When Zhao Fusheng appeared downstairs in the girls' dormitory, he didn't attract anyone's attention, after all, he was not a star on campus, although he was not bad, but unfortunately, Japanese comics such as "Slam Dunk" have not become popular in recent years, regardless of whether it is Kenji Fujima or Rukawa Kaede, for college students, they are not as attractive as Nicholas Tse and Edison Chen's creamy students.

But it's a pity that Zhao Fusheng doesn't look greasy at all.

Occasionally, someone passed by, and when they looked at Zhao Fusheng, they didn't stop for a moment, probably thinking they were waiting for their girlfriend.

Zhao Fusheng was not in a hurry, standing opposite the dormitory building, with the sound of the campus radio in his ears, a song from the other side of the strait, the name seemed to be "Queen's Road East".

"Queen's Road West and Queen's Road East, Queen's Road East and Queen's Road ......Central" The familiar song sounded, and even the voice did not change, and a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth.

Sometimes, for him, it is undoubtedly a very happy thing to be able to occasionally hear songs from the depths of his memory.

Although he knew that he was not in the real sense of the past, it was enough.

"It's coming quickly. ”

Mu Qingqing walked over, with a beautiful face and a faint smile on her face.

Although Zhao Fusheng thought it was beautiful, he was not moved, nodded slightly, and the two of them walked forward, behind them were a group of students who were shocked by their jaws.

"Mu Qingqing, it seems that I have a boyfriend!"

"Mu Qingqing has been confessed!"

This is how false news is often spread, but the person concerned does not know it.

The distance between the two people is not close, in order to avoid misunderstanding by others, Zhao Fusheng deliberately distanced himself from Mu Qingqing, he doesn't like trouble, and he doesn't want to be entangled in trouble.

Along the way, many people's eyes swept by, and they didn't care when they saw Zhao Fusheng, but when they saw Mu Qingqing, a flash of brilliance flashed in the eyes of many people.

A girl like her will unconsciously attract the attention of others wherever she goes.

At this time, the university has an attitude of not opposing or disapproving about love, simply put, as long as the students do not openly hug and hug in class, the school will not care about this kind of thing.

In Zhao Fusheng's memory, this time is quite conservative, in a few years, the university campus will be full of all kinds of love stories, and some people even simply read and get married.

Turning his head and glancing at Mu Qingqing behind him, Zhao Fusheng felt a different emotion in his heart, in his previous life, he had nothing to do with Mu Qingqing, he only knew that this goddess-level figure of Ninghai Normal University, in four years of college, he politely rejected countless wild bees and butterflies, went abroad, and in the end, he was cheap.

Of course, her ending is naturally not very good, after all, a woman with a child, even if there is no lack of material, but the spiritual emptiness can be imagined.

Today, there is such an intersection between two people, do you want to do something?

"What's wrong?" Seeing Zhao Fusheng looking at him, Mu Qingqing frowned and asked. She is the kind of girl who is truly cultured, she has a clear plan for her life and future, and she also knows clearly what she wants.

Of course, her maturity, in Zhao Fusheng's opinion, is actually a bit too idealistic.

Therefore, Zhao Fusheng would use words like going to the countryside to teach before to fool Mu Qingqing.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, it is much better for Mu Qingqing to go to teach than to marry a foreigner after going abroad and finally divorce.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to talk to you. Zhao Fusheng said to Mu Qingqing with a smile that the purpose of his coming was very simple, that is, he hoped to be able to talk to Mu Qingqing clearly, and hoped that she would not appear around him again.

Women are a disaster, especially a beauty like Mu Qingqing, and the most important thing is that Zhao Fusheng doesn't like her beauty, which is even more troublesome.

Zhao Fusheng didn't want to be blocked in a corner of the school by one of Mu Qingqing's suitors one day.

"Well, I want to talk to you too. "Colonel Mu looks in a good mood, and she actually talks and laughs with Zhao Fusheng.

In the summer evenings, there are always many couples on the college campus, and people like to take a walk at this time, and they are not willing to be lonely, and occasionally let out a chirp, as if calling for companions.

"Oh?"

Zhao Fusheng was a little surprised, but he was not surprised, in his opinion, if it wasn't for something, how could a girl like Mu Qingqing have something to do with him.

People are self-aware, Zhao Fusheng doesn't think that for no reason, Mu Qingqing may take a fancy to himself. If that's the case, the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai will not be sung.

"That's it, I want to buy that song you sang in the bar that day. Mu Qingqing didn't go around in circles, but directly stated her purpose.

Zhao Fusheng was a little surprised: "Buy songs?"

"Yes, my family is a record company, to be honest, I think your song has the potential to be popular. Mu Qingqing looked at Zhao Fusheng and said sincerely.

But to her surprise, Zhao Fusheng looked calm, and he didn't even show surprise because of his words, which made her feel quite weird.

In fact, it is really difficult for Zhao Fusheng to have any surprises, except for some surprises that Mu Qingqing's family is actually in the entertainment industry, the rest, everything is taken for granted in his opinion.

Such a good song, it's strange if it doesn't have the potential to be popular.

"Zhao Fusheng, I know you are a talented person, don't you want more people to hear your songs?"

Mu Qingqing persuaded Zhao Fusheng bitterly, obviously she really hoped that Zhao Fusheng would agree, "And don't worry, the singers we found are all very powerful singers in the domestic music scene, and they will definitely not disappoint you with this song." ”

The corners of Zhao Fusheng's mouth showed a smile, no wonder Mu Qingqing in his previous life, when he was in school, he didn't shy away from those suitors, and after returning from abroad, he still had no worries about food and clothing, and he was a rich second generation after making trouble for a long time.

So, it doesn't matter.

Laughing lightly, Zhao Fusheng nodded: "I know, let your family contact me." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Mu Qingqing with a sluggish face.

"That's it?"

Mu Qingqing silently looked at Zhao Fusheng's back, and seeing that this guy was about to disappear from her sight, she hurriedly chased after him.

"You wait. ”

Zhao Fusheng hadn't gone far before he heard footsteps behind him and Mu Qingqing's voice.

Stopping, Zhao Fusheng turned his head, "Something?"

"Of course. Mu Qingqing Gujing Bubo's mood finally changed, "What did you mean by what you said just now, what do you mean by letting my family contact you, can't I?"

Obviously, her focus was on Zhao Fusheng's sentence before.

It is said that a woman's heart is a needle, and it seems that no matter how old a woman's heart is, it is very difficult to guess.

Tilting his head, Zhao Fusheng glanced at Mu Qingqing calmly: "Do you know how much a song costs? Do you know what kind of singer is suitable for this song? Do you have the right to sign a contract with me?"

Several questions in a row made Mu Qingqing stunned and unable to say a word.

Zhao Fusheng blinked, smiled, turned around and left.

Mu Qingqing felt that Zhao Fusheng's smile was clearly satirizing his ignorance.

As everyone knows, Zhao Fusheng actually just thinks that Mu Qingqing at this time is really immature, and in her previous life, she looked at her with the eyes of her peers, and she was a dignified goddess.

But now, Mu Qingqing is actually just a relatively precocious literary girl.

It seems that it is always easy to ignore life in the moment and ignore the many good times. And when all the time is let down and wasted, a certain period can be taken out of memory, patted the dust deposited on it, and sighed that it is the best.