Comprehensive film: the sweet daily life of urban drama

Chapter 505: Whatever you think, you will find a new world

Fang Yifan was bored and sat aside playing with his mobile phone.

"Fuck, is this true? Are we going to let people live?" Fang Yifan exclaimed, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the two women.

Qiao Yingzi asked unhappily, "Fang Hou, are you sick? Why are you so jumpy?"

"You scared me..." Huang Zhitao patted his chest and muttered.

Fang Yifan said with a look of deep sorrow, "My mother has misled me..."

"Are you sick? If your aunt hears you saying this, she will beat you to death." Qiao Yingzi said unhappily.

"No, really. I regret it now. If I had known earlier, I would have chosen liberal arts. This is simply a chance to rise to the top overnight. It's all my mom's fault. She insisted that science majors are easier to find jobs. I don't have the talent for this at all. It's a complete waste of life." Fang Yifan stood up and said, "No, I'm going to find a teacher now. I want to switch to liberal arts."

Qiao Yingzi grabbed Fang Yifan and asked speechlessly, "Brother, you must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. With your grades, you switched to liberal arts in your senior year. Do you think you are Lei'er?"

"Fang Hou, don't be impulsive. Don't let us all go to college while you are still in the third year of high school." Huang Zhitao also quickly reminded him.

Fang Yifan shook it off, but didn't get rid of it. "You don't understand. Learning literature is the truth."

"Truth doesn't work with you." Qiao Yingzi warned, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. It's okay if you just do a little bit of fighting, but if you really ask the teacher to change your major, I will burn paper for you on this time next year."

"No, you'll understand after you take a look." Fang Yifan took out his phone, opened a post and handed it to the two of them to explain, "See? This is the dark horse of the entire network this year. Do you know how much he gets paid for his writing a month?"

"More than one million a month, plus copyright and so on, I can become a winner in life by becoming famous with one book. I think with my talent, it won't take that long. Twenty-two is enough to accomplish this goal..." Fang Yifan imagined his brilliant future and did not forget to steal a glance at the reactions of the two.

Seeing that both of them had dazed and surprised expressions, I felt more satisfied and played the piano enthusiastically...

As for the two women, they were certainly not shocked by Fang Yifan’s fantasy, but were mainly attracted by the content of the post.

For the first time, Qiao Yingzi felt that Song Qian's remarks about not allowing idol chasing were pure fallacy. Such a handsome boy, who is so awesome, could boast in front of so many famous professors and scholars.

When can I become like this? If I could stand in the lecture hall of the Capital Planetarium and give a hearty speech, I would be so happy that I would die. Countless flowers and applause would flash before my eyes, as would my mother's proud expression. More importantly, the biggest stumbling block on the road to my ideal would be gone.

As for Huang Zhitao, needless to say, he thought about it all night before he mustered up the courage to become his elder brother's friend.

As a result, after waiting for a whole morning, there was no news of passing, and she couldn't help feeling a little frustrated. Unexpectedly, things took a sudden turn for the better, and she got the news from her elder brother so quickly. At this moment, her frustration was swept away, and her heart was filled with surprise.

The big brother is so handsome, it’s a pity that I can’t listen to his speech in person. And these two women are not as pretty as me, why should they go on stage to present flowers? I can do this kind of thing.

Thinking of this, Fang Yifan's fantasy of rushing out of Asia and heading for the universe was interrupted. "Fang Hou, Fang Hou, do you know where I can see this book? When will there be a similar exchange meeting? A signing event is also fine."

Although I was interrupted and felt a little unhappy, I had to answer since the goddess asked. "You can download the Shengshi Literature APP from the software store. I'll help you get it."

"No need, I can do it myself." Huang Zhitao turned on his mobile phone and quickly searched in the software store.

When Fang Yifan saw Huang Zhitao's actions, his eyes suddenly lit up. He had liked Huang Zhitao for a long time and had been pursuing her for quite some time. However, even though he often said it tough, he actually knew in his heart that Tao Zi didn't seem to be attracted to him.

It’s different now. He sees hope. They finally have common interests and hobbies. As long as he starts from here, he will be able to win the goddess.

Especially when he thought about becoming famous with his book, and the goddess coming on stage to give him flowers, and then, and then... thinking about it, Fang Yifan couldn't help but smile foolishly...

Qiao Yingzi shrank aside with a look of disgust, fearing that she would be infected by that idiot Fang Yifan.

Huang Zhitao ignored all this and quickly opened the app and searched for "A Mortal's Journey to Immortality". When he saw the author's name again, he couldn't help but frowned. Could it be that Nan'an hadn't noticed it just now, but it seemed like this was a typo?

No, no, my elder brother is so capable, how could he make such a stupid mistake? Does the word "Nan" have any special meaning? Is it my elder brother's name? His last name is Chen and his first name is Nan? Chen Nan is a nice name.

"Taozi, if you don't like this type, I'll recommend you a campus romance novel. I tell you, I'm very knowledgeable in this area..." Fang Yifan saw the goddess frowning, and immediately came up to recommend himself.

Being pushed aside by Fang Yifan, Qiao Yingzi punched him in dissatisfaction, but Fang Yifan's mind was full of his own plans to capture the goddess, and he didn't care about this at all...

Chen An slept well until night, but was still awakened by the doorbell. He walked over and opened the door, and as expected, it was the wind chime.

"Why didn't you answer my call?" Feng Ling asked depressedly.

Chen An stepped aside and explained, "Sister, please let me sleep, so I have to keep quiet. Besides, I don't have many acquaintances in Beijing, so what else can I do if I don't sleep?"

"So you still don't know?" Feng Ling looked as if she didn't understand why.

Chen An asked in surprise, "What do you know?"

"You're famous, Xiao Chen..." Feng Ling said with envy.

"That's it, Sister Fengling, my work has been popular for a long time, is it necessary to make such a fuss?" Chen An said indifferently.

Feng Ling quickly explained, "It's not your work that's popular, it's you who's popular. Go check your comments section, it's probably going viral."

When Chen An heard Feng Ling's tone, he thought something had gone wrong, so he quickly walked to the side and picked up his phone. There were a lot of missed calls on it. Chen An did not reply directly, but clicked on the background to take a look, and then he understood what was going on.

"Xiao Chen, you don't seem to be very excited. Did you expect this?" Seeing Chen An's look, Feng Ling asked curiously.

Chen An shrugged as if it was a matter of course, "I'm a big star who was delayed by writing, and the winner of the most handsome man, so this reaction is expected, okay?"

Feng Ling nodded seriously, looked at Chen An's face carefully, and said with some emotion, "I didn't look closely before, and thought you were wearing makeup. Now I realize that you are indeed much more handsome than when I first saw you. Your skin is so good, too. I don't know how you maintain it. Even I, a woman, envy you."

"Do you want to know?" Chen An asked with a smile.

Feng Ling shook her head decisively, "I don't want to know. Your expression betrays your heart. You are definitely not holding back on anything good."

Chen An invited again, "Are you really not going to consider my previous proposal?"

Feng Ling stretched out her hand and pinched Brother Chen's arm and joked, "Wait for you to grow up. As the saying goes, it's nice to be under a big tree for shade, but a big tree attracts the wind, and the first bird to stick its head out gets shot. You should still be careful, at least until you have the strength."

Chen An was somewhat helpless. From Feng Ling's perspective, there was nothing wrong with this view. Chen An was not in a hurry either. Outstanding talents would be gradually recruited under his command. After all, the most indispensable thing for the development of an enterprise is talent. Feng Ling was the best choice in terms of qualifications and connections.

Feng Ling came here not only to congratulate Chen An, but also to remind him that in his current situation, he can open a personal Weibo account, which will make it easier to retain fans and interact more...

Although fan groups can also have such an effect, there are many restrictions on fan groups, so they are not suitable for the current situation....