Auxiliary super fierce

After seeing off Yi Fan, Fang Chi didn't bother to watch movies anymore, so he just threw his phone on the bed and lay down to sleep.

The moment his head touched the pillow, he was overwhelmed with tiredness, and Fang Chi felt like a patient suffering from a cold. He pulled up the quilt, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

In the training room downstairs, Wen Tu held the mouse with one hand and pulled the dead skin on his lips with the other. He inadvertently pulled the flesh. He licked his lips and wiped off the blood that oozed out.

The mobile phone placed next to it vibrated twice. Wen Tu picked up the mobile phone, glanced at it, and put it down again.

Ever since Lu Ni confessed that he has a girlfriend, he has often chatted with Wen Tu.

Wen Tu doesn't really want to talk to him - he doesn't like to send messages to people - but he always feels embarrassed not to reply, not to mention that when Lu Ni is on the night shift, he will take pictures of the small animals in the store for him .

It's just a message, and it doesn't get in the way of much.

Wen Tu picked up the phone again and replied to Lu Ni.

When he put down his phone, he caught a glimpse of Peng Li from the corner of his eye. Captain Peng was propping his face with his hands, staring intently at the place where Fang Chi put the cup, as if he was thinking about something.

Qin Yu came over and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you doing, you'll be out of your mind if Fang Chi isn't here for a while?"

"Don't make trouble," Peng Li slapped Qin Yu's hand away with a serious face, "I'm thinking."

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Yi Fan push the door and walk in, Qin Yu raised his hand and waved at him.

Peng Li: "Meditate on the survival rules of single dogs in today's society."

Qin Yu:?

……

The days passed quickly, and after the Spring Split started again in the next year, NK won two losses and three wins, and lost a lot of small points. After the game, several players were taught a lesson by the coach.

"There will be a game in two days, I hope you all can cheer up." After the coach finished the lesson, he took a sip of water from the thermos and spit out the wolfberry that he accidentally sipped into the trash can. In my eyes, but I don’t want your efforts to be unrewarded, come on, get more points in the spring split, and we will have a greater hope of entering this year’s S race.”

After the coach finished speaking, he glanced at the expressions of the people sitting below, shook his head and left, leaving the five people in the meeting room stunned.

It's hard to say about the state of the game. A well-played training match doesn't necessarily mean a strong match, and a well-played match doesn't necessarily mean a good rank. The touch and luck on the day of the match always have to account for some of it.

The grades kept going up and down, and the atmosphere in the training room was not as lively as usual. Zhang Yingxian no longer mingled with them, but seriously supervised a few people to rank.

The two on the next road don't need Zhang Yingxian to supervise, they are like preparing for the college entrance examination, one is more serious and focused than the other.

Four days later, NK will face AST.

At the beginning of the season, when the schedule was sent out to a few people, Fang Chi just glanced at which teams were playing against them in the early stage of the game, and didn't care which game he was playing against AST. A few days ago, Fang Chi inexplicably remembered that the match against AST seemed to be just around the corner.

Afterwards, he began to rank day and night, opened custom to make up contact, and also brought in the former support of the PKG team, Shen Kong, who is now retired as an anchor, came to line up with him, and practiced his positioning skills.

In fact, these are things that Fang Chi practices every day.

But as the schedule approached, those things that were pressing on me became heavier for no reason.

He wants to beat AST.

After Wen Tu told the AST group of misunderstandings about him last time, Fang Chi didn't think about how many secret criticisms Wen Tu had suffered in the past, but not thinking about some things doesn't mean that there are none.

And Wen Tu's idea is very simple, he wants to win AST, slap Ding Shengran's face hard, and then go home and feed the cat.

In short, winning AST seems to have become an obsession, faintly pressing on several people, and the atmosphere gradually became dull.

Finally, it was the day of the competition, and the four of them were pulled up from the bed by Peng Li, rushed to the bathroom to wash up, dried their hair and came out, all of them looked as energetic as if they were going to a runway show.

Putting on the team uniform, putting the peripherals into the backpack, and waiting at the gate of the base for Zhang Yingxian to check that there were no illegal items in his bag, and then got into the car and drove all the way to the venue.

Fang Chi sat on his seat, looked sideways at the scenery outside the window, and suddenly sighed.

He had been preparing for several days, but Fang Chi seemed to be on stage for the first time. He sighed and took out his phone to send a message to Wen Tu, as if he was on stage for the first time.

Most of the people in the car closed their eyes and pretended to be asleep, and there were also Yi Fan who was so obsessed with sleeping in the car that he didn't care about it. In order not to disturb others, Fang Chi chose to use messages to communicate with Wen Tu.

Wen Tu felt the phone vibrate in his pocket, so he took it out to have a look.

Fang Chi: Are you nervous?

Wen Tu: Nervous?

Fang Chi: Don't you feel uncontrollable excitement when playing against your old club?

Wentu:?

Wen Tu: No, but I don't want to shake hands.

Fang Chi: Why?

There was no reply over there. Fang Chi glanced at Wen Tu's direction, and saw that the other party had typed seriously, deleted it, and typed another sentence. He was probably thinking about how to express himself.

Fang Chi got bored of waiting, so he logged on to QQ to check the news of his fan group, but he hadn't opened it yet, and the latest statement hanging on the group notification was a fan with the name cards of Ding Shengran and Wen Tu's CP group , sent a sentence: "My CP is finally going to be in the same frame today!"

Fang Late went in, silenced the man for 10 minutes, and helped him modify his vest by the way.

If you are young, don't be too sincere when you are eating cp, it is easy to suffer retribution.

Fang Chi thought.

I'm doing it for her own good.

The muted girl looked at all kinds of question marks flying in the group with a dazed expression, and added a sentence: "I'm going to the competition soon, so I'm a little nervous."

You are nervous with a hammer, you are nervous.

The girl looked at the screen in confusion.

After playing for four years, you are still nervous. Is your heart made of rubber bands?

Fang Chi closed the fan group, and when he returned to the main interface, he just received Wen Tu's reply, with a few short words on it, which immediately brightened Fang Chi's mood.

Wen Tu: I don't want to see Ding Shengran.

Fang Chi couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth.

The reality is not as perfect as a fairy tale. Although the five members of NK have trained hard, in terms of small details and the overall operation of the team, they are still inferior to AST, which won the world runner-up last year.

With a score of 2:1, the last one almost overthrew AST's base. Yi Fan also grabbed the ancient dragon at a critical moment, but lost in the last wave of team battles.

Lost.

At the end of the game, according to the rules, the winning side had to go to the losing side to shake hands. Wen Tu sat on the outermost side, watching his former teammates and the group of AST slowly walking towards him.

You Wei walked in the front and shook hands with Wen Tu first. Wen Tu stretched out his hand and shook hands gently, without expressing much.

Ding Shengran also came over.

He stood at the end of the line, staring at Wen Tu fiercely, and when Fang Chi put his gaze on him, he blinked his eyes as if nothing had happened, and walked over to shake Wen Tu's hand.

"Is this what you want?" Ding Shengran held Wen Tu's hand, looked at him and smiled, then suddenly hugged Wen Tu, and asked softly in his ear, "Why did you transfer behind my back? "

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and glared at Fang Chi.

"Cough." Fang Chi coughed, straightened his back, and stopped eavesdropping.

When Ding Shengran let go of Wen Tu, Fang Chi patted Ding Shengran's shoulder earnestly, and said with a half-smile: "Don't you, we Wen Tu, who has thin arms and legs, transferred behind your back. It’s a little hard to carry.”