If He Yunzhi knew that Zhao Fusheng, who had no intention of getting involved in the entertainment industry, decided to lay out in the entertainment industry because of his attitude, it is estimated that his expression must be very exciting.

Man cannot be flawless, unless he is a saint.

Zhao Fusheng didn't think about or plan to be a saint who didn't eat fireworks in the world, because he felt that people were only alive, so that others felt that the distance between you and him was not too big, so that it could be regarded as a real life.

Zhao Fusheng a long time ago, he has been trying hard to make friends with everyone, after all, he has to be forgiving and forgiving, and he has many friends and many roads.

But as he grew older and more experienced, Zhao Fusheng gradually understood that it is not that if you want to be good with someone, the other party will definitely get along with you. Many times, when faced with someone with a smile on your face, turning around will stab you.

It's like Mu Qingwan, although Zhao Fusheng doesn't know what role she played in the whole thing, Zhao Fusheng can be sure that it is nothing more than that set of red-faced and white-faced tactics. He Yunzhi is a red-faced villain, while Mu Qingwan sings a white-faced good person, and the ultimate goal is to subdue himself.

But unfortunately, life does not tolerate falsehood, because life is made up of every real day.

For Zhao Fusheng, if he wasn't a reborn, he might be tempted by the solicitation of the two of them, even if he knew what tricks they were playing.

But since he has reset his life once, it is impossible for Zhao Fusheng to do anything to others again.

Rather for the head of a chicken, not for the tail of a phoenix.

Zhao Fusheng already understood this truth.

Thinking about the mess in his head, Zhao Fusheng fell asleep in a daze, he was on the plane at nine o'clock the next morning, and he had to get up at seven o'clock to go to the airport, so he naturally didn't dare to sleep too late.

As a result, when he slept until midnight, Zhao Fusheng was awakened by a knock on the door.

Drip, drip!

The sound from outside made Zhao Fusheng frown.

It seems that someone is using the key card to open the door, but it doesn't open it, and the person outside seems to be unhappy, and he slams the door!

"What's the situation?"

Zhao Fusheng's face changed, Beijing shouldn't be so chaotic, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, it is a regular hotel, is it possible that there can be immortals jumping?

Getting up from the bed, Zhao Fusheng came to the door, opened his mouth and asked, "Who?"

The people outside the door didn't speak, they still persevered in swiping the door card, and the sound made Zhao Fusheng's face suddenly look bad.

At this moment, there was a sudden silence outside the door.

Just when Zhao Fuchang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and go back to bed, a voice suddenly came from the door, which made him not calm down in an instant.

"Sesame, open the door!"

Burst!

Zhao Fusheng almost didn't lie down, what the hell is this, and the sesame seeds open the door, why don't you say it.

Without saying a word, he opened the door, and Zhao Fusheng was ready to reason with the people outside.

As a result, as soon as the door was opened, there was a disgusting smell of alcohol, and Zhao Fusheng almost didn't vomit.

Reversed two parts, Zhao Fusheng frowned and glanced at the person at the door, but was stunned.

"Female?"

What caught Zhao Fusheng's eyes was a long-haired woman, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and she couldn't see her face clearly, it was obvious that she had drunk too much, and she couldn't even stand steadily, as if she would lie down anytime and anywhere.

What's even more outrageous is that after Zhao Fusheng opened the door, the woman was actually quite surprised: "Ah, the spell worked?"

Fuck your uncle!

Zhao Fusheng looked angry, and if Zhengxiang, who slept in the middle of the night, was woken up, his temper would not be much better. It is said that the temperament is cultivated, and it is also divided into when and to whom.

There are always some people who like to pretend to be the Virgin Mary and be good people. We must be compassionate at every turn, pay attention to vulnerable groups at every turn, treat others strictly, and be lenient with ourselves. Even murderers and human traffickers, they claim to give people humanistic care. In Zhao Fusheng's view, this kind of person just doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, so he should let them also taste the pain of the victims' families to see if they can still say a word of forgiveness in a dignified manner.

Of course, disturbing people's dreams is not a great crime, so Zhao Fusheng can still patiently talk to the woman in front of him, if he really encounters human traffickers or something, Zhao Fusheng will fight to death without saying a word.

Fuck a young child, whatever the reason, damn it!

"You're going to the wrong door, right?" Zhao Fusheng said helplessly to the woman in front of him.

"Hey, who are you, what are you doing in my room?" the woman seemed a little surprised, looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked. Obviously, she didn't expect that there were still people in the room.

Zhao Fusheng looked confused, smiled bitterly, and joined himself to occupy the magpie's nest: "Eldest sister, this is my room, where do you live, I will send you back." ”

What are you kidding, I've been living here for a few days, and somehow I personally said it was her room, and no one could agree to it.

As a result, the woman didn't pay attention to Zhao Fusheng at all, and squeezed into the room unceremoniously, ignoring Zhao Fusheng, and walked towards the bed by herself: "You are room service, don't clean up, I want to sleep......"

Room service?

Serve your uncle!

Zhao Fusheng couldn't wait to pick up the woman and throw it out of the door, but before he could make a move, the woman fell directly on his bed.

it!

There were 10,000 river crab monsters running wildly in his heart, and Zhao Fusheng's whole person was not good.

He is not a demon in the middle of lust, and he has never thought about any sexual encounters or anything like that, but somehow someone rushed into his room and fell asleep on his bed, he is still a female drunk, which is also outrageous.

"Hey, hey, you get up, is that your bed?" Zhao Fusheng frowned and wanted to pull the woman up, but he stepped on something, picked it up and looked at it, and was speechless for a moment.

It says three zero nine, yes, it's the number three zero nine.

"I'm three to six. Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth helplessly and said.

But obviously, he forgot a very important problem, that is, drunk people can't be reasonable.

"You get out of the way, don't lie to me, men don't have a good thing, they are all liars!" After hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, the woman waved her hand vigorously, as if chasing flies, and roared loudly.

Her voice was too loud, Zhao Fusheng hurriedly turned around and closed the door of the room, if she attracted others in the middle of the night, she would not be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

"Liars, all liars!" the woman muttered.

Zhao Fusheng looked helpless, and said in his heart How miserable you were deceived by a man, you directly blacked out all your male compatriots.

"I want to drink water......"

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the woman's next move made him feel distracted..................