Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Times Are Calling

In Zhao Fusheng's memory, within ten years from now, the whole world seems to have entered a high-speed train, developing faster and faster.

Everyone's life has undergone many changes. Even the simplest communication tool has changed a lot.

For example, telephones, fixed telephones have developed to the extreme, mobile phones have quietly appeared, and the initial big guys, known as "big brothers" in China, are a label for the big guys back then. The image of a suit and leather shoes, holding a "brick" and an uncut logo on the cuffs may seem comical today, but in the early nineties it was a bit of a panache.

Even if the boss who goes out to talk about business is not dressed like this, he will be ridiculed for sticking green onions in his nose - pretending.

To put it bluntly, this thing is the preserve of the rich.

And now, Big Brother has gradually been eliminated, and in many people's lives, a mobile phone called PHS has appeared.

Even if it is PHS, it is not something that ordinary people will use, and the family conditions are a little worse, and they can't afford to buy this kind of mobile phone.

For example, Zhao Fusheng, he can't afford to buy PHS, which is expensive now.

When this did not prevent him from scoffing at this thing, because he knew very well that this thing had been popular for no more than five years, and with the popularity of major brands of mobile phones, PHS could only end up in disgrace.

Of course, at this time, those who can hold PHS are undoubtedly at the forefront of the whole era.

For example, Tan Kaixuan in front of him.

"I said, you've been with me for almost half an hour, can you let me go?" Zhao Fusheng looked at Tan Kaixuan helplessly.

After he finished writing the plan in the afternoon, he originally planned to rest and rest, but when Tan Kaixuan returned to the dormitory, he looked at him with a cheap expression, and choked him nauseously.

Then, the goods followed him all the way, from the dormitory to the cafeteria.

If he didn't know that this guy was a straight man, Zhao Fusheng would even doubt his orientation.

"Old Zhao, you said, have you been taught by some master?" Tan Kaixuan looked at Zhao Fusheng with a serious expression.

Looking at Tan Kaixuan speechlessly, Zhao Fusheng felt that this guy must be crazy.

"What's wrong?" Looking at Tan Kaixuan helplessly, Zhao Fusheng asked, "Did Hu Xia reject you?"

"No, no, no. Tan Kaixuan hurriedly shook his head, "She agreed to be my girlfriend." ”

"Congratulations, congratulations. Zhao Fusheng smiled, "So you're going to invite me to dinner?"

Nostalgia is certainly a happy thing, but if Tan Kaixuan can find the happiness that truly belongs to him, Zhao Fusheng will sincerely send him his wishes.

After all, I don't have many friends, and it's a good feeling to have the opportunity to see one of them happy.

It is said that fate is a game to the left or right for everyone, but for Zhao Fusheng, fate is a mudslide, he was washed away in his previous life, covered in mud, and when he returns from the waves in this life, all he can do is change.

"Eating is a matter of the future, and I will definitely thank you as a big matchmaker. Tan Kaixuan smiled and said, "I am looking for you because I am entrusted by someone." ”

His brows furrowed, and Zhao Fusheng didn't speak.

If it was Tan Kaixuan's matter, he would not hesitate, but if it was someone else, for Zhao Fusheng, the stranger's request was not within his consideration at all.

It is human nature to be different from intimacy.

But anyway, since it was Tan Kaixuan, he always had to give a little face, so after Zhao Fusheng was silent for a moment, he asked Tan Kaixuan, "What's the matter?"

"That, Mu Qingqing wants to invite you to join the Poetry Society. Tan Kaixuan glanced at Zhao Fusheng's face and said.

Zhao Fusheng frowned and shook his head: "I'm not interested." ”

For the kind of literary youth club that moans without illness, he is not interested in it at all, and it is important for him to think about how to make money when he has that time.

"Hey, don't refuse so directly. Tan Kaixuan didn't expect that Zhao Fusheng would directly refuse Mu Qingqing's invitation.

That's Mu Qingqing, the goddess of Ninghai Normal University.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Tan Kaixuan helplessly, and said, "Now, please close your eyes and imagine that today is 2069, you are already seventy or eighty years old, sitting in an empty room, bloated and old, with no money and no power, and you can't take care of yourself." You made a wish to the Buddha: Please, let me be young again!

The Buddha said, "Okay."

So you open your eyes and look back to today

How are you going to live this time?"

Tan Kaixuan was stunned, and before he could speak, Zhao Fusheng had already spoken, "If it were me, I would take advantage of my youth and live as I want." ”

This was what he said in his heart, Tan Kaixuan was silent for a moment, and then he understood what he meant.

Zhao Fusheng didn't think that joining that poetry club was the life he wanted.

"Okay, I'll just tell Mu Qingqing like this. Tan Kaixuan finally had to say so.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, patted Tan Kaixuan's shoulder, and went straight to the cafeteria.

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When they returned to the dormitory after dinner, Wen Yu and Wang Zhen happened to have just returned.

That's what college is like, even if it's a dorm roommate, people rarely act collectively except for classes. Of course, when the freshman year first enters, everyone will still organize group activities. As you become familiar with the school environment, you will gradually have different rules of life because of your different hobbies.

It's not that everyone's relationship is bad, it's just that everyone's hobbies are different, some people like to go to the library, some people like sports, and some people like to go to Internet cafes.

You can't force others, and they can't force you.

In that case, then everyone is fine.

Most dormitories look like this.

Of course, there are also some dormitories, everyone has the same hobbies, and usually runs to the Internet café all night, but that is a few years later.

"What about Lao Zheng?" Wang Zhen asked strangely.

"It should be with Hu Xia. Zhao Fusheng picked up a copy of "Advertising", lay on the bed, and replied.

"It's finished?"

Wang Zhen and Wen Yu glanced at each other and opened their mouths to ask.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, "It should be done." ”

"Haha, this time he's got a treat. Wen Yu clapped his hands, his face full of excitement.

For them, it doesn't matter if Tan Kaixuan and Hu Xiacheng are successful, the important thing is that as the first person in the dormitory to find a girlfriend, Tan Kaixuan is going to have a treat.

Zhao Fusheng has no opinion on this, not to mention, he is also very "angry" that Tan someone forced him to write poems in order to chase his girlfriend, and he had the opportunity to make Tan Kaixuan's classmates hurt his wallet, Zhao Fusheng naturally gave him advice.

Tan Kaixuan, who was sending Hu Xia back to the dormitory, shivered for no reason, shook his head, and had an ominous premonition that came to his heart.