Many hotels and restaurants are actually very pitiful, and would rather rely on luxurious decoration to attract customers, rather than put more effort into dishes and service, but I have to admit that although the food in this kind of place tastes very ordinary, but sitting here to eat, there is indeed a sense of superiority.

Jiang Wen and Ye Jing left after eating, and the two old men had other arrangements.

Zhao Fusheng originally planned to go home, but Yu Feihong said that he had something to look for, so the two of them found a Western restaurant and sat down.

"Sister, do you have something to do with me?" After sitting down, Zhao Fusheng didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly to Feihong.

Yu Feihong nodded: "It's not a big deal, I just want to ask you what you think about today's events." ”

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "What, sister, what do you think about this matter?"

Glaring at Zhao Fusheng, Yu Feihong smiled and said, "Stinky boy, don't tell me, you don't see what Lao Jiang and Ye Jing have in mind." ”

Even she could see that Jiang Wen and Ye Jing sang and harmonized, and they must have been angry in advance, so she didn't believe it, Zhao Fusheng couldn't feel it at all.

Zhao Fusheng smiled very thief: "Sister, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?"

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Yu Feihong was stunned for a moment, and then the expression on his face changed, and after a while, he hesitated and said, "It shouldn't be a bad thing, right?"

After all, no matter what she thought about the whole thing, she couldn't think of anything that was bad.

"Yes, our company, in general, is only good for you and me, and there is no harm. Zhao Fusheng nodded and said, "Although Old Jiang and Brother Ye must have discussed something, I think their purpose should be to get me to agree." ”

Hearing his words, Yu Feihong thought thoughtfully, she is a very smart woman, otherwise she would not have been able to rise and fall in the entertainment industry for so many years, yo Xu doesn't mean that she doesn't understand, it's just that she doesn't want to dig deeper.

After thinking about it carefully, Yu Feihong understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

It seems that Jiang Wen and Ye Jing's approach, Zhao Fusheng has already guessed it, but he himself has ideas in this regard, so he simply pushed the boat down the river and agreed to their proposal.

"You guy, you always have so many ideas in your stomach. Glaring at Zhao Fusheng, Yu Feihong said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, looking innocent. He also knew that Yu Feihong had no malicious intentions, he was just complaining about himself.

"By the way, did you say last time that I would choose Shuzhong as the place to donate money to school, is there any special reason?" When Yu Feihong was leaving, he seemed to remember something and asked Zhao Fusheng strangely.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "I have a senior who teaches over there, and the conditions over there are not very good......

"Oh, oh......" Yu Feihong nodded and didn't ask any more.

With a sigh of relief in his heart, Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly in his heart, even if he knew that some things would happen, he could only pretend that he didn't know anything, but no matter what, he had to do something.

After all, he is a living person, not a cold-blooded and ruthless machine.

Sending Yu Feihong home, Zhao Fusheng came to the Chinese opera in a car.

As a qualified boyfriend, of course you have to do things like picking up your girlfriend from school.

Facts have proved that pleasing girls is actually really simple, at least Fan Baobao was quite happy when he saw Zhao Fusheng appear downstairs in the dormitory.

"Why are you here?" Although I wanted to run over and hug my boyfriend warmly, but after all, he was still thin-skinned, and Fan Baobao was still reserved.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Talk to Lao Jiang and them, and I'll come to pick you up when I'm done." ”

As he spoke, he also smiled and waved to his roommates who were standing not far behind Fan Baobao, which was regarded as a greeting.

Several girls naturally responded to Zhao Fusheng with a smile, well, Zhou Yun was an exception, she waved her fist at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng didn't mind, after all, he knew what he had done.

"You guys have no class?" Zhao Fusheng asked Fan Baobao.

"Well, I'm going back to the dormitory, what's the matter, do you want to invite us to dinner?" Zhou Yun said on the side.

Zhao Fusheng always boasted that he was the matchmaker between himself and Jiang Wen, but Zhou Yun resolutely refused to admit it. Although in fact, she and Jiang Wen confirmed their relationship because they had dinner at Zhao Fusheng's house that night, and Jiang Wen directly confessed on the way home when Jiang Wen sent her home.

But Zhou Yun just felt that Zhao Fusheng was not a good person, and he and Jiang Wen must have planned it in advance that day.

In this regard, Zhao Fusheng said that he was really wronged, and the ghost knew why Jiang Wen was so boring, and he actually took advantage of the middle of the night to confess.

"It's okay to eat, but Zhou Yun, are you sure you don't have a date today?" Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

"No, Lao Jiang has something to do, what's the matter?" Zhou Yun's face was slightly red, but he still said to Zhao Fusheng with an unusually strong neck.

Zhao Fusheng was speechless for a moment, this girl has become more and more like that guy since she followed Jiang Wen, she is simply a faceless and skinless player.

"Let's go, let's go, let's eat hot pot. Fan Baobao pushed Zhao Fusheng with a smile and didn't let him and Zhou Yun continue to fight.

These two guys are getting more and more naïve.

Everyone went out of the school gate and found a hot pot restaurant nearby to eat, a group of girls said that they were going to rehearse the sketch, Zhao Fusheng originally didn't want to go, but his reputation as a screenwriter has already been blown out by Fan Baobao and Zhou Yun, plus a group of girls also participated in the filming of the movie, knowing that this guy is a person who can write stories, so he pulled Zhao Fusheng over.

Walking in the campus of Chinese opera, I walked slowly inside, passing by the pitifully small playground. To the south, there is an old-fashioned bungalow, which is a vocal room, and there is a verandah in front of the house.

Under the verandah, in the open space outside, and even on the playground, there are students practicing their lines, or crisp and loud, or soft and smart, and everyone's face is full of vitality, which is a scenery that belongs to the ivory tower.

"How about it, there are a lot of beauties in our school, right?" Holding Zhao Fusheng's arm, Fan Baobao said in a low voice with a smile on his face.

"Not bad......" Zhao Fusheng just wanted to answer, but noticed Fan Baobao's expression, blinked his eyes, and decisively chose to sell the festival: "But this is also normal, after all, it is a Chinese opera." Even a big beauty like you is here, let alone others. ”

Fan Baobao seemed to be very satisfied with Zhao Fusheng's answer, and gave him a look that counted him as familiar: "Hey, no way, who made me this natural beauty." ”

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng really didn't have any idea of evaluating this girl's narcissism.

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