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"What about you, there must be someone chasing you at school, right?"

Zhao Fusheng stood up, brought back some fruit, peeled it with a knife, cut it into small pieces, and handed a piece to Fan Baobao naturally.

Fan Baobao opened his mouth and ate the fruit Zhao Fusheng handed over, then wrinkled his nose and said, "Don't mention it, those guys are all focused on taking advantage of me, so I don't bother to pay attention to them."

After a pause, she shook her head slightly disappointed: "That means I have a good temper, otherwise if it were someone else, I would have exploded."

To these words, Zhao Fusheng remained silent. He really wanted to ask Fan Baobao, what kind of mood did you say that old man.

good temper?

Hehe, Zhao Fusheng felt that the one he met in his childhood might be a fake Fan Baobao.

"You should be cautious when accepting advertisements. I heard that there are many scammers nowadays." Zhao Fusheng hesitated for a while, but still said to Fan Baobao.

He has been engaged in advertising planning in his last life, and he is too clear about the twists and turns in it. Famous actors are okay, but for little-known characters like Fan Baobao, the advertising side has too many ways to force you to submit .

Fan Baobao laughed loudly: "You bastard, you are quite worried about me, don't worry, if there is such a time, I will call you."

As she spoke, her big eyes blinked: "Otherwise, you can be my agent."

"do not want!"

Without further ado, Zhao Fusheng shook his head, and said seriously: "I'm not a professional, no."

What a joke, acting as a manager for this female devil, being called around by her, Zhao Fusheng is crazy to do that.

What's more, he has a clear plan for his future, that is, to work hard to make money and earn endless money.

After all, even the four-year-old Fan Beibei knows that the happiest thing in this world is having endless money.

"Tch, you won't be able to seize the opportunity, and I'll be popular when the time comes, so don't cry and beg me to help you." Fan Baobao said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes and decided not to pay any attention to this hysterical woman.

"By the way, ask Aunt Li for me where Uncle Fan lost his money." Zhao Fusheng remembered something and asked Fan Baobao.

His idea is very simple, even if he wants to repay the 5 yuan, he can't just give the money to the other party directly, he has to figure out what's going on.

Fan Baobao didn't think much about it, thinking it was Zhao's father and Zhao's mother who asked, nodded: "I see, I will tell you the address later."

After a pause, she restrained the expression of laughter on her face, and said to Zhao Fusheng seriously: "Zhao Fusheng, this time, thank you."

There are obsessions in my heart about things that I can't have or things that can't be realized.

For Zhao Fusheng, his parents are his obsession, but for Fan Baobao, the star dream is her obsession.

After learning about his father, Fan Baobao felt that the sky was falling, and he couldn't even cry.

What are tears?

The cleanser of the dark and cruel life, those bright and light moments are life and film.

The appearance of Zhao Fusheng rekindled hope for Fan Baobao.

Sometimes people are very pitiful. They know that there will be a perfect future, but if you can't overcome the hurdle in front of you, let alone a perfect future, you may not even have a mediocre present.

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After listening to Her Majesty's teachings, Zhao Fusheng didn't care about it. To him, Fan Baobao was a bond from his previous life, an old friend, and an investment in the future.

Knowing that this woman will be a big star in the future, it will not be a disadvantage for the Zhao family to give her some help within her ability.

Although there is a little utilitarianism, Zhao Fusheng is really not worried that Fan Baobao will not pay the 5 yuan.

Staying at home for another night, early in the morning on Sunday, Zhao Fusheng bid farewell to his parents and went back to school.

The Department of Advertising, School of Media, Ninghai Normal University, is Zhao Fusheng's major. Sometimes he thinks that he might really be in a daze to choose such a weird major.

What's even more bizarre is that in his previous life, he actually relied on this diploma to find a job and earn a living.

It can only be said that fate is something that sometimes makes people feel ridiculous.

But now, what Zhao Fusheng has to do is to seize every opportunity that fate gives him.

"Damn it, you still know how to come back?" A fat man with a height of 1.6 meters and a weight of more than [-], looked at Zhao Fusheng dumbfounded, and said in a boring tone.

Zhao Fusheng smiled wryly, glanced at the fat man, then at the other two people in the dormitory, and finally confirmed that his college roommates were still the four guys in his memory.

Fat Toutuo Wang Zhen, Thin Monkey Wen Yu, and Tan Kaixuan, the secret agent of the inner court.

It is said that having a confidant in life is enough, Zhao Fusheng's roommates can be regarded as one of his few friends.

Even after graduation, the contact of several people has not been broken. Although they are located in the north and south, every few years, everyone will try their best to get together.

As for other college students...

Time is a butcher's knife, which can take away not only our age, but also the friendship of our youth.

"You guy, the poisonous snake has already let go, you just wait to fail your public relations course this semester." Wen Yu was about to go to do the laundry, glanced at Zhao Fusheng, and said helplessly.

Viper is the professor's nickname. Zhao Fusheng remembers very clearly that when he graduated from senior year, he was expelled from the school for academic fraud.

For the specific situation, he still listened to Wang Zhen, who was staying at the school to teach.

"It's not that exaggerated. It's fine to buy a cigarette later." Wearing a pair of glasses, Tan Kaixuan, who looked gentle, said.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, walked over and gave Tan Kaixuan a gentle hug: "It's still interesting enough for you."

"You two, don't you have any secrets?" Wen Yu and Wang Zhen laughed, it was obvious that Zhao Fusheng's actions just now were too ambiguous.

Even Tan Kaixuan himself was a little baffled.

Only Zhao Fusheng understands why he is like this, because, 20 years later, Tan Kaixuan jumped from Shanghai's Oriental Pearl because of a failure in stock speculation, and before that, this old classmate, known as Shanghai's number one bottom-hunter, Stock market tycoon.As everyone knows, if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts. After a big gamble that was bought halfway up the mountain but stubbornly refused to let go, this old classmate who was the best among his classmates and nicknamed Tan Dapao felt sad. Exit.

But now, Tan Kaixuan is still young and has not yet entered the shopping mall. His parents run a small business in Shanghai Yu Garden, and their income is not bad.

Fortunately, there is still a chance to start over.

Chapter 10 Cantabile Years

Zhao Fusheng has always felt that in a person's long life, happiness always fades at the first glance, and the most beautiful time is the most urgent one.

This may have something to do with his previous experience. It is said that people have to get used to finding hope from despair and success from failure, but they don’t know that sometimes failure is failure and despair is despair. Life is never what you want That's it.

The steel jungle of the city devours not only the old innocence, but also the passionate youth.