Yu Feihong is not the kind of person who likes to be sad and sad, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't look at people, as a young woman in nature of literature and art, she can clearly distinguish whether a person has good intentions or bad intentions towards herself.

In her opinion, Zhao Fusheng's body is mixed with two completely different temperaments: youth, maturity and prudence.

According to Yu Feihong's understanding, the boy holds his beloved guitar, sits on the playground and sings, not far away, the girl who admires him speaks softly, this should be a beautiful college campus love.

But in Zhao Fusheng's mouth, she couldn't hear this, and what Zhao Fusheng occasionally talked about was not what she imagined.

Although the clock of the season has pointed to spring, but this is the north, and the frost flowers seem to have some feelings with people, and it is estimated that it will not be until April when the snow on both sides of the road will melt.

"I'm not going in, sister. ”

Sending Yu Feihong to the door, Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

"Okay, be careful on your way back. Yu Feihong nodded, although it was winter, it was like a spring breeze.

"It's okay, I'm familiar with it. Zhao Fusheng smiled: "You rest early." ”

Yu Feihong smiled: "I know, I don't know which of the two of us is the big one." ”

"You're big, you're big. Zhao Fusheng laughed, turned around and walked in the direction of the dormitory.

For Feihong, he didn't have any ideas, this woman was not something he could provoke now, although he said it from his heart, the moment he saw Yu Feihong, Zhao Fusheng felt that he was indeed amazed.

From a certain point of view, no one will not hate a woman like Yu Feihong.

But it is also clear that such a woman is not something that ordinary men can have.

Looking at Zhao Fusheng's back, Yu Feihong laughed, this young man is really interesting.

For the two of them, today's meal was very interesting.

In other words, this is the first confrontation between two equally sane people, and although nothing happened, it left a deep impression in each other's hearts.

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"Good morning, Sister Fei. ”

"Good morning, wait a minute, I'll wash my face. ”

Early the next morning, Zhao Fusheng asked Tan Kaixuan to help roll call and appeared at the door of the villa again.

Yu Feihong opened the door with his face to the sky, calmly, greeted Zhao Fusheng, and turned around to wash.

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhao Fusheng had to sigh, this woman may have been born to be a goddess, even if she has no makeup, she is just as beautiful and thrilling.

Soon, Yu Feihong finished washing up, came out and said to Zhao Fusheng: "Don't go out to eat, I see that there is something in the refrigerator, I'll make a little, is it okay?"

Yes?

Zhao Fusheng blinked, feeling a little excited for no reason, this is the craftsmanship of the people in the rivers and lakes called Feige, he has been a fan of her in his last life, is God repaying himself?

"What's the matter, you can't trust me?" Yu Feihong said with a smile.

It's not that she doesn't want to go out to eat, it's just that she has appeared on the screen more frequently in the past two years, strictly speaking, she has filmed a lot of scenes, and her recognition is not low, so under normal circumstances, she doesn't like to eat out very much.

"No, no, I was just wondering if I should find a camera or something and take pictures. Zhao Fusheng laughed and teased.

At this time, Yu Feihong was just twenty-nine years old, seven years different from himself, and he was still in the mood to chat. If the difference between the two is more than ten years old, it is estimated that she may not even look at herself.

The reason is simple, because it is not a generation, naturally there is nothing to talk about.

"I'll just take it as if you're complimenting me. Yu Feihong smiled, walked to the kitchen, tied his apron, and started cooking.

Zhao Fusheng sat in the living room, watching quietly, the sun shined through the window and on her face, as if there was a kind of light, which made people's hearts stir.

Soon, breakfast was served, and Yu Feihong said with a smile: "Make a little simple, you will be fine." ”

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "It's better than what I did myself." ”

"Then let's taste it. Yu Feihong smiled and said.

Zhao Fusheng sat down and began to eat.

Yu Feihong also gave himself a bowl of porridge and began to eat.

Neither of them is a talkative character, they eat their own food, Zhao Fusheng has to say that Yu Feihong's cooking is really good, and he actually drank two bowls of porridge.

"Sister Fei, your craftsmanship is very good. Zhao Fusheng ate, wiped his mouth and said.

Yu Feihong laughed: "This meal can be regarded as a story of thanking you." ”

Blinking, Zhao Fusheng knew what he meant when he heard the strings, and raised his eyebrows: "Sister Fei, are you leaving?"

Yu Feihong nodded: "I'm going to go back and raise it, start researching first, and then think about the project shooting, like you said, this thing may not be able to make a movie, it can only be made into a documentary, but even so, I have to shoot it." ”

There is a firmness and persistence in her words.

Zhao Fusheng naturally knows what kind of person she is, in her last life, in order to make a movie called "Love Has an Afterlife", she worked hard for ten years, learned special skills such as screenwriting, photography and directing, and completed the transformation from a beautiful actress to a talented female director.

Such a person is determined to do one thing, and naturally he wants to be perfect.

"Well, I wish you success. Zhao Fusheng looked at Yu Feihong and said with a smile.

Yu Feihong nodded: "The script fee is definitely gone, so this breakfast should be regarded as my reward for you." ”

Tilting her head and glancing at Zhao Fusheng, she thought for a while and smiled: "If you have the opportunity to come to Beijing, my sister will make you something to eat." ”

"Hmm. Zhao Fusheng nodded subconsciously and agreed, but then he was stunned and looked at Yu Feihong in surprise.

He didn't expect that Yu Feihong would invite him to his home as a guest.

You know, this is notoriously low-key, and she is willing to invite herself, at least to recognize the fact that she is her friend.

"What's the matter, I'm scared. Yu Feihong smiled and looked at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, he was really a little surprised.

Yu Feihong shrugged: "Last night, why didn't you try to come in and sit?"

After all, she drank a few glasses of wine yesterday, the night was long, she was alone, and she seemed to have a good impression of Zhao Fusheng, but he didn't do anything, just said a few words, and left.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled calmly: "I'm not suitable for you, Sister Fei." ”

After a pause, he repeated: "At least, we are not suitable now. ”

Yu Feihong didn't speak, just smiled, she felt that she really didn't misunderstand this young man, Jiang Wen really didn't say it wrong, Zhao Fusheng is indeed an ambitious man.

PS: I've thought about writing something deeper, but after thinking about it, it's better to close it like this, let's take our time, who knows what the future will be like?