The perfect future of rebirth

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To put it simply, it's a good show but not a good one.

There is also such a director in Hong Kong, named Guan Jinpeng.

There are not many things Zhao Fusheng can do, so he has to accompany Lou Ye to drink a few big wines. Of course, Lou Ye drinks most of the time, and Zhao Fusheng will accompany him silently, and then talk to himself after he drinks too much .

In fact, sometimes people are like this. They know that drinking can't solve any problems, but they still choose to hangover. The reason is that only when alcohol anesthetizes themselves can they forget those annoying troubles.

Time slowly came to the National Day. During the long holiday, the whole of Beijing was very lively. The Chinese people were probably a model of honesty while saying no.

While talking about how bad Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou are, they are flocking to these big cities.

Zhao Fusheng is fine. Fan Baobao and his roommates in the dormitory are said to be rehearsing a program in the past few days, saying that he plans to perform at the freshman party, and he doesn't care about him at all. He wrote out, "Stomach, how are you?", "Stomach acid, stomach pain, stomach bloating, please use Starsu Capsules", as soon as these two advertising words came out, Zhao Fusheng believed that he would definitely be able to win the favor of the other party.

But for some reason, he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

He couldn't say clearly, but Zhao Fusheng clearly felt that he should have read an article about this Starshine Capsule in his previous life, but he couldn't remember the specific content.

No way, as the rebirth time got longer and longer, he found that his memory of many things became more and more blurred, and what he could remember was probably some outlines.

This made Zhao Fusheng feel a sense of crisis deep in his heart.

He is very clear about what he can rely on, and once he loses his foresight one day, he will have to rely on himself for the next step.

As a not-so-successful person in his previous life, Zhao Fusheng's fear of failure can be imagined. Therefore, he has worked harder recently, hoping to accumulate enough capital before that day to ensure that he and his family can be safe. Live your life worry-free.

On this day, Zhao Fusheng was revising his advertising plan, when he saw Fan Baobao walking in angrily, followed by Zhou Yun with a strange expression.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Fusheng looked at them strangely, it was rare to see two people like this.

"Don't mention it, I'm pissed off!"

Fan Baobao stomped his feet and his chest heaved continuously, obviously out of anger.

"Ahem..." Zhou Yun had a weird expression on her face, coughed a few times, and was about to speak, but was stared back by Fan Baobao's fierce eye dart.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng had no interest in this, but Fan Baobao's reaction made him want to know what happened.

Putting down his pen, Zhao Fusheng looked at Fan Baobao: "What's going on?"

"Well, you guys talk, I'll go back first." Zhou Yun chose to retreat decisively, and before Zhao Fusheng even had time to speak, he opened the door and left.

"Damn girl, you run fast." Fan Baobao snorted.

Zhao Fusheng stood up, walked to her side, and lightly tapped Fan Baobao's forehead: "You, what's the matter, who are you angry with?"

"I'm not angry, just, just unhappy..." Fan Baobao said with a depressed face.

"Ok?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled.

"We were chatting in the dormitory before, and everyone can be summed up in one idiom..." Fan Baobao also knew that Zhao Fusheng couldn't hide it. If he didn't tell him, this guy would definitely call Zhou Yun. He simply told Zhao Fusheng the truth in a self-defeating manner.

"Well, the girls are chatting..." Zhao Fusheng was stunned, and then laughed: "Is there a fight?"

In his opinion, it is normal for a group of little girls to gossip and some of them may not pay attention to what they say and hurt others. Not everyone can make jokes.

"That's not true, they, they bullied me..." Fan Baobao retorted: "When talking about Zhou Yun, the waves are turbulent. When it comes to me, it comes to me..." As she spoke, the expression on her face became weird.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Fusheng frowned.

"They say I am, it's a sure thing!"

Following Fan Baobao's aggrieved words, the expression on Zhao Fusheng's face instantly froze.

ps: It’s the third watch, I’ll go out to have a meal with my friends later, watch the Portuguese game by the way, and write the fourth watch when I come back.I don't believe it, Portugal will win!You believe me!

Chapter 8 and five proofs

Zhao Fusheng swore that he had never heard such an interesting joke.

After Fan Baobao said the four words that he was sure, he subconsciously looked at Fan Baobao's chest. To be honest, Fan Baobao really wasn't that well-developed type.

"It's a bit too much if it's a certainty." After carefully looking at it, Zhao Fusheng rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "There are still a little bit of cherry."

"Get lost! You are not a good person either!" Fan Baobao thumped Zhao Fusheng on the shoulder angrily, completely speechless towards this guy.

After confirming that she was only sulking because she was joking, Zhao Fusheng didn't worry about anything anymore, and went to do things on his own.

Fan Baobao didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went back to the room by himself.

After returning to the room, standing in front of the mirror, Fan Baobao gestured with his hand on his chest, and frowned slightly: "Is it really small?"

Because of the wrong words, Zhao Fusheng could only sleep in the guest room tonight, and even Zhang Qian looked at him with strange eyes. Obviously, Zhang Qian thought that the two of them had a quarrel.

"Ahem, it's nothing. Women have a few days every month." Zhao Fusheng explained with a little embarrassment.

I thought Zhang Qian didn't understand, but this guy nodded clumsily.

"Ok?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then asked strangely: "How do you know?"

Zhang Qian blushed slightly, but he didn't answer Zhao Fusheng's question, but turned around and went back to his room, leaving Zhao Fusheng standing there alone, bewildered.

"Is it possible that this guy is in a relationship?" muttering to himself, Zhao Fusheng was really curious.

At this moment, Fan Baobao was lying on the bed in a daze.

The night in Beijing is slightly cool in early autumn. Although people haven't put on winter clothes yet, they have already mentioned the coolness.

Fortunately, the temperature in the room was not low. Fan Baobao tried his best to stretch his delicate body, and his exquisite figure was looming under the black lace nightdress, showing a touching wave.

He straightened up suddenly, and then fell on the bed again. Fan Baobao kicked his legs up in the air: "I'm so bored, I'm so bored."

She didn't notice that the door of the room was opened by someone at some point, and a figure was standing there dumbfounded.

what's the situation?

Zhao Fusheng stood there with a dazed expression, almost thinking that he might be hallucinating.

Although this is not the first time he has seen this girl's body, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little different. Wherever he looked, a little bit of white came out from the black, covering up the place that the man most wanted to explore. .

That is really a breathtaking beauty!

Just when Zhao Fusheng was about to speak, the next moment, Fan Baobao turned over and lay down there.

What the hell!