out were still in his ears, and the real Fang Huai was sleeping within his reach.

He didn't dare to look away.

A sticky and wet feeling somewhere urges him to get up in embarrassment, and he almost shuts himself into the bathroom as if fleeing.

The brain is still sane, and I still remember to take a replacement.

He turned on the shower head directly, and before the shower curtain could be drawn, the water that hadn't warmed up was poured from head to toe.

Teeth chattered, Song Rongtan lowered his head against the cold wall, and knocked hard twice with a complex expression.

He didn't know how long he lingered in the bathroom before he managed to calm down. The sound, picture and... touch in the dream were all sealed in the depths of his memory by him, and he dared not touch them again.

After drying herself, Song Rongtan walked to the sink, her ears were red, and she mechanically scrubbed the cloth on her hands.

Suddenly, the bathroom door was knocked twice.

Song Rongtan was shocked.

"what are you doing?"

Fang Huai had just woken up from his sleep, and his voice was a little nasal, very...soft.

Song Rongtan subconsciously knocked himself on the head hard, and flicked some of the foam from his hands onto the mirror.

Milky white wet marks slowly flowed down the mirror.

Song Rongtan: ...

Hold.

He hurriedly cleaned the mirror again.

"...What are you doing." Fang Huai regained consciousness a little, and said in a anxious tone, "I'm going to take a shower."

"I, I made a mistake." Song Rongtan stumbled, "I won't do it next time!!"

"What a mess..." Fang Huai gritted his teeth, "Can you open the door? If not, I'll go next door to wash."

Song Rongtan immediately opened the locked bathroom door.

Fang Huai didn't give him half a look, as if he was deliberately avoiding something, he almost stumbled into the shower room, closed the door and pulled the shower curtain in one go.

Song Rongtan was stunned for a while, and belatedly sensed that something was wrong.

"Brother Huai..." He hesitated to speak, a little worried, "Do you have a fever? Or an allergy? Why is your neck so red?"

The sound of a bottle being knocked over came from the shower room, Fang Huai endured it and gave an ultimatum.

"……roll."

Song Rongtan looked at the shower room where the sound of water was coming out, then at the fabric in his hand, blinked, and suddenly had a guess in his heart.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, he paused and asked, "Huai, brother Huai, are you... dreaming?"

"No." Fang Huai's voice was tense, with inexplicable vigilance, "Go to training after you wash up."

Song Rongtan stopped what he was doing, and pursed his lips: "I'm not in a hurry, I can finish it in two hours."

Fang Huai said without hesitation, "Double the basic training."

"Then another four or ten minutes will be enough." Song Rongtan rubbed the cloth in his hand, lowered his eyes, but the tip of his tongue brushed against the tips of the canines.

"What are you still doing here?" Fang Huai's voice was cold, but not as firm as usual, and seemed a little lacking in confidence.

"I...I do the laundry." Song Rongtan bent his eyes, restrained his breathing, and tried to speak as usual, "Brother Huai, do you have any clothes for me to wash? I just saw that you seemed to have something in your hand." ..."

"Song Rongtan."

"Eh." He almost wagged his tail.

"Get out, get out, go."

"...Okay." Song Rongtan shook the cloth that had been washed clean by himself, and all the embarrassment and self-blame when he woke up in the morning disappeared in Fang Huai's more guilty reaction.

"Brother Huai, I'll wait for you at the restaurant." He said before going out.

Fang Huai was in the bathroom, and it took him a while to answer: "Got it."

Song Rongtan tied his little sun headband, almost turning into a moving stove, and his whole body was full of satisfaction.

He had never looked forward to the end of a game so much.

In the evening, it was the match between RTG and the XXL team coached by Fang Yaoming.

Two years ago, when Fang Huai was still the head coach of GG, the XXL team fell in the eight-to-four match and did not meet GG; They met in the game, but Fang Huai had already left the team at that time, so it was not really a match against Fang Huai.

This match between RTG and XXL is almost the focus of attention.

Fang Yaoming can be regarded as Fang Huai's tactical enlightenment teacher - after all, he was the old captain when Fang Huai won the championship. Since Fang Huai joined the team, Fang Yaoming has been cultivating him as his successor.

In Fang Huai's early tactical thinking, traces of Fang Yaoming would appear from time to time. Later, when he became a coach, he gradually concluded a set of thinking that belonged to him.

Before the match, RTG and XXL ran into each other backstage.

When Fang Huai first arrived in a foreign country, he lived for a short period of time in the apartment assigned to Fang Yaoming by the XXL Club. Occasionally, Fang Yaoming would take Fang Huai to XXL like a worried child.

Two years ago, the internal atmosphere of XXL was very good, and the team members were all curious about Fang Huai.

It's just that in the next two years, with retirement and transfer, there was only one sniper left among the old players at that time.

The sniper raised his hand to say hello to Fang Huai. Fang Yaoming turned around and saw that it was the RTG people. He immediately walked over excitedly and gave Fang Huai a big hug.

For players of Song Rongtan's age, the 27-year-old Fang Yaoming is already considered an ancient god-level figure, and this is the first time they have seen this god-level assaulter in real life.

Fang Yaoming is so big that it is difficult to see his work at a glance - he seems more suitable for playing basketball, or boxing.

In short, it is a very reassuring image.

"I've always wanted to have a fight with our little Fang... Finally, I met him." Fang Yaoming smiled, and patted Fang Huai's back—obviously restrained.

"Team Fang, see you on the field." Fang Huai smiled, "And see you in China next year?"

Fang Yaoming frowned: "Maybe... well, let's not talk about it now, we will talk about it when we have time after the fight."

Fang Huai nodded.

A very obvious disdainful voice came from behind Fang Yaoming.

——It’s Quinby, the newly transferred main striker of XXL this season, the racist player that Fang Yaoming mentioned on the phone before.

Fang Yaoming turned his head and gave him a hard look.

No one can ignore the fierce eyes of a strong man, even if everyone knows that the strong man can't really hit someone.

Quinby shrunk his neck, his eyes almost fell to the sky.

Fang Yaoming snorted coldly, turned his head and patted Fang Huai's shoulder, and looked at the RTG people with a pleasant expression.

"Come on, you guys." He said, "Show your strength and let me see what the current number one in the country is."

"Good God G! I will work hard God God!" Bibabu shouted very loudly, startling everyone.

The two teams said goodbye temporarily, Fang Huai raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is Bibabu a fan of the team?"

Song Rongtan nodded: "After all, God G was the last emperor of the domestic assaulters..."

Fang Yaoming's game id is Green, and everyone calls him G God.After Fang Yaoming, there has never been an exceptionally good assaulter in China—until Song Rongtan.

"Before I met me, Bibabu always thought that he was going to inherit the throne of God G..." Song Rongtan said, and smiled a little ostentatiously, "I didn't cut off the beard in the end."

It was not groundless that CRC was able to sweep the champions of all competitions at home and abroad with a crushing momentum.In terms of hardware conditions, they almost have the top match - the assaulter Green known as the "Emperor" and the sniper Square known as the "Reaper".

Fang Huai smiled.

RTG players take their seats on the competition bench.

"XXL is our last opponent with strong uncertainties." Fang Huai stood behind Song Rongtan with earphones on, with his hands resting casually on the back of his chair.

Song Rongtan shook the seat back and forth slightly, even if he couldn't turn his head, he still tried his best to show his presence in front of Fang Huai.

Then Fang Huai walked away in disgust.

"Coach, but when we were training, didn't you tell us all the tactics God G likes to use?" Bibabu was a little confused.

"My understanding with Team Fang is two-way." Fang Huai said, "He is my master after all."

Song Rongtan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although he knew in his heart that Fang Yaoming was just an uncle, he was still a little awkward.

"My understanding with Brother Huai is also two-way." He interrupted suddenly.

Bibabu showed a strange look: "...so?"

Song Rongtan snorted: "So when I retire, Brother Huai, it's best to pay some money to hire me as your assistant coach, or assistant or something..."

"100 yuan?" Fang Huai raised his eyebrows with interest.

Song Rongtan stumbled for a moment: "...OK."

Fang Huai smiled lightly.

The other three people didn't know what it was, they looked at each other in a daze, but they didn't know what to say.

"Today's game still needs your impromptu performance." Fang Huai said seriously, "Ring pays attention to the overall situation."

"Okay—" Song Rongtan said suddenly, with a long voice, "Brother Huai, you can count me as the master of tactics."

"Then God G is my ancestor?"

"Right." Bibabu said first.

"Then I'm going to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors." Song Rongtan touched his chin: "The blue is better than the blue... Hiss!"

Fang Huai lightly touched the top of his head.

"Hui, Shi, Mie, Zu?" He paused each word, and typed each word. Song Rongtan shrank his neck like a little gopher in a gopher machine, but he didn't hide with a smile.

He admitted that his mind wandered for a moment to somewhere that didn't fit the moment.

The referee signaled that the game was ready to begin.

Song Rongtan immediately turned serious, and his body, which was slouching on the back of the chair, also sat up straight.

"Calm down." Fang Huai said, "Trust your first instinct."

"I know." Song Rongtan cocked his lips, "Brother Huai means I'm awesome."

Fang Huai laughed, but didn't refute anything.

In the match against XXL, RTG narrowly won 3:2.

In the first two rounds, RTG and XXL went to the next round. In the third round, XXL took out a new tactic that he had never seen before, caught RTG by surprise, and ended the game in 15 minutes.

XXL took the lead to get the match point, RTG still maintained a good attitude under high pressure, and XXL had no new tactics, RTG chased two consecutive rounds and won with difficulty.

This is RTG's first five games in the World Championship.

Everyone let out a long sigh of relief when the words "Victory" jumped out on the screen.

Fang Huai came to the stage and shook hands with XXL with the team members.

That Quinby still had a stinky face and his chest was heaving, but he didn't dare to make any mistakes in front of Fang Yaoming.

Fang Huai and Fang Yaoming were the first to shake hands, and Fang Yaoming bent down and hugged Fang Huai again.

"It's great, Square." He closed his eyes to cover his reddened eyes, "It's been so hard all these years."

Fang Huai chuckled, but didn't know what to say.

Fang Yaoming is completely a big brother and even a father in his life. He cares about him, takes him in without hesitation when he is down, helps him find a job as a GG coach, and finds him a good psychologist...

The two hugged for a little longer.The fans in the audience who knew about the past of the two had already applauded enthusiastically.

"Fang team, Song Rongtan and I will pick you up when we return home." Finally, Fang Huai said.

Fang Yaoming smiled heartily, and raised his hand to pat Fang Huai's head as if to appease a junior.

Suddenly, Fang Yaoming noticed the pendant that fell out of Fang Huai's collar, and asked, "Did you change the pendant?"

Fang Huai said, "So it was accidentally broken."

"Why is there an extra star?" Fang Yaoming smiled, "Did you find your star brother?"

Fang Huai subconsciously turned his head to glance at Song Rongtan, but happened to meet Song Rongtan's gaze on the two of them.

Very clearly sour mood.

Fang Yaoming followed Fang Huai's line of sight, with a clear expression.

When it was his turn to shake hands with Song Rongtan, Fang Yaoming grinned, patted Song Rongtan on the back hard, and strangled Song Rongtan in his arms just like holding Fang Huai.

Song Rongtan almost died.

"It's you who wrote so many stars to Xiao Fang?" Fang Yaoming said.

Song Rongtan straightened up immediately: "God G! Thank you for taking care of Brother Huai all those years!"

Fang Yaoming let go of his embrace, and was taken aback for a moment: "You little guy, why did you steal my lines?"

Song Rongtan put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly.

Fang Yaoming smiled comfortably, and then slapped Song Rongtan's shoulders twice.

"Xiao Song, right?"

Song Rongtan subconsciously nodded.

"Xiao Fang will leave it to you from now on!" With tears in his eyes, Fang Yaoming immediately changed from the big brother to the appearance of an old father.

Song Rongtan was stunned for a moment, he suddenly seemed to be at a loss as to what to do from head to toe.

Seeing his appearance, Fang Yaoming scratched his head.

"What... ah, are you still together?"

Song Rongtan blushed suddenly: "No, no. I'm still chasing Brother Huai..."

Fang Yaoming showed an expression of "Young people really know how to play", and smiled helplessly: "This kid..."

There seemed to be some meaning in his words, and Song Rongtan's men under the team uniform twitched subconsciously, and asked: "God G! Did brother Huai... tell you something? It's about me!"

Fang Yaoming rubbed his chin on the ground, sneaked a glance at Fang Huai who was shaking hands with other XXL players, saw that he didn't seem to notice this, and coughed lightly.

"It's not convenient for me to say that." Fang Yaoming concealed it deliberately, with an expression that made it clear that he was telling Song Rongtan—"I know, but I won't say it."

"Song Rongtan?" All the RTG players standing in front of Song Rongtan finished shaking hands and were about to step off the stage. Fang Huai stood at the head of the team, turning his head and urging with a slight frown.

"God G, go back and contact me!" Song Rongtan said.

Fang Yaoming stretched out his hand and poked him on the head, hating iron for being weak: "...What are you contacting me for? Contact your Brother Xiao Huai! You idiot..."

Song Rongtan covered his head.

It was the first time he was poked in the head by someone other than Fang Huai. Even his own brother would be chased and beaten by him for doing so, but today he was not angry at all for the first time.

He even felt that Fang Yaoming seemed to be able to do one-finger Zen, and instantly opened up his eight extraordinary meridians.

On the way back, Song Rongtan sat obediently next to Fang Huai, secretly looking at him from time to time.

Fang Huai was puzzled all the way until he received a message from Fang Yaoming.

[Fang team: Damn...Xiao Fang... Let me tell you something. ]

[Square: ...]

[Fang team: I was exchanging feelings with Xiao Song on stage today, I thought you two were already together. ]

[Fang team: Accidentally slipped the tongue. /Simple]

[Square: ...]

[Fang team: I think Xiao Song is a good kid, hurry up, hurry up. ]

Fang Huai closed his eyes.

He admitted that Fang Yaoming's words made him shake for a moment, but soon he still bowed his head and typed.

[Square: The square team is still in the World Championship. ]

[Fang Team: Xiao Fang, tell me the truth.Has Xiao Song been chasing you for a long time? ]

[Square: ... for a while. ]

[Fang team: Listen to my brother, accept it when you see it.ah. ]

[Fang team: This hook can't be left for too long, it will starve people... right, it won't end well. ]

[Square: I know the square team...]

Fang Huai pressed the phone lock screen, turned his face and looked out the window.

It was already late at night, and the lights in the bus were on. Through the glass, I couldn't see what was outside the bed, but I could clearly see the shadows of the people in the car in the glass.

Song Rongtan was also looking at him.

The eyes of the two met without warning, and Song Rongtan subconsciously bent his eyes and smiled at Fang Huai, like a flattering, clingy big dog.

Fang Huai's breathing fluttered.

"What?" he asked softly.

Today's game ended too late, Bibabu and Xiaobald in the back row had fallen asleep together, Da Zhong and Ah Mai were watching videos with headphones on, and the manager was probably communicating with the staff of the Propaganda Department on the phone , the volume is also very restrained.

Song Rongtan shook his head.

"Huai..."

He had just uttered a syllable when, for some reason, the manager's voice stopped.

The car stopped at a red light.

The engine noise is also a little weaker.

The light of the red light reflected on Fang Huai's side face.

[Huai—brother. ]

Fang Huai saw Song Rongtan's mouth shape in the glass.

He smiled and pointed to his cheek, but said.

[You blushed. ]

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[I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ride a small tricycle after this heart-pounding chapter, it's really inappropriate to put it in the next chapter... You know what I mean, next chapter! 】