A gust of autumn wind blew, and the little pants that the mountain always dried on the balcony blew directly onto the branches in the garden.

Silence is recognizable to Mr. Shan's pants.

didn't think much about it, and Silent directly took off the beige pants for Mr. Shan.

"Thank you."

Mr. Shan silently took the little pants.

Silence said: "You have activities in the afternoon, I will accompany you." ”

Mr. Shan shook his head, crumpled his little pants into a ball and stuffed them into his pocket, and said without looking back: "There is still training in the afternoon, I will go back." You train with them. ”

Silence always feels that Mr. Shan has been deliberately distancing himself from himself, and sometimes even deliberately avoiding it.

This also made Silence wonder again if Mr. Shan also occupied an important place in his heart in the memory he lost.

In recent days, Silence has been dreaming absurd and strange dreams.

Everything in the dream seemed real, as if it had happened in the past.

...

Mr. Shan hurriedly put on his little pants, changed into a cool autumn shirt, and straightened out his small hairstyle in front of the dressing mirror.

Looking at the mobile phone time, it is only an hour and a half away from the e-sports activities in Nandu.

Mr. Shan hurriedly went downstairs and greeted Lu Zuoyu, who was reading the information on the sofa: "I'll go to an event for ice cubes and come back in the evening." ”

Lu Zuoyu didn't raise his head: "Let the silence go with you." ”

Mr. Shan stepped on the brakes sharply and looked at Lu Zuoyu: "You're not kidding, are you?" ”

Lu Zuoyu's expression looked very decent, and he said seriously: "At this point, it takes an hour to get from here to the Nandu E-sports Stadium." Your driving skills are too poor. ”

Mr. Shan stomped his feet and said angrily: "The master has been getting a driver's license for four years, can he have problems driving?" ”

Lu Zuoyu looked like a tyrant, beckoning, and Silence had already driven out of the garage, honking the horn outside the door.

There was no way, Mr. Shan had to glare at Lu Zuoyu angrily, turned his head and walked out the door.

...

Mr. Shan opened the rear car door and sat in with an annoyed face.

Silent drove in front, glanced at Mr. Yama through the rearview mirror, and reminded him: "Fasten your seatbelt." ”

Mr. Shan ignored him.

Leaning lazily in the back seat, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

After being silent for a while, he still stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove slowly towards the Nandu E-sports Stadium.

This is a Glory of Kings public welfare event that aims to raise funds for children with cerebral palsy across the country.

Shan is always the most well-known professional player in the Honor of Kings e-sports circle, with a large number of fans all over the country and even abroad, and his popularity is comparable to that of a popular star in the entertainment industry.

The organizers intend to use the fame of Mr. Yama to increase the popularity of this event.

Mr. Shan doesn't care, the greater his fame, the heavier the responsibility on his shoulders, and he has to do something for the society.

...

The Nandu E-sports Stadium is already crowded at the moment, and fans from all walks of life gather together and look forward to it.

The investment organizer of this event - Wanwan Live.

As the new director of Wanwan Live, Ling Qi arrived at the scene very early, neatly dressed, waiting for the arrival of Mr. Shan.

"Director." Cola, the popular male anchor of the live broadcast, greeted Ling Qi respectfully.

Ling Qi just nodded casually, not even throwing a glance at Coke.

The smile on Coke's face couldn't be contained, of course he knew who Ling Qi was waiting for, Mr. Shan, who was live streaming with tentacles next door!

"Director, I will donate 500,000 yuan to this public welfare activity." Cola smiled gently and deliberately mentioned, "It's a modest contribution to children with cerebral palsy." ”