I Lost My Memory After Divorcing With the Big Shot

The match between the two teams ended after 15 minutes, with the winners being Qin Yushen and Gu Chengfeng.

As Wen Zhi took off his jacket and prepared to compete with Si Mingchen, the program director announced, “This ultimate PK will be a single-player game, with each team sending one representative.”

After a brief discussion between Qin Yushen and Gu Chengfeng, Gu Chengfeng went for his team.

When both of them appeared on the live screen at the same time, the screen instantly erupted. Almost everyone who has ever followed a celebrity in the entertainment industry is aware of the beef between Wen Zhi and Gu Chengfeng, and their fans are at odds with each other.

In reality, Gu Chengfeng did not want to compete against Wen Zhi. After all, he had just found out about Wen Zhi’s relationship with Si Mingchen and was also warned at noon, so now was not the time to compete for the limelight.

But with so many fans watching, Qin Yusen could not play since he didn’t know how to play tennis. If Gu Chengfeng didn’t participate, everyone would think he was afraid of Wen Zhi.

Therefore, not only did Gu Chengfeng have to play, but he also had to win.

Gu Chengfeng learned his tennis skills while shooting a TV drama, and he was fairly good at it.

However, Wen Zhi’s performance just now was also excellent, so everyone was eagerly waiting to see who would win.

The program team saw an opportunity for a spectacle and doubled the stakes, “Congratulations on unlocking the double bonus card. If you win the final game, the reward amount can reach 1000 yuan.”

When Wen Zhi heard the amount, his eyes widened in surprise, and he didn’t hide his inner excitement.

The program team said, “You have five minutes, and your partner can cheer for you in their own way.”

Gu Chengfeng glanced at Qin Yusen, then walked over and gave him a quick hug, carefully avoiding touching their arms together.

[What’s wrong with Gu Chengfeng? If he didn’t want to come on the show, then he shouldn’t have come. It’s really unlucky to half-heartedly do business.]

[Yeah, if it weren’t for his large fan base, he would be at the bottom of the poll every week.]

[Fans of Wen Zhi, Don’t act like you’re just a bystander, OK? Does everyone have to flirt like Wen Zhi to be considered doing business?]

[It’s really hilarious. Just to be clear, I’m not a fan of anyone. The show itself is a dating show, and it’s only natural for Wen Zhi to talk about love. But why did Gu Chengfeng, who is so aloof, come to participate in a dating show.?]

In just a few minutes, the public opinion on the bullet screen had turned sharply against Gu Chengfeng. Despite his large number of fans, he was unable to withstand the anger of the audience.

The number of votes for Wen Zhi went up.

Wen Zhi on the scene was unaware of this. He ran towards Si Mingchen, panting, and asked, “Sisi, I’m going to play. Do you have anything to tell me?”

Si Mingchen’s face was calm: “Good luck.”

Wen Zhi did not seem satisfied and the corners of his eyes drooped, “Is there anything else you want to say?”

Si Mingchen raised his hand and rubbed Wen Zhi’s hair : “If you win the game, I’ll buy you some chicken legs.”

Wen Zhi smiled instantly, “Okay.”

As the whistle blew, the intense match began. Wen Zhi served forcefully, hitting a difficult overhead shot, earning two points.

Seeing the score on the scoreboard, Wen Zhi smiled, his momentum becoming more and more courageous, and he began to use some high-difficulty singles tactics.

As far as he could remember, he stopped learning tennis in his first year of high school, but in this match, it was clear that Wen Zhi had a different kind of tennis skill than he remembered.

He wondered if this might be the domination of latent memory and muscle memory.

Gu Chengfeng clearly couldn’t catch the ball, and in just five minutes of play, he hadn’t scored a single point.

Si Mingchen stared at Wen Zhi, not worried about whether he would win, but only hoping that he wouldn’t get injured.

He remembered that in the winter of Wen Zhi’s first year of high school, Wen Zhi broke his right leg while playing tennis and had to rest for three months before gradually being able to walk properly.

It was under these circumstances on New Year’s Eve, Wen Zhi sneaked out of his house and climbed over the wall to bring him some dumplings.

Si Mingchen’s brow furrowed unconsciously, and his expression was very serious, his thin lips revealing a hint of solemnity.

Under those circumstances, would Wen Zhi really bring dumplings to someone he didn’t like?

Wen Zhi had said that he fell in love at first sight with him. So when Wen Zhi brought him dumplings, he should have liked him.

But why did he later block all his contact information and turn to confess his love to Sang Qi?

Si Mingchen still remembered the words of that confession and couldn’t forget them.

All the past events made Si Mingchen’s headache, and he even wondered if there was any misunderstanding back then that made Wen Zhi give up on liking him?

Suddenly, everyone applauded in unison.

Wen Zhi waved her racket and struck a victory pose before running towards Si Mingchen.

Si Mingchen had already regained his posture and smiled faintly at Wen Zhi as he approached, “Congratulations.”

Wen Zhi proudly raised his eyebrows and, holding his reward money, boasted to Si Mingchen, “I won. Do you have any rewards for me?”

Si Mingchen asked seriously, “What reward do you want?”

Wen Zhi didn’t say anything, but the guests nearby began to cheer.

“Kiss him!”

“Kiss him!”

Wen Zhi’s ears flushed red as the chanting got louder and louder. Although Wen Zhi had always been brazen, he was still a bit shy at the moment.

With fluttering eyelashes, he tightly gripped the racket handle and turned off the microphone. And in a voice that only the two of them could hear, he said, “I want to burn calories with you.”