Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Faced with Ziqiao's expectations, Xiaoxian and the other three also encountered difficulties.

Guangu and his senior brother can draw, Nanfeng can do foley, ventriloquism and magic. He can also pick a few musical instruments from his house full of instruments and go to the subway to become a wandering singer.

They can all rely on their own skills to raise funds for charity, so what will they do on their side?

Should Zhanbo write code on site, or should Xiaoxian deal with emotional issues?

Zi Qiao looked at Wan Yu: "Wanyu, you didn't study at the New York Conservatory of Music. Guan Gu Nanfeng is an art student, and you are also an art student. Don't you have nothing to perform to make money?"

Wan Yu spread her hands helplessly: "I once formed a rock band as the lead singer, but a band cannot only have the lead singer."

She looked at the three of them and said, "I need at least a guitarist, a bass player and a drummer. Can you three do it?"

The three of them waved their hands repeatedly. The three of them knew nothing about music.

"Then what should we do?" Zi Qiao sighed, "We can't just rely on our mouth to trick people into donating money, right?"

Zhanbo gave a pretty good suggestion: "Would it be better if we prepared some small gifts, such as small gifts, for those who want to donate?"

Wan Yu and others nodded: "That makes sense, but what small gifts should we prepare?"

Everyone fell into deep thought again.

"I still have a few bottles of Shen Bao and Shen Gong Pills, how about..."

Although Zi Qiao felt a little distressed, he still risked his life to win the game.

"Don't!"

The three of them were shocked and quickly tried to dissuade them.

Zeng Xiaoxian said with lingering fear: "You dare to give away the kidney treasure medicine of yours so effectively. The last time I took one, I didn't recover for three days."

After hearing this, Wan Yu and Zhan Bo both stared at Zeng Xiaoxian's waist with gossipy eyes.

Zeng Xiaoxian's old face turned red: "He gave me a bottle last time. I always want to take one to try the effect."

As a result of trying the medicine, Xiaoxian felt very energetic for three whole days and had to take cold showers four or five times a day on average.

In the end, the entire bottle of kidney treasure was locked in a drawer by Zeng Xiaoxian. I am afraid that he will not have the courage to try this thing again before he leaves his virginity.

"Anyway, Lu Ziqiao, please take back this dangerous idea of ​​yours. This is not a question of whether the medicine is effective or not." Zeng Xiaoxian warned seriously, "You use this thing as a small gift. If someone is allergic to the medicine and has problems, then We all have to go in with you."

Seeing the three of them looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, Zi Qiao thought for a moment that there was really no need for him to take such a big risk to win or lose a game.

There were seven points in the entire competition. So what if I allowed them one point? At most, they would be laughed at by Nan Feng.

My adoptive father recognized the joke, so why did he still care about him telling me a few more words?

Just when a few people were still thinking about what to give, Zeng Xiaoxian slapped his thigh and came up with a small gift that cost nothing.

"Yes, we can give you my autographed photo. As long as you have quick hands, you can get as much as you want."

The remaining three people looked at each other, and Wan Yu laughed dryly and said, "Teacher Zeng... how about we discuss whether we can give away Qiao's Shenbao and Shengong Pills."

"Hey hey hey, what do you mean!"

Zeng Xiaoxian knew that they disliked his autographed photos, so he immediately said unconvinced: "I am also a TV host now, and my autographed photos will definitely have a lot of room for appreciation in the future. If I give them away now, I will lose money." OK."

"Yes, yes, that's why we are reluctant to let you, Teacher Zeng, lose money." Zhan Bo said with a smile.

[In the inner world, Zi Qiao Wanyu, Zhan Bo and the others looked at the signed photo of Zeng Xiaoxian in their hands. 】

[In the photo, Zeng Xiaoxian is posing in a very coquettish manner, with slightly narrowed eyes, as if he is already intoxicated by his beauty. 】

[Zhan Bo complained: I bet that Mr. Zeng must have imagined himself as Tony Leung when he took this photo, but unfortunately it ended up looking like Eric Tsang. 】

[Wanyu holds the photo with one hand and covers her eyes with the other: I have an album full of signed photos of different celebrities at home, but none of them are as eye-catching as Teacher Zeng. 】

[Ziqiao didn’t even say anything. He just glanced at Zeng Xiaoxian’s signed photo and couldn’t help but retched: vomit...]

[The three of them finally couldn't bear it anymore and threw Zeng Xiaoxian's signed photo on the ground. Before leaving, one of them stepped on the photo. 】

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the duplicitous guys in front of him and felt angry, but he just thought that when he became famous, even if they begged him for autographs and photos, he would never give them.

snort!

"This won't work, that won't work either, so what are we going to do?"

Zeng Xiaoxian complained: "You can't really let me set up a stall in a university town to help people solve their emotional problems for free, right?"

"This is really good."

Zi Qiao saw that everyone had been discussing for a long time but there was no useful method, so he simply decided to give it a try no matter what method he could use.

Anyway, the worst case scenario is a loser.

Although a man is born between heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time... But enduring it once or twice is not considered living under others for a long time.

Zi Qiao made a decision immediately: "Wan Yu, it doesn't matter if it's a small gift or emotional counseling. If Wanyu is willing to sing a few words of rock music on the spot, that's fine.

“It’s always good for us to try every possible method.

"Now everyone, hurry up and go upstairs to see if everything we need is ready... No matter what it is, bring it as long as you think it is useful.

"If we wait a little longer, Nanfeng and the others will set off, and by then we will have lost the opportunity."

Zeng Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows and asked coquettishly: "Then my signed photo..."

"Bring it with you too, take as much as you want!" Zi Qiao's forehead was throbbing with veins, but he still gritted his teeth and said.

"okay."

…

"Teacher Zeng, right? I have an emotional problem that I want to consult with you."

A pretty girl wearing sunglasses straightened her skirt and sat in a [Charity Help Group] composed by Zi Qiao and several others with a large banner and simple seats.

Seeing that Zeng Xiaoxian's emotional counseling service, which had been vacant since the booth was set up, was finally opened, Zi Qiao and others looked around excitedly.

Zeng Xiaoxian shook his head greasyly and said his accustomed lines: "I am a good man, and I am Zeng Xiaoxian.

"Is there anything that can help you?"

The girl in sunglasses sighed and said in a sad tone: "That's it. I recently found out that I am infertile, but my boyfriend doesn't know about it yet. Do you think I should tell him?"

"Of course you should tell him." Zeng Xiaoxian said righteously, "The most important thing between lovers is to be open and honest on any issue that can affect the relationship.

"Your fertility was your own privacy when you were single, but now that you are in a relationship, this privacy has become an issue that both parties need to face.

"If you want to achieve positive results with him, you will have to face this problem sooner or later, and the sooner you face it, the better.

"If you have any differences on this matter, you can stop the loss as soon as possible. Concealment and delay will only make the problem more serious."

Zeng Xiaoxian explained the truth sternly. Although everyone understands these truths, there is often a galaxy between knowing and doing them.

It's just that as an emotional program host, he must first firmly express his correct emotional views to ensure that he doesn't lose his job, and then he can constantly adjust his speaking skills according to the differences of the audience to help them solve their problems.

But what surprised Zeng Xiaoxian was that he didn't even try to persuade the woman in sunglasses this time, and she was already convinced by him.

[It seems that the people near the university town are simple and simple. 】

The woman in sunglasses bit her lip lightly, as if she had gone through a mental struggle before finally making up her mind: "Then what should I tell him?"

"My suggestion is that you show him your infertility report directly, and the two of you can have a good discussion about fertility topics and plans."

"Report? But I don't have one."

Zeng Xiaoxian was startled: "Then, how did you find out that you were infertile?"

"Oh, I found a few people to try it on, and it was quite frequent. I haven't worn it and there has been no problem. It must be that I am infertile."

"Ah???" Not only Zeng Xiaoxian, but also Zhan Bo and Wanyu who were watching from the side exclaimed.

Wan Yu couldn't help but said: "Compared to confessing your infertility to your boyfriend, isn't your cheating a bigger problem?"

The woman in sunglasses frowned and looked at Wanyu: "Who did you say cheated on me? I love my boyfriend very much."

"Then what you just said about finding a few people to try, is it not cheating?" Zhan Bo complained.

"It was just a one-night stand."

The woman in sunglasses' answer made Wanyu and Zhan Bo stunned. As for Xiaoxian...

Faced with such explosive content, Zeng Xiaoxian unexpectedly entered a state of pig-brain overload.

"There's nothing surprising about this. It's rare. It's strange." The woman in sunglasses pouted, stood up, took out twenty yuan from her bag, turned around and left.

When Xiaoxian finally reacted and wanted to stop the woman in sunglasses, she had already disappeared into the flow of people.

"No, why don't you help me stop her." Zeng Xiaoxian said anxiously, "Her view of love is very wrong. As the host of an emotional program, I have the responsibility to help her correct it."

Zi Qiao rushed forward to pick up the twenty yuan that the woman in sunglasses had thrown on the ground, looking at Zeng Xiaoxian as if Xiaoxian had forgotten to take medicine again.

"Please Xiaoxian, we are doing charity emotional counseling now, not your moon and my heart.

"You are not the host of an emotional show, and she is not your audience. You have no responsibility, let alone the obligation, to help her correct her paralyzed view of love, okay?"

Zi Qiao, who also has a paraplegic view of love, patted Xiaoxian on the shoulder: "I know you are a good man and kind-hearted, but the last thing people like us with a disabled view of love need is rescue.

"If you can save someone with just your words, then such a good thing will not be your turn."

Zi Qiao carefully put away the twenty yuan donation: "You have time to think about this now, why not think about how to raise more donations to save those poor children."

"Everyone, twenty yuan, it took more than half an hour for us to get twenty yuan!

"Even if we can't win, we can't lose so ugly."

Zi Qiao looked at the three people with embarrassed expressions and sighed inwardly.

They were said to be the elite soldiers and generals I carefully selected, but now they have become old, weak, sick and disabled in the blink of an eye.

Just when several people were helpless because of the dismal donation situation, the calls of two female college students finally brought them a turning point.

"Lu Zhanbo?"

"No, he's a scumbag!"

When Xiaoxian and Wanyu heard this, they immediately looked at Zhan Bo, who immediately shook his head in horror.

He really didn't know the two female college students in front of him.

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