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Chapter 0733: Causing a Scene

Rebirth of a Perfect Future · 第0733章 砸场子

Zhao Fusheng never imagined he would one day shoot himself in the foot.

That's right, the advertising campaign for Uni-President Ice Black Tea that Zhu Yuchen mentioned, which made Chen Sicheng famous on campus, was created by Zhao Fusheng.

Only he didn't know at the time that it would cause such a stir in universities; it just goes to show that people's enthusiasm for electives is really too high.

But since things had come to this, Zhao Fusheng couldn't force them to change the already completed campaign or make Chen Sicheng break the contract. Not to mention whether Zhao Fusheng had that much influence, the key point was that if he did that, he would violate his own principles.

Whether in life or work, lacking principles is a terrible thing, because once a person loses their bottom line, they become unscrupulous and uncontrollable.

After much thought, Zhao Fusheng really couldn't think of a good solution. This was probably the helplessness of adulthood—some things can't be solved with fists.

Sometimes he really envied those irrational people; at least when they encountered problems, they could consider using fists to solve them, while people like him never had that thought.

His phone vibrated; it was Fan Baobao calling him. Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly, stood up, and walked toward the door. Deal with whatever comes—it wasn't anything too serious.

When he returned to school, Fan Baobao complained a lot, saying they had agreed to meet on the playground, but when she went back to the dorm for a while, Zhao Fusheng had disappeared, making her search everywhere.

Zhao Fusheng made up an excuse to cover it up, and Fan Baobao didn't ask further.

In the afternoon, he accompanied Fan Baobao to class. In the evening, Zhao Fusheng suggested treating Fan Baobao's roommates to dinner. Although it was a bit sudden, Fan Baobao nodded in agreement.

Since it wasn't their first meal together, everyone was less restrained, and the atmosphere was good. After all, Zhou Yun had a good relationship with Zhao Fusheng, and the others, thanks to Zhao Fusheng, had also gotten opportunities to appear in previous films.

People naturally seek good fortune and avoid disaster; it's an instinct, and no one is exempt.

This time, not only was Zhao Fusheng the only male, but the other girls with boyfriends also brought their partners. Of course, Zhao Fusheng wasn't familiar with them, but fortunately, Fan Baobao's roommates had briefed their boyfriends, knowing that Zhao Fusheng couldn't be treated like an ordinary peer, so everyone was very polite when speaking.

The most interesting part of college gatherings is that everyone comes from all over, each with their own regional characteristics. Since they were acting students, accents and dialects were no problem, so chatting was very casual. They talked about interesting things from their hometowns while drinking and chatting.

Because they were all students at the Central Academy of Drama, they mostly talked about school matters—like which senior might soon star in a certain TV series, or which female student had an ambiguous relationship with a male director during auditions.

Zhao Fusheng just listened, occasionally laughing and chiming in. He wasn't the gossipy type. Although he knew many people in the industry, Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong wouldn't discuss such rumors in front of him, given their status. So he found what these young people talked about quite interesting.

“When you were shooting the ad, did someone throw themselves at you?” At that moment, Fan Baobao's voice sounded in Zhao Fusheng's ear.

Zhao Fusheng was startled, smiled, and casually replied, “Yes.”

His voice wasn't loud, but somehow the table fell silent at that moment, and everyone heard his words. They were all stunned.

The girls looked bewildered, while the boys looked at Zhao Fusheng with sympathy and pity—yes, pity.

Saying something like that in front of his girlfriend—this guy was truly a brave man.

Since he was a true brave man, he had to face the bleak life head-on.

Zhao Fusheng calmly glanced at Fan Baobao and lifted his chin.

“Huh?”

Fan Baobao looked confused, not understanding what he meant.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: “You forgot who planned your first ad?”

“You!” Fan Baobao's face instantly turned red, and she grabbed Zhao Fusheng, pounding his back fiercely.

The boys looked puzzled, while their girlfriends quietly explained that Fan Baobao's first ad was for Runshengyuan Qingpian Lozenges, and the campaign was written by Zhao Fusheng.

Not only that, but several subsequent ads she took were also planned by her boyfriend.

It really was like Fan Baobao's question—the ad heroine gave herself to the ad planner. How embarrassing...

Once they understood, everyone burst out laughing. There was no helping it; this was just too funny.

Fan Baobao was going crazy, wanting to strangle Zhao Fusheng, that bastard, for daring to tease her like that. She decided she wouldn't let him into her bed tonight, no matter what.

Zhou Yun's mouth twitched too. She glared at Zhao Fusheng and quickly comforted Fan Baobao. She had never seen anyone so eager to blacken his own girlfriend.

Just as the atmosphere was good, a few people walked into the restaurant. The leader had short hair, was short in stature, with a round face and a smile.

Seeing him, Zhou Yun frowned slightly and stood up, about to speak.

“Senior, having dinner?” The newcomer smiled and said to Fan Baobao.

Zhao Fusheng frowned and looked at the man. He had to admit, Chen Sicheng's first impression was very greasy; there was no way to like him.

Some people are just born to attract hatred.

“You're not welcome here. Please leave,” Fan Baobao said bluntly.

Normally, she might have considered that this was a public place and Chen Sicheng was her junior, saving him some face, but Chen Sicheng had ignored Zhao Fusheng from the start, which made Fan Baobao very unhappy.

Chen Sicheng was taken aback, but his gaze turned to Zhao Fusheng: “This face is unfamiliar. Is he a friend of yours, senior? Nice to meet you. I'm Chen Sicheng, a suitor of Senior Fan.”

Zhao Fusheng smiled and slowly stood up.

Since the other party had laid his cards on the table, if he still acted as if nothing was wrong and didn't respond, he would be too cowardly.

Zhao Fusheng was never the type to be a turtle hiding in its shell.

“My surname is Zhao. I'm Fan Baobao's boyfriend and also her fiancé. Junior Chen, let me give you some advice: it's better to keep a low profile.” Zhao Fusheng looked at Chen Sicheng and said calmly.

For some reason, Chen Sicheng suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by a wild beast.