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Wang Zhen laughed mysteriously, blinked, and said, "I plan to steal a thermos from her 520 before graduation, and he will know that this means I love you."

Silence, absolute silence.

Wen Yu and Zhao Fusheng looked at each other, but neither of them opened their mouths. Watching that fellow Wang Zhen intoxicated in his own world, Zhao Fusheng suddenly felt that his head hurt a little, and he really wanted to scold you, uncle.

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Since the crazy behavior of some people cannot be stopped, the only thing that can be done is to keep an eye on him and not let him do crazier things. This is Zhao Fusheng's confession to Wen Yu before leaving the dormitory.

He was afraid that Wang Zhen wouldn't be able to think about it alone, and if he sneaked into the girls' dormitory sometime, it would be troublesome.

Leaving the dormitory with a wry smile on his face, Zhao Fusheng went to his destination, the pavilion near the library, where the last gathering of the Poetry Club of Ninghai Normal University this semester was held.

When I walked nearby, I saw a huge banner hanging there. It seemed that the Poetry Club attached great importance to this event, and even pulled up the banner. Think about it.After all, seeing that everyone is about to graduate, those who leave probably will never have a chance to come back, and those who stay will also face choices about the future.

Maybe many years later, when everyone recalls this period of time, they will all smile. After all, the world of poetry when they were young may only belong to the memory of the post-[-]s generation.

"Zhao Fusheng, you are here."

Hu Xia's sharp eyes saw Zhao Fusheng standing outside the pavilion at a glance, and he stretched out his hand to greet him.

Zhao Fusheng nodded with a smile. As far as his eyes could see, he saw many people, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

The ones he was familiar with were naturally Tan Kaixuan and the members of the poetry club he had met who were promoting traffic regulations, and of course, Mu Qingqing and Li Zhiyuan.Strange ones are naturally other members of the poetry club.

"Why is he here?" Seeing Zhao Fusheng appearing, Li Zhiyuan frowned and asked strangely.

Standing beside him was naturally Mu Qingqing.

Hearing Li Zhiyuan's question, Mu Qingqing thought about it and shook her head: "I don't know, it should be Hu Xia's invitation."

"Why, you know him?"

At this time, a few girls standing beside the two of them asked, these people are the real backbone of the poetry club, and they are also seniors studying in junior and senior years.

The leader is Gu Xueyi, who is the president of the student union of the Faculty of Arts. She is a senior this year and is about to graduate and leave school soon.

Similarly, she is also Mu Qingqing's predecessor and the honorary president of the poetry club.

Obviously, this young man who suddenly appeared at the internal party of the poetry club caught their attention.

Before Mu Qingqing had time to speak, Li Zhiyuan had already snorted, "It's just a villain for fame."

"Staying for fame?" Gu Xueyi frowned slightly, obviously Li Zhiyuan's words made her first impression of Zhao Fusheng worse.

Chapter 55 Don't speculate, half a sentence is too much

Many people don't know that sometimes speaking the wrong words is more serious than doing the wrong things. If you do something wrong, you can correct it. But if you say something wrong, it is like pouring water, which cannot be recovered no matter what.Don't think that God will forgive you for young people's wrongdoings. It is true, they are all fools.

When it comes to law, many people are actually unaware of this problem. People like Li Zhiyuan may seem to them that they are just expressing their feelings.

But I forget that sometimes, a single sentence can change a lot of things.

"What do you ask him to come here for fame?" Gu Xueyi frowned, looking at Mu Qingqing and asking.

Mu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, what Li Zhiyuan said just now surprised her, she never thought that Li Zhiyuan's resentment towards Zhao Fusheng was so great.

"Zhao Fusheng is not the kind of person you think, Miss Xueyi." Mu Qingqing frowned slightly, and whispered to Gu Xueyi.

Gu Xueyi was stunned for a moment, glanced at Li Zhiyuan, then at Mu Qingqing, shook her head and didn't speak, but in her heart, she already had preconceived notions about Zhao Fusheng.

That's how people are. Sometimes it may be just because of a word from the person next to them, or a small matter that they occasionally hear, they will have a fixed impression of another person.

At this time, Zhao Fusheng had already walked into the pavilion under the leadership of Hu Xia.

Nodding to the people who had met before, Zhao Fusheng said to Hu Xia, "You don't have to take care of me, Lao Tan just find a place to sit with me."

He was just planning to come here to make up the number, and he had no interest in this kind of activity at all. If it wasn't for Hu Xia's face, Zhao Fusheng would not have come at all.

"I'm sorry." Hu Xia said with an apologetic face. She called Zhao Fusheng here in a joking mood before, but after thinking about it carefully, especially after remembering the conflict between Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Fusheng, she was very concerned about her own Meng Lang. Feel sorry for the behavior.

What happened that day is still vivid in my mind, if it weren't for being outside, Tan Kaixuan and Li Zhiyuan would probably have to fight.

"It's okay, don't worry." Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, telling Hu Xia not to care.

At the same time, he looked at Tan Kaixuan with a stinky face, "You bastard, what is it that others owe you money, who are you showing your face to?"

Tan Kaixuan glared at him: "Hu Xia is stupid, so are you. Since you don't like it, why promise her?"

After hearing Hu Xia's news that Zhao Fusheng would come, Tan Kaixuan told Hu Xia that Zhao Fusheng and Li Zhiyuan didn't see eye to eye, so she insisted on bringing Zhao Fusheng here. Wasn't she waiting for Li Zhiyuan? To humiliate Zhao Fusheng?

After all, the three-acre land of the Poetry Club can be regarded as half of Li Zhiyuan's home field.

"Don't talk nonsense, I also want to come and see the excitement." Seeing that Hu Xia's head was about to get under the table, Zhao Fusheng didn't want their couple to quarrel, so he smiled and said for Hu Xia, "Besides, why do you Think I'm the one being bullied?"

Tan Kaixuan snorted and lived together for two years. He still doesn't know how much Zhao Fusheng weighs. The biggest reason why he believed that the two poems were written by his neighbors instead of Zhao Fusheng himself It was because Tan Kaixuan, based on his two years of understanding of Zhao Fusheng, knew that he could not write poetry.

But no matter what, with one side being a good brother and one side being a girlfriend, Tan Kaixuan also understood that Zhao Fusheng didn't want Hu Xia to be embarrassed.

However, he had already made up his mind, if Li Zhiyuan dared to say anything nonsense to Zhao Fusheng, he would have to teach that bastard a lesson if he had to fight today.

Tan Kaixuan is such a person. If he regards a person as a friend, he will definitely protect that person with all his heart and soul to the end.Conversely, if he hates a person, it doesn't matter whether that person is the Heavenly King, Lao Tzu or a relative of the emperor, it doesn't matter to him.

At this time, Mu Qingqing walked over and looked at Zhao Fusheng, "Why are you here?"

She was really surprised, originally thought that Zhao Fusheng would not appear here.

After all, he had rejected Zhao Fusheng when he invited him to join the poetry club, but now what does this guy mean by appearing in the poetry club?

Zhao Fusheng's face was calm, and his heart was like a mirror, why did Mu Qingqing ask that.

Smiling slightly, Zhao Fusheng pointed to Hu Xia. "Blame her. If you insist on forcing me to participate in your activities, I won't do it if you don't come."

Mu Qingqing smiled, and didn't say anything more.

"By the way, several seniors from our poetry club are here, do you want to go over and say hello?" Mu Qingqing looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked.

Although Gu Xueyi and others are about to graduate soon, Mu Qingqing thinks that Zhao Fusheng should get to know some veterans of the poetry club, after all, no matter how they say it, everyone likes literature.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a while, and finally shook his head slightly: "Forget it, it's not necessary."

The reason why he said that was because he felt that he didn't intend to join this poetry club, what would he do to meet so many people for no reason?

Mu Qingqing took a deep breath, controlled herself to show a beautiful smile, but in her heart she wished to catch Zhao Fusheng and beat him hard.

This guy seems to have a strange ability, always able to arouse his anger unconsciously.