Love Apartment: South Wind Passage.

Chapter 495 Meeting between Ding Yuan and Dong Zhuo
In the summer evening, the sky is gradually dyed with a gentle orange-red. The soft and long sunlight shines through the sparse clouds, covering the earth with a layer of golden gauze.

Even though the days are long and the nights are short in summer, it is still far from nightfall, but the living room of 3602 is already brightly lit.

Nanfeng's old record player has been temporarily requisitioned by Ziqiao, and melodious and soothing melodies flow out in the inseparable kiss between the pointer and the record.

Dumas, who rarely took off his suit and put on an apron, was arranging the plates for the Russian-style meal he had prepared, while he was chanting an unknown modern poem in a rhythmic manner.

"For freedom and the wanderer's heart, I drift in the dry autumn wind. For the whirlwind of flowing water and clouds, rain falls every night.

"For freedom, for the gentleness of the past, I am as fierce as the west wind in the midst of sorrow. For the drowning that I have never thought of, I hold a handful of yellow earth.

"For freedom and the carefreeness of a drunkard, I brew an empty pot of wine. For those I have seen goodbye, I live a life of freedom that will never be seen again."

"Dad, we are having a dinner with friends this time, not picking up girls or rich women, why are you doing so many fancy things?"

Ziqiao put down the game controller with a look of despair, and the big screen opposite him showed the KO scene of the character he was controlling being slaughtered by Guan Gu's Mario.

"It's all your dad's fault. These crappy music and modern poems you make are really affecting my performance."

Dumas gently lifted up his glasses which had fallen off his body with his palm and looked at Ziqiao with disdain.

"I told you, in our line of work you have to keep your fists ready and your songs on your lips. If you don't develop this habit, even if you are not unfamiliar with it, you will not be able to react when you encounter an emergency in the future."

Guan Gu won easily and didn't give Zi Qiao any face: "We are sitting here together listening to music and listening to Godfather reading poetry, how come I won?"

He put down the controller and made a mocking gesture towards Ziqiao: "Don't make excuses. It's obviously because your fighting skills are too poor."

"If you're not good at it, practice more. If you can't afford to lose, don't play. In the past, you were... No, you weren't my opponent in the past either."

"Are you challenging me?"

Although Ziqiao had been defeated by Guan Gu in 18 straight sets, he still refused to accept the defeat and said, "Let's play another set if you're brave enough. I will definitely kill you in one second!"

Guan Gu shook his head disdainfully: "Forget it, we have played more than ten rounds, and you have never even knocked down half of my health."

"That's because you're in great form today. If you can get Nan Feng to come, I'll definitely kill him!"

"Let Nanfeng play fighting games with you? Ziqiao, you are so shameless."

Guan Gu said disdainfully: "If you want to pick on the weak, then why don't you choose Teacher Zeng?"

Ziqiao curled his lips in disdain: "Nanfeng is still capable, but at most he can't fight a protracted battle. Mr. Zeng's level is not even as good as a simple human-machine. It's better to hit him than to hit a wooden stake."

"Hey, please don't slander me while I'm not around, okay?"

Xiaoxian, Meijia and the still dazed Wanyu just arrived at the door of 3602 and heard Ziqiao's ridicule.

Meijia blinked her big watery eyes and asked, "I heard from Yifei that godfather wants to treat us to an authentic Russian-style meal. Is that true?"

Ziqiao pointed towards the kitchen and said, "Chen Meijia, you can't smell anything and you're blind too."

"roll!"

Meijia said as she picked up a pillow and threw it at Ziqiao's head: "Lv Ziqiao, you have the nerve to play games here while your godfather is cooking over there."

Ziqiao covered his head and shouted angrily, "My dad said that I was making more trouble than I should have been by helping in the kitchen, so I came here to compete with Guan Gu. Chen Meijia, can you please be reasonable?"

"Humph."

Meijia ignored Ziqiao's protest. She turned around, greeted Dumas with a smile, and went back to her room to get her clothes to take a shower.

It was the middle of summer, and the three of them were all covered in sweat when they came back from outside. Teacher Zeng and Wanyu had both taken care of it, but she was still smelling.

Xiaoxian and Wanyu also greeted Dumas, and then gathered around Ziqiao.

Xiaoxian put his arms around Guan Gu and Ziqiao's shoulders. He looked at Ziqiao and asked excitedly, "How is it? How is it?"

"What's going on?" Ziqiao looked puzzled.

"I'm asking you, how was your match with Yifei?"

"How was the battle? Who won and who lost?"

Xiaoxian licked his lips nervously: "Let me tell you, Lu Ziqiao, I even made a bet with Hu Yifei to support you, you must not let me down."

"Teacher Zeng, you got it wrong, didn't you?" Wan Yu, who had recovered a little, teased, "You obviously stood on Ziqiao's side and supported him just to make a bet with Yifei."

Xiaoxian said awkwardly: "It's all the same, all the same."

"Oh, so this is what you are asking, Mr. Zeng."

Ziqiao shrugged and answered casually, "It should be considered a win-lose situation."

Strictly speaking, they hadn't even officially started the game, so of course there was no winner.

However, Yifei, who had just experienced the biggest social failure in history, was obviously in no mood to continue to initiate the competition, and this matter probably just passed.

"It's a tie?"

Xiaoxian was stunned when he heard this. He originally thought that Ziqiao would definitely win over Yifei in terms of deceiving, but the final result was a draw.

This is too hasty!
He asked anxiously: "No, how can this kind of game be a draw?"

"And you guys are tied, so what about the bet between Yifei and I?"

In order to teach Yifei a good lesson and hear her praise for him, Xiaoxian specially wrote a 30,000-word manuscript these days. The whole manuscript is full of talent and literary talent.

I was just waiting for Yifei to lose the competition, and then I would throw this article praising me in her face and make her fulfill the bet.

The result is now a draw?
【Then I didn’t write so many words in vain! 】

Zeng Xiaoxian: (╯▔ dishes▔)╯! ! !
Ziqiao shrugged: "What else can we do? Neither win nor lose."

Although he didn't know what kind of bet Teacher Zeng made with Yifei, he could understand his feelings very well.

After all, judging from Mr. Zeng's personality, he must have been imagining the highlight scene of himself slapping Yifei in the face in his mind a lot these past few days.

That kind of excitement and anticipation is like the feeling of Teacher Zeng in the dead of night, preparing tissues, breathing heavily and sliding the progress bar.

As he was looking forward to it, just when the climax was about to come, the power in the community suddenly went out.

That feeling of being neither up nor down...

Gee tut.

However, in this situation, everyone can only let Zeng Xiaoxian down.

Anyway, Ziqiao asked himself, he didn't dare to tell Teacher Zeng about the misunderstanding caused by Yifei.

Ziqiao, who had rich experience in social death, knew that if he laughed at the person who had died in front of her, he might not be in any trouble.

But if I dare to spread the news of her social death further, especially tell her archenemy, giving her archenemy the opportunity to stand in front of her and ridicule her, the consequence will be... Yifei will only be socially dead, she is not really dead.

Since she is not dead, then I, who spread the news of her social death, will really die.

"Depend on!"

Zeng Xiaoxian felt extremely aggrieved.

This plot doesn't seem right. What happened to the promise that justice will prevail?

"Teacher Zeng, the world is so beautiful, why do you always want to win Yifei?"

Yumo walked in with small steps, followed by Zhang Wei, Zhanbo and Curry Sauce.

"Hello godfather!"

Several people greeted Dumas enthusiastically who was busy in the kitchen.

Dumas smiled and said, "Oh, my God, this prison is full of miracles. How come beautiful girls and handsome boys appear one after another?"

"Zi Qiao, won't you introduce me to the new friends who just arrived?"

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“Dad, this is Zhanbo, Yifei’s younger brother.

"This is curry sauce, my roommate. You should know Yu Mo and Zhang Wei."

Dumas bowed slightly to the four people and said, "Hello, I'm glad to meet you."

Curry Sauce smiled innocently and said, “We are also very happy to meet you, godfather.

"When do we have dinner?"

"curry!"

Yu Mo pulled Curry Sauce's arm and criticized in a low voice, "Don't be so rude."

Curry Sauce covered his stomach and said aggrievedly: "I'm not rude, I'm just hungry."

"It's okay, it's okay. I like guests with appetites. It makes me feel that the meal I prepared carefully is not in vain."

Dumas smiled kindly and said, "Wait a moment for the curry sauce. It will be ready soon."

"Thank you godfather."

Zhanbo squeezed in between Ziqiao and Guan Gu. He smiled and said, "Are you playing fighting games? Let me meet you for a while!"

Guan Gu finally found a savior: "Zhanbo, come quickly, Ziqiao is too weak."

Zi Qiao said stubbornly: "Who said that? I just don't feel good today."

Wanyu looked up and found that two people were missing: "By the way, where are Nanfeng and Yifei?"

Zhang Wei sat casually on the sofa and looked at the review materials: "It seems that Nanfeng and Yifei went to deal with the perverted scumbag in the swimming pool. They will probably be back soon."

Ziqiao's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard this.

Yu Mo glanced at Zi Qiao and asked with some realization: "Zi Qiao, you seem very nervous. Could it be that you are the perverted scumbag in the swimming pool again?"

Before Ziqiao could say anything, Nanfeng rushed in with a baton in his hand.

"Lü Ziqiao, you bastard, it's you who caused this trouble again!"

Ziqiao, who was already nervous, jumped up when he heard Nanfeng's footsteps.

He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and backed away repeatedly: "Nan, Nanfeng..."

Nan Feng shouted angrily: "You can make such a big noise just by going to a swimming pool, and you even implicated Xiao Hei.

"Come here and die. I'll beat you to death and that's it!"

"Nanfeng, the whole thing is a misunderstanding!"

Ziqiao shouted in fear and grievance, "I really didn't know that the three of them were relatives. You can't ask me to check the girl's household registration before I can pick her up."

Nan Feng sneered and said, "I know it's a misunderstanding, so I'm the one teaching you a lesson now.

"If this isn't a misunderstanding, Yifei would be here with a kitchen knife to chop you, a perverted scum!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Tonight you will either be beaten to death by me, or wait for Yifei to come up and make you die miserably!"

Before he finished speaking, he attacked Ziqiao, who immediately ran away.

The remaining group of people looked at each other and huddled together, fearing that if the city gate caught fire, they would be affected.

After all, Ziqiao only needs to escape Nanfeng's pursuit, but those of them who are just watching the battle for fun have to consider a lot.

The two of them chased each other and ran, and in no time they arrived at the kitchen area.

"Dad, save me!"

Ziqiao quickly came to Dumas to seek shelter.

Dumas protected Ziqiao behind him. He looked towards Nanfeng, his face still with a kind and decent smile.

"Who are you, little friend?"

"I am Ziqiao's adoptive father!"

Nan Feng realized something was wrong after he finished speaking angrily, and he quickly took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"I'm sorry, godfather. I was just talking nonsense. My name is Nanfeng, and I'm Ziqiao's friend."

"It's okay. It's normal for young people to like to find a godfather."

Dumas extended his hand to Nanfeng and said, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Dong."

Nanfeng was stunned when he heard this, and then he laughed out loud.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Ding."

The two shook hands politely.

Guan Gu asked in a low voice curiously: "What do Mr. Dong and Mr. Ding mean? Isn't Nanfeng's surname Chu?"

Xiaoxian explained with a smile: "Aren't Lü Bu's godfather and adoptive father Ding Yuan and Dong Zhuo?"

　I'm coming

　　
　
(End of this chapter)