Fang Lang once thought that even if Zhao Qi left, they would still be friends, but now it seems that he undoubtedly doesn't know the word friend too well.

Zhao Qi's hatred for him has risen to a stage.

"Fang Lang..."

Su Ning's soft little hand stretched out from behind Fang Lang and firmly grasped Fang Lang's big hand.

"I'm fine."

Fang Lang shook his head, letting Su Ning's comfort alone.

"Since this kind of thing has happened, then I can only face it, even if I don't express my position now, there will naturally be a career mentor to send me at that time."

In the blink of an eye, Fang Lang had already thought about everything in the future.

Originally, he wanted to log on to Weibo and state his essence, but after thinking about it, he had no evidence, so he wouldn't take advantage of the public's mouth to clear himself next time.

"Alright, let's start training."

Under everyone's gaze, Fang Lang commanded.

The training base is all set up, but it's not for everyone to gossip.

Qin Lang and his entourage also consciously walked to their favorite computer, and the tense battle began.

...

Fang Lang walked to the side of the base and gently dialed a number that had been on his mobile phone for a long time.

"Hey..."

The gentle and generous man's voice came out of the mobile phone, with a hint of hoarseness, very good, and even Fang Lang's original gloomy mood became clear.

"I'm Fang Lang."

Fang Lang rarely put down his body and was polite, the man on the other end of the phone could be said to be a senior senior.

"Fang Lang?"

The man's calm voice paused, and then nodded as if he had reacted.

"I know you."

A rare smile appeared on Fang Lang's face.

He also asked the factory director to come to this person's number by coincidence, and if Fang Lang really wanted to find a coach in his heart, then this person was definitely the best choice.

It's just not known if the person will agree to his request.

"I'm going to ask you out for a meal, if you have time."

Fang Lang's words were polite and appropriate, but there was majesty in his tone.

"I have..."

...

The dim café environment is excellent, elegant music spreads throughout the hall, and Fang Lang also adjusts his sitting posture quite unnaturally.

"Hello, I'm smiling."

A large slender hand stretched out towards Fang Lang in the air, and the hand owner had a warm smile on his face, illuminating the café.

Fang Lang also stretched out his hand, and the two big hands clasped together in the air, strengthening each other's hearts even more.

"You may be seated."

The smile in front of me is the first strongest ADC in the history of LPL in China at the beginning, and the classic video of three kills with a small yellow hair is still circulating on major websites, and some people even rumor that the puppy's ADC is learning from the smile.

Ever since he retired from the old WE team as he grew older, Smile has disappeared from major competitions and opted for live streaming.

Of course, with his fame in the past, even if Smile is engaged in live broadcasting, he is definitely one of the few big anchors, and whether he can persuade Smile to give up his comfortable life to be his coach today depends on whether the two of them are suitable for negotiation.

"I've seen your video, it's amazing."

A smile flashed on the smiling face, and the whole person showed a very gentle gesture and nodded appreciatively.

"Thank you."

Fang Lang was not shocked, he was still very sure of his own strength, at least he was constantly getting stronger.

"What are you looking for me today?"

Smile picked up the lemonade on the table and took a sip gently, he was originally a gentle character, and he made people feel extremely comfortable when he spoke.

"I was offended to call you, mainly because I thought I needed a coach."

For upright people, Fang Lang has always been honest and straightforward, they JBD need a coach for too long, and it is really uncomfortable to rely on them to explore on their own.

"Coach?"

The smile was slightly flustered for a moment, and he looked at Fang Lang in front of him with a confused expression.

"If I remember correctly, you're not an RNG substitute anymore."

Smile didn't know much about what happened to Fang Lang, the only impression was the farce with the puppy before, he left the top list position of RNG, and now he doesn't know which team Fang Lang is talking about.

"Of course, I'm not talking about RNG."

Fang Lang smiled and shook his head.

"I'm talking about my own team, JBD!"

When talking about JBD, Fang Lang's eyes sparkled, and it was easy to make people have endless reverie, what kind of team could make Fang Lang so energetic.

"Your own team?"

The smile still couldn't recover from Fang Lang's words, what was his team referring to?

"I already felt like I could never prove myself in someone else's team, so I wanted to create the best team, now named JBD, and I was just starting to set sail and needed a coach."

To tell the truth, even if it is JBD's shortcomings, Fang Lang has described them clearly, and he doesn't want Smile to be brought into the team by himself in an unclear situation.

"You... You..."

The warm smile couldn't help but stutter.

He really couldn't imagine where Fang Lang's confidence came from, and he actually said that he founded the team, you must know that this is definitely not a joke, not only does it require money, but also all aspects of operation, which is even more difficult.

"I know, maybe we are not perfect now, but who can say clearly, of course, you can rest assured, if you are willing to come, I will give you the best treatment in all aspects."

Different from the questioning of the smile, Fang Lang's demeanor only has infinite confidence.

"You... You're really impressing me. ”

Smile couldn't help but sigh, it was the first time that such a young man had talked about his unrealistic dream in front of him.

"Thank you."

Fang Lang smiled slightly.

Although the smile didn't come out, he knew in his heart that maybe he also felt that what he said was fiction, and only by proving his strength in the near future could he shut everyone's mouths.

"I can't be your coach, though."

The smile shook his head as if he remembered something, and there was a little more appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Fang Lang.

"Why?"

Fang Lang asked unrelentingly.

He chose to smile after weighing it for a long time, he was professional and good enough, if it was someone else, Fang Lang didn't know if he could be trusted, in this case, he wanted to try his best to keep smiling.

On the Chinese LPL, there are only a handful of excellent coaches, and he is not like other teams who want to ask for Korean assistance, he only trusts the Chinese.

Now the rejection of the smile is really difficult for Fang Lang to accept.