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Chapter 773

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Qiao Lian was already lying on the bed, looking like she had fallen asleep. 13579246810ggaax

He walked over and lay down next to her.

His hair was still damp and he had no intention of sleeping.

Hence he leaned back on the bed and picked up his cell phone.

But as he looked at the screen, he suddenly thought of the team gathering today.

Eight years ago, the team leader had always liked to send photos to the group chat, narcissistic and arrogant.

But after not seeing him for eight years, he had lost his youthfulness and had become mature and steady.

Although he had never met the rest of the team, the familiarity with them still made him miss them.

Perhaps it was because he had seen those old friends, but his thoughts suddenly flew back to eight years ago.

He and Soul Fighter had gotten to know each other through a random matchmaking game.

At the time, Soul Fighter had been opposite him.

The four teammates he had been matched with were all rookies and had played poorly.

Every time there was a team battle, they would rush forward without any strategy, which resulted in them always losing.

He was young and hot-blooded, so he never took any game lightly.

He had been so angry with them that he had lost his temper. He had charged forward and tried to assassinate his opponents on the side lane.

One, two …

Eventually, Soul Fighter sent him a message:

At that moment, Shen Liangchuan felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

He rarely scolded others in the game.

But some of his teammates really left him speechless.

Soul Fighter's words had made him feel good.

At the time, Zi Chuan wasn't that famous.

In the end, he had won that match by a hair's breadth.

After the match, he looked at his friends list. Just like in the past, there were always a few people who wanted to add him after every match.

He ignored them and was about to clear them, when he suddenly noticed Soul Fighter's name.

On second thought, he thought that he had played well, and because of that sentence, he inexplicably agreed.

After he agreed, the other party sent him a private message:

At the time, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he just accepted the invite.

After one match, they had played well together, so they started the second match, and then the third.

Sometimes, friendship between men came about in such an inexplicable way.

Back then, he had been arrogant and condescending, but because of this one sentence, he had gotten to know Soul Fighter, befriended him, and got to know him.

He had brought Soul Fighter into the team and had introduced him to Xiao Qiao, who had tagged along with him. Later on, when they were competing in the team, the rest of the team members would often change, but the three of them rarely changed.

The three of them seemed to be bound together …

As a result, when he decided to set up the club, the first person he thought of was Soul Fighter, and the first person he approved of was still Soul Fighter.

Shen Liangchuan cast his gaze down at this thought.

Setting up a club was a complicated matter. He had to go through many procedures before he could obtain the club's certificate.

He had to rent a house and get a computer …

With so many things added up together, he had his hands full.

During that time, Soul Fighter had fought side by side with him. In the end, after the club had been established, he had called Xiao Qiao and asked her to come over.

But at that time...

Qiao Lian's hand was injured. She had said over the phone that she couldn't play games anymore.

At that moment, Shen Liangchuan felt like he had been abandoned. But Soul Fighter was still with him because of his passion for gaming.

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