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

The next morning, when Song Rongtan arrived in the training room, a bald man was already sitting in the innermost seat. He turned around when he heard the door open, with a surprised expression on his face:

"Captain! Good morning!"

"It's so early?" Song Rongtan laughed.

The little bald head is RTG's backup assaulter, and the game ID is Dec., some call him Twelve, and some call him directly the little bald head.

"It's not that Director Fang is here, so I must be positive." Xiaoguang's head flashed, but he had a cute face and smiled with his eyes bent. "I never dreamed that I could train under Director Fang."

Fang Huai will be invited to guide the annual international youth training camp every year. The little bald head made his debut in the international youth training last year. His playing style is completely opposite to that of Bibabu. He was directly signed by RTG as a substitute for the first team. The original coaching staff wanted to start from here. Get started and find a way to break through the EUP.

Just as Song Rongtan was about to say something, he saw a series of barrages sweeping across the small bald screen.

"Live?" he asked.

The little bald head nodded, his eyes fell back to the screen, and he took a closer look, but stayed where he was.

[? ?Are you a living Fanghuai powder?People who like xenophobia are so emboldened? ]

[Isn't Fang Huai the new head coach of RTG?He's pretty handsome, and it's said that his grades are also good...]

[Enjoy, in what year, does anyone still know that Fang Huai pushed his teammates out of the championship team one by one after winning the championship? ]

[What's the situation, is there a melon?How can a professional player be so capable? ]

[A solo team double champion who is at the pinnacle of debut, isn't he the boss' own son? ]

[Their boss followed this big Buddha and bought a group of cowards to serve Fang Huai, but Fang Huai ran away within half a year. ]

[Already won the championship, people said that playing games is boring, so he turned around and went to a foreign team as a coach, and played our competition area and his old teammates in the World Championship. ]

[I go? ?Thank you for popular science, I was almost confused by the appearance and grades. ]

[Fang Huai get out of the competition area! ]

[White-eyed wolf, don't touch our human-headed dog! ]

Song Rongtan looked at the screen, his face turned cold, but he didn't make a sound.

Fang Huai's reputation in the country is very bad.Since he traveled across the ocean without saying a word, the fans all over the domestic e-sports circle loved him so much, and then hated him so much.Fang Huai didn't have any social accounts, and they couldn't find a place to scold them, but since the news that Fang Huai was coming to RTG was released, every time the RTG players broadcasted live, there were people standing guard.The manager had told the starters to avoid topics during the live broadcast, but the little bald man who had just returned from abroad and didn't know anything about it stepped on the tipping point with one sentence.

The little bald head bit his lip, his chest heaved, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "E-sports has no nationality! How strong Director Fang is... I know better than you! You, do you dare to say that about those foreign players?!"

[Foreign aid is for dreams and to win games.What is Fang Huai doing for?Slap your old club and teammates in the face?Cold-blooded and ruthless! ]

[Yeah, Fang Huai is really strong, but we will scold him as much as he is strong! ]

[With a dead face all day long.After so many years abroad, does Fang Huai still need to bring an interpreter with RTG? ]

[I don't think the RTG that houses him is a good thing]

The barrage became more and more outrageous, and there were no normal words on the entire screen.

"Director Fang is not what you said!" Xiao Guang had a fierce hairstyle on his head, but he couldn't utter a curse word for a long time, "You..."

"Calm down." Song Rongtan walked over, half of his face fell into the camera, his eyes were terribly cold.

"E-sports, food is the original sin."

The frenzied barrage paused for a moment, but then intensified again.

The little bald man gritted his teeth: "Captain..."

Song Rongtan stood up: "Okay, turn off the live broadcast."

The little bald head hurriedly followed suit, and then looked at Song Rongtan eagerly.

"I've been brought into rhythm." Song Rongtan's mind was full of the bullet screens he had just seen, and he was agitated. He pulled his chair away and made a noise, "Some people don't like RTG. It's normal for a big tree to attract wind."

"Are those... water, water army...?" The little bald man took a breath and asked.

"Not at the beginning." Song Rongtan said, "The one who fished in troubled waters later...it's hard to say."

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Song Rongtan twitched the corners of his mouth: "I told you before that your guide is not well received in China, do you believe me now?"

The little bald head hummed dully, but when he looked up, he saw the door of the training room was pushed open, and his eyes lit up.

Song Rongtan saw the person at the door from the corner of his eye, pushing the gaming chair forward with his feet, bumping into the little bald head's chair heavily, stretching his legs and hooking it, the little bald head's computer screen suddenly went black.

He kicked off the power cord of the small bald computer.

Fang Huai entered the door, frowning slightly: "What's wrong? It's so loud inside."

"It's none of your business." Song Rongtan said, with no emotion in his tone, "The little bald man said the wrong thing in the live broadcast."

Fang Huai looked at him: "No fighting in the training room."

Facing the cold gaze of the other party, Song Rongtan sneered, turned around and returned to his seat indifferently.

The little bald man sandwiched between the two looked left and right, and keenly sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so he hurriedly interrupted:

"Fang, Fang guide! I am twelve, do you remember me?"

Fang Huai's eyes paused for two seconds on the blond young man whose back was facing him, and then he heard the sound and looked at the little bald man with a happy face.

"Twelve." Fang Huai nodded, "I watched your training match in RTG. The problems mentioned last year have all been improved and improved."

The little bald head almost grew a tail and turned into a helicopter: "Thank you, Fang Guidance! I'm so happy to be your student again!"

"Well, let's go to training."

"Director Fang, I have a technical problem that has troubled me for a long time..."

Song Rongtan turned his back to the two of them, and his brows that had just faded a little were frowned again.

Last night he saw the assistant coach looking through the roster of professional players, and after asking a few words, he realized that Fang Huai was looking for a good-natured assaulter, and Bibabu took the words out of context to add fuel to the scene, which made yesterday's own trouble.

But Song Rongtan's heart was still tight, and he frowned and asked, "Why is he looking for an assaulter? RTG's three assaulters are not enough for him to rotate?"

Assistant coach: "I won't buy the club to be your substitute, don't worry. Coach Fang specifically said that he is a child with average talent. He must be looking for someone."

"Ring, you should restrain your temper a little bit." The assistant coach said earnestly, "I lost a lot of hair today because I was worried that you would fight directly with Coach Fang. You should be a little more obedient..."

Song Rongtan was listening with his left ear going in and out of his right ear, but now he suddenly remembered what the assistant coach said last night.

"Eighteen|nine years old, average talent, well-behaved personality..."

The age and personality, the bald head are all perfectly matched, the talent... is not bad for those who can play professionally, but compared with myself, he is indeed average.

The hand on the edge of the table knocked subconsciously. The conversation between Fang Huai and the little bald head in his ears had already mentioned the training content of the international youth training last year.

"Let's go, let's have breakfast." Song Rongtan got up suddenly.

He straddled his long legs and walked to the door in three or four steps, but no one followed behind him.

"...Don't you guys have breakfast?" Song Rongtan turned his head, but neither Xiaobald nor Fang Huai gave him half a second of look.

"I don't have this habit." Fang Huai said indifferently.

"I, I'll wait for a while until Director Fang finishes talking to me about this!" the little bald head also said.

Song Rongtan took a deep breath, turned around and left.Two steps later and back again.

"Tomorrow at 09:30, let's have breakfast together downstairs." He had a straight face, "RTG's traditional team building, no one is missing."

"There is no language barrier here, and if something doesn't suit your taste, ask the chef to change it."

After finishing speaking, he left without waiting for a reply from the two of them.

"Director Fang..." Little Bald's heart skipped a beat, for fear that Fang Huai would be angry because of the tone of his captain who owed him 500 million.

Straightening up, Fang Huai smiled lightly, and said, "You go to eat first, and we'll talk about the problem after the morning training."

For the first time, the little bald head saw the always aloof instructor smiling, and he responded blankly.

"Just call the coach from now on," Fang Huai said.

The little bald head promised again and again, and ran away in a small step.Fang Huai was the only one left in the training room. He sat in front of the computer and reconfirmed today's training plan.

Why do you look like a child... Fang Huai looked at the form on the screen and suddenly lost his mind, but what he was thinking about was not the real good kid who just ran out.

A blond young man with a flamboyant hairstyle raised his chin awkwardly to invite people to dinner... Is this what they call a thorn?

He shook his head, focusing again.

In the small cafeteria on the first floor, the little bald head rushed back to the training room after grabbing two mouthfuls of food, but was stopped by his captain at the stairs.

Song Rongtan looked at the little bald head's puzzled and cute eyes, and organized his words in his mind.

Seeing this, the little bald head scratched his head, and instead spoke first: "Captain, do you hate Fang Zhi...coach? Although I don't know what's going on...but Fang...coach, he's not that kind of person."

"...I know." Song Rongtan, who was defeated by an army, laughed, "I..."

"That's good!" The little bald man breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at him expectantly, "Then captain, next time you talk to the coach, please be a little gentler...just like Brother Zhong and Brother Xiaomai?"

Song Rongtan didn't even think about it: "No." He has no interest in being a good boy.

The little bald head didn't dare to persuade him any more: "Okay...then I'll go up to the cheerleader first. The coach said I still have a lot of problems to fix, maybe I can use it in the training game this afternoon!" After saying that, he ran away.

Song Rongtan looked at the empty corridor, stood there for a while, and then slowly went upstairs.

As the head coach, Fang Huai must know that the little bald man is in RTG, so he is probably not the one he is looking for.

...It's not for the team, so why is Fang Huai looking for a good guy.Does he really like being nice?

In the early training, the RTG players all put on an attitude of being ready for battle. No one wanted to be reprimanded by Fang Huai in the first training match.

"...The style of the EUP's four main players is like this. Next, let's look at their most commonly used tactics."

"Coach." Bibabu said, interrupting Fang Huai, "Well, don't you need to talk about EUP's substitute?"

Song Rongtan observed Fang Huai's expression. The EUP substitute was Fang Huai's old teammate when he was in the game. Because of his age and decline in strength, he had watched the water dispenser for half a season, and he didn't have the demeanor of the former champion team members.

"EUP's appointment for this training match is to find out about you, so I won't be a substitute." Fang Huai's tone was flat, as if he was talking about an unrelated person.

The topic returned to EUP's targeted tactics, Song Rongtan suppressed the doubts in his heart, and did not get distracted.

The team game of TETD is 4v4. The two teams are randomly assigned to the safe houses of the red and blue sides. Like the single player game, the money will increase slowly over time and the team will share it. However, the main source of currency still depends on the explosive items and dropped by players.There are seven maps in the team competition, and the area is much smaller than that of the single player competition. Each map has its own characteristics, some have complex terrain, and some are more open.In professional games, each team can ban (disable) one map, and the system will randomly select the remaining five maps for use in this game.

Three red, green and blue beacon lights will be refreshed randomly near the safe houses of both sides in the match. After all of them are blown up, you can break into the enemy's safe house and win the game.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the RTG players boarded the training uniforms on time, and the first four EUP players appeared in the game hall almost at the same time.

[RTG-Ring: Good afternoon, BO3 will start directly. ]

At the EUP base, the captain of the team rubbed his chin: "Why does this guy, Ring, suddenly have a sexual change? Didn't you have to start with a few words of trash talk in training games before?"

"After a year and a year older, I finally feel that I was naive at that time." The teammate laughed.

The two sides didn't talk too much nonsense, and entered the ban map stage of the game.

"Fight as you usually do." Fang Huai stood behind with folded arms, "I won't provide any help in this round."

Song Rongtan sneered and continued, "Bibab will definitely give you a wonderful negative teaching material."

Bibabu pointed at him "you you you" for a long time, but he couldn't refute.

EUPban dropped their worst airport, which is the map with the least cover in the open terrain, and it is the most suitable for RTG's style of play.

"Semi-jungle." Song Rongtan said.

The system selected [Abandoned Mall] among the remaining five maps.

"... EUP what kind of luck." Bibabu rolled his eyes, "Isn't this also their happy hometown?"

The countdown didn't give him much time to complain. After 30 seconds, the four of them were thrown into the safe room on the first floor of the shopping mall. The safe room of the EUP side was at the opposite corner on the first floor.

"Bibab, my family is poor, let's buy a small pistol|gun to make do with it." Song Rongtan entered the game, first bought a Galil AR, which was extremely extravagant in the early stage.

"Song Rongtan, you fucking..." Bibabu didn't snatch him away, and bought a P2000 with resentment. When the RTG master and deputy assault did not communicate the tactics in advance, there will be a wave of hand speed competition at the beginning. This time it can only be said that he was unlucky.

The little bald head didn't play, and seeing his team's unorganized and undisciplined "tactics", he secretly turned his head to glance at Fang Huai.

Fang Huai didn't respond. He had watched all RTG games and training videos. No one knew better than him what the team's style was.

This kind of casual style sounds like randomness, but it can also be called flexible... It just depends on how the commander controls the overall situation.

But obviously, facing a purely operational team like EUP, Song Rongtan, who wanted to take the lead, was not a good candidate for tactical command.

As they expected, in 25 minutes, RTG was detonated by the three-color beacon by EUP, and drove straight into the safe house.

Bibabu didn't even dare to look back at Fang Huai's face.

Although he only started with a pistol, Song Rongtan copied the bankrupt Galil AR and bought him his favorite MP9 with the money of the head.

"Apply for an intermission." Fang Huai's flat voice sounded behind him.

"Do you know why you lose to EUP every time? Because in the eyes of EUP, you are like a bunch of immature elementary school students who can see through at a glance."

As Fang Huai said, he leaned over beside Song Rongtan, reached out and gently patted his right hand covering the mouse, and held it to call up the replay of the previous game.

"At 3 minutes, your tactic was that Bibabu and Ring would break out from both ends of the shelf, and the big clock would set up a gun in the stairwell." Fang Huai squeezed a mocking chuckle from between his lips, "You think you are very clever ?”

"The EUP scout disappeared at the 50:[-] mark and none of you noticed..."

After briefly summarizing the loopholes of everyone in the first round, Fang Huai picked out everyone's performance and analyzed them individually.

His voice was cold and restrained, but it fell into Song Rongtan's ears from a distance of only twenty centimeters.

……too close.Every breath Fang Huai took could stir the air around Song Rongtan's lips and ears, with a hint of coffee.

The temperature of the breath passed Song Rongtan's skin along the airflow, and there was a strange feeling on the back of the hand that Fang Huai patted lightly just now, flaunting the difference between himself and other places.

Song Rongtan suddenly raised his hand and pinched the back of his own hand. He lost his strength and let out a "hiss" first.

Fang Huai was interrupted by him, turned his head to look at him, his pretty brows and eyes slightly frowned.

"It's just a loss in a training match...it won't happen." After a pause, Fang Huai retracted what he had planned to scold him, and then said, "I'll direct from the sidelines in the end."

"You can be human-headed dogs who stop and kill, but I hope you can also become nimble and ferocious wolves in the wilderness with your brains."

[EUP-Wish: Ring, you guys are no different from the original ones, if I had known earlier, we would not have made an appointment XD]

[RTG-Ring: Do you know if you want to raise your voice first? ]

Typing this sentence with his hand one step faster than his brain, Song Rongtan coughed lightly, and looked up at Fang Huai: "Coach, I'm blowing it out."

Fang Huai looked back lightly, but there was an imperceptible smile in his eyes: "Let's start."

Song Rongtan was forced to turn his head, the corners of his mouth raised, and he simply hit the carriage return.

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Read it aloud with me: Song Rongtan is Gong!Song Rongtan is attacking!Next year!Next year!