The perfect future of rebirth

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They were talking about something, but Liu Yuan was quite embarrassed. After all, they were just planning to sing for a while, but now that Chen Hai took everything on his shoulders, they didn't know what to do.

Seeing this, Zhao Fusheng smiled, and said to the manager, "Please help us arrange a large private room."

The manager nodded, turned around and made arrangements.

Only then did Zhao Fusheng look at Liu Yuan: "Since my uncle treats guests, let's not be polite, at most, just go over and toast a glass of wine later."

This is the most common way for adults to deal with it, but it's still a little strange to a few college students.

While Liu Yuan and the others looked at each other, they had no choice but to nod.

After all, they are still students. Even if the family conditions are good, such a place is considered a high-spending place for them.

Especially when everyone sat in the private room and took a look at the price of the private room, even Liu Yuan, who was still a little emotional just now, dispelled the idea of ​​saying goodbye to Zhao Fusheng.

What an international joke, the minimum consumption is 880, which is only the starting price, and the full set will cost at least 3000 yuan.The beautifully dressed waiter Shui Ling was probably told by the manager not to offend the guests, so even though the box was full of students, she still politely asked Zhao Fusheng and the others if they needed anything else?

Seeing that Liu Yuan and others didn't want to talk, Zhao Fusheng shook his head, chuckled, and said to the waiter: "Just serve a few sets of beer and drinks, as well as fruit plates and snacks, we just sing .”

The waiter nodded slightly with a smile on his face: "Okay, just wait a moment."

Working in such a place, although it is not necessary to watch people order dishes, the waiters know very well that people who can come to this kind of place to consume, no matter how they dress, are richer than themselves.At the very least, one consumption of others is worth two months' wages without eating or drinking.Even though this group of people are all students, who knows if there is any wealthy second generation hidden among them.

At the very least, when she looked at Liu Yuan, she felt that he was very stylish.

Zhao Fusheng naturally understood this, suppressed himself from laughing out loud, and continued to face Xiao Transparent silently.As for Fan Baobao, that heartless girl, after making sure her boyfriend was in a good mood, she concentrated on chatting with a few female classmates.

On the contrary, Liu Yuan and the others, after muttering for a long time, could only sigh with emotion that there are not many rich relatives in their family.

But even so, they looked at Zhao Fusheng who was sitting on the sofa in the corner and continued to play with his mobile phone, and their eyes were a little different. After all, they were still young people, and their skins were far less thick than adults. Today's event cost at least a thousand dollars , have to inherit Zhao Fusheng's favor.

Soon, wine and snacks were brought up, and the atmosphere in the private room gradually heated up. Everyone should sing and play games. It was really quite lively.

Fan Baobao didn't sing, but went to Zhao Fusheng's side, poked him with his finger, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and pointed to Zheng Xue who was singing in front: "It's a bit noisy."

After all, it was singing karaoke, so the environment in the room must be very noisy, and you couldn't hear you whispering at all.

Fan Baobao simply took out his mobile phone and typed Zhao Fusheng on the short message input interface: "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing her movements, Zhao Fusheng smiled, and typed in the same way: "I was thinking, how many books can be bought by the money you spend here every day, and how many people in need can be helped. I don't understand, Why don’t those rich children or wealthy women refuse to do some serious things, spending money is small, but they have resources and funds to do things and start a business but are busy squandering, isn’t it just squatting in a latrine.”

"You are talking nonsense." Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng, then leaned into his ear and said, "Don't worry about other people's affairs, maybe you can't see the hard work behind him?"

Zhao Fusheng curled his lips, but did not speak again.

In his view, children born with a golden spoon know the hardships of the people, and even rarer are willing to endure hardships. A few parents really hope that their children will suffer as much as they do. Most people hope that their children can live without food and clothing. Worry, let yourself do what you struggle for.

This is the inherent thinking for thousands of years, something deep in the bones, and it will still be the same in 100 years.

Even Zhao Fusheng himself is working hard, hoping to earn a lot of money, so that his family no longer need to worry about money.

In other words, if Zhao Fusheng had to choose, let Fan Beibei suffer and suffer to make money, or work hard to start a business by himself, he would definitely choose the latter without hesitation.

He didn't notice that when Fan Baobao came to his side to talk, Liu Yuan's expression not far away suddenly became darker.

Hostility is something that sometimes only needs a small opportunity to erupt.

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Chapter 544 Teacher Zhao (202/281)

When I was young, even my sentimentality was so earth-shattering.When I grow up, I learn to hide myself.The more painful you are, the more you need to remain calm, and the more painful you are, the more you need to keep silent.

This is the difference between adults and teenagers, because children can tell right from wrong, while adults probably only look at the pros and cons.

Liu Yuan is not very good at hiding his emotions, so Zhao Fusheng quickly felt his hostility.

Frowning, Zhao Fusheng glanced at Liu Yuan, shook his head helplessly, and was jealous of a child, he really couldn't do such a thing.

But seeing Liu Yuan singing "The Moon Represents My Heart" and targeting Fan Baobao, he was really upset.

After all, he is a man, if this kind of thing can be done as if nothing happened, he is either a saint or a waste.

Zhao Fusheng was obviously not a waste, so he simply sat next to Fan Baobao.

"What's wrong?" Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng strangely, not understanding what he meant.

Zhao Fusheng blinked and smiled innocently, but put his hand on Fan Baobao's shoulder.

"Who are you?" Gao Feng leaned over at this time, looking at Fan Baobao and Zhao Fusheng strangely.

Zhao Fusheng didn't speak, but Fan Baobao said generously: "It's nothing, I'm with him, and the family agrees."

She is telling the truth, according to Li Yuan and Zhao's mother's plan, she can't wait for them to have a wedding and have a baby now. Every time this topic is brought up, the two mothers' reactions are surprisingly the same. Fu Sheng didn't dare to mention this matter at all.

"Oh oh oh, congratulations, congratulations." Gao Feng nodded slightly awkwardly, showing an unnatural smile, and then hid aside.

Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao looked at each other, and they both smiled at the same time.

"Let's sing." Fan Baobao said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a while, then nodded: "Help me order "Dream Back to Tang Dynasty"."

Fan Baobao was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect Zhao Fusheng to sing this song. You know, she still remembered that Li Jian seemed to have said that Zhao Fusheng actually knew how to write songs.

Soon it was Zhao Fusheng's turn to order the song. Zhao Fusheng's singing was actually very ordinary. He sang heavy metal rock in his mouth, but it was a little less roaring, but a little more deep.

Listening to Zhao Fusheng's song, everyone was a little surprised. The college students at this time were still very rich. In Zhao Fusheng's last life, even though there were no big names among his high school classmates, they all did well in the end.In other words, everyone in this room, in real life, has capital pride.

But now, even a fool can tell that the song sung by Zhao Fusheng obviously has a story.

Fan Baobao's feelings are a little deeper, perhaps because women are more sensitive, whether men have stories, whether they are sanctimonious or consistent, can be roughly counted.

In her feeling, Zhao Fusheng at this moment is like a book. After opening, it contains secrets that people can't help but want to explore.

"Why didn't I realize that this guy actually has this side?" Fan Baobao looked at his boyfriend and muttered to himself.

At the end of the song, Zhao Fusheng put down the microphone and smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm making a fool of myself."

A group of people were full of astonishment, thinking that although your singing is not good, it is not a show of shame. If you show a show of shame, what are we?

"Zhao Fusheng, you sing really well." At this time, a girl said to Zhao Fusheng, and actually sat beside Zhao Fusheng.

"Ok?"

Fan Baobao was originally talking to Zheng Xue, but when he saw this scene, he immediately became vigilant, like a kitten whose tail was stepped on, narrowing its eyes to stare at Zhao Fusheng and the girl.