Chapter 0721 New Vocabulary

Zhao Fusheng recently felt like he had fallen ill, a terminal disease called laziness!

Drowsiness, physical weakness, and low spirits were all symptoms of lazy cancer.

The reason was simple: ever since he came to Beijing, Fan Baobao had moved out of the dormitory again, and the two of them lived together.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng would get up every morning to buy breakfast for his girlfriend, but one day when Fan Baobao opened her eyes and couldn't see her boyfriend, she cried her heart out. After that, Zhao Fusheng simply waited for her to wake up every time, and they went out for breakfast together.

When everyone is physically and mentally exhausted, they instinctively seek a haven, a place where they can relax and rest.

This place might be a patch of grass, a chaotic bar, or the rooftop of their own building, and of course, it might also be by someone's side.

Fan Baobao had been really tired lately because she had to rehearse a skit for the opening performance of the semester. The girl was busy every day, even reciting lines in her sleep.

That's why Zhao Fusheng spoiled her so much, letting her act coy and throw tantrums with him.

Coincidentally, he had nothing much to do recently. The advertising company didn't require his worry, and matters in Ninghai were left to Tan Kaixuan. The only thing on his mind was Dong Guoxiang's issue.

According to Zhao Fusheng's instructions, this guy would move the navigation webpage server to Beijing.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng was very hesitant about this matter. After all, it was still early. In his memory, the navigation webpage being acquired by a search engine should happen in two or three years. But after much deliberation, Zhao Fusheng felt that Ninghai was too small for the internet industry.

After thinking it over, he decided to call Dong Guoxiang over.

Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong were both out of town on business. Zhao Fusheng had few friends in Beijing, so he spent his idle days accompanying Fan Baobao to classes and meals. He suddenly realized that he rarely had such leisurely days.

Zhao Fusheng felt there was nothing wrong with this. Life isn't all about great matters concerning the world. The most ridiculous people are those who are bent on doing great things and completely ignore the small things around them. They often talk about caring for the world, asking how a sparrow can know the ambitions of a swan. But in reality, if a person can't even take care of those close to them, what's the point of becoming a person above others?

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Being home alone is a very boring thing. Although you can enjoy complete freedom, the problem is that the empty room leaves only you. Whether happy or sad, there's no one to share it with.

They say otaku love lonely lives, but that's not really the case. It's just that because they have things they like to do at home, otaku enjoy staying in. If there's nothing to do, no one would like it.

Just like Zhao Fusheng now, sitting in front of the computer under the warm sunlight writing a proposal. For him, this was undoubtedly a very comfortable thing.

The best friend lives across the street, and the beloved is by his side. Although the first wish hasn't been fulfilled yet, the second has apparently been achieved. Zhao Fusheng felt that no matter what he did now, he was full of motivation.

Some things you know will happen, but when you try everything to stop them and fail, that's the power of fate.

Once, Zhao Fusheng was powerless against fate. Now, he truly realized that he could change many people's destinies.

Time passed quickly. At noon, Zhao Fusheng stood up, checked the time on his phone, and began to wash up.

Recently, when he had nothing to do, he would mooch meals off Fan Baobao. That's right, he ate at the Central Academy of Drama cafeteria. For this, he specifically asked Jiang Wen to help him get an auditing certificate.

Time-travel novels have three treasures: leveling up, fighting monsters, and school antics.

Zhao Fusheng wouldn't say that he just wanted easy access to the Central Academy of Drama campus.

But fortunately, he had an identity as a screenwriter. Although "Devils on the Doorstep" was currently banned, the SARFT couldn't control the Central Academy of Drama campus. The teachers still showed it to students. After Jiang Wen informed the school that the screenwriter Fusheng wanted to study at the academy, the school opened a back door for him.

Upon hearing this news, Fan Baobao was speechless and could only sigh that comparisons between people are odious.

After getting ready, Zhao Fusheng received a text from his girlfriend. Fan Baobao told him to come quickly; she was waiting for him at the first cafeteria.

Zhao Fusheng quickly put on his clothes and jogged all the way to the cafeteria.

After having a meal with Fan Baobao, just as he was about to leave, Fan Baobao pulled him back: "Will you accompany me to class?"

Ah?

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then helplessly nodded and agreed.

He was a hundred percent sure that Fan Baobao had definitely read some trashy magazine like "Boys and Girls" and was moved by the cliché plot of a boy accompanying a girl to class, thinking it was romantic. So she took advantage of his auditing certificate to experience that feeling.

As a man who doted on his girlfriend, Zhao Fusheng naturally wouldn't refuse Fan Baobao's request. He nodded and agreed.

There were four classes today, two in the morning and two in the afternoon. Art school classes were different from those in other universities; there were rarely large lectures, usually small classes. And classes like acting and speech were closed teaching, not allowing outsiders to audit. The classrooms also had a feature: chairs were arranged in a circle, leaving an open space in the middle for students to perform.

Even in theory classes, the teacher would occasionally call students up to perform, emphasizing practice. Naturally, there were few textbooks; the teacher lectured while the students took notes.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng didn't need to take notes. He was just there to watch the fun.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Zhao Fusheng had to say that he couldn't understand what the teacher was talking about at all. Regardless of things like observation or imagination, he really admired that teacher for being able to explain a few words for an entire class.

"Can you understand?" Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng sitting there with an attentive expression and couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"Are you kidding?"

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes at her and said nothing.

Fan Baobao thought she understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning, nodded, and turned around. But she didn't see Zhao Fusheng's sigh of relief.

He almost showed his ignorance. He wasn't a professional; how could he understand this?

Fortunately, Fan Baobao was quite focused during class and didn't bother with Zhao Fusheng, taking notes on her own.

Finally, when class ended, Zhao Fusheng accompanied Fan Baobao and the others out of the classroom.

"So, how did it feel?" Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng as they walked.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and then replied, "Ming bu jue li."

"What does that mean?" Not only Fan Baobao but also the others around looked puzzled, not understanding what Zhao Fusheng meant.

"Don't understand what it means, but find it impressive." Zhao Fusheng explained with a smile.

Everyone looked at each other, suddenly feeling that this phrase was really interesting.