You Are My Unforgettable Love

Qiao Lian sat in the room on the third floor for two hours.

There are very few things here, but they are full of memories of their past.

After surprise and joy, she had only doubts.

If Shen Liangchuan is Zichuan, why doesn't he recognize himself?

and also……

Song Yuanxi vocally said that his first love was her sister ... what's going on?

In addition, who is that person in the cemetery? Why do everyone in the team think that it is Zichuan?

She thought about it and lowered her head.

The joy faded, and nothing remained.

It wasn't until she was awakened by the ringing of a phone that she returned.

After looking at the number, it was the official phone of lot Beijing. She answered the call in a hurry and heard the other party say, "Hello, this is Lot to overcome. Is it Joe coach of the CQ team?"

Joe nodded in love.

The other side continued to say: "Yes, this is the team that entered the semi-finals. We plan to do a promotion and advertise for the finals. Can you lead your team members to take pictures? We have appointments with top dressing rooms Photographer ... "

E-sports are now developing towards the stars.

Nothing is asked for a picture or something.

Qiao Lian thought about it and agreed.

Although you don't want to be famous for playing games, you still need to cooperate with this official activity.

Shen Liangchuan hasn't returned home yet.

She thought about it and called him.

But his phone turned off at the moment.

Qiao Lian called Song Cheng again, and the call was answered. Song Cheng's low voice came over: "Miss Qiao, what's wrong?"

Qiao Lian bit her lip. "Is Shen Liangchuan here?"

Song Cheng said: "Brother Shen is right next to me, but something went wrong with the crew and he is chatting with the director. Not suitable for talking."

After hearing this, Qiao Lian breathed a sigh of relief.

From the end of the game, he left in a hurry, she thought he was found by her and ran away.

It was like the meeting eight years ago, he didn't show up ...

Seeing that he wasn't hiding from himself, Qiao Lian was relieved, "Okay, then I have something to say at night."

Hanging up, Qiao Lian called the club chief again.

Su Penghao has always been embarrassed to play games. He has never been disdainful of activities such as propaganda. Before that, his club also kept a low profile as if it did not exist. As a result, there were few fans when playing games.

Qiao Lian said, "The corpse leader is like this. The organizer plans to let us take a picture. Do you have any time? Well, we actually play games ..."

Thinking of something to persuade him, he heard Su Penghao's crisp and clear voice: "Okay, when?"

Qiao Lian: ...

She looked at her mobile phone. This is the one. No matter what she does, she will always say something to her.

That guy, won't you be sick!

She coughed. "It is said that after an hour, you are now preparing to leave and I will go to the organizer."

"Well, see you later."

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Lian thought it was incredible that all this went well.

She patted her face and raised herself up, trying not to think about Zichuan. So she went out, took a taxi, and went straight to the organizer.

As soon as I came to the organizer, I saw a good car parked at the door, and the purple fairy came out of the car.

The moment she saw Qiao Lian, the purple fairy suddenly stopped.