Auxiliary super fierce

Not long after the Weibo was posted, there were thousands of comments on the bottom, which seemed to be soaring all the way. Most of them were Ding Shengran's fans rushing over to scold Fang Chi, and a small number of Fang Chi's fans were also very skinny. Probably Fan Sui contestant, following the troll's reply, he replied "What?"

As soon as Fang Chi refreshed it, there was a string of memes underneath, which looked quite festive.

The door of the training room was suddenly pushed open, accompanied by Zhang Yingxian's growl of "Fang Chi, what the hell is wrong with you, don't you think it's not chaotic enough to keep rhythm?!" Fang Chi raised his eyebrows and turned his head, just in time to see Wen Tu followed behind Zhang Yingxian.

"Where can it be?" Fang Chi sat on the chair and turned half a circle, facing Zhang Yingxian, "I am expressing my warm greetings to the AD team next door."

After thinking about it, he said, "What?"

"I'm a hammer!" Zhang Yingxian glared at him, "Quickly delete Weibo, our PR has already been sent out, don't make trouble."

"So fast?" Fang Chi was stunned for a moment, then picked up his phone to refresh the interface, and indeed a public relations microblog of the NK club came out.

It was clearly written on it that Wen Tu was going to send Lu Yuanchai out of the hospital today. The two had an argument at the gate of the hospital. Wen Tu acted as the first mover. I gave a warning once, and at the end I also visited the AST club, which was very formal.

Fang Chi clicked his tongue: "Why are you encircling AST?!"

"You have to save face. Even if you don't hit it, you still have to circle it to show respect." Zhang Yingxian rolled his eyes, and seeing that Fang Chi had no intention of deleting Weibo, he simply grabbed his phone and clicked on it. The Weibo was deleted, and after the work was over, he threw the phone to him, "Don't make trouble, the competition starts tomorrow, calm down."

He left after saying this. Fang Chi refreshed his phone twice, and shook his head helplessly as Ding Shengran's fans went to NK's official blog to start tweeting again.

Wen Tu just walked in from the door, sat on the seat, propped his face with his hands to watch the screen, and lost his mind again.

Fang Chi put down his phone and touched his arm: "Are you playing rank?"

"En." Wen Tu responded, but he didn't turn on his computer for a long time. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly turned to look at Fang Chi: "What did you post on Weibo?"

"Didn't you see it?" Fang Chi asked back.

"I didn't see it." Wen Tu paused, and continued, "The team leader was scolding me at that time, and after seeing your Weibo, he scolded you again, but he didn't show it to me."

"Ah." Fang Chi said, "I didn't post anything, just..."

"Just?" Wen Tu looked at him.

"Just sent Ding Shengran a message." Fang Chi laughed as he spoke.

Thinking about it with his toes, he knew that it was impossible to just post a meme, Wen Tu didn't expose him, but stared at Fang Chi's smile for a while, and then laughed together.

The next day, the spring season kicked off. There was no NK game on the first day, so a few people sat in the base to watch the opening ceremony, and watched Fang Chi make his debut by the way.

Wen Tu didn't know that Fang Chi was selected for NK's team debut this year when Fang Chi left the club in the morning. He was sitting in front of the computer screen, watching the live broadcast of the opening ceremony of the Spring Split with Yi Fan and the others. .

After the host finished reading the advertisements and sponsors smoothly, accompanied by passionate music, he introduced all the teams participating in this year's spring competition.

The first one to come out was You Wei from AST. As soon as he came on stage, the fans immediately cheered. Behind him was the wonderful team fight played by AST in the World Championship last year. He stood at the front left and waved to the audience.

"Look at the others, how calm they are." Yi Fan smacked his lips, "Will Daxia Fang not tremble when he goes up later?"

"No." Qin Yu said, "He is at best a Young Pioneer representative."

Wen Tu didn't listen to what they said, because the third one was Fang Chi's appearance.

First, the host called out the name of their team loudly, and then the spotlight hit the stage, and Fang Slowly walked out from the backstage, not as stiff as Qin Yu and the others expected, just walked out very ordinary, and walked to his place Go up, put your hand in your trouser pocket, and don't move.

Pretty cool.

Wen Tu thought.

Fang Chi was usually smiling, but now he kept his face straight, and the outlines of his facial features were reflected particularly deeply by the lights of the stadium.

The director cut the camera to Fang Chi's side. A two-second shot flashed by, but Wen Tu saw something different.

If I had to say that I saw something different, it was probably because Fang Chi was very successful in pretending this time, and he was so handsome.

"Hey, tell me, what do the directors of the league think?" Qin Yu said, "Isn't the wave that was played when Fang came up late just now, the one where we were defeated in the qualifiers last year?"

"It seems to be true?!" Yi Fan only realized now, "Damn, why is this director as wicked as..."

Wen Tu: "Huh?"

Yi Fan actually spoke in a low voice, but helplessly, no one was playing rank for a while, and the training room was as quiet as a college entrance examination room.

"Wonderful?" Wen Tu turned off the live broadcast thoughtfully.

"No!" Yi Fan looked at him and clicked on customize again, and said hastily, "I mean, your operation is very wicked, but it's not that you are wicked... No, your operation is not wicked, e-sports Victory or defeat is standard issue……"

Wen Tu: "On the number."

Yi Fan: ...

Wen Tu: "Father and son bureau."

Yi Fan: ...

When Fang came back late, Yi Fan had been lying on the seat with his face covered for a long time. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yi Fan lying on his stomach, and couldn't help but click twice: "What's wrong with this? By whom? insulted?"

Qin Yu smiled and brought over a cup of warm water, and put it on Yi Fan's table: "I'm assisted by your lively, cute, smart and talkative."

"Cute and smart, I admit it, lively and talkative, are you sure you're talking about Wen Tu?" Fang Chi patted Yi Fan's shoulder, "Or did the base buy a new assistant?"

"My son is wronged." Qin Yu sighed, "You can't even beat a support, why do you think you are so good."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after Qin Yu finished speaking, Fang Chi saw Yi Fan shrank again.

Fang Chi, who also couldn't beat the support, teased Yi Fan again, and walked back to his seat slowly.

They have a match tomorrow, and they didn't think about playing rank again to make themselves too nervous, so Fang Chi played two small games casually.

Wen Tu, on the other hand, was holding the phone, staring at the message from Lu Ni in a daze.

"Did you watch today's opening ceremony? Fang Daxia is really handsome! He is the face of NK. I have a good friend who likes him very much. Can I ask for his contact information?"

There were several aggrieved expressions underneath.

Wen Tu pondered for a long time, but didn't know how to reply.

Type a few words in the dialog box and then delete it, it is impolite to ignore it.

"You fan," Wen Tu turned his head slightly to talk to Fang Chi, said three words and paused for a while before continuing, "The little nurse at the pet shop wanted your contact information last time."

Fang Chi frowned inexplicably when he heard the words 'little nurse in a pet shop', his hands trembling slightly as he played with the gold miner, and he responded casually: "No."

Wen Tu paused for a while before continuing, "Okay."

He picked up the phone again, entered the three words 'he didn't add' in the dialogue window, thought about it, deleted it, changed it to 'he didn't', and sent it.