Jiang Wen is undoubtedly the kind of person with super action, who comes and goes in a hurry, originally Zhao Fusheng thought that he would stay in Ninghai with Wang Zhonglei for a few days and discuss the script with himself, but it turned out that he guessed wrong.

The next day, Jiang Wen called Zhao Fusheng and said that he was going back to Beijing to deal with some things, so he didn't bother him, and left with Wang Zhonglei. At the time of parting, Jiang Wen expressed his reluctance to Zhao Fusheng, but as for whether he thought so in his heart, only God knows.

People are used to saying things that they don't necessarily believe.

After so many years in two lives, Zhao Fusheng has long been accustomed to such things, and how could he not be like this.

Time is about to celebrate the New Year, Zhao Fusheng has been in a very good mood in the past few days, reading books at home when he is fine, occasionally making a phone call to chat with Tan Kaixuan about the situation of the stock market in Shanghai, and maintaining his own web page.

Of course, there are also bullying Fan Baobao from time to time, as well as being bullied by Fan Baobao.

Dad's side, in his old man's own words, that is, Zhao Fusheng is very happy to cause trouble to him.

In this regard, Zhao Fusheng felt that his father was likely to be the kind of big demon king who was bound, and he failed to burst out any energy in his previous life because of himself, but now, his old man is running all the way in the direction of the rich generation.

In fact, many people in later generations lamented that the wave of layoffs in the 90s ruined the families of many urban workers, but in Zhao Fusheng's view, it was not the case.

You must know that in that era, being able to become an employee of a state-owned enterprise and serve an iron job was a dream of hundreds of millions of farmers. Working alone in a state-owned enterprise is like entering a safe. If you are sick, go to the staff hospital for treatment. When the children grow up, they go to the children's school. In winter, the weather is cold, and there is a staff bathhouse. It's boring, there is a cinema in the factory. After working for decades, the body is not good, after retirement, the children can inherit the position of their fathers, and one day they will drive the crane west, and the unit will have to send a few people to help take care of the aftermath.

To put it bluntly, before the wave of layoffs, the peasants' lives were as miserable as ever, but the workers were not as miserable as many people say now; although the wages were not high, there were many benefits, and the internal hierarchy was strict, and the phenomenon of seniority was relatively common. Because of eating a big pot of rice, egalitarianism prevails, and there is no crisis of unemployment, the efficiency is not high, and people are superfluous.

To put it bluntly, there are only a few people who are not good after being laid off, and those who are a little bit of brains are at least mixed with a worry-free food and clothing, and those with a higher level are better than when they were in the original unit.

And Zhao's father, it is obvious that he took the wrong path in his previous life, and now he has finally found his goal in life.

Zhao Fusheng, who has nothing to do, is sometimes pulled out by Fan Baobao to attend class reunions, either as high school classmates or junior high school classmates.

Who made two people go to the same school since childhood?

"By the way, I have a party with Yuan Lu and a few of our girls today, and their boyfriends, are you going?" On the morning of the twenty-first day of the lunar month, Fan Baobao asked him while eating the food cooked by Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng blinked: "Can I say no?"

"No, you can't. ”

Fan Baobao smiled and gave Zhao Fusheng a look of his own experience.

Sighing silently, Zhao Fusheng nodded resignedly.

In fact, he is not averse to participating in this kind of activity, anyway, Fan Baobao's classmates are all art students, at least beautiful is certain, accompanying a group of beautiful women and handsome men to wander around, at least pleasing to the eye.

But when this group of people ran to the billiard hall to play billiards, Zhao Fusheng was not good.

After living for almost seventy years in two lifetimes, Zhao Fusheng only occasionally heard that there is a kind of thing in this world called defective beauty. Perhaps because it is too easy for people to worship flawlessness, people often feel very affectionate in the face of flawed things, in other words, human.

For Zhao Fusheng, billiards is a sport of black balls and a lot of balls, and when he finally squatted there with a club under the command of Fan Baobao, he still didn't know what to do. As a beginner, it was really hard for him to bear the look of anticipation.

It's funny to say, Zhao Fusheng really hasn't played billiards, in his impression, this thing is to hit the black ball with a cue stick and let the black ball touch the other balls into the hole.

Fan Baobao really didn't know this, she was still trying to cheer for Zhao Fusheng there, after all, the people on the field were all male classmates brought by everyone.

Men always want to save face.

Taking a deep breath, he only felt that his body was a little stiff, and there was certainly no reason to say that he couldn't be driven to this extent, not to mention that he was a man, and it was not his style to retreat. didn't have time to move his body anymore, and hurriedly stabilized his emotions, Zhao Fusheng aimed hard, trying to make his movements look regular.

I have to say that some things won't just won't, and even if you try to imitate others, the results are often tragic.

Zhao Fusheng's actions from beginning to end, there is no formal billiards style at all, and he looks like a layman at first glance.

The result was not surprising, the black ball hit the colored ball, but there was no possibility of going into the hole at all.

"Poof!"

"Haha!"

Several people couldn't hold back and simply laughed.

Fan Baobao didn't laugh, but her face was flushed, and she looked at the people around her with angry eyes, it was obvious that in her opinion, these people were laughing at Zhao Fusheng and laughing at herself.

Zhao Fusheng was very free, stood up and shrugged, and said to the other two boys: "I really won't, I admit defeat." Please have a cold drink in a moment. ”

After all, the age is there, let him see a few young people in general, Zhao Fusheng really can't do it, if he loses, he loses, and he just admits defeat.

It's not a big deal, and it's not about life and death.

The kind of slap in the face on the spot in the movie, in the eyes of a normal adult, is almost brain-dead. Or rather, no normal person would do anything like that.

Even now, Zhao Fusheng took the initiative to admit defeat, and the rest of the people were naturally just a few jokes, and no one would hold on to this. Even Yuan Lu's eyes when he looked at Zhao Fusheng changed slightly.

After all, he gave everyone a very good impression before, almost not like a person of this age at all, mature, polite, although he is also a college student, but he has already achieved a successful career.

And now, Zhao Fusheng behaves more like an ordinary person.

Of course, a certain eldest lady is very uncomfortable in her heart now, and until the end of the party, Fan Baobao is still muttering about it.

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry!" Fan Baobao said there angrily, "Why are you laughing at you, as if they are playing so well." ”

Zhao Fusheng smiled lightly: "People do fight better than me." ”

"Then you can't laugh at you, you are a beginner at all, what qualifications do you have to laugh at people if you fight better than you!" Fan Baobao raised his head and looked at Zhao Fusheng stubbornly: "It's all my fault, if it weren't for me, you would ......"

Before she finished her words, Zhao Fusheng had already rubbed her head: "Don't think nonsense, it's not a big deal at all, I don't mind myself, what are you sulking." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head sideways and looked out the window of the bus: "It's almost the New Year." ”

In fact, when it often snows, it means that the New Year is getting closer and closer, Zhao Fusheng remembers, more than ten years later, even when it is the Spring Festival, there is not much snow in Ninghai, unlike now, there are more than ten centimeters of snow at will.

New Year's Pass, as the name suggests, in ancient times, for ordinary people, the New Year was to pass the customs, and the most difficult time of the year was often the New Year.

Of course, now it is more of a festive atmosphere, every household sticks Spring Festival couplets, wears new clothes, children can also get New Year's money, and the family is reunited, and the beauty is harmonious. But I don't know when it started, there are more and more festivals, and the flavor of the New Year has become lighter.

"yes, it's almost the New Year. Fan Baobao heard Zhao Fusheng's words and said in a low voice.

Zhao Fusheng then remembered that for her, this year's Spring Festival actually has a different meaning. After all, too many things have happened this year, not to mention it, but in my heart, Fan Baobao is only a twenty-year-old young man after all.

Gently patted Fan Baobao's head, Zhao Fusheng smiled: "You must understand that you must earn enough money to make yourself feel at ease, in order to live a simple, comfortable and free life, and to live a more confident life." So, most people can't live that simple, comfortable, free life in their lifetime, do you know why?"

Fan Baobao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Because they didn't make enough money?"

Zhao Fusheng blinked, looked at Fan Baobao and said, "Why didn't I find out, you have become smarter." ”

Rolling his eyes, Fan Baobao decided to ignore this guy.

But in fact, both of them know that what Zhao Fusheng just said is very reasonable. After all, this society is becoming more and more realistic, whether it is Ninghai or Beijing, the people around them are using practical actions to prove that the whole society is developing in the direction of becoming more and more materialistic.

Money becomes a measure of happiness or a person's achievement, and perhaps that in itself is a mistake. But when everyone is working in the wrong direction, it is impossible to get everyone drunk and sober alone.

Zhao Fusheng understands this better than Fan Baobao, so every decision he makes now will be determined after careful consideration, because he understands that he can't afford the price of impulsiveness.

It is always after suffering a loss that people understand what kind of way of life is right, and although it is too late to regret it at that time.

Zhao Fusheng was glad that he had spent half his life exploring and confirming something, and now, he knew that he would not make the same mistake again.