The perfect future of rebirth

"Why did you drink so much?" Mother Zhao frowned, took her husband's bag, and complained.

"It's been a long time since we got together, everyone drank a few more drinks." Dad Zhao explained that his comrades were all from the same company back then, and were assigned to various factories in the city after changing jobs.

Dad Zhao never made trouble after drinking. He went home and went to sleep. There were only these two steps.

But since the pillar of the family fell asleep, there was no way to discuss other matters. Li Yuan carried Fan Beibei home, and Zhao's mother threw 200 yuan for living expenses to Zhao Fusheng, and she went with Li Yuan.

Seeing that he was the only one left in the room, Zhao Fusheng blinked, went back to the bedroom to pack up his things, took advantage of the sunshine at noon, strolled back to school.

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What is blue out of blue and better than blue?

That is, Tan Kaixuan, the brother who cheated Zhao Fusheng, still wanted to invite guests to dinner to make up for Zhao Fusheng's wounded heart, and Hu Xia, a shy and cute girl, since she was with Tan Kaixuan, she also started It became black-bellied.

"You said, let me participate in the activities of your poetry club?"

Zhao Fusheng stared at Hu Xia dumbfounded. He never thought that he just got off the bus and went to the library to borrow books, but was accidentally dragged away by someone.

Hu Xia nodded, with an irrepressible smile in his eyes: "Yes, although you did not join our poetry club, many students know you, and this is our last event. Many seniors will graduate next year and don't know poetry. Can there be so many people in the society?"

The clubs of the school also need to register. If the number of registrations cannot be reached, the school will announce the cancellation of the club. Therefore, when each semester starts, the various student clubs will desperately recruit people.

This is the first time Zhao Fusheng has heard of this matter. Thinking of this, he admires Mu Qingqing quite a bit. You know, if I remember correctly, the poetry club of Ninghai Normal University should have announced its disbandment after Mu Qingqing graduated. of.

That is to say, the woman relied on her own strength to let this poetry club, which should have been a history long ago, stay for two years longer.

This is a vulgar era. Wang Xiaobo said that the 90s was the last era of innocence. Since then, this society has inevitably become vulgar.

It is true that the material storm sweeps the whole world, and when the amount of wealth becomes the benchmark to measure a person's social status and achievements, it is no longer a joke that poetry is dead.

However, Zhao Fusheng couldn't speak out, because at this class reunion, everyone was still chatting and imagining the future era. If he told the truth, he would undoubtedly be labeled as a different kind.

This is the last glorious age of literature. People's feelings for literature are full of their lives. Many people have an excerpt at this time, recording the words they think are beautiful, and more young people have pen pals. Tiannanhai Bei's exchanges depend on a letter for a week or more.

In the days when there was no QQ or WeChat, boys and girls were anxious about writing new words, eagerly absorbing the last essence of the literary world. After they left university, these became their best memories.

And in the few years after that, the ivory tower was no longer synonymous with innocence. Stories such as parking at the school gate for drinks may be ridiculous, but Zhao Fusheng knew very well that there is no wave without wind, and how can an increasingly vulgar social atmosphere be possible? Doesn't it affect the many students on campus?

"I said, do you agree or not?" Hu Xia gave Zhao Fusheng an annoyed look, and before he could answer, she simply asked herself and answered, "If you don't speak, I'll take it as if you agreed. At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the library Gather at the gazebo at the entrance of the museum, don’t be late.”

After finishing speaking, she bouncingly dragged her roommate away.

Zhao Fusheng was left with a helpless face.

Chapter 54 Wang Zhen's Love

In this world, there are three kinds of men whose lethality to young girls is unlimited, one is bohemian literary youth, the other is handsome and rich diamond kingpin, and the other is mature and status married man .

This is what Zhao Fusheng saw from a certain magazine. Of course, it is very likely that it is the joking words of those reporters.

But no matter what, talent, in many cases, has inestimable damage to the opposite sex.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng has no intention of showing something among a group of children in their early twenties, and he is not a peacock. In his eyes, the behavior of showing his strength in order to gain attention in front of the opposite sex is childish and almost ridiculous.

But no matter what, since I agreed to others, I just go, and the worst thing is that I will pretend to be deaf and dumb when I get there.

After making up his mind, Zhao Fusheng went to the library to borrow a few books, and then went back to the dormitory.

When he entered the door, he only saw Wen Yu alone in the dormitory. Wang Zhen, who was usually inseparable from Meng and Meng, was not there. Needless to say, Tan Kaixuan must have gone to find Hu Xia.

"Why did you come back so early?"

Wen Yu was lowering his head to copy notes, seeing that it was Zhao Fusheng who came back, he asked strangely.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head, "There is nothing at home, so I came back early, where is Wang Zhen?"

"That guy went to fetch hot water." Wen Yu said helplessly.

"Bring hot water?"

Blinking his eyes, Zhao Fusheng was sure that he had heard correctly, and then he glanced outside, confirming that it was the beginning of July, the hottest time in the whole summer, "Is Wang Zhen crazy or did I hear wrong, is he getting hot water in this weather? "

Please, it's summer now. As a fat man who weighs nearly [-], Wang Zhen, in Tan Kaixuan's words, can be sold for sale if he is a little fatter. Does he need hot water anywhere?

Immediately afterwards, he saw three thermos bottles in the corner of the dormitory, and asked in surprise, "Which one of you bought it?"

You know, as one of the daily necessities that consume the most in the male dormitory, the thermos bottle is undoubtedly a "rare treasure" in their dormitory. Everyone buys it at the beginning of school every year, but it doesn't take long before it explodes due to various reasons. Sometimes it was accidentally kicked down, and sometimes it was thrown out of the window in anger.

On Friday, Zhao Fusheng clearly remembered that there was only the last thermos bottle left in the dormitory.

As a result, there are suddenly three now. Could it be that Wen Yu and the others bought them because I was away for the past two days?

But no matter how he thought about it, Zhao Fusheng didn't think that these slackers would do such a thing.

Facts have proved that his judgment was correct.

Wen Yu sighed, and said helplessly, "Wang Zhencai came back."

"Carry?" Zhao Fusheng was keenly aware of a key word, and blurted out: "That guy came from the water house?"

Said it came by chance, to put it bluntly, this guy must have stolen it from the water room.

The key question is, why did he steal this thing?

"That's right, and it's still from the same person." Wen Yu explained to Zhao Fusheng helplessly. When he and Tan Kaixuan first heard about this matter, they also looked confused.

"Female?" Zhao Fusheng gave an answer directly.

Obviously, if it wasn't a woman, it could only be that Wang Zhen had a grudge against that person.

"That's right, that guy fell in love with a senior sister. He has been guarding the door of her dormitory for the past two days, watching her go to fetch hot water, and he followed behind. When the senior sister was not paying attention, he followed behind. , haven’t you brought two back already?”

"This bastard, is he sick?" Zhao Fusheng said speechlessly, what the hell is this, is it possible that the dormitory will become a thermos bottle specialty store in the future?

While talking, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Wang Zhen walked in with a pink water bottle.

"Hey, Lao Zhao is back." Seeing Zhao Fusheng, he said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him, and said helplessly: "No, you like her as much as you like her, so what's the point of stealing her thermos bottle?"

"It's very simple, I'm confessing to her." Wang Zhen's expression was affectionate.

"Hey?"

Not only Zhao Fusheng, but even Wen Yu was shocked, what does this mean.