Love Apartment: South Wind Passage.

Chapter 221 Ruyu has a date
Nanfeng joked: "Since you are so prosperous, why do you have the nerve to compete with Curry Sauce for a job?"

"Isn't this a joke about curry sauce?" Zeng Xiaoxian said and winked at the curry sauce.

The curry sauce was so disgusted by Zeng Xiaoxian's flirtatious look that I almost lost my appetite. It felt like eating fermented canned herring, and I couldn't help but want to roll my eyes.

"By the way, about the paper you wrote..." Nan Feng paused, staring at Zeng Xiaoxian and hesitated to speak.

"You don't still want me to change it, do you?"

Zeng Xiaoxian put his head in his hands, as if he were mourning for his heir: "Brother, do you know how many times I have revised your thesis? I never revised it so many times when I was revising my undergraduate thesis!"

Ever since he finished soliciting sponsorship, he was willing to admit defeat and help Nanfeng write a paper on vehicle selection, but the problem was that this guy was too difficult to maintain.

In fact, it's not that Nanfeng is too difficult to serve, but that the girl named Dali behind him is just too strict.

When Nanfeng sent this paper to his god-sister Zhuge Dali for review, Xiaoxian was still very disdainful.

After all, as a teenager, how can she be a monster even if she is a genius?

Brother Xian still has face no matter what. How could he be looked down upon by a kid who was almost half his age?

After reading her car buying guide, the girl on the other end of the phone said to him: "Did you buy your dual master's degrees?"

Maybe the other party never thought about harming himself from beginning to end, but it is a very embarrassing thing for a child to meticulously point out various problems and flaws in his paper.

She froze mid-sentence, and the light in her eyes suddenly dimmed like an overloaded light bulb after a moment of bright light.

It happened that Zhanbo had recently passed his driver's license test, and the two siblings were also considering buying a new car.

You must know that he has never done anything so mind-consuming since he graduated from graduate school. If he really wants to continue to change, then he might as well just surrender to the kid Dali and admit defeat.

"...Teacher Zeng, you didn't buy your master's thesis, right?"

Zeng Xiaoxian actually thought so at the beginning, which is why this sloppy paper has so many flaws.

"Even if the development of the automobile industry is not rapid, data that can be traced back to ten years ago is obviously not suitable for use now.

Nan Feng chuckled, obviously the last lesson had no impact on him at all.

You're not afraid that the price of the car will be greatly reduced just two years after you got it, right?
How could such a bad thing happen?

So he was punished by a strict genius girl over the phone.

Everyone looked at Zeng Xiaoxian in shock when they heard this, but Wan Yu's eyes lit up.

Yifei asked curiously: "So what car did Zeng Xiaoxian recommend to you? If it's easy to use, show me and Zhanbo the paper by Zeng Xiaoxian."

Then he vigorously put forward a series of revised comments and suggestions in an orderly manner based on the problems of the paper.

Zeng Xiaoxian will never forget the scene that day.

Yifei was stunned. She was an experienced driver, but she had never heard of the tank car brand.

But now he just wants to compete with Dali and accept all the modifications and suggestions put forward by Dali.

Nan Feng's words finally made Zeng Xiaoxian breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's just a tank, like the Russian T90."

This talented girl who had never heard her face but only heard her voice turned Zeng Xiaoxian into an experienced driver who knew everything about vehicles.

From the wrong format and layout of the paper to the lack of various relevant data, for ten minutes, he was almost completely hurt by the childish voice on the other end of the phone.

"Tank? What brand of car is this?"

Fortunately, the revision opinions and suggestions put forward by classmate Dali were so detailed that they were almost like nanny-style teaching. Apart from the time-consuming process of checking information and revising the paper, there were no major obstacles.

"Can I buy tanks now? Then I want my dad to..."

Some of the suggestions not only dumbfounded Xiaoxian, but also Nanfeng was amazed after hearing them.

"You scared me. Then why do you look like you are hesitant to speak?"

It's okay to just revise his opinion, but Nanfeng is buying a car, not doing financial management.

Nanfeng didn't want to embarrass Zeng Xiaoxian too much. After all, he was just buying a car. There was no need to write it strictly as a thesis.

Nanfeng couldn't help but laugh: "Among the vehicles recommended to me by Teacher Zeng, the one with the highest recommendation index is the tank."

He is so rich, is it necessary to analyze the purchasing power of the vehicle?

"... Putting aside the major and minor issues mentioned earlier, a lot of your information was randomly found on Baidu without even removing the watermark.

So Zeng Xiaoxian really put out the same effort as he did for his liver thesis and worked overtime to revise his thesis.

"I just wanted to say that your paper was very good. I didn't expect you to actually improve it according to Dali's requirements."

Dali kid, have you ever written a paper?
Zeng Xiaoxian had probably never thought before that that someone's extracurricular hobbies after going to college would actually be exam research and writing papers.

Before Zeng Xiaoxian could even retort, Zhuge Dali began to point out a series of problems in the paper in an orderly manner.

"Mr. Zeng, I don't think you think that the last five years in the title refer to the five years after 09.

Of course, Zeng Xiaoxian no longer wants to recall how many times he revised this paper.

"The most important thing is that the information you quoted was an article five years ago. However, it is an article from 09, and its title is "Analysis of China's Fuel Vehicle Sales in the Past Five Years."

Zeng Xiaoxian rolled his eyes at Nan Feng: "Tsk."

"Isn't this a joke to you?"

Zhan Bo looked at Wanyu subconsciously.

Yu Mo complained: "Teacher Zeng, are you planning to let Nan Feng transfer to artillery?"

How can anyone recommend others to buy a tank? If they can't buy it, forget it.

If you really buy it, it will be fatal.

Zeng Xiaoxian pursed his lips towards Nanfeng: "Based on the requirements Nanfeng put forward, I think tanks are very suitable for him."

Everyone looked towards Nanfeng.

"Actually, my requirements are very simple." Nanfeng thought about the car purchase requirements he put forward to Teacher Zeng: "The first thing is that it should be sturdy and crash-resistant, preferably one that can survive unscathed even if a big truck hits it.

“The second thing is that it has to have a fierce appearance. It’s best if others will automatically stay away when they see my car, so it’s safe for everyone.

“Then the space in the car should be large, the bigger the better, so that it is convenient to drive out and play.

"The last thing is that the sound of the car should be loud. It is best to wake up those bastards who are driving tired."

Everyone looked at each other blankly.

In this way, it seems that tanks are most suitable for the south wind.

If one cannonball goes down, there will be no driver in this world who dares to drive tiredly in front of the south wind.

"You were bitten by a snake once, but you have been afraid of the rope for ten years." Yifei complained.

Nanfeng raised his head proudly: "Now I drive with the safety awareness that a driver may hit me at any time on the road."

Everyone looked at each other speechlessly.

What kind of driving philosophy is the enemy of the whole world?

Yu Mo asked curiously: "So what kind of car are you planning to buy? You can't really buy a tank, right?"

"Of course not."

Nanfeng smiled pretending to be mysterious: "You will know when the new car arrives."

……

After having enough wine and food, everyone returned to the love apartment.

The eldest brother quickly packed up his things and hurried home with the fruit cake that Meijia had made.

And Zi Qiao finally returned to his familiar bedroom.

I thought that life would continue to go on like this, until Zeng Xiaoxian happily announced a piece of good news early the next morning.

"I'm going to be on TV!"

"so what?"

In 3601, Yifei is playing chess with Zhanbo, but of course Yifei's brainpower cannot match Zhanbo, who can be called a human computer.

The two of them have gone from winning two out of three games, to winning three out of five games... to winning out of seven out of thirteen games, to the embarrassing situation where Zhan Bo's win is not considered a win, and as long as Yifei wins one game it is considered a victory.

Even so, Yifei regretted this game a total of eighteen times and was still in a checkmate situation by Zhan Bo.

"Isn't it just about being on TV? You've been on TV a lot in the past few months."

Zeng Xiaoxian hummed happily: "I'm not talking about my "Xiaoxian's Date", but the well-known program "Ruyu's Date"."

Zhan Bo also grinned when he heard this: "Great, did Ruyu call you personally?"

"No, it's Lisa."

Yifei clicked her tongue and said in surprise: "Zeng Xiaoxian, why don't you come and kowtow to Lisa a few times? She is really nice to you."

"What do you know? Between me and Lisa, we are Maxima and Bole. She is the only one on the entire radio station who has discovered that I am a piece of shining gold."

Yifei glanced at Xiaoxian: "It's not your first time on TV, why are you so excited?"

"Can I not be excited?"

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes shone and he said with expectation: "Ruyu's Date is a nationally famous show, the best among prime time.

"At that time, audiences across the country will see me, Zeng Xiaoxian, and I will definitely become an instant hit."

Yifei sighed helplessly.

This guy has never corrected his blind optimism beforehand.

Zeng Xiaoxian didn't even think about it, even though his own show couldn't make him popular, he would still expect to become famous through other people's shows.

"Okay, then I wish you an instant success instead of being doubted by Chen Ruyu's 'Is it true? I don't believe it.'"

Xiaoxian curled his lips, and suddenly he remembered the purpose of his return: "That's it, I came here to ask you if you want to go with me to Ruyu tomorrow afternoon for an appointment?"

"Are we going to be interviewed too?" Zhan Bo looked forward to it, "I didn't expect that I would also be on TV. I will call my mother right away to tell her."

"Uh……"

Zeng Xiaoxian scratched his head in embarrassment: "I want to invite you to watch the show live, not to be interviewed."

"Oh..." Zhan Bo's eyes dimmed instantly, and he pursed his lips in depression.

Yifei raised her head arrogantly: "No, I'm very busy."

"Hey, if you don't do this, you are too unloyal."

Zeng Xiaoxian said angrily: "It's a shame that I came to invite you the first time, but you don't give me face like this."

Yifei raised her eyebrows: "Did you invite me right away?"

"of course."

"No one else has had time to notify?"

"nonsense!"

Yifei coughed a few times proudly: "Since you sincerely invited me, I will mercifully accept your invitation."

"Haha...thank you." Zeng Xiaoxian twitched his lips.

"You're welcome, who makes me kind-hearted."

Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't bear it any longer, so he picked up the chess piece on the coffee table and played hard.

"General, you are dead!"

(End of this chapter)