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After thinking for a while, he blinked his eyes: "Actually, I think that people must have some goals in life. For example, my family's conditions are not good, so my first goal is to earn more money so that my parents can live a better life." No need to run around and live a hard life."

Mu Qingqing was startled, but she had to admit that Zhao Fusheng's words were fine.

As a person with a good family background, although she couldn't understand the desire for money of a person who lacked material things, Mu Qingqing could understand the impact of money on every family life.

"I think your idea is right." Mu Qingqing smiled, her eyes were as beautiful as a crescent moon.

"Thank you." Zhao Fusheng smiled lightly, and did not speak again.

He has no interest in chatting with Mu Qingqing.Although she is a goddess, in Zhao Fusheng's view, she has little to do with him, and he doesn't have the intention to fall in love.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, falling in love is a sacred thing, and "I love you" are three words.Three words make up the most complicated sentence.Some people hide it in their hearts, and some people blurt it out.

Maybe someone once looked at you quietly, can you wait for me, wait for me to wake up, wait for me to distinguish right from wrong, wait for me to convince myself, wait for me to climb the cliff, wait for me to sew my chest to see you.

But no one in the world is waiting.

Because wait a minute, the rain will fill the one-way street, and you won't be able to find the right waypoints.Wait a minute, life will be full of typos, and the gorgeous cover will not be seen.

The whole world does not know who is waiting for whom.

What Zhao Fusheng wanted to wait for was the right person.

The singing was still ringing, a group of young people gathered together, drinking and singing, the atmosphere would never feel cold, everyone was laughing and joking.

Finally, someone noticed that Zhao Fusheng and Mu Qingqing were sitting there, and Wang Zhen approached with a smile: "Old Zhao, do you want to sing a song?"

"No, I don't like it very much." Zhao Fusheng shook his head and politely declined.

"I said, have you two met a bosom friend? You don't sing, you don't drink, you just chat here." Hu Xia also drank a lot of wine, and at this moment her face was flushed like an apple. Come over and say with a smile.

Mu Qingqing's cheeks were flushed, obviously not used to such teasing, Zhao Fusheng didn't care, waved his hand, and greeted Tan Kaixuan, "Come here, take your girlfriend away, find a place where no one is around, and go for a kiss. "

In a word, Hu Xia didn't even take back the book, and fled out of the private room with a flushed face. Tan Kaixuan gave Zhao Fusheng a brotherly look, and hurriedly chased him out.

Of course, as for whether the lonely man and the widow will have any intimate contact, only the two of them know.

"You have too many eyes." Mu Qingqing gave Zhao Fusheng a white look, and whispered.

As smart as she is, why can't she see that Zhao Fusheng just made fun of Hu Xia on purpose.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, "Sometimes many things are not really what someone wants to do, but just to comply with other people's desire."

Mu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, thoughtful, but she didn't speak.

A few minutes passed, and Hu Xia and Tan Kaixuan hadn't come back yet. When Wang Zhen was about to go out to find them, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Tan Kaixuan and Hu Xia walked in, but there were several people behind them.

"Qingqing, are you here too?"

The person standing behind Hu Xia and Tan Kaixuan was actually Li Zhiyuan, and the other three boys were obviously his roommates.

"President Li and her roommate are also singing here, so I just met them." Hu Xia explained helplessly. She and Tan Kaixuan were talking outside, but they met Li Zhiyuan. After all, they were in a poetry club. Said that Mu Qingqing was also there, so Li Zhiyuan naturally followed.

"Well, hello."

Mu Qingqing greeted Li Zhiyuan lightly, without a trace of fireworks.

With a smile on his face, Li Zhiyuan nodded to everyone, only when he saw Zhao Fusheng, his pupils shrank, and then he showed a surprised expression: "Student Zhao Fusheng, are you here too?"

"Well, come and sit down." Hearing Li Zhiyuan's slightly exaggerated words, Zhao Fusheng replied calmly.

"Fusheng is my roommate." Tan Kaixuan, who had just been introduced by Hu Xia outside, said to Li Zhiyuan.

Although he couldn't see anything for the time being, his intuition told Tan Kaixuan that whether it was Zhao Fusheng or Li Zhiyuan, there must be some problem, and the key to the problem should be Mu Qingqing.

It is said that a fair lady is a gentleman, and there are not one or two fights in college because of beautiful girls.What surprised Tan Kaixuan was that Mu Qingqing, a beautiful woman, would be interested in Zhao Fusheng.

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With more people, the atmosphere will naturally become more and more lively. Li Zhiyuan and his roommates obviously often come out to play, and they quickly blended into the atmosphere. Boys are different, Li Zhiyuan's eyes are only on Mu Qingqing from the beginning to the end.

And from Mu Qingqing's mouth, Zhao Fusheng also knew that Li Zhiyuan and her were in the same major, both of them were students of the School of Humanities, just like himself, they were both sophomores.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng in his previous life, apart from hearing about Mu Qingqing, had no impression of Li Zhiyuan. It is very likely that he came out of thin air.

Of course, this does not prevent Zhao Fusheng from hating him.

It's just that Zhao Fusheng felt that it was a shame for him to care about a 20-year-old young man.After all, after experiencing the rebirth, he felt that he had escaped some low-level interests, such things as jealousy, even if it just sounded like it, seemed very unreasonable, okay?

But it's a pity that he doesn't want to make trouble, but some people don't want to see him sitting here and carefree.

"Come on, let's sing." Li Zhiyuan greeted loudly, and looked at Mu Qingqing, "Qingqing, come too."

Mu Qingqing shook her head, but looked at Zhao Fusheng.

"Zhao Fusheng, come on, come on."

Li Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng still refused with a smile. For him, on the one hand, it was because he was not familiar with these songs, and more importantly, he really didn't like singing.

It is said that a song represents a memory. Some people cry when they hear a familiar song, and some people think of themselves because of a song.

For Zhao Fusheng, the same is generally true.

Seeing that he didn't move, and was still sitting there talking in a low voice with Mu Qingqing, Li Zhiyuan's roommates looked at each other and frowned.

And Li Zhiyuan took a deep breath, walked to the middle, held the microphone and said, "The next song, "The Beautiful She", is dedicated to the most beautiful girl here. I hope you like it."

The music is ringing.

"Your eyes are so charming, it makes me lose my energy..."

I have to say that Li Zhiyuan's singing is still very good. At least, from the reactions of the people around him, it can be seen that Hu Xia's roommates are already cheering loudly there with their eyes shining.

At the end of the song, Li Zhiyuan soared a high note and posed a particularly handsome pose, which brought the atmosphere to its peak.

"Okay, good singing!"

"Awesome!"

"So handsome!"

All of a sudden, the voice of praise was endless, which made Li Zhiyuan feel much happier.

So, he looked at Zhao Fusheng, "Zhao Fusheng, let's have a song."