Auxiliary super fierce

When Fang Chi asked Zhang Yingxian to borrow money, he didn't make any excuses.

Zhang Yingxian is a rich second generation. Being a team leader in an e-sports club is entirely a personal hobby. If he fails to become a team leader, he will go home and inherit the family property. So when Fang Chi asked him to borrow money, he sent the money without much thought. It's mainly because he has known Fang Chi for more than three years, and more than three years is enough to see a person's character thoroughly.

But when Zhang Yingxian directly asked what happened to your family, Fang Chi was still in a daze for a while, at first he vaguely passed it, and then asked him with a smile: "Can you wish me well?"

"Why don't I wish you well?!" Zhang Yingxian stood up with his hands on his waist, "Did you still ask Yi Fan for a loan?"

"Yes." Fang Chi nodded. 50 is not a small amount, Zhang Yingxian can afford it, but he will definitely be chased and questioned to the end. Fang Chi doesn't want to tell others about the little things at home, so he splits 50 into many shares and borrows them separately.

"You fucking have a lot of brains, why don't you use your brains now?" Zhang Yingxian picked up a lollipop on the table, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely, "That Yi Fan has something How many characters are used, can you take out [-] at a time?"

Fang Chi frowned: "He borrowed it from you?"

"Yes." Zhang Yingxian said, "You ask him for a loan, but he has no money, so he comes to me to borrow it. I asked him a casual question and he said everything, saying that something happened to your family and you need money. Salary will be paid."

"Unlucky boy." Fang Chi laughed a little, "Why can't I hide things?"

"You can hide it quite well." Zhang Yingxian rolled his eyes, "Is your family okay? If you still lack money, I can make up for it here."

"No, I've got it all together." Fang Chi waved his hand, took a step forward, picked up the lollipop on Zhang Yingxian's table and began to tear it apart, "I know you are the second generation rich, so don't be so annoying, okay?"

"Get out, scumbag." Zhang Yingxian stretched out his hand to grab the lollipop in his hand, "You gave me, why do you eat it?"

"You said it was for you, it doesn't matter if you forward it to me again, don't be so stingy." Fang Chi stuffed the lollipop into his mouth and smiled rascally, "Take out your rich second generation's lollipop. Come on spirit."

"Hurry up and get out." Zhang Yingxian waved his hand and drove him out with disgust, "If something really happens to you, just tell us and let's solve it together. We've been teammates for several years anyway."

The smile on Fang Chi's face froze, he pursed his lips, trying to straighten the drooping corners of his mouth: "Thank you."

Zhang Yingxian nodded, motioning for him to get out.

Fang Chi turned around, he was still a little dazed when he held the doorknob, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

He shook his head, trying not to think about it too much, but Zhang Yingxian's words were like a spell on his heart, which made people hurt.

It's funny, the biological parents are thinking about how to squeeze him dry, but the teammates don't need any reason to help.

Fang Chi opened the door, and was stunned when he saw Wen Tu at the door.

Wen Tu stood at the door with the cat in his arms, with a puzzled expression on his face.His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something to Fang Chi, but Fang Chi waved his hand, not wanting to speak much.

Fang Chi wasn't in the mood to care about what the assistant wanted to say, and he himself was in a mess. When he went back to the training room and played rank, he felt that something was wrong with him.

In the evening, the coach came to the training room to inform about the training plan for the next week, and then wrote the time of the training game on the small blackboard. Then he stood behind the chair and watched several players play rank.

As soon as the coach came, the usually noisy training room became quieter. The sound of keyboards and mice kept ringing, which made people feel a little drowsy—fortunately, the coach only stayed for a while and then left.

Fang Chi planned to take a break, took the cigarette and lighter from the drawer, and went to the corridor outside the training room to smoke by himself.

The lingering smoke was entwined with thoughts, and the corridor was pitch-black. Fang Chi stared at the little spark burning on the cigarette butt, lost in thought.

In the training room, Wen Tu smashed the keyboard, and the dirty words constantly popping up from AD in the lower right corner of the screen made him irritated.Wen Tu wanted to type and spray back several times, but then remembered that this was his tuba, and he would be suspended after being reported for swearing. Annoyed, he could only block AD. The dialogue window was cleared, but he was still very aggrieved.

Wen Tu took a deep breath, touched two hands to divert his attention on time, and glanced at the empty seat next to him from the corner of his eye, and put a little more force on his hand to pat the cat.

After the game was over, Wen Tu sat in his seat for a while, and finally stood up and walked out.

Fang Chi just finished smoking a cigarette and was leaning against the wall of the corridor like a statue. Seeing Wen Tu coming out, he didn't curl his lips into a smile as usual. .

Wen Tu opened his mouth, trying to find a topic to break the silence, and after thinking for a long time, he could only choke out one sentence: "Are you still short of money?"

Fang Chi had seen a straightforward person before, but he had never seen such a straightforward one. He couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed: "Why do you ask that?"

"Didn't you ask Zhang Yingxian to borrow money? And Yi Fan." Wen Tu blinked and said it as it should be, "I still have a little..."

"Young people, saving money to buy a house is the right way. Loan usury won't bring you happiness." Fang Chi said with a smile.

"...Is it not missing?" Wen Tu asked.

"No shortage." Fang Chi stood up straight and said seriously, "Thank you."

"...Well." Wen Tu turned his face away, "What's wrong with your dad... Ah, what I mean is, you only borrowed [-] yuan from me before, and this time you borrowed money from Zhang Yingxian and Yi Fan. What's so serious? sick?"

It was the first time for Fang Chi to hear Wen Tu say such a long sentence: "I also really want to know what's wrong with him." After a pause, he continued, "I've thought about it, and guess it's mental illness. "

Wen Tu raised his eyes and looked at Fang Chi, but the man didn't seem to be half-joking, his tone was the same as usual, but his expression was full of sarcasm.

Wen Tu paused, as if he had thought of something, his expressionless face became more serious: "If your father is not sick, they must be blackmailing you."

Fang Chi smiled, blackmailing, the word was used strangely: "Think of me as an ATM."

"You can..." Wen Tu said, probably feeling that this sentence was a bit unkind, and said in a low voice, "You can ignore them."

Fang Chi took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it and took two steps back: "That's my parents, I can't ignore them, although... at least they gave birth to me. I let them blackmail me After a few years, if you use money to repay the affection, it will be over."

It was the first time for Fang Chi to express his deepest thoughts to someone, and the other party was a child he had just known for a month, and he was also a child with a rather awkward personality.

The awkward child thought about it for a long time, finally looked him in the eyes, and said word by word: "Money can't buy affection."

Fang Chi subconsciously blew a smoke ring in the direction of someone, then remembered something, and waved the smoke ring away: "But they only want money."

Wen Tu had nothing to say, and Fang Chi did not speak while smoking a cigarette.

One cigarette is enough time for people to think about a lot of things and problems, but Fang Chi obviously couldn't figure out what was going on in Wen Tu's head, because after he threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, Wen Tu was very angry. Seriously asked him: "You are the father's disease, right?"

Fang Chi couldn't help but took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and hit Wen Tu on the head.