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Several roommates came to Zhao Fusheng's side, Wang Zhen came up and touched his forehead: "I don't have a fever."

Giving this guy a contemptuous look, let him understand by himself, Zhao Fusheng looked at several people: "I'm going back to the dormitory, together?"

"Together, together."

Wang Zhen and Wen Yu naturally nodded in agreement.

Only Tan Kaixuan smiled: "Well, I'm going to the library."

He was greeted by three aligned middle fingers.

But everyone can understand it. After all, there are only three secrets to chasing girls. The first is to persist, the second is to be shameless, and the third is to insist on being shameless.After finally impressing Hu Xia with a love poem, if you don't strike while the iron is hot, you will be a real idiot.

Watching Tan Kaixuan help Hu Xia with the book, he ran towards the library in a concubine manner. The remaining three people, you look at me, I look at you, still honestly headed towards the library. Go to the dormitory.

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You are not a lonely whale in the sea. You try to sing but get no response, because your companion is waiting for you to swim across in another wider sea.

Zhao Fusheng sometimes feels lonely, after all, maybe no one in this world understands his heart except himself.

But fortunately, he knows very well that one day he will go where he wants to go and live the way he wants to live, but before that, if he doesn't work hard, what he said is nothing but nothing.

As soon as the three of them entered the dormitory, the landline in the dormitory rang.

"Hey, who are you looking for?" Wang Zhen, who was walking in front, picked up the phone casually, then he was stunned and nodded again and again: "Yeah, okay, I'll call him for you."

While talking, he looked at Zhao Fusheng: "Old Zhao, yours."

Zhao Fusheng was a little strange, the smile on Wang Zhen's face was really weird, but he still answered the phone: "Hi, I'm Zhao Fusheng."

"It's me." Fan Baobao's voice came over the phone.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Zhao Fusheng asked casually, feeling a little strange.

"The last time you asked me to ask, I asked. The address is Lotte Video Game City, No. 15, Hanjia Lane." Fan Baobao said.

Only then did Zhao Fusheng remember that last time he asked Fan Baobao to ask Li Yuan where Fan Jian lost the 5 yuan.

However, when Fan Baobao mentioned this address, he always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was.

"I see." Zhao Fusheng whispered to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind.

No matter what, I have to inquire about it myself.

"Be careful." After a long silence on the phone, Fan Baobao suddenly said.

Zhao Fusheng was startled, and before he could speak, the phone was hung up.

Shaking his head, showing a smile, Zhao Fusheng smiled, this girl is still the same, with a hard mouth and a soft heart.

Knowing Fan Baobao for so many years, he really knows this woman very well. She is famous for her sharp mouth and tofu heart. She always pretends to be tough, but in fact, she is a kind-hearted person in her bones.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Fusheng was ready to go out. This afternoon's class was an elective class, and the professor would definitely not call names, so he was going to run away.

"Why are you going?"

Wang Zhen looked at Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng gave this guy a blank look: "I won't go to the elective in the afternoon. If the professor calls the name, you can answer it for me."

"Oh." Hearing what he said solemnly, Wang Zhen nodded without asking any further questions.

After leaving the dormitory, Zhao Fusheng got on the bus and headed towards the city.

Ninghai in [-] was not rich, but it was well developed. After all, it was a small city in the third and fourth tiers, and the commercial centers were relatively clear, mainly department stores and a few places near the commercial city.

And Hanjiaxiang is an alley behind the department store. It is famous for its Hanjia pie.

Zhao Fusheng's destination today is a game hall in Hanjia Lane.

As a post-[-]s generation, red and white machines and arcade machines are undoubtedly the most beautiful existence in the memory of many peers. The former is for home use, while the latter represents the game hall.

Zhao Fusheng also liked to play when he was young. From King of Fighters to Metal Slug, from Street Fighter to War of the Three Kingdoms, many people spent their childhood in games. When they were young, they fought wits and courage with their parents and teachers. A feat of clearing the level with game currency , I think Zhao Fusheng did it back then.

The golden age of gaming machines was the early 90s of the [-]th century. Some game hall owners introduced some new types of gaming machines from abroad, Hong Kong and Taiwan, and used them to carry out gambling business to attract customers.During this period, the line between gambling machines and gaming machines was less clear.

Gambling machines quickly brought huge profits, and the number of participants was increasing day by day.And with the proliferation of this thing, its harmfulness is becoming more and more obvious. With more and more gamblers, more and more people are ruined and killed. There are not a few victims like the Fan family. Zhao Fusheng's memory Well, since [-] and [-], the country has been cracking down on this kind of gambling machine, and within a few years, this kind of gambling machine has been completely cracked down.

But now, in Ninghai, gambling machines are booming.

After getting off the bus, Zhao Fusheng walked towards Hanjia Lane. At first, he was worried that he could not find the location of the game hall, but as soon as he walked into the alley, he saw a huge sign not far away—Letian Video Game city.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Fusheng walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw more than a dozen arcade machines, and several students were playing. There was also a room inside, and there seemed to be several machines. The people sitting in front were all adults, and the people in that room At the door, sitting or standing, there were three or four burly men.

Frowning, Zhao Fusheng deliberately walked inside, but he was stopped by someone as soon as he reached the door.

"Hey hey hey, who are you looking for?" Standing in front of him was a triangular-eyed person who was not a good person at first glance.

"I'm looking for your boss." Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng, who is really 20 years old, may not have the courage, but his real mental age has surpassed his forty years, and he is fearless in the face of these gangsters.

Age and experience bring people not only vision and mind, but also momentum.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, the triangular eyes were obviously a little surprised. At this time, a person came out of the room with long hair and a snake tattoo on his arm. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhao Fusheng.

"It's you!" The tattooed man rushed over after recognizing Zhao Fusheng.

As a result, after walking a few steps, he seemed to think of something, and stopped again, standing three or four steps away from Zhao Fusheng, and sternly shouted: "What are you doing here?"

When Zhao Fusheng saw it, he immediately laughed. Isn't this guy the unlucky guy who was beaten by himself because he pushed his mother down that day at the door of his house?

"I'll come to your boss and ask how much Uncle Fan owes." Zhao Fusheng said to the tattooed man.

He really didn't come here today to find trouble, and he didn't plan to find trouble. After all, he was willing to gamble and admit defeat. Since Fan Jian lost, it was only natural for Fan Jian to pay him back the money himself.

One of the principles that Zhao Fusheng has always followed is fairness.

As for how he will find a way to get revenge on these people after paying back the money, that is another story, after all, one size is one size.

Zhao Fusheng felt that he was such an upright person.

"Didn't I tell you, fifty thousand." The tattooed man said, and at the same time reached out his hand to block the triangular eyes, and said in a low voice, "Brother Zhang, this kid may have beaten him, he seems to have practiced martial arts."