Fang Chi returned to the room, transferred the [-] that Wen Tu had given him, and sent one thousand at a time to Fang Zaidong. Until the moment before Fang Zaidong called, Fang Chi was still transferring the money seriously.

Outraged.

When Fang Chi answered the phone, there were only these words in his mind. After answering the phone, it was his mother's voice. It was cold, just like when he was a child.

"What do you mean?" Zuo Ting asked.

"It's not interesting." Fang Chi sat at the table and let out a sigh of relief, "I'll transfer the money to you."

There was silence for a while before continuing: "Don't go too far, he is also your father no matter what."

Fang Chi was also silent for a while, and hung up the phone directly.He took a deep breath, turned the rest of the money together and looked out the window. There was no moon in the winter night, and occasionally a few stars hung lonely in the sky, unable to illuminate a side of dust.

And the night is still long.

There is less than a month until the start of the Spring Split. During the period, there will be a New Year’s Eve party and a few days off. According to the coach, the next day will be the Spring Split.

"Appointed OHZ's training match at [-] o'clock. After the training match, there will be a meeting. The bot lane will continue to run in rank, and the rest will make a training plan based on the results of the training match." After Peng Li announced the arrangement, he asked, "Any objections?" without?"

Several people sitting around the conference table were staggering, Yi Fan leaned on Qin Yu's shoulder, Qin Yu's entire upper body was nestled on the chair, Fang Chi simply lay down on the table, and even let out a slight snoring sound.

It was only 10:30 at this time, which was the time when the group of teenagers who stayed up late were fast asleep.

Peng Li frowned, and put his gaze on Wen Tu's face: "Look at the other Wen Tu, who also went to bed late, and now he is full of energy when he shouts for a meeting, and you are all older than him—"

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Tu suddenly closed his eyes and slammed his head on the table.

There was a muffled bang, which startled the people sleeping on the other side, and opened their eyes to look over.

Wen Tu rubbed his forehead and raised his head, shook his head, looked up at Peng Li, and motioned for him to continue.

Peng Li: ...

Peng Li: "Let's not talk, you guys go play a few rank hot hands and prepare for the training match."

Fang Chi and the others responded several times, stood up and walked out of the conference room one after another. They didn't pause when they passed the training room, and walked directly to the dormitory.

Only Wen Tu turned a corner and entered the training room.

Peng Li shed tears of relief from behind, then strode forward and kicked the other three back to the training room.

"Why are you in such good spirits?" Fang Chi reluctantly turned on the computer, "Did you stay up all night last night?"

Wen Tu was still rubbing his forehead: "Yes."

"...Fuck," Fang Chi scolded, "I don't even say a word in advance when there is a training match."

"Don't complain, I just made an appointment this morning." Peng Li rolled his eyes when he mentioned this, "Recently, it's hard to make an appointment for training matches, many clubs are on holiday, so it's hard to get an appointment with someone who didn't. The coach is like a chicken blood."

"We're going to have a holiday too, shouldn't we have a holiday after the New Year's Eve party?" Fang Chi rubbed his temples, "Sooner or later, the club will be punished to death."

"The one-stop funeral service hasn't been refunded for you yet," Qin Yu answered over there, "If you need it, you can go there directly."

"Okay." Fang Chiting nodded seriously.

Wen Tu was listening to their jokes, and yawned lazily with his face propped up.

At twelve o'clock, the OHZ team members logged into the special account for the training game on time, and several people from NK also logged into their own training game account. Wentu's account was just issued by the base, and he was currently adjusting some game settings by himself.

Fang Chi looked at his head bit by bit, and began to wonder if he would fall asleep directly when the training match started.

After all, this person could smash his head down on the table while sitting.

How about falling asleep later?

There is no need to move around in team battles, and the ad will die suddenly. The reason is that the auxiliary is sleeping on the phone?

Fang Chi was amused, and reached out to touch Peng Li on the other side: "Tell me, why does Wen Tu often give me the feeling that I want to write a suicide note?"

"Huh?" Peng Li thought for a while, "Maybe you are not far from death."

Fang Chi smiled and ignored him, turned his head to see Wen Tu muttering silently again, his lips moved quickly, and Fang Chi read his lips carefully - sleep your mother hammer sleep your mother hammer sleep your mother hammer I'm not sleepy, I don't want to sleep... Fang Chi woke up with a smile.

After Wen Tu adjusted the settings, the training match officially started.

The general training match adopts the BO3 format, and the first to score two points wins, but probably the training match during this period is really not easy to make an appointment, the coaches of both sides discussed it and made a BO5.

No wonder the fight starts at twelve o'clock.

Fang Chi moved his wrist and grabbed the mouse.

The result of the training match was three wins and two losses. NK narrowly beat OHZ.

It is really thrilling to say that it was a narrow victory.

The opponents encountered in the ranks are basically random. Although Fang Chi and Wen Tu have played together for several days in the ranks, their tacit understanding is still not as good as OHZ's bottom lane. In addition, the opponent's strength is not weak. Fang Chi He Wentu was directly crushed under the tower.

It was the first time for Wen Tu to play a training match with the whole NK team. In the past few days, he has been busy with Fang Chi. Compared with OHZ, NK's cooperation in team battles is even more messy.

In the last fight, Yi Fan and Qin Yu played a set of perfect control, Wen Tu followed, and directly controlled the double C positions on the opposite side to death-in this case, Fang Chi was behind and could even hit the damage output.

After taking off the earphones, several people turned to look at the coach. Fang Chi cleared his throat: "I'll give you the microphone, and start your speech."

The coach gave him a blank look: "If you beat him like this, you will be mad at you sooner or later."

"One-stop funeral, half price for the second person, and more discount for the third person." Fang Chi paused for a while, put away his sarcasm, "Go ahead."

The coach then began to analyze the battle situation.

The upper, middle, and wild trio actually didn't have much problem. The top laner Qin Yu was steady, the jungler Yi Fan was fierce, and the middle laner Peng Li was well supported. The biggest problem was that the bottom lane team hadn't worked well yet.

This was only the first time to run in, the coach was impatient but didn't show it, he just mentioned a few casually and arranged for them to continue playing rank.

Wen Tu yawned, stood up and went back to bed, the rest of the people were also sleepy, but unlike Wen Tu who went to bed for three hours and was arrested and ranked until now, naturally they are not embarrassed to go back to sleep.

At night, Wen Tu woke up from hunger, got out of bed, went to the kitchen to make a bowl of noodles, and returned to the training room after eating and washing the dishes. I was wondering why Fang Chi changed positions.

After a few seconds of reaction, oh, I sat on the wrong side.

Wen Tu stood up, just in time to catch a glimpse of Peng Li at the door with a dazed expression from the corner of his eye - still holding a glass of water in his hand, probably going to fetch it - he sat back in his seat and turned on the computer.

"Hey, are you particularly sleepy?" Fang Chi was tired from ranking, and was watching Xin Fan take a rest.

"It's okay." Wen Tu said.

Fang Chi closed the webpage, and smiled mysteriously at Wen Tu: "I'll show you a treasure, and you won't be sleepy after reading it."

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