Love Apartment: South Wind Passage.

Chapter 589: Lonely Root Three
Everyone's attention was drawn to Guan Gu, who looked listless and depressed. Youyou walked up to him, put her arm around Guan Gu, and asked.

"Guan Gu, haven't you finished your homework for the Chinese class? Why are you still so depressed?"

"Don't mention it."

Guan Gu sat down on the sofa and explained dejectedly, "Actually... I still can't write that essay.

"But later, maybe my spirit touched God, and yesterday a paper airplane flew in through the window and landed next to me."

"Paper airplane?" Zhan Bo's eyes suddenly lit up brightly when he heard that.

Although after his sister's reminder, he had given up the idea of ​​giving this poem to Wanyu as a Valentine's Day gift.

But that half poem was the first love poem I wrote for a girl in my life, so it is still very memorable for me.

Guan Gu continued, "I opened the paper airplane and found a poem written inside. The title is: 'The Lonely Root of Three'."

Yifei thought the title of the poem was too ridiculous, so she asked directly: "Are you sure this is a poem?"

Guan Gu smiled and said, "I'm not really sure, but it looked very similar, so I just copied it and gave it to my Chinese teacher."

Zhanbo really wanted to know how his love poem was written, so he couldn't wait to ask: "What did your teacher say?"

“Fail.”

Guan Gu's three casual words instantly made Zhan Bo's face fall.

Wan Yu saw Guan Gu leaning on the sofa, looking very unhappy. She comforted him, "Guan Gu, this might be some elementary school student's Chinese homework, so it was folded into a paper airplane and flew around."

"Yes."

Youyou gently patted Guan Gu's chest and comforted him, "It's okay, if you don't pass, then you don't pass.

"Next time we write it ourselves, it will definitely be better than what that elementary school student wrote."

"Ha ha……"

Zhan Bo, who was standing by, heard what Wan Yu and You You said, and he felt so wronged that he almost cried.

[Me? Elementary school student?]

[Are the love poems I write so bad? ! ! ]

Guan Gu sighed, and he continued, "Failing the assignment wasn't the worst, what was worse was that my teacher used my essay as a negative example and read it aloud in class.

"One of my Jamaican classmates uploaded my essay to the Internet within 30 seconds. I was going to become a joke on the entire Internet."

"It's just a poem, how can it be so exaggerated?"

Yumo didn't believe that this poem had such a great influence, so she took out her cell phone and started searching.

"The lonely square root of three... found it!"

Yu Mo said excitedly: "Guan Gu, it seems that you are really going to be famous. This is the first of the top ten embarrassing posts in Baidu Tieba."

"Let me see."

Yifei took Yumo's phone and recited the poem in a rhythmic manner.

“I’m afraid that I will always be the lonely square root of three.

"Why does my number three have to hide under this ugly square root?

"How I wish I were a nine, because nine only needs a little calculation to escape this cruel fate."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The girls couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zhanbo was about to collapse as he listened to Yifei reciting aloud the love poem she had written.

Especially when they began to comfort Guan Gu, saying that this poem was incomprehensible and nonsense. It must have been written by someone to take revenge on society.

If Guan Gu were to write it seriously, he would definitely write this guy ten thousand times better.

……

Zhan Bo sat aside, listening to their criticism of the poem in frustration, his whole body visibly hunched over.

He buried his head lower and lower, and was so embarrassed that he almost dug out a three-bedroom apartment on the ground with his toes.

Zhan Bo finally couldn't stand it anymore and took a deep breath, then stood up:
"...You guys continue, I'll go find Nanfeng and the others."

As he said this, he ran towards the billiard area of ​​the bar without looking back. A moment later, he saw Nanfeng, Zhang Wei and Ziqiao playing billiard.

Nanfeng wiped the golf club calmly. At Ziqiao's urging, he smiled slightly and bent down.

In an instant, Nanfeng narrowed his eyes, held his breath, and fixed his gaze on the white ball on the table, his expression focused and serious.

"Look at me, a hole-in-one!"

With a loud shout from Nanfeng, the club in his hand poked straight towards the white ball.

Under the shocked gazes of Zhanbo and Ziqiao, the white ball flew out in an extremely tricky parabola and hit heavily on the buttocks of Zhang Wei, who was facing away from Nanfeng and greeting Zhanbo.

"what!"

Zhang Wei cried out in pain, subconsciously covering his butt with both hands, and jumped three feet high.

"Zhang Wei!"

Nanfeng only had time to stretch out one hand and shouted at Zhang Wei with a helpless look.

Zhang Wei, who had landed, covered his butt and turned around. He gritted his teeth and asked Nan Feng, "Which hole did you hit with that shot?"

"Accident! This is purely an accident!"

Nan Feng laughed dryly: "This is my first time playing billiards, so it's understandable that there will be some minor accidents?"

Zhang Wei shouted, "You call this a small accident?

"Fortunately, I wasn't facing you!" Zhang Wei said this, and he actually felt a little relieved in his heart.

Even if I almost got a hole-in-one, it's better than having no descendants.

At least there's plenty of flesh on my butt, so it won't hurt much if I get hit.

Ziqiao stood aside and said sarcastically, "Nanfeng, we have been playing billiard for almost an hour.

"Forget about scoring a goal, you haven't even hit a decent shot.

"Give up. You don't have the talent for playing billiards."

Zhang Wei also nodded and agreed, "Nanfeng, you are really scary when playing table tennis. Zhanbo is here, so you should just watch the game."

"cut."

Nanfeng snorted in dissatisfaction, and seeing Zhanbo walking towards him with a depressed look on his face, he patted Zhanbo's shoulder comfortingly.

Nanfeng happened to hear him writing and reciting the poem "The Lonely Root of Three", so he knew why he was unhappy.

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"Don't be sad, it's always like this the first time."

Nan Feng laughed at himself and said, "If you don't believe me, look at me. The first time I played billiards, I ended up being laughed at by Zi Qiao."

"Hey."

Zi Qiao said unconvincedly: "What do you mean by being laughed at by me? Can't I laugh at you?"

Nan Feng was too lazy to pay attention to Zi Qiao. He handed the club to Zhan Bo and said, "Come on, regain some confidence in the field you are good at."

[Nanfeng: I just can’t figure out what’s so fun about two people taking turns poking a ball into a hole with two sticks.]

[Nanfeng: I can’t learn it, I can’t learn it, let Zhanbo come. ]

Zhan Bo took the club and saw Zhang Wei, who looked even more depressed than Guan Gu, out of the corner of his eye: "Zhang Wei, you just got hit on the butt by the ball.

"Based on the speed and mass of the ball just now, it shouldn't have hit you like this."

"That's not what he's depressed about."

Nan Feng explained Zhang Wei's current mood in just six words.

"Xiao Li is getting married."

"Xiao Li?"

Zhanbo was stunned at first, then nodded in sudden realization: "Xiao Li is the girl you liked very much before, right?
"But you and him have become good sisters, so why are you so sad?"

"I'm not sad. I have completely let go of Xiaoli."

Zhang Wei's explanation only earned him suspicious looks from Ziqiao and Zhanbo.

"Really, I've really let it go." He explained loudly again, "We have a very good relationship now, just like a family."

Zhanbo asked, "Then why are you still depressed?"

"…Nothing. Xiaoli just invited me to her wedding, and I don't know if I should go."

"So?"

Nan Feng still doesn’t quite understand why Zhang Wei would be so depressed over such a small matter: “If you want to go, go. If you don’t want to, just find an excuse to refuse.

"No one is forcing you to make a choice, so there's no need to worry about it."

"You don't understand." Zhang Wei sighed, "Xiao Li invited me personally, I feel embarrassed not to go."

Nan Feng blinked and said, "Then go ahead."

"But her parents were very nice to me before and treated me like their future son-in-law. I would be very embarrassed if I went there now."

"Then don't go."

"But Xiaoli invited me personally, I feel embarrassed not to go."

"Then go!"

"But her parents were very nice to me before and treated me like their future son-in-law. I would be very embarrassed if I went there now."

"Damn, another Teacher Zeng!"

Nan Feng cursed loudly, and he turned to look at Zi Qiao: "Xiao Hei told me to be humble and not to get too happy or too sad these days. Zi Qiao, go ahead and scold him to wake him up."

Ziqiao snapped his fingers and said directly, "Zhang Wei, is it possible that you are the only one here wondering whether it is better to go or not?

"In fact, for Xiaoli and her parents, whether you go or not is not that important at all?"

……

Zhang Wei felt like a straw man on Zhuge Liang's boat, being shot by arrow after arrow.

"Okay, it's just a little Li."

Ziqiao walked up to Zhang Wei and put his arm around his shoulders: "It's almost Valentine's Day, I'm so busy, just bear with it for a few more days.

“After Valentine’s Day, we’ll act as each other’s wingmen to pick up girls.

"By then, let alone Xiaoli, even if it's Zhongli or Dali, I will help you get her."

Zhang Wei was stunned when he heard this: "Dali?"

"vigorously?"

Nan Feng frowned slightly, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

　I'm coming

　　
　
(End of this chapter)