Auxiliary super fierce

Standing outside the door was the person who fought with Wen Tu that day, Wen Tu immediately became vigilant when he saw him, and refused to go any further when he was two steps away, looking straight at him , quietly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

"Don't be nervous," the man hooked his mouth, and casually swept Wen Tu's clenched hand, "I have something to do with you."

Wen Tu still looked at him without saying a word, his whole body was tense, as if he could throw the strongest punch at any time.

"You know that Lu Yuan is chasing you," the man said, seeing Wen Tu's expression relax for a moment, he leaned forward, "You know?"

"En." Looking at the man's face, Wen Tu suddenly remembered where he had seen him before.

Not that fight, but earlier.

……

Fang Chi threw the cigarettes into the trash can, rolled up Wentu's mouse pad and put it on the outermost layer, and helped the child sort out the messy backpack. He had seen Wentu pack peripheral bags before, basically He stuffed it in with all his might, and he guessed that Guo Wentu's bag would be a mess, but he never expected to find two or three pieces of cat food inside.

Fang Chi picked up the few pieces of cat food, threw them into the trash can, and asked Yi Fan, "What will happen to the elite after the founding of the People's Republic?"

"Take it back and rebuild it." Yi Fan packed his bag and put his back on his back. "Maybe we have to make a precision license or something."

"Okay." Fang Chi nodded seriously.Apply for a cat breeding permit for Wen Tu another day, so as not to be caught one day.

A group of people were chatting in the lounge, while slowly carrying the packed things on their backs, planning to leave the venue, Fang Chi went to the door, and there was no sign of Wen Tu: "Where is Wen Tu?"

"At the door... Where am I fucking?" Zhang Yingxian was also taken aback for a moment, and then took out his mobile phone to make a call, "He was still at the door just now."

Fang Chi clicked his tongue and ran to the door to look around, but he didn't see the man's shadow, and the surrounding staff also said they didn't pay attention.

Zhang Yingxian's phone call was not answered, and within a minute, another message came over: You go first, I have something to do, please take a leave of absence.

"This is considered leaving the team privately." Zhang Yingxian handed the phone to Fang Chi, "I can't control it anymore, you can see if you can control it."

Fang Chi took the phone and typed: When will you be back?

The other end replied quickly: at night, before eight o'clock.

Fang Chi frowned, and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Wen Tu: Where did you go?

Wen Tu: I have something to do, you go first and come back at night.

Fang Chi: Are you reciting the Three Character Classic?

Wen Tu: No.

Wen Tu: I can definitely go back before eight o'clock.

Fang Chi looked at the text message in a daze for a while, parted his lips several times but said nothing, then raised his head and smiled as if nothing had happened: "I'll be back at eight o'clock, something must have happened, my family Come to watch the game and treat them to a meal or something, or the fans invited him to some party..."

That's not enough to turn around and shout, there is no time to ask for a vacation, and others have to take the initiative to ask.

Zhang Yingxian was noncommittal, raised his eyebrows and beckoned the group to leave the lounge quickly.

Fang Chi didn't know what he was thinking, and walked at the end with his bag on his back. He didn't hear several well-connected staff members greet him. Didn't look at him at all.

A little annoying.Fang Chi watched the group get closer and closer to the exit of the stadium, and his irritability became more and more uncontrollable.

The days are getting warmer these days, and the sun is still hanging in the sky when we go out at this point, which is not dazzling, but it also brings some residual warmth.Fang Chi went out, and being exposed to the sun, he couldn't help cursing: "Fuck."

"See," Yi Fan touched Zhang Yingxian's arm, and whispered, "Fang Daxia is the kind of person who goes out no matter what the weather is, and opens his mouth to scold me first."

Zhang Yingxian smiled politely and ignored him.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Fang Chi sat in front of the computer, and the gold miner couldn't pass the fifth level. Every time he made a hook, it was as if there was wind in the mine, and the hook was crooked thousands of miles away.

He frowned and opened the gold miner again. After losing within 3 minutes, he simply closed the webpage and went outside to smoke.

What's the matter with Wen Tu, who can disappear without even saying hello?How urgent is it?

Judging from the tone of his reply to the text message, it doesn't look like anything serious happened.

After he came back, he called Wen Tu a few more times, but they were hung up without exception. After that, Wen Tu sent a few question marks, Fang Chi said he was fine, and then did not reply.

After all, Fang Chi didn't know anything about Wen Tu.

It's not that he doesn't understand his personality, but those things about Wen Tu, such as the reason for the transfer, the conflict with Ding Shengran, and why he switched from mid laner to support.

It can't be the mid laner position during the trial training, and Ding Shengran fell in love at first sight, and resolutely switched from mid laner to support, right?

Fang Chi felt that he had a big brain and thought a lot.

But Wen Tu's temperament of shutting down the microphone whenever something happened made him unable to help using his imagination, imagining many things that would be impossible if he just used his brain.

It didn't matter before, the two of them were teammates, and these things were considered secret, but now they are also a couple, Fang Chi didn't want to force Wen Tu to talk about the past, but he didn't want to. Don't want to be like this.I can't even guess what he's going to do.

Fang Chi felt that he was quite unreasonable, but he was really uncomfortable.

He stood outside and smoked two cigarettes, then turned around and went back after staring for a while.Pushing open the door of the training room, I didn't hear Yi Fan's familiar shout. Thinking about it carefully, the jungler has become much quieter during the rank recently-the word quiet may be inappropriate for Yi Fan, but it is true.

Fang Chi walked back to his seat and sat on one side with Peng Li, while the other side was empty, he couldn't help but clicked his tongue, picked up his phone and called Wen Tu.

Before the standby tone rang twice, Wen Tu's phone rang from the door of the training room. Wen Tu hung up the phone and walked in, looking at Fang Chi: "What's the matter?"

Fang Chi took a deep breath: "Why did you go?"

"Ah." Wen Tu glanced at him, sat back on his seat, picked up his own cup and found that there was no water in it, picked up Fang Chi and took a sip, "Something's wrong."

Fang Chi watched helplessly as he finished drinking the water in his water glass and put the water glass back to its original position. The stone in his heart suddenly loosened.

"Are you still drinking?" Fang Chi took the cup and asked him.

"I want to drink lemon tea." Wen Tu turned on his host and said.

Fang Chi had no choice but to put down his cup, and resigned himself to his fate, went to the kitchen freezer to get lemon tea out and put it on his table.

"Zhang Yingxian said that next time he does this, his salary will be deducted." Fang Chi watched him log in to the game, and logged in himself.

"En." Wen Tu nodded, "There will be no next time."

Fang Chi sighed, raised his hand and patted Wen Tu's arm, but when he was about to withdraw his hand, he found a bruise mark on the back of the man's exposed hand.