Chapter 0720: Many Beauties at the Central Academy of Drama

Many restaurants are actually quite deceptive, preferring to attract customers with luxurious decor rather than putting effort into their dishes and service. But it has to be admitted that although the food in such places tastes mediocre, sitting there to eat does give a sense of sophistication.

Jiang Wen and Ye Jing left after eating, as the two older men had other plans.

Zhao Fusheng originally planned to go home, but Yu Feihong said she had something to discuss with him, so the two found a Western restaurant and sat down.

"Sis, you wanted to see me?" After sitting down, Zhao Fusheng got straight to the point and asked Yu Feihong.

Yu Feihong nodded: "It's nothing major. I just wanted to ask you what you think about today's events."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "What, Sis, do you have any thoughts on this matter?"

Glaring at Zhao Fusheng, Yu Feihong laughed: "You little rascal, don't tell me you didn't see what Old Jiang and Ye Jing were up to."

Even she could tell that Jiang Wen and Ye Jing were playing off each other, having obviously coordinated beforehand. She didn't believe Zhao Fusheng hadn't noticed anything.

Zhao Fusheng grinned slyly: "Sis, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?"

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Yu Feihong was startled, then her expression shifted. After a long pause, she said hesitantly: "It shouldn't be a bad thing, right?"

After all, no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't find any aspect of the whole affair that could be considered bad.

"Exactly. For this company of ours, overall, it only benefits you and me, with no downsides." Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Although Old Jiang and Brother Ye must have discussed some things, I think their aim was to get my agreement."

Hearing his words, Yu Feihong fell into thought. She was a very intelligent woman; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to drift through the entertainment industry for so many years. Some things didn't mean she didn't understand them—she just didn't want to delve into them.

After careful consideration, Yu Feihong understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

It seemed that Zhao Fusheng had already guessed Jiang Wen and Ye Jing's intentions, but he himself had similar thoughts, so he simply went along with the flow and agreed to their proposal.

"You rascal, you always have so many tricks up your sleeve." Glaring at Zhao Fusheng, Yu Feihong said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, looking innocent. He knew Yu Feihong meant no harm; she was just teasing him.

"By the way, last time you said to set up the scholarship programs in Sichuan. Is there any particular reason?" As Yu Feihong was about to leave, she seemed to remember something and asked Zhao Fusheng curiously.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then shook his head: "I have a senior who is teaching there as a volunteer. The conditions there aren't great..."

"Oh, I see..." Yu Feihong nodded and didn't ask further.

Letting out a long sigh inwardly, Zhao Fusheng felt a bitter smile. Some things, even if he knew they would happen, he could only pretend not to know. But no matter what, he had to do something.

After all, he was a living person, not a cold-blooded machine.

After seeing Yu Feihong home, Zhao Fusheng took a car to the Central Academy of Drama.

As a qualified boyfriend, picking up his girlfriend after class was something he had to do.

It turned out that pleasing a girl was really quite simple. At least, Fan Baobao was quite happy when she saw Zhao Fusheng appear at the dormitory building.

"Why are you here?" Although she wanted to run over and give her boyfriend a warm hug, she was still a bit shy, so Fan Baobao held back.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "I had some business to discuss with Old Jiang and the others. After that, I came to pick you up."

As he spoke, he smiled and waved at the roommates standing not far behind Fan Baobao, greeting them.

The girls naturally smiled back at Zhao Fusheng—well, except for Zhou Yun, who shook her fist at him.

Zhao Fusheng didn't mind, since he knew what he had done.

"Are you done with classes?" Zhao Fusheng asked Fan Baobao.

"Yeah, we're heading back to the dorm. What, are you going to treat us to dinner?" Zhou Yun interjected.

Zhao Fusheng always claimed to be the matchmaker between her and Jiang Wen, but Zhou Yun adamantly denied it. Although, in fact, the reason she and Jiang Wen confirmed their relationship was because after dinner at Zhao Fusheng's place that night, Jiang Wen confessed to her halfway while driving her home.

But Zhou Yun still felt Zhao Fusheng wasn't a good person. She believed that he and Jiang Wen had planned it all beforehand.

To this, Zhao Fusheng claimed he was really wronged. Who knew that Jiang Wen would be so boring as to confess in the middle of the night?

"Dinner is no problem, but are you sure you don't have a date today, Zhou Yun?" Zhao Fusheng said with a half-smile.

"No, Old Jiang is busy. What about it?" Zhou Yun's face flushed slightly, but she still stiffened her neck and replied to Zhao Fusheng with unusual boldness.

Zhao Fusheng was speechless. Ever since this girl got together with Jiang Wen, she had become more and more like him—completely shameless.

"Come on, let's go have hotpot." Fan Baobao smiled and pushed Zhao Fusheng, stopping him from continuing his bickering with Zhou Yun.

Those two were getting more and more childish.

The group left the school gate and found a hotpot restaurant nearby to eat. Afterward, the girls said they were going to rehearse a skit. Zhao Fusheng originally didn't want to go, but by now his reputation as a screenwriter had been spread by Fan Baobao and Zhou Yun. Plus, the girls had participated in the filming of the movie and knew he was good at writing stories, so they dragged him along.

Walking through the campus of the Central Academy of Drama, they slowly made their way in, passing the small playground. To the south was a row of old-style bungalows, the vocal music rooms, with a row of eaves in front.

Under the eaves, on the open ground outside, and even on the playground, students were practicing lines—some clear and loud, some soft and lively. Every face was full of youthful vigor, a scene unique to the ivory tower.

"So, what do you think? Lots of beauties at our school, right?" Fan Baobao, holding Zhao Fusheng's arm, wore a half-smile and whispered.

"Not bad..." Zhao Fusheng was about to answer casually, but noticing Fan Baobao's expression, he blinked and decisively chose to abandon his dignity: "But that's only natural, after all, it's the Central Academy of Drama. Even a great beauty like you came here, so why not others?"

Fan Baobao seemed quite satisfied with Zhao Fusheng's answer, giving him a look that said 'you know what's good for you': "Oh well, what can I do? I'm naturally beautiful."

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng had no more comments on this girl's narcissism.