Money can save lives, but ideals can't, Zhao Fusheng used to not understand this sentence very well, but when he did, he cried with a smile.

It has been said that a person's temperament hides the people you love and the books you have read.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng quite agrees with this sentence, but he feels that a person's behavior also hides his own life experience and education. A person from a humble and poor background has a difficult temperament when he grows up, which is not elegant and calm, neither humble nor arrogant. It is difficult for a person who has suffered so much not to bend his waist for five buckets of rice and treat money like dung. People often use the phrase "the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies and ......" to encourage a person who has gone through hardships that everything is worth it.

In fact, suffering is suffering, and suffering does not lead to success.

Suffering is not worth pursuing, and the will is honed because suffering cannot be avoided.

No one is born to live in a difficult situation, if there is a chance to enjoy life, who wants to put aside the brocade clothes and jade food not to enjoy, but to have coarse tea and light rice.

Everything is just forced by life.

Fan Baobao's words made Zhao Fusheng more sure of one thing, that is, he needed to speed up the pace of making money, otherwise if he really waited for that woman to develop, there was a chance that things would make things worse.

After all, Fan Baobao, a woman, has a magical ability, that is, to make a good thing that everyone is happy with turn into a bad thing that no one is satisfied with.

Stocks?

There is no capital, and now the stock market seems to be rising sharply, but the problem is that Zhao Fusheng has no money, so he can't just find a boss and tell people that he can buy stocks now, sell them in November, buy them back in December, and then wait a year to double or triple them. If you do this, you will probably be driven out as a psychopath.

Starting a company?

There is no project, even if there is a project, it is not the right time now, several giants of the Internet have just started a business or are about to start a business, Zhao Fusheng does not want to be the front wave that is slapped to death on the beach by the back waves. What's more, he knows very well that he has no background and no background, and it is estimated that the company has not become bigger and stronger, and there is no skin left to be swallowed.

After thinking about it, until he got off the bus, Zhao Fusheng didn't figure out how he should make money.

"Is it possible, do you really want to sell songs and books like what is written in some novels?" muttered to himself, Zhao Fusheng felt that it was too uncompelled to do so.

Of course, the more important problem is that he is not a god, if he writes a song, he can remember the lyrics, but he can't write a score. If you write a novel, you will probably remember the content, and you will only know if you describe the ghost in detail.

Thankfully, I still have time.

Back in the dormitory, Tan Kaixuan's goods were still not there, it seemed that he had accompanied Hu Xia to breakfast early in the morning, and only the fat and thin Ertoutuo was busy washing.

"Lao Zhao, the guide is looking for you on the weekend. Wen Yu said when he saw Zhao Fusheng.

"Counselor?Teacher Zheng?" Zhao Fusheng raised his eyebrows, quite surprised.

If she remembers correctly, Zheng Yao should have asked for leave, and according to the development in her memory, she should have resigned directly.

What's going on?

"I don't know, just tell you to go to the office on Monday to find her. Wang Zhen put on his shirt and explained to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, "I know." ”

No matter what decision Zheng Yao makes, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, he doesn't have much to do with himself, he just needs to be honest.

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There is only one class in the morning, after all, it is a sophomore, and it is an old fritter in the school, and he is well versed in some unspoken rules.

In the entire dormitory, except for Zhao Fusheng, a guy who recently wanted to study a whim, even Tan Kaixuan's guy did not accompany Hu Xia, but quietly sat at the back of the classroom with Wang Zhenwenyu.

"Where's Lao Zhao?"

Tan Kaixuan slipped in through the back door and asked Wang Zhen in a low voice.

Wang Zhen shrugged his shoulders and motioned for him to look ahead.

Following the direction of Wang Zhen's eyes, Tan Kaixuan saw Zhao Fusheng sitting in the first row with a serious face, looking like he was listening carefully at any time.

"This guy, how did he change sex recently. Tan Kaixuan rubbed his chin and muttered.

"Who knows. Wang Zhen shook his head, also puzzled.

"Could it be that I was taught a lesson by the instructor?" Wen Yu leaned over.

"No way, how can a counselor have that power. Tan Kaixuan blinked, looking like a great detective possessed, "In my opinion, there must be something inside here." ”

"If you don't come, he's weird, and I think you're even weirder. Wang Zhen glanced at Tan Kaixuan, "Let's talk about it, when will you invite guests to dinner?"

"Well, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and the comrades still need to work hard. The expression on Tan Kaixuan's face was unsightly, and he sighed helplessly.

He really likes Hu Xia, and he has been accompanying Hu Xia recently, eating together in the cafeteria, studying together in the library, and going to fetch hot water for others in the morning. In Wang Zhen's words, this goods is like a eunuch waiting for confinement.

"What's the matter, didn't Hu Xia agree to date you?" Wen Yu looked puzzled, because of his personality, he has always been respectful of girls, and spent more time on the basketball court all day, originally thought that Hu Xia agreed to date Tan Kaixuan, and the matter between the two of them must be a matter of course, but he didn't expect it to be what he thought.

"You don't understand this, it's called push-pull. Wang Zhen explained with a gesture of a passer-by.

"What a push and pull, she's just shy. Tan Kaixuan said helplessly, "I feel that I have to ask Lao Zhao to help me write a poem." ”

He was greeted by the hygienic eyes of Wang Zhen and Wen Yu.

However, they can understand Tan Kaixuan, chasing girls these years, either to send flowers or to sing, or just like Tan Kaixuan, from time to time to make a touching love poem to send over, to ensure that the girl will rush over with tears in her eyes.

But then again, poetry is not so easy to write, it is easy to write poetry, and it is not so simple to write good poetry. Therefore, everyone thinks that Tan Kaixuan's goods are purely a dream.

The time of a class passed quickly, and when he was resting, Zhao Fusheng was sorting out his notes and preparing to leave, when he saw Tan Kaixuan coming over, smiling and flattering.

"What's the matter?" "I have known each other in my past life and this life for so many years, Tan Kaixuan's virtue, Zhao Fusheng knows it too well, as long as this guy has something to ask for, he will definitely put on such a face.

As it turned out, he was not wrong.

Tan Kaixuan rubbed his hands, then cautiously, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Lao Zhao, that neighbor of your family, is there still a masterpiece?"

Ay?

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, and then remembered that he told Mu Qingqing that the poem was written by a neighbor at home when he was a child.

With his brows furrowed, Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "No." ”

He really didn't want to write this thing, on the one hand, it wasn't his own work, in case someone had already written it, it would be embarrassing to crash, and more importantly, Zhao Fusheng felt that it was boring to do so. ”

After saying this, he picked up his textbook and prepared to leave the classroom, and he would go to Zheng Yao in a while.

"Hey, old Zhao, old Zhao, brother, brother, brother, it's not okay if you're my brother, help, help, no matter what happens to you in the future, go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, can you say a word?" Tan Kaixuan hurriedly stopped in front of Zhao Fusheng, clasped his hands together, "This is my brother, my life's event, please!"

In fact, after he finished saying the sentence of going up the knife mountain and going down the oil pot, Zhao Fusheng's footsteps had already stopped there.

In his previous life, Zhao Fusheng was very bad, after graduating from college, he chose to start his own business, but he failed countless times, and even once was designed by someone in Ludong Province, all the money was cheated out, and he owed more than 200,000 foreign debts.

It was Tan Kaixuan who rushed to Ludong by plane overnight, smashed the check directly on the other party's face, and brought him out.

Later, Zhao Fusheng learned that because of his own affairs, Tan Kaixuan pushed down a negotiation worth millions.

He really did the sentence that he left in his classmates when he graduated.

"No matter where you are, if you have something to do, make a phone call, go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, I will accompany you. ”

Zhao Fusheng has always been an introverted person, and he always believes that all encounters in the world, no matter people or things, are the most appropriate arrangements from God.

Although waiting can sometimes make time seem long, sometimes it can make time pass very quickly.

But in the end, he had the opportunity to fulfill a promise.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng sighed and looked at Tan Kaixuan, "Do you really like Hu Xia?"

"Hmm. Tan Kaixuan nodded vigorously.

"Well, I'll write it to you. Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything more, but turned around and lay on the table, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a poem.