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She has a good family background, and her parents are well-connected in the film and television industry in Ninghai. From time to time, she arranges some magazine covers and other shootings for her, so she is always used to looking down on Fan Baobao who needs to audition by herself all day long.

Fan Baobao didn't say a word. If it was normal, she would definitely retort, but with her father missing and the mother and daughter living under the fence, her desire for success is getting stronger and stronger. On the contrary, for people like Yuan Lu, Fan Baobao didn't bother to care about it anymore.

Everyone will not have the same life trajectory as everyone, because everyone is unique.

In life, there are always people you can't understand, and there are always people who can't understand you.But as long as there is someone who likes or loves you in this world, all your efforts are meaningful and worthwhile.

Chapter 33 Dinner

There are two kinds of people in this world, one is talented and high-quality, and it is easy to be the champion.The other is honesty, as simple as a rock on a mountain, and can only rely on one's own efforts to make up for the lack of talent.

Zhao Fusheng originally belonged to the latter, but now, he feels that he should belong to the former.

After all, like a restarted computer, if there is nothing new, what is the point of existence?

In his previous life, Zhao Fusheng especially liked to watch "A Chinese Journey to the West". At the end of the film, the Zixia Fairy looked at the back of the Monkey King and said that sentence, which he felt was very suitable for him.

"That person looks like a dog..."

Zhao Fusheng felt that sometimes, being alone was like a dying dog.

It's shameful to be lonely, but fortunately, sometimes, there are friends around.

A gust of wind blew by, Zhao Fusheng wrinkled his nose, and in his heart he couldn't help complaining about the drizzle yesterday. If it wasn't because of the rain, how could it be so cool on a June night.

How Zheng Yao will contact Fan Baobao has nothing to do with him. He has helped pave the way, and how far he can go is Fan Baobao's own business.

The same principle also applies to Zheng Yao. After the stage is set up, how big a play she can sing depends on herself.

"Come on one?"

Tan Kaixuan's humble voice sounded beside him, and this guy handed over a cigarette of Red River, which costs five yuan a box, which is undoubtedly a luxury for students.

"What's the matter, fell in love, and changed the cigarette?" Zhao Fusheng was not polite, took the cigarette over, put it under his nose and sniffed it, the smell of tobacco made his nerves shake, and then said to Tan Kaixuan.

After all, the living expenses of college students are there at this time. Even if his family is good, Tan Kaixuan’s living expenses are only a thousand dollars a month. He usually smokes a box of Ganoderma lucidum for three dollars. The grade actually went up.

"Just improve it once in a while." Tan Kaixuan chuckled, put the cigarette in his mouth, took out the lighter, and with a light snap, the flame suddenly appeared, and he lit it for himself.

Zhao Fusheng prepared it in the same way, and ordered it for himself.

"I've caught up with you, what should I do in the future?" Zhao Fusheng asked Tan Kaixuan with a faint look.

Tan Kaixuan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "Who knows, let's get along first, and we'll talk about it when we graduate."

Hu Xia is from Jiangnan, while Tan Kaixuan is from Shanghai, whether they are close or far.

As for how far we can go in the future, who knows?

Many times, people insist on doing one thing not only because of stubbornness, but also to a large extent because of anger, anger with themselves, and fate.

The love in college is actually like a gambler who loses his eyes in a casino, recklessly putting everything on his hands, without thinking about the future and the future.

It succeeded, two people together, a good story.

Failed, broke up sadly on the day of graduation, sad alone.

This is the love of most college students.

"By the way, did Mu Qingqing look for you?" Tan Kaixuan suddenly asked Zhao Fusheng while smoking a cigarette in the dormitory.

"Well, I refused." Zhao Fusheng naturally knew what he was asking. In fact, he knew very well that if it wasn't for Tan Kaixuan's suggestion, Mu Qingqing would not have approached him directly.

"I can't help it either. Hu Xia was dragged into that poetry club by her. I'm thinking about it, and you have to talk to her yourself." Tan Kaixuan explained a few words, he knew Zhao Fusheng's temper of being afraid of trouble.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, friends don't need to care about such trivial matters.

"I'll treat you tonight. I'll call Wen Yu, Wang Zhen, and Hu Xia and the others in their dormitory to have a meal together." Seeing Zhao Fusheng's expression, Tan Kaixuan knew that he didn't care about what happened before.

"Okay." Zhao Fusheng nodded, for him, this is just a meal.

"By the way, Lao Zhao, are those two poems of yours really written by your neighbor?"

While smoking a cigarette, Tan Kaixuan leaned against the head of the bed and asked Zhao Fusheng suddenly.

He has always thought it was a bit strange. After living together for nearly two years, it can be said that he has already gotten to know Zhao Fusheng pretty well. Although he sometimes has a good face and is a nice person, he is definitely not the kind of person who likes to write poems. .

Zhao Fusheng smiled, "Yes, he wrote a lot, I remember them all."

Youth may bloom brilliantly at a certain moment that we cannot predict, forming the best memory in the depths of memory, but for Zhao Fusheng, something in his mind will always remind him that once My frivolous years.

Of course, this is just one reason.

"If you want me to say, you just agree to Mu Qingqing and forget it. You don't need to do anything to join that poetry club, just name it." Tan Kaixuan shrugged and said boredly, "I heard that the poetry club There are many beauties, after your poem was published last time, many people have favored you."

"What they like is only the emotion contained in the poem, not me." Zhao Fusheng frowned and corrected Tan Kaixuan.

"Okay, what you said is right." Tan Kaixuan was speechless for a while, convinced by Zhao Fusheng's reticent attitude.

In the evening, Wang Zhen and Wen Yu came back, but they didn't seem to be sweating profusely like usual.

"Didn't you go to play?" Tan Kaixuan was a little strange.

"No, this guy took me to the library and soaked in it all afternoon." Wang Zhen rolled his eyes, pointed at Wen Yu and said to Tan Kaixuan.

"Oh, that's not right, Old Wen, tell me, do you have a crush on a girl?" Tan Kaixuan asked Wen Yu with a chuckle, blinking his eyes.

Wen Yu blushed: "Don't talk nonsense."

Obviously, he didn't intend to tell the truth.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, others naturally didn't want to ask more questions. When Tan Kaixuan told about the dinner tonight, several people nodded in agreement and began to pack up.

If it's just the four of them, that's fine, but there are also Hu Xia and her roommates, so naturally they have to pay attention to their grooming.

Although everyone is a classmate, there is only one reason why men don't pay attention to dressing up in front of women, and that is that women are too ugly.

Of course, Wen Yu and Wang Zhen were there for the other beauties in Hu Xia's dormitory, but Zhao Fusheng was not, he just wanted to go out.

During the recent period, he has gradually accepted the fact that many old classmates disappeared. For example, in the dormitory where Hu Xia lived, three people were classmates from his previous life, and including Hu Xia, the other three were Zhao Fusheng. unseen.

And the three familiar people represent the memories that Zhao Fusheng is gradually forgetting. For him, every time he sees these people, he is recalling the past, those people who disappeared out of thin air but actually existed.

Chapter 34 Singing and Smiling

In Zhao Fusheng's impression Li Lei, there are many beauties in Ninghai Normal University. Recently, when he was in class every day, he did see many beauties.

Generally speaking, in most girls' dormitories, one beautiful girl is considered a pass line, two or three are considered an accident, and if there are more than three, it is definitely a goddess apartment.