Chapter 0774: A Small Matter

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng didn't take the song "The Girl Who Waves Her Wings" to heart. To him, it was just a song; if he wanted to write more, he could do so anytime.

But the problem was, just because he didn't care didn't mean others could casually take the song from him.

"What's going on? Have the student council at your school gone mad?"

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Fan Baobao, then looked at Zhou Yun, asking with a smile.

Fan Baobao was in a bad mood now; asking her wouldn't yield anything pleasant to hear, so it was better to ask Zhou Yun.

"No, it's just that the student council thought this song was good. A senior student happens to be participating in a TV drama shoot and plans to bring this song into the production..."

Zhou Yun explained helplessly, then smiled bitterly: "Didn't you say the song was already promised to someone else? But they don't believe it; they think we're deliberately holding out on them..."

Zhao Fusheng was speechless. Why were people like this now? If they couldn't get what they wanted, they assumed others were deliberately making things difficult for them.

He couldn't be bothered to say anything to people with such a persecution complex.

"Forget it, don't pay them any mind. Just say the songwriter doesn't allow it," Zhao Fusheng said indifferently.

"Is this really okay?" Zhou Yun asked quietly.

"It's fine. They're all about to graduate anyway, no need to save face for them," Zhao Fusheng said with a wave of his hand.

Fan Baobao, who had been keeping a straight face, couldn't help but burst out laughing. She looked at Zhao Fusheng helplessly: "Hey, do you have to be so arrogant? Saying you don't need to save face for people who are about to graduate—aren't you afraid they'll make things difficult for me later?"

After all, they were all graduates of the same school, and they would inevitably run into each other in the future. Making things too awkward wasn't appropriate—that was Fan Baobao's thinking. But she was also upset by the other party's overbearing attitude, which was why she was sulking.

"You worry too much," Zhao Fusheng said, seeing that she was finally willing to talk. He smiled and continued: "These people—let alone whether they can make it in this circle—even if a few become famous, do you think they'll go out of their way to take care of you just because you're a junior from the Central Academy of Drama? There are tons of graduates from the Central Academy every year. If everyone loved each other just because they came from the same school, there wouldn't be so many dirty tricks in this circle."

He was speaking from the heart, and it was the truth. Even the so-called star classes at Beijing Film Academy and Central Academy of Drama were full of all kinds of messy scandals, let alone so-called seniors and juniors.

The entertainment industry is a big dye vat. No matter how fresh and clean a person is, once they dive in, they're bound to be affected. Back in the day, Factory Flower,教主, and Zhao Yan were classmates, and their relationship was unquestionable. But after graduation, Factory Flower grew closer to Zhou Gongzi, while 教主 and Zhao Yan became best friends. So much so that when they filmed *Painted Skin*, Zhou Gongzi and Zhao Yan had a falling out, and Factory Flower unhesitatingly sided with Zhou Gongzi.

Speaking of which, that was quite an interesting situation. At the time, the three各自的 teams made very clear demands to the production company regarding the billing order. Zhao Yan's team demanded that her name appear before Zhou Gongzi's; Zhou Gongzi's team demanded that her name not appear after Zhao Yan's, but it could be after Factory Flower's; and Factory Flower didn't care, as long as his name wasn't last.

Well, it's too messy. Ordinary people definitely can't figure it out.

"So you mean I should just ignore them?" Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "If anyone asks about it again, just say that the songwriter has already sold the song, and the copyright is now in someone else's hands."

Anyway, Ye Bei seemed to be releasing the single next week, so Zhao Fusheng didn't mind people knowing.

Fan Baobao and Zhou Yun exchanged a glance and nodded together.

Since Zhao Fusheng said so, they might as well listen to him; after all, the guy rarely made mistakes.

With that small issue resolved, Zhou Yun stayed a while and then took her leave. Since it was daytime, Zhao Fusheng didn't see her off; in broad daylight, the security in this area was acceptable. At night, it was a bit worse.

Although it was under the emperor's nose, there were still some people who were bold enough to take risks.

Fan Baobao was in a much better mood and happily went to read. Zhao Fusheng didn't idle either; he went back to his room and continued writing the advertising plan for Rolex.

Recently, Fan Baobao had been working hard to improve her cooking skills. In her words, she planned to become a complete goddess who could shine in the living room and excel in the kitchen. Zhao Fusheng wanted to tease her about it, but since his girlfriend was so enthusiastic, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he let Fan Baobao do as she pleased.

As it turned out, Zhao Fusheng was wrong.

The result of Fan Baobao's efforts was that she always made him taste her new dishes.

It wasn't that Fan Baobao's cooking was bad, but the problem was that as someone used to eating proper home-style meals, having to occasionally taste bizarre dishes like stir-fried bitter melon with tomatoes was truly terrifying.

After barely getting through the dreadful dinner, Zhao Fusheng sat on the sofa, glanced at the busy Fan Baobao, and decided to find something for her to do.

"So, do you have any plans for summer vacation?"

"No, I should go home."

Fan Baobao answered without looking up when she heard Zhao Fusheng's question.

Since she hadn't graduated yet, Wang Jinghua hadn't actually arranged much work for Fan Baobao. As for advertising shoots, because Zhao Fusheng and Wang Jinghua had an agreement earlier, Fan Baobao wouldn't take any random ads. As for TV dramas and movies, Wang Jinghua had now joined Huayi and had a bunch of artists to manage, so she didn't have time to arrange resources for a newcomer like Fan Baobao. Overall, Miss Fan was quite free.

"No need to rush. I might find you a role," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile to Fan Baobao.

"What?"

Fan Baobao was stunned, looked up at Zhao Fusheng in surprise, clearly not believing his words.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and explained, "Our company recently discussed a script—a police thriller, quite interesting. The director just met with me today, and barring any surprises, I should be the producer of the project."

"And then?" Fan Baobao continued.

"I've already talked to General Zheng. If possible, you'll be the female lead number two," Zhao Fusheng explained. "This film is a male-driven story; the female roles aren't very heavy. Your role as female lead number two is just a few more scenes compared to ordinary supporting roles, so you don't need to feel pressured..."

Before he could finish, the next moment, a figure pounced over.