Chapter 7 The Senior Is a Fair-Skinned, Rich and Beautiful Girl

The next day.

Fu Chuan went downstairs to have breakfast.

"Brother Fu Chuan, good morning."

Fu Zichen took the initiative to greet Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan nodded, found a place in the corner, ate bread and drank milk.

He didn't look at Fu Ling'er and Fu Qingqing again.

Fu Ling'er was reading a newspaper, noticed Fu Chuan's change, and didn't speak.

This is good.

Fu Chuan didn't flatter Fu Ling'er as deliberately as before, which made Fu Ling'er feel irritated.

As for Fu Qingqing, now that she bumped into Fu Chuan, she felt very embarrassed when she thought about what happened last night.

At the end, he coughed a few times, thought about it again and again, and still picked up an egg and peeled it.

After Fu Qingqing peeled it, Fu Zichen thought Fu Qingqing was going to give it to him, and was waiting for Fu Qingqing to speak.

As a result, Fu Qingqing held the egg in her hand for a full minute before she spoke: "Fu Chuan, this egg..."

"I'm full, I'm going to school."

Fu Chuan got up, took his schoolbag, and left directly.

There was no pause.

No longer would he say goodbye to his sisters and Fu Zichen respectfully as usual.

It was as if a line had been drawn in Fu Chuan's heart.

The Fu family could no longer cross this line and become the apple of Fu Chuan's eye.

Fu Qingqing's hand froze in midair.

Now Fu Qingqing felt like a clown.

Fu Linger put down the newspaper and glanced at Fu Qingqing suspiciously: "Fifth sister, what did you just say?"

"...Nothing."

Fu Qingqing's hand was put down helplessly.

He ate the egg by himself.

"..."

Fu Zichen suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Just now...

The egg that Fu Qingqing peeled didn't seem to be for Fu Zichen.

It was for Fu Chuan.

Did Fu Qingqing start to change her mind about Fu Chuan?

Thinking of this, Fu Zichen's eyes were full of insight.

This time, there were a lot of people on the bus.

Fu Chuan couldn't find a seat and could only stand.

He looked handsome, carrying a schoolbag, wearing a school uniform, 1.88 meters tall, with one hand in his pocket, eyes like stars, like a beautiful boy from a comic book.

At the next stop, Shen Shutang got on the bus.

He was still wearing headphones, holding a novel, and carrying a schoolbag.

His youthful and beautiful aura was unobstructed, and his eyebrows were cold and aloof.

When he bumped into Fu Chuan who was standing, Shen Shutang was stunned for a moment and whispered: "Junior Fu Chuan."

Fu Chuan nodded and responded: "Hello, senior sister."

Shen Shutang turned his back to Fu Chuan and read the novel by himself. He just took off his headphones and put them in the wireless storage box.

There were many people on the bus, so Shen Shutang had to squeeze in the direction of Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan could smell the fragrance in Shen Shutang's hair, but what attracted Fu Chuan's attention more than this was...

the book Shen Shutang was reading.

"Dragon clan?"

Fu Chuan blurted out.

Shen Shutang was silent for a moment, then said softly: "You've read it too?"

"Yeah..."

That was in my last life, when Dragon Clan was finished.

In this life, Fu Chuan's cell phone is an antique, and he can't download the novel APP.

Fu Chuan still remembers the plot, and it's well written.

But...

What can you give back to my Eri, you bastard Jiangnan!

Fu Chuan asked: "Isn't the senior a female novelist?"

"I read a lot of books, and I read all the good ones."

"Oh."

Fu Chuan thought to himself... The senior doesn't seem to be as cold as rumored.

It's just that they are not close friends, so Fu Chuan can't find a topic to talk to Shen Shutang about, so he keeps silent.

He was thinking about how to borrow the key to the studio from the administrator.

"Have you read the book I wrote?"

Shen Shutang suddenly said.

"...I have."

After going to college in his last life, Fu Chuan had his own cell phone.

Fu Chuan had heard a little about this school beauty who was popular in G City No. 1 Middle School.

Although I don't know him, Shen Shutang's pen name [Orange, You Can't Love Me Enough] is very famous.

Fu Chuan finished reading Shen Shutang's novels.

Shen Shutang's writing range is very wide...history, fantasy, palace fighting.

Every book is very well written and has good results.

"I plan to write fantasy for my new article. Do you have any suggestions?"

As soon as Shen Shutang said this, Fu Chuan suddenly remembered.

Shen Shutang finished the fantasy article in his previous life, but he hasn't started writing it in this life yet.

Shen Shutang's tone sounded a bit unconfident. After all, it is really too big for an author who is used to writing female-oriented works to cross the channel and try to be arbitrary and tenacious in the fantasy of the universe.

Fu Chuan didn't say any chicken soup words [I believe you can do it].

Instead, according to the fantasy article he had read in his previous life, he tried to analyze the entry point with Shen Shutang.

Shen Shutang's eyes suddenly lit up: "You said it very well! It's exactly what I thought!"

"It's good to be able to help my senior sister..."

Fu Chuan felt a little guilty.

He used the experience gained from reading Shen Shutang's novels in his previous life.

What is this...

I help myself?

It's not that Fu Chuan has never thought about being a plagiarist.

But writing is not Fu Chuan's strong point.

Fu Chuan only remembers part of the plot, as for the writing style and description...he has long forgotten it.

A novel without the polish of writing is just a pile of loose sand, which will be scattered after walking a few steps without the wind.

In short, Fu Chuan will specialize in painting in this life and strive to be a famous painter!

The bus has arrived.

Shen Shutang followed Fu Chuan and kept asking Fu Chuan to give Shen Shutang more advice.

The entry point and plot mentioned by Fu Chuan were all imprinted in Shen Shutang's heart.

It was as if Fu Chuan had understood Shen Shutang's heart and realized it.

Shen Shutang became more and more excited as he talked.

Fu Chuan didn't dare to give too much, for fear of affecting Shen Shutang's thinking. Otherwise, if Fu Chuan failed to use the routine that was sure to make him popular in his previous life, wouldn't he be drunk?

The students in City No. 1 Middle School were shocked.

Seeing the school beauty who has always been aloof, actually sticking to Fu Chuan's side, talking and laughing...

Depend on! Are their eyes dazzled?

There were too many people, and Shen Shutang seemed a little uncomfortable, so he said in a low voice: "Um... junior, I'm going back to the classroom first. See you next time."

"Goodbye, senior sister."

When Fu Chuan came to the classroom and just put down his schoolbag, a little fat man came over: "Fu Chuan, were you with Senior Shen this morning?"

Fu Chuan nodded: "I just happened to be taking a bus."

The little fat man’s name is Fang Kaiwei, Fu Chuan’s deskmate. His family is in the department store business. He has been a good person since he was a child. He puts [profit] as his priority when calling friends. Such a person is actually interested in painting and is very good at it. Okay, things are really unpredictable.

The relationship between Fu Chuan and Fang Kaiwei is average. If Shen Shutang hadn't been clinging to each other this morning, Fang Kaiwei probably wouldn't have taken the initiative to chat with Fu Chuan, and would have just said hello and nodded.

"You kid..."

Fang Kaiwei looked at Fu Chuan with lustful eyes, smiled mischievously and patted Fu Chuan on the shoulder.

Fu Chuan was so stared at that he felt scared. Fang Kaiwei was jealous of Fu Chuan's good relationship with Shen Shutang, so he wouldn't have looked at Fu Chuan like this: "What's wrong?"

"Fu Chuan, you are very handsome, but your family background is not good, but you are talented. The packaging of a template like yours is the pinnacle of personality. Even Senior Shen cannot escape from your grasp. Let me tell you, Senior Shen's family The thief is rich, and she is truly white and rich!”

"ha?"

Fu Chuan really didn't understand what was going on in Shen Shutang's family.

I only know that she is a talented woman, a well-known online novelist, and a rich generation.

Even though I was famous, I still took the bus to school without a dedicated driver, so it seemed like I was used to it.

In the end, he told Fu Chuan that Shen Shutang was Bai Fumei?

"That's all I've said. You should seize the opportunity. Being supported by Senior Sister Shen will change your destiny in the future. Remember to give me a red envelope."

Fang Kaiwei gave Fu Chuan a look that every man understood and shut up.

Fu Chuan smiled helplessly.

No matter how rich Shen Shutang is, what does it have to do with Fu Chuan?

The two of them can be regarded as acquaintances and junior students, and the other hairs are not even a hair.

During the lunch break, Fu Chuan found the teacher who managed the painting computer room. He finally borrowed the key and started creating the illustrations requested by the funder.

With the idea and composition I had last night, this creation seemed particularly easy.

After layering the pictures, I sent them to [Last Night Rain and Wind] through the green bubble.

An unscrupulous book painter: "Finance owner, is this painting OK?"