Chapter 0684: See You Again

Lou Ye was an artist, but definitely not a qualified director.

After calming him down for a long time, Zhao Fusheng helplessly watched Lou Ye leave. The guy was too pessimistic, and sometimes his mood infected those around him—it wasn't a pleasant feeling.

Actually, Zhao Fusheng could understand Lou Ye. There was a time when he, too, felt that emotions in this world were not unbreakable, and that everything would eventually be destroyed by the terrible killer called time.

There was also a time when, if someone showed him a little goodwill, he would pour his heart out to them. Back then, he thought it was frankness, but now he realized it was simply loneliness.

Sometimes people need a lifetime to grow and learn to face many problems in life.

When strong, keep a humble and cautious heart; when weak, learn to yield. But remember, if you continue to play the game of pretending to be a pig after becoming strong, then you really are a pig.

Because if you pretend to be a pig for too long, you will actually become one.

No one is destined to bow and scrape forever. Given the chance, even a scholar too weak to tie up a chicken might harbor a desire to kill the enemy and serve his country.

"You're leaving?"

Zhou Gongzi looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise, completely taken aback that he was about to leave.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "There's nothing much I can help with on set, and the main shooting is almost done. I asked Director Lou about the rest—it's just some details, so I don't need to stay here."

Of course, he wouldn't tell Zhou Gongzi that the main reason was that he was too bored staying here.

"That's true. You have your own things to do. Hanging around here all day would be a waste of your talents." Zhou Gongzi was silent for a moment, then smiled at Zhao Fusheng.

Their relationship was quite good, so she naturally knew that Zhao Fusheng didn't have much time to spend in Beijing, and he had his own work. Wasting all his time here was indeed asking too much.

"It's not about wasting talents; I really don't understand movies." Zhao Fusheng laughed self-deprecatingly: "To be honest, sometimes when I chat with you, the things I say are just what I picked up from Old Jiang—I'm just applying what I've learned on the spot."

Zhou Xun chuckled, blinking her lively eyes: "I could tell."

Zhao Fusheng was speechless. This girl had clearly noticed, yet she still enjoyed chatting with him so happily. Obviously, he had become her source of amusement.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng said to Zhou Gongzi: "You have too many tricks up your sleeve."

Zhou Gongzi blinked her big eyes and smiled sweetly, leaving him with no temper at all.

This woman was very clever. Except for her somewhat frustrating love life, Zhao Fusheng had to admit that Zhou Gongzi was not as innocent as she appeared.

Her cleverness lay in the fact that even when she saw a beggar, she wouldn't show off like those brainless, foolish women; instead, she would save face for the other person.

Zhao Fusheng was looking forward to seeing how far Zhou Gongzi would go in the future.

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When he left Shanghai, Zhao Fusheng slipped away quietly without alerting anyone from the crew. He just carried his backpack and suitcase into Hongqiao Station.

Women are the most unique beings in the world. Once they have formed a judgment or conclusion about something, even if they ask casually, no matter how cleverly you answer, the effect is the same—in their eyes, you're just making excuses.

Or to be more precise, a woman's reasoning is always her own.

For example, "If you love me, north, south, east, west—all directions are on the way," or "I'm not asking you for anything; I just want to see your attitude, but you don't even have that." Such things can drive a man crazy.

In other words, in a woman's eyes, reason doesn't exist. Even if it does, it's her reason.

Just like now, Zhao Fusheng stared at Fan Baobao in shock, because a moment ago, Fan Baobao had asked him a terrifying question.

"Is Zhou Xun pretty?"

When Fan Baobao asked this, Zhao Fusheng looked bewildered and instinctively replied: "Not pretty. Not as good-looking as you."

Fan Baobao glanced at her boyfriend and asked flatly: "Then why did you go to her film set?"

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng wanted to curse. His first thought was that Jiang Wen had screwed him over.

The reason was simple: not many people knew he had gone to the "Suzhou River" set, and among those who could contact Fan Baobao, only Jiang Wen was the culprit.

Zhao Fusheng could even guess that Jiang Wen had told Zhou Yun, and then Zhou Yun told Fan Baobao. Otherwise, how could she have suddenly thought so much?

After all, when he left Beijing, he told her he was going on a business trip for the company. He hadn't mentioned that he was following Lou Ye to shoot a film.

"Well, it wasn't that I wanted to go; the company sent me there." Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath and decisively recounted the whole story honestly, finally saying seriously: "I saw that the filming was almost done, so I came back."

He paused, looking at Fan Baobao: "I thought I'd spend more time with you."

It turned out that women all need to be coaxed.

Zhao Fusheng's last sentence immediately softened Fan Baobao's tense expression. She wasn't stupid; her earlier attitude was just for show. As Zhao Fusheng said, she knew his intentions well.

"Smart move." Glaring at the oblivious man, Miss Fan smiled slightly and licked her lips: "I bought some nice lingerie..."

Pfft!

Zhao Fusheng nearly fell over, staring at Fan Baobao in shock, unable to speak for a long time.

Seeing him dumbfounded, Fan Baobao chuckled, her face full of triumph.

No matter how sly you are, you can't escape my grasp!

Although Zhao Fusheng wanted to show off his manly pride, unfortunately, faced with Fan Baobao's ultimate weapon, he chickened out.

The biggest trait of men is that they say one thing but do another. In other words, they talk big, but their bodies are utterly honest.

Besides, his girlfriend being a little tsundere once in a while was nothing to Zhao Fusheng. Thinking about the wonderful evening ahead, he felt that even if Fan Baobao were more tsundere, it would be fine.

Zhao Fusheng was well aware of the principle that you can't have everything.