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

The host smiled. Seeing that Song Rongtan didn't want to say more, he wisely didn't ask any more questions, and asked the next question of the interview instead.

"Tomorrow night in the finals, RTG will face last year's defending champion GG team. As the captain of RTG, Ring player, what would you like to say about this match?"

Song Rongtan thought for a while, then smiled lightly: "Actually, I saw that many people were joking, saying that this year's RTG World Championship is like Dragon Quest."

"Hahaha! Yes." The host is obviously one of them, explaining, "Whether it's the GG who will meet tomorrow, or the AR I met when I was four and two, including the XXL team, they are actually coach Fang Huai's stay. In other places, XXL coach G God is still his old captain. The relationship is really very close.”

"I heard that God G still wanted to keep our coach in XXL." Song Rongtan said.

The camera also matched Fang Yaoming who was sitting in the XXL lounge, he smiled and made a posture of raising his hands in surrender.

On the stage, Song Rongtan snorted softly, and said, "Sometimes I feel like the whole world is robbing me of my coach."

He deliberately bit the word "I" very hard, and the translator followed his tone very well, the word "my" was almost resounding.

This time, not only domestic fans, but also foreign audiences laughed out loud.

The host suppressed a smile and said, "Did Ring make a slip of the tongue? It should be 'your' coach hahaha."

Song Rongtan put it in his pocket, didn't say yes or no, just smiled, and said ambiguously: "You say yes."

[Hahaha, I can’t misunderstand, it’s your coach, I got it, I got it/doge]

[Small bald head: Damn it, did I not brag about the coach enough in the live broadcast room!Why is the throne of the fan leader not mine! ! ]

[Poor my bald-headed treasure, he went through the back door hhhh]

[back door?What back door? ]

[? ? ?Fuck, you two dare to play yellow! ]

"It can be seen that God Ring and the coach have a very good relationship." The host asked, "Will the two of you play games together in private?"

"Of course." Song Rongtan raised his chin, as if showing off, "Brother Huai only doubles up with me."

[Hahaha tugging at the puppy. ]

[How should I put it, I suddenly feel a little emo... Zhou Yuansheng is going to die! ! ! ! ]

[Why can't RTG appear one year earlier, why can't Gouzi be born one year earlier...]

[It’s so sad, if it was a year earlier, square would definitely have been able to go to RTG back then. ]

[The three years when a player is most in his prime...I really can't help it. ]

[I really want to see them fighting side by side]

[Damn it's a good time for the director...why did the camera cut to the lounge. ]

The players haven't gone back to the lounge yet. There are only managers, coaches and staff in the room, not too many, but there are quite a few, but Fang Huai is still sitting alone on the single sofa, and everyone seems to have an invisible layer barrier.

[…I, alas. ]

[Sand gets a little in the eye. ]

Suddenly the camera shakes slightly, as if someone hit the photographer.

It was Bibabu who rushed in frizzy.He turned around and made an apologetic gesture towards the camera with a silly smile on his face, then walked towards Fang Huai, followed by a bunch of RTG players.

As if a flock of birds flew back as soon as the door was opened, they surrounded Fang Huai chirping, beaming with joy, not knowing what to say.

Not long after, Zhao Zichu also squeezed in, and pointed at the flamboyant Song Rongtan on the screen with a foul face.

[Speaking of which, this seems to be the first time I have seen so many people around Coach Fang. ]

[However, if you were abroad before, it is true that you cannot speak the language. ]

[Fortunately, he returned home. ]

[But in fact, even in CRC before, he was never so lively around him...]

[It can only be said that he went around and went around, and finally met RTG. ]

[so good.I don't want Coach Fang to go to another team next year... Sigh. ]

The interview time was almost at the end. The host looked at the card in his hand, restrained his smile, and asked.

"Ring player, the GG captain Kwon Sang-tae you are going to face tomorrow, often mentions Coach Fang Huai on social networking sites, and also said that he hopes Coach Fang will go back. Would you like to respond here today?"

[The host is making trouble? ! ]

Song Rongtan's eyes instantly became sharp.He narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone calm.

"To be honest, I'm not [-]% sure that our coach will not return to GG." He said, "After all, I am not him."

[? !Is this kid dazzled by victory?]

[dog!How do you grow others' aspirations and destroy your own prestige! ! ]

There was also a moment of surprise on the host's expression.

Song Rongtan suddenly chuckled.

"But I can guarantee... I will go wherever Coach Fang is." He said, "If you GG want to ask Coach Fang back, then your main assault and the captain's position should also be handed over to me Get ready."

[Fuck! ]

[...Pull it or your dog's puffed up]

[I really want to see Quan Shangtai's sloppy expression hhhh]

His ruthless words were completely on point, and the host also took advantage of the situation to end the interview.

The RTG lounge was quiet for a while because of Song Rongtan's extremely aggressive words. Bibabu looked at Fang Huai, turned around and whispered to the little bald head.

"Song Dog...I'm afraid he will be scolded again when he comes back this time." Biba Bu said, but his eyes were full of interest.

Da Zhong helplessly spread his hands and shrugged.

The manager started to fan the flames: "Hey, although Xiao Song's words are not rough, they are still a bit too provocative. When he comes back, Coach Fang will have to train him well."

Fang Huai, who was watched by everyone, was a little helpless. He asked, "Do I just like to kill him so much?"

"No!" Bibabu said.

The little bald head shook his head for a while, and the reflection was like a disco light: "How could it be?"

"It must be Ring's fault that the coach was cruel to Ring." Da Zhong also deeply agrees.

Indeed, every time they saw Song Rongtan being slapped by Fang Huai again, the reason, [-]% to [-]%, must be that Song Rongtan said something first.

In the words of the manager, it is "owed".

Fang Huai smiled lightly: "Ring is quite good."

Bibabu was shocked.

Coach, you... seem to have changed!

"I thought Coach Fang would prefer... something more secure?" the manager said.

"Are you referring to Ring explaining about defeating GG tomorrow?" Fang Huai asked.

Bibabu nodded repeatedly.

Fang Huai said calmly: "Tomorrow is indeed a tough battle, but as long as you perform normally, there is nothing insecure."

On the other side of the room, GR, who had been silent all the time, looked at each other and saw the shocked expressions in the eyes of their teammates.

In the evening, in RTG's temporary training room, Fang Huai had just sorted out several tactical attention points that were more likely to be used in tomorrow's game.

Fang Yaoming is also on their side. He was temporarily invited by Fang Huai to give Bibabu a one-on-one tutoring, and because he has rich experience in fighting against GG, he also proposed a few things to RTG in the short meeting tonight. A point that can go further.

"Tomorrow's game, in fact, RTG can strive to win 3:0." He touched his chin and said.

Bibabu opened his mouth and said dully: "Fuck, how is it possible?! That's the champion who has won two consecutive championships..."

Fang Huai said lightly: "Before they won the championship again, they were only the No. 2 seeds in the division."

And it was Fang Huai who brought GG to the No. [-] seed position and led them to their first championship.

Bibabu suddenly asked curiously: "Hey...then GG defeated XXL at that time, right?"

Fang Yaoming nodded.

"God G, did you have any conflicts with our coach..." he asked in a low voice.

Fang Yaoming smiled heartily and said, "Aren't you my fan? This is how I look in your heart?"

Bibabu hastily denied it.

Fang Yaoming said patiently: "You bought lottery tickets with your dad, you won 1000 million, and your dad won nothing... Do you think your dad will scold you?"

"No, no..." Bibabu was at a loss.

"That's it?" Fang Yaoming spread his hands.

Bibabu was stunned for a moment, wondering if the recent high-intensity training and tight competitive state had affected his way of thinking, he seemed to be wrong, and asked blankly.

"Fuck? God G, god G, you and our coach are... father-son relationship?"

The two people surnamed Fang looked at each other, a little confused.

Song Rongtan looked at Bibabu with the eyes of a fool, and said with a smile: "You God G looks so old? No matter how you say it, you are at most an uncle and nephew..."

Bibabu suddenly said: "Then you are uncles and nephews?!"

Fang Yaoming held back his smile and said solemnly: "No, we are brothers."

"Damn. No wonder." Bibabu had an epiphany expression on his face, but he looked a little silly, "No wonder you two are so good at playing games."

Fang Yaoming reached out and patted Fang Huai's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Right?"

Fang Huai also smiled slightly: "Yes. Team Fang is my brother."

Song Rongtan couldn't help looking back and forth between the two of them, and pursed her lips.

The envious expression on his face was undisguised, Fang Yaoming saw it, he smiled and motioned Fang Huai to look.

Fang Huai coughed uncomfortably.

He suddenly felt that he was like the kind of student who fell in love in front of his parents...

He wanted to remind Song Rongtan to keep his eyes closed, under Fang Yaoming's eyelids, but he couldn't make any "flickering" movements.

After a pause, Fang Huai picked up the notebook and patted Song Rongtan on the back of the head gently.

"Don't beat Xiao Song all the time." Fang Yaoming said, "Beat the kid so stupid."

Song Rongtan bent his eyes: "Brother is right."

Fang Huai raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back." Fang Yaoming stood up, "I wish RTG a bright future!"

"Thank you God G!" Bibabu immediately stood up, "When will God G return to China? Remember to come to RTG to have more fun."

Fang Yaoming laughed loudly: "Okay, definitely!"

"I'll see you off." Fang Huai said.Song Rongtan also followed suit.

"Time flies." Fang Yaoming suddenly laughed, "It seems that the thing you brought GG to defeat XXL was just two days ago."

Fang Huai nodded. He remembered that after the game, he didn't want to participate in GG's celebration banquet, so Fang Yaoming took him out for dinner.

……

"You are more suitable as a coach than me." Fang Yaoming said.

Fang Huai was at a loss.

"Because you are very in control." Fang Yaoming said, patted his strong muscles, and smiled.

"You all know me as a person, don't look at me with so many muscles and I'm fierce... I've never turned down face to anyone in my life." Fang Yaoming thought for a while, and added, "Except for Zhou Yuansheng."

When he was in CRC, Fang Yaoming did not have any majesty, but more of a moderate attitude towards the management team.Because of his strong qualifications and old age, no one would dare to disobey him.

It was also because of this that before Fang Yaoming decided to retire, he said that he would pass on the captaincy to Fang Huai, and some teammates in the team were not convinced.

But Fang Yaoming still firmly believes that Fang Huai can do it.

However, at the dinner table a year later, Fang Yaoming drank some wine, his eyes were red.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Fang." He lowered his head, "I didn't expect things to develop like that."

Fang Huai knew that what he was referring to was Zhou Yuansheng buying and selling players, guiding the manager and the coach to make himself empty, and finally pouring all kinds of dirty water on him.

"If I hadn't insisted on letting you take over as captain, probably none of these things would have happened." Fang Yaoming sighed, "...it's all bad things."

Fang Huai shook his head: "Team Fang, I don't blame you. It's meaningless to say these things. It's not bad now. It can make money and have a place to live."

Fang Yaoming's hand holding the wine glass trembled: "You are a genius...Xiao Fang, you could have created an era."

Fang Huai chuckled and said calmly, "It's okay now."

Fang Yaoming suddenly raised his head.

When he took Fang Huai to his side and accompanied him to see a psychiatrist, Fang Yaoming himself almost seemed to fall into an emotional abyss, with self-blame, regret and guilt haunting him every night.

He thought that this dazzling star would fall into the sky, and the doctor advised him to stay away from the source of anxiety.

Fang Huai still persevered in another way, and set foot on this burning land again.

When Fang Huai just announced his retirement, Fang Yaoming had checked the domestic public opinion trend, because of Zhou Yuansheng's secret guidance, in the end, almost all the people who scolded him were overwhelming.

"Square doesn't like e-sports at all, he's doing well, he doesn't deserve to stand on the field."

"His championship is simply staining the sweat of other players."

Fang Yaoming has never been so angry.

How could Square not love e-sports.

If he didn't love, why would he insist on going ashore with a sharp knife like a mermaid.

"If... I said if it's possible. Would you choose to come back?" Fang Yaoming looked up at Fang Huai.

"What are you doing back?" Fang Huai asked lightly.

"Come back." Fang Yaoming said, "Go and get your glory back."

Fang Huai didn't speak. He looked down at the leftovers on the plate. It was already completely cold, and it wouldn't taste good even if it was heated up again.

"I don't think so," he said.

……

When he got up, Fang Huai's memories of many things during his illness were blurred, but he remembered this incident very clearly.

At that time, he seemed to have snuffed out a cluster of wicks that were still struggling to emit sparks.

"Xiao Fang. Do you still remember that I asked you at that time...whether you want to come back?" Fang Yaoming said suddenly.

Fang Huai nodded.

Fang Yaoming looked at him: "Now that contract has also lost its legal effect. Will you still consider it now? Come back."

Fang Huai was silent for a while, then said softly, "I will consider it."

Fang Yaoming smiled.

"I'm already 23." Fang Huai chuckled, "If you don't think about coming back now, you won't have another chance."

Song Rongtan suddenly said, "What's already...Brother Huai should be only 23."

Fang Huai glanced at him lightly: "Brothers are talking, why are you arguing?"

Song Rongtan: ...?

Fang Huai stared at him, and continued, "Did you tell Fang Dui to say that?"

Fang Yaoming rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment: "It's... what a big deal. It is indeed Xiao Song who wants me to test it out for him. Are you sure you will really come back?"

Fang Huai smiled, "Then what benefit did he give you?"

Fang Yaoming had a serious expression on his face: "We are all one family, what are the advantages and disadvantages?"

"Fang Rongtan?" Fang Huai looked in Song Rongtan's direction and raised his eyebrows.

"It's not impossible." Song Rongtan said.

Fang Huai made a gesture to knock him on the head, but Fang Yaoming stopped him.

"Are you sure you want to come back?" Fang Yaoming asked, "That's not what you told me before."

Fang Huai saw Fang Yaoming smiling, and said, "It's different now, people change."

"But you are not a person who will take the initiative to change." Fang Yaoming's expression carried some deep meaning.

Fang Huai did not comment.

A group of people walked to the entrance of the hotel, and the revolving door brought the bitter cold of winter night, but could not disturb the warmth around them.

Fang Yaoming stopped and smiled: "Is it because you met the person who can change you?"

After a pause, Fang Huai subconsciously tilted his head, meeting the gaze of Song Rongtan who was looking at him.

"Tsk." Fang Yaoming sighed, he reached out and patted Fang Huai and Song Rongtan's shoulders respectively, "I'm leaving, you guys go back quickly, it's getting late."

After all, he looked like he was hiding his achievements and fame, and he turned around and went into the night without even waiting for the two of them to reply.

Fang Huai opened his mouth, but felt a little dry in his throat.

"...Going back." He looked away.

The elevator stopped on the first floor, only he and Song Rongtan were there.

The sudden upward feeling of overweight made Fang Huai dizzy for a moment.

Song Rongtan moved his Adam's apple: "Brother Huai, you just..."

"I didn't say anything." Fang Huai interrupted him, pursed his lips and spoke in a flat tone.

"You said it." Song Rongtan looked at his back, "You looked at me."

"I never stop looking at you." Fang Huai said calmly.

Song Rongtan smiled lightly.

"Brother Huai, you know." He stood still, but pressed on every step of the way, "This is different."

Fang Huai's eyes wandered, and he paused for a while on the slowly changing elevator numbers.

Like irreversible time.

The narrow and airtight car is extremely quiet, and the smell of green orange diffuses, catching the milky coffee escaping everywhere.

Fang Huai spoke suddenly, and secretly clenched the hand that was hanging by his side.

"Yes, it's different."

Song Rongtan's breathing was stagnant.

Fang Huai looked around, looking into Song Rongtan's eyes through the mirror on the car door.

He spoke with a faint smile that he had never seen before, even with a frivolity that was confident.

"so what?"

Song Rongtan's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously tilted his head, but the weightlessness of the elevator stopped and he pressed the pause button.

The door was opened, and fresh, odorless air flooded in.

Fang Huai lifted his foot and walked out. He stood by the door and turned his head. The dim light in the corridor adorned his mirror frame like shining stars.

"Song Rongtan." He said calmly, "Tomorrow is the final."

"Just one day." Song Rongtan stepped up to keep up, his voice a little hoarse.

"Not even for a day." Fang Huai's voice was still steady, as if there were no emotional fluctuations.

He shook off the stunned blond young man behind him, walked in front, and opened the door of their room with his room card.

The sound of "Didi" fell in Song Rongtan's ears, but it seemed that some switch had been touched.

He stepped forward suddenly, put one hand on Fang Huai's back, pushed Fang Huai lightly and forcefully, put his other hand on the door frame, and closed the door in the next second.

Before Fang Huai could react, he was trapped in the corner of the entrance.

He took half a step back, but was blocked by a wall.

"What are you doing?" His cold gaze came out from behind the glasses.

Song Rongtan raised his hand, but put it down again, still not taking off Fang Huai's glasses.

"Brother Huai, I just want to confirm one thing with you." He said in a deep voice.

"The application was rejected." Fang Huai said coldly, "Before you get your grades, you will know if you will pass or not."

Song Rongtan opened his mouth slightly, and the bright red tip of his tongue seemed to run over the canines back and forth.

Suddenly, he chuckled and tilted his head slightly: "But the papers have already been approved, right?"

There was no light in the room, only the bright moonlight shining through the window, Song Rongtan turned his back to the light, but there was a faint light in his eyes.

That was Fang Huai facing the moonlight.

Fang Huai opened his lips, took a deep breath soundlessly, and let it out slowly.

He raised his head slightly, stretched out his fingers into the collar of his buttoned shirt, and drew out the necklace hidden in his chest with his body temperature with his fingertips.

The pendant escaped from the gap above the button of the white shirt, and was suspended in mid-air, shaking lightly. Two stars, one gold and one silver, reflected broken light inside.

"Yes." Fang Huai said softly, "Here are the results."

Like a teased pet, Song Rongtan subconsciously reached out to grab it, but Fang Huai grabbed it first and disappeared from sight.

"Tomorrow... Will you give it to me?" He said in a hoarse voice.

Fang Huai gently pressed the center of his brows with the fingertips that hooked out the necklace just now, it seemed that there was still a hotter temperature in his chest.

Song Rongtan was held back by her fingertips, and slowly backed away.

Fang Huai turned and left the corner of the entrance, with his back to Song Rongtan, with a faint smile in his voice.

"It depends on your performance." He gave the answer.

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