Chapter 0150: Good Mood

The best thing about eating with Fan Baobao was that Zhao Fusheng didn't have to pretend to ask what she liked to eat. They were too familiar with each other. He casually ordered two dishes, one he liked and one Fan Baobao liked.

"Why did you have to come out and waste money? We could have just eaten at the cafeteria," Fan Baobao said. Even though she had clamored to eat Zhao Fusheng out of house and home, she still couldn't bear to see him spend money.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled. "Just eat. One meal won't bankrupt me."

"I'm not saying it'll bankrupt you. I'm just worried about your parents seeing you waste money!" Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng and said crossly.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged, too lazy to argue with her, and began attacking the dishes on the table.

Seeing him adopt that ostrich posture again, Fan Baobao felt helpless. Ever since they were kids, whenever Zhao Fusheng didn't want to talk about something, he would act like this.

As the saying goes, "Let him be strong, let him be strong; the gentle breeze caresses the mountain ridge."

In Zhao Fusheng's view, even the biggest problem only mattered if someone cared. If no one cared, even if the sky fell, it would just fall.

People always like to dwell on right and wrong in a matter. The more the parties involved argue, the more intense it becomes. If they stay silent and let things settle quietly, it usually fades away, because humans are creatures skilled at forgetting.

For example, cheating in games, or eating chicken.

After dinner, they left together. Fan Baobao insisted on dragging Zhao Fusheng to stroll around the Central Academy of Drama campus.

"Do you think, if one day I become an international star, will the juniors and seniors at school occasionally point to our dorm and say, 'That's where Senior Fan Baobao once lived'?"

Fan Baobao suddenly asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then glanced at her. "What's gotten into you?"

Fan Baobao gritted her teeth silently, ignoring this clueless idiot who couldn't even play straight man.

But Zhao Fusheng laughed inwardly. He could naturally see through Fan Baobao's little girl thoughts. The problem was, everyone who got into the Central Academy of Drama was proud and ambitious. There would be a show called "The Birth of an Actor" later on, where even classmates, let alone juniors, would act affectionate to your face but stab you in the back.

In the entertainment circle, it was too hard to have real friends.

Let alone making others sincerely admire you. All juniors in the entertainment industry, when facing seniors, only thought about how to surpass them, not about so-called admiration.

"By the way, are you planning to stay at Boss Zheng's company from now on?" Fan Baobao thought for a moment and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then shook his head with a smile. "Not necessarily. At least until graduation, it's fine like this."

In fact, he hadn't figured out what to do yet. After all, the advertising industry was what he knew best, while things like the internet industry were unfamiliar to him. Most of his decisions relied on vague memories in his head.

"If you ask me, just stick to something related to your major and stop daydreaming," Fan Baobao said, frowning at his words.

Zhao Fusheng smiled but said nothing.

He hadn't really taken Fan Baobao's words to heart, because he actually felt a kind of excitement about venturing into other industries.

This excitement came from the joy of trying new things. Whether it was the internet or manufacturing, these were experiences he hadn't had in his previous life. If this wasn't a dream, if everything was real, then Zhao Fusheng knew deep down that he also longed for a different kind of life.

Life is like that. People all yearn for a different life, or rather, the human heart is never satisfied, always looking at the next mountain as higher.

"Just keep it bottled up!" Fan Baobao said resentfully.

She knew Zhao Fusheng too well. He was stubborn as an ox. Once he made up his mind, ten oxen couldn't pull him back. He was the type who wouldn't turn around until he hit the wall.

Actually, she forgot that she was the same kind of person.

"Baobao, out for a walk?"

"Baobao, who's this?"

As they got closer to the female dormitory, students familiar with Fan Baobao would occasionally pass by. Seeing Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao acting close, they would come over to greet them.

Zhao Fusheng really wanted to turn and leave, but Fan Baobao tightly held his arm, so he had to patiently act as a human backdrop.

"Mm, my boyfriend..."

"My boyfriend, came to Beijing to see me."

"My boy..."

Watching the girl beside him happily introducing him, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but slap his forehead. After smiling and seeing off a girl who claimed to be Fan Baobao's next-door classmate, he asked helplessly, "What's going on?"

He wasn't stupid. Fan Baobao had clearly planned this; she wouldn't do it for no reason.

Although it wasn't like ten years later when paparazzi were rampant and celebrities had few scandals, Zhao Fusheng still didn't want unnecessary news to stick to Fan Baobao.

If she became famous after graduation and someone interviewed her classmates, revealing his existence, it would be bad for both of them.

Fan Baobao blinked innocently. "Nothing. What, are you planning to deny it?"

Obviously, she was referring to the engagement arranged by their elders.

For Zhao Fusheng, this was a huge headache. His parents had already regarded Fan Baobao as their future daughter-in-law, and Li Yuan saw him as the perfect son-in-law. Even Fan Beibei occasionally called him "brother-in-law," though she still didn't know what a brother-in-law was.

But the problem was, both he and Fan Baobao knew that there was no romantic feeling between them at all.

At least, Zhao Fusheng didn't think he and Fan Baobao were a good match. The thought of being bullied by her for the rest of his life if he married her sent a chill down his spine.

"Look at you. Am I that scary?" Fan Baobao said, dissatisfied when Zhao Fusheng didn't respond.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled to himself, thinking, "Don't you have any idea whether you're scary or not? And you still have the nerve to ask."

"Let me tell you, there are plenty of people pursuing me at school, but I don't like any of them. So I thought I'd drag you out so that at least no one will bother me from now on," Fan Baobao explained quickly, afraid he was angry. "Don't worry, if I don't become famous after graduation, I'll obediently listen to my mom and come home to marry you."

At that moment, Zhao Fusheng desperately wished Fan Baobao would become hugely famous soon.

I don't know what Fan Baobao would think if she knew Zhao Fusheng's thoughts at that moment, but when she said those words, her expression was quite serious.