C485 (1/2)
Because of the two posts the day before, more people came to this offline meeting. The game company is secretly happy in the heart at the moment. It's really a wise decision to invite ”I'm the God”!
On the way, Mo Linfeng told Qingqing another thing.
”In fact, I told you in the game that I didn't know anything was fake. I played games before.”
There's no extra expression on Qingqing's face. It's not a big deal.
”My name at that time was Jiang Hai Ji for the rest of my life.”
Qingqing looked at him in surprise, ”why don't you play with such a good account?” That's the first European God in Italy!
”Because I found that the person I like had his number deleted.” Mo Linfeng turned his head and looked at Qingqing, ”Yinqing, in fact, I have long loved you.”
The driver in front almost didn't hold down the steering wheel. He quietly looked at the two people behind him. Seeing that they were immersed in their world, he continued to drive with ease.
Qingqing opened her eyes wide and said, ”you were...
” more than that. In fact, I liked you when you were in college. ”
Qingqing really didn't expect that when did they meet? How could she not be impressed?
Mo Linfeng chuckled, ”I knew you would never remember me, because you never met me at that time.”
”... are you selling the story?”
Mo Linfeng looked at Qingqing with disdain, ”I call this bedding! Pave the way, you know! ” This dead Yin Qing always destroys his prepared atmosphere.
”Cough, go on.” Qingqing touched her nose.
”At that time, my friend asked me to sort out some photos, which were full of ID photos. My friend may have been an intern in your university at that time, helping to sort out the files. There were a lot of files, and he asked me to help. I saw your picture at that time, and I don't know how, I always think about your face at night. At that time, I didn't think it was very good-looking, but I didn't know what was going on. I always thought about it. I told my friend that I would check the files for him again, and then secretly printed out one of your ID photos. ” With that, Mo Linfeng took out an old photo from his chest pocket. He could clearly recognize it. It was really a certificate photo taken by the original owner when he was in college. At that time, he thought it was ugly.