Chapter 0042: Friends Come from Afar

After the rain, a rainbow naturally appeared.

Walking along the dappled tree-lined path, letting the cold world slowly melt, watching the black and white pieces on the checkered board, letting fragmented thoughts drift endlessly away, for a moment there was tranquility—how wonderful it would be to walk on forever?

“Will you still remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday…”

A melodious song rang out, and the daily campus broadcast began: “A campus song ‘Deskmate’ is dedicated to everyone. This is a newly released song by the famous campus singer Wang Yang. Students, do you also remember your former deskmates…”

The sweet voice spread across the entire campus. Zhao Fusheng stood quietly in the square in front of the dormitory building. The sun was setting in the west, the distant clouds gradually fading, and occasionally a few birds flew by, chirping noisily.

The familiar song made Zhao Fusheng realize that after all, many things had been preserved, and his mood naturally improved a lot.

Of course, it might have been better if there weren’t a certain “fly” behind him.

“Um, what’s the deal with the advisor’s studio?”

“If I go, is it work-study?”

“Or, does it count as an internship?”

Ever since he heard that he could work at Zheng Yao’s advertising studio and get paid, Qin Wentao, like a cat smelling fish, had been closely following Zhao Fusheng.

After all, for him, the chance to earn money and work with the advisor was the best thing possible.

Rolling his eyes, Zhao Fusheng looked at him helplessly: “Class vice monitor, do you dare to ask Teacher Zheng yourself?”

He had just mentioned it casually, never expecting this guy to take it seriously; now it had become a problem.

Qin Wentao was a big shot who had passed the graduate entrance exam, stayed on to teach, and eventually became vice principal. Remember, Ninghai Normal University was a provincial university, and the vice principal held the rank of deputy department-level.

In other words, Qin Wentao, a child from a farming family, had climbed to the level of deputy mayor through his own efforts, which was quite impressive.

And now, this guy was set on joining Zheng Yao’s advertising studio.

“Well, everyone’s been saying lately that you’re close with the advisor, and you were the one who asked if I was interested in joining. I’m very interested,” Qin Wentao said to Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly and waved his hand: “Alright, alright, I’ll talk to her for you. Don’t regret it later…”

Watching Qin Wentao walk away with a happy face, Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly. He hoped he hadn’t accidentally changed his fate—that would be interesting.

Just as he was lost in thought, Zhao Fusheng noticed someone approaching from not far away.

In the middle of summer, that person was wearing a hat that covered half his face.

Zhao Fusheng frowned slightly and stepped aside to let him pass, but unexpectedly, the person stopped in front of him.

“Zhao Fusheng?”

“Chen…”

Before Zhao Fusheng could finish his sentence, he stopped abruptly.

“Smart of you.” Chen Shijie, seeing that Zhao Fusheng hadn’t called out his name, smiled and said to him, “I’m short on time, just a few words.”

“Go ahead.”

Zhao Fusheng wasn’t stupid. Chen Shijie was currently undercover, yet he had come specifically to see him—clearly he had something to say. Although he didn’t know what it was, he had no reason to refuse.

“Keep it secret. Don’t tell anyone you’ve seen me.” Chen Shijie didn’t waste words. Coming to see Zhao Fusheng today was a risk in itself, since he never expected to run into him.

To complete his mission, he had to see Zhao Fusheng. Even his parents didn’t know he was back in Ninghai; they thought he was still studying in the provincial capital.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: “I understand. I don’t know you. I haven’t seen you.”

He was just an ordinary person and absolutely didn’t want to get involved in these matters.

Chen Shijie hummed in acknowledgment: “Don’t worry about the money your neighbor owes. We’ll be leaving Ninghai in a few days.”

With that, he stood up and walked away, not giving Zhao Fusheng a chance to say anything more.

Watching his retreating figure, Zhao Fusheng frowned. If he remembered correctly, Chen Shijie had distinguished himself in this mission and embarked on an official career.

But the problem was, he seemed to have been seriously injured in this mission, which had drastically changed his personality.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng blurted out: “Be careful. Protect yourself.”

Not sure if Chen Shijie heard him, the distant figure raised an arm and made a goodbye gesture.

Sighing, Zhao Fusheng’s mood suddenly became heavy.

There has never been a time of peace and quiet; it’s just that in some corners we don’t know about, people are carrying heavy burdens.

No matter what Chen Shijie would become later, at this moment, Zhao Fusheng knew he was using his youth and passion to protect the peaceful life of most people in this country.

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“Saving fifty thousand yuan—does that mean I don’t have to face that woman Fan Baobao?” Zhao Fusheng stood there, a thought suddenly popping into his mind. But before he could make up his mind, he realized that Li Yuan was about to have surgery. The three women of the Li family might be able to rent a place, but the problem was, could his parents and Li Yuan accept that?

The reasoning was simple. Not to mention the emotional ups and downs, but recently the two families had practically treated him and Fan Baobao as a couple. If he now went to tell them the money didn’t need to be repaid, how would he explain it?

Chen Shijie’s matter had to be kept secret. From what he said, his identity must not be exposed until his mission was over. Zhao Fusheng didn’t want to cause trouble for his old classmate because of himself.

With that in mind, he had to dismiss the thought.

Just then, the pager at his waist vibrated. Zhao Fusheng looked down at the message, raised his head, and a smile appeared on his lips.

It was a message from Zheng Yao, simple and clear: everything is going smoothly.

The first step had been successfully taken. Next, it would depend on the effect of the advertisement.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Fusheng walked toward the cafeteria. He had done what he could. Now, how much impact the advertisement would have depended on how much Liu Shaomei was willing to invest.

As long as the advertisement succeeded after airing, Zhao Fusheng believed the advertising studio’s business would get better and better. After all, this era was one of the fastest-developing periods for the media industry.

With the gradual rise of the internet, people were increasingly willing to accept new things. This might be the last golden age for grassroots heroes, because after this period, it would be hard for true grassroots figures to rise.

The time will come to ride the wind and waves, and set sail straight across the vast sea.

Zhao Fusheng longed to chase his dreams in this final era of innocence.