The perfect future of rebirth

Chapter 358 Opens Elsewhere (128/281)

Yu Feihong is not the kind of person who likes to be sad, but it doesn't mean she can't look at people. As an essentially literary young woman, she can clearly distinguish whether a person has good intentions or malice towards her. .

In her opinion, Zhao Fusheng's body is mixed with two completely different temperaments of youth, maturity and prudence.

According to Yu Feihong's understanding, the boy is holding his beloved guitar, sitting on the playground and singing, not far away, the girl who admires him is talking softly, this should be a beautiful campus love.

But in Zhao Fusheng's mouth, she couldn't hear these things, and what Zhao Fusheng occasionally talked about was not what she imagined.

Although the clock of the season has already pointed to spring, this is the north. The frost flowers seem to have some feelings for people, and they cannot be driven away. It is estimated that the snow on both sides of the road will not melt until April.

"I won't go in, sister."

Sending Yu Feihong to the door, Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

"Okay, be careful on the way back." Yu Feihong nodded, although it was winter, it made people feel like spring breeze.

"It's okay, I'm familiar with the road." Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Go to bed early."

Yu Feihong smiled: "Understood, I don't know which of the two of us is the older one."

"You are old, you are old." Zhao Fusheng laughed, turned and walked towards the dormitory.

He didn't have any idea about Feihong, this woman is not something he can provoke now, although to tell the truth, the moment he saw Yu Feihong, Zhao Fusheng felt that he was really amazed.

From a certain point of view, no one would hate a woman like Yu Feihong.

But it is also clear that such a woman cannot be possessed by ordinary men.

Looking at Zhao Fusheng's back, Yu Feihong laughed out loud, this young man is so interesting.

For the two of them, today's meal is very interesting.

In other words, this is the first confrontation between two equally sensible people. Although nothing happened, it left a deep impression on each other.

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"Good morning, Miss Fei."

"Good morning, wait a minute, I'll wash my face."

Early the next morning, Zhao Fusheng asked Tan Kaixuan to help with the roll call, and appeared at the gate of the villa again.

Yu Feihong opened the door facing the sky, calmly, greeted Zhao Fusheng, and turned to wash.

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help feeling that this woman might be born to be a goddess, even without makeup, she was still as breathtakingly beautiful.

Soon, Yu Feihong finished washing, came out and said to Zhao Fusheng: "Don't go out to eat, I see there is something in the refrigerator, I can make some, okay?"

what?

Zhao Fusheng blinked his eyes, feeling a little excited for no reason, this is the skill of Brother Fei, who is known in the world, and he has always been a fan of her in his previous life, is this God giving himself back?

"What's the matter, don't you trust me?" Yu Feihong said with a smile.

It's not that she doesn't want to go out to eat, it's just that she has appeared on the screen more frequently in the past two years. Strictly speaking, she has filmed a lot of scenes, and her recognition is not low, so under normal circumstances, she doesn't like to go out Have a meal.

"No, no, I was just thinking, should I find a camera or something and take pictures." Zhao Fusheng joked with a smile.

At this time, Yu Feihong was just 29 years old, seven years younger than himself, and he was still in the mood to chat.If the difference between the two is more than ten years old, she probably won't even look at her.

The reason is simple, because it is not a generation, naturally there is nothing to talk about.

"I just thought you were complimenting me." Yu Feihong smiled, walked to the kitchen, put on an apron, and started cooking.

Zhao Fusheng was sitting in the living room, watching quietly. The sun passed through the window and shone on her face, as if there was a kind of light that made people's minds agitated.

Soon, the breakfast was served, and Yu Feihong said with a smile, "It's a little easier, so you can settle down."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Better than what I can do myself."

"Then let's taste it." Yu Feihong said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng sat down and began to eat.

Yu Feihong also served himself a bowl of porridge and began to eat.

Both of them are not talkative characters, each eats his own food, Zhao Fusheng has to say, Yu Feihong is really good at cooking, he actually drank two bowls of porridge.

"Sister Fei, your craftsmanship is very good." Zhao Fusheng wiped his mouth after eating.

Yu Feihong laughed: "This meal can be regarded as thanks for your story."

Blinking his eyes, Zhao Fusheng knew the elegance of the strings, and raised his eyebrows: "Sister Fei, are you leaving?"

Yu Feihong nodded: "I'm going to go back and raise funds. I'll start researching first, and then I'll consider the shooting of the project. As you said, this thing may not be made into a movie, it can only be made into a documentary, but even so, I I have to shoot it too."

There was a firmness and persistence in her words.

Zhao Fusheng naturally knows what kind of person she is. In her previous life, she worked hard for ten years to make a movie called "Love Has an Afterlife". The transformation from an actress to a talented female director.

Such a person makes up his mind to do one thing, and naturally he wants to achieve perfection.

"Okay, I wish you success." Zhao Fusheng looked at Yu Feihong and said with a smile.

Yu Feihong nodded: "The script fee is definitely gone, so this breakfast should be regarded as my reward for you."

Tilting her head, she glanced at Zhao Fusheng, she thought for a while and said with a smile: "If you come to Beijing by chance, my sister will cook something delicious for you."

"En." Zhao Fusheng nodded subconsciously, agreed, but then froze, looking at Yu Feihong in surprise.

He didn't expect that Yu Feihong invited him to his home as a guest.

You know, this one is notoriously low-key, if she is willing to invite herself, at least she is acknowledging the fact that she is her friend.

"What's the matter, I'm scared." Yu Feihong smiled and looked at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, he was really surprised.

Yu Feihong shrugged: "Last night, why didn't you try to come in and sit down?"

After all, she drank a few glasses of wine yesterday, the night was long, she was alone, and she seemed to have a good impression of Zhao Fusheng, but he didn't do anything, just said a few words, and left.

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then smiled calmly: "I'm not suitable for you, Sister Fei."

After a pause, he repeated: "At least, we are not suitable for us now."