Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

At 3602, Nanfeng and his group of seven people sat around the dining table, which was filled with snacks and snacks.

Meijia was leaning on the chair and concentrating on editing the photos.

Yu Mo on the side turned to look at Meijia's mobile phone curiously. Then she raised her head in surprise and asked, "Why did you choose such a group photo?"

In the photo, Nanfeng has a stern face, which is in sharp contrast to the sweet smile of Meijia and the beaming Xiaoxian.

Meijia sighed helplessly: "This is already the most beautiful photo of Nanfeng."

As she spoke, she showed Yumo the photo of the three of them taken before lunch. Whether it was a large photo of the three of them or a small photo of Meijia and Nanfeng, the look on Nanfeng's face looked very strange.

Either he has a straight face, or his smile is very scary.

Meijia muttered: "I originally thought that Nanfeng said that he would only keep a straight face when taking pictures just to reject me, but I didn't expect that he would become hard-core as soon as he saw the camera."

"Hard, are you hard?"

"Stiff hard."

Meijia looked at Nanfeng on the phone with a little regret: "You smile so beautifully in real life, why do you keep a straight face in front of the camera?"

"Forget it." Meijia continued to lower her head and retouch the photo, "The smile is not enough for the photo, let me give him a smiling lip."

Yumo smiled helplessly when he saw Meijia getting too excited with the photos on her phone.

You finally took a photo. You just managed to make an agreement with Nanfeng, but first you met Zhang Wei, and then you had to deal with Zi Qiao and Teacher Zeng.

After a series of things happened, after Nanfeng finally stopped the gossip of several people in the apartment, he no longer had the chance to take a photo with him.

I don’t know if Nanfeng will directly ignore the photo incident.

While Yu Mo was thinking thoughtfully, Zi Qiao and Zhang Wei were arguing about milk.

"Zhang Wei, I've seen a lot of people who use wine to relieve their sorrows. This is the first time I've seen people who use milk to relieve their sorrows... Save some for me, I'm almost out of drinks."

This milk was originally bought by Nanfeng early this morning to relieve his duodenal ulcer, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a bargain for Zhang Wei.

What kind of new-age way of de-stressing people is drinking milk?

Zi Qiao obviously didn't have any mysophobia. He took half of the hot milk from Zhang Wei's cup.

Zhang Wei rolled his eyes at Zi Qiao: "3603 there is half a refrigerator of milk. If you don't go get it, do you have to pour it from my cup?"

"The milk in the refrigerator is iced, and I'm too lazy to heat it up." Zi Qiao said confidently.

"I'm really impressed with you." Zhang Wei stood up and went to 3603, "I'll just heat up another pot of milk."

"How about heating up that pot of boiled eggs?" Zi Qiao raised her nose and asked.

"Get out!"

As for Nanfeng and Xiaoxian...

"Oops, someone finally fell into my hands." Nan Feng looked sideways at Zeng Xiaoxian, with an unpredictable smile on his face.

If the person in charge of the appearance project can still vacillate between Zi Qiao and Yu Mo, when it comes to temperament and conversation, no one in the entire apartment can compare to Nan Feng, who comes from a wealthy family and has learned piano and manners since childhood.

Wan Yu may be on par with Nan Feng in terms of temperament, but in terms of conversation, she is definitely not as good as Nan Feng, who has a heavenly voice.

So if Zeng Xiaoxian offended Nanfeng this time, he would be considered to have offended the iron plate.

"Nan Feng, didn't I apologize to you all the time when we were eating?" Zeng Xiaoxian smiled flatteringly. He wanted to get closer to Nan Feng but was stopped by Nan Feng.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, if you dare to use the same method you used against Yifei to disgust me, you will be dead."

Nan Feng avoided Zeng Xiaoxian, and not everyone could accept his almost dog-like approach to please him.

If he really yelled a few words in a mean way: "South wind, Xiaofengfeng, Fengfengfeng..."

Alas……

Nan Feng felt uncomfortable just thinking about it.

When Nan Feng said this, Zeng Xiaoxian could only sit across from Nan Feng in embarrassment.

He could also understand why Nan Feng was so angry this time.

After all, Nan Feng rushed back to help him pay the bill at that time. It was okay to expose his gossip, so why did he have to say something about eavesdropping on the little prince?

"Relax." Nanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly: "You apologized. Didn't I also say that I had forgiven you at the time? Why are you so nervous?"

Xiaoxian smiled sarcastically.

You don't look like you have forgiven me now.

Yifei reminded: "Nanfeng, is this not the time for you to hold grudges? Zeng Xiaoxian's business is still important now."

If it were normal times, Yifei would be eager to see these two cuckold friends fighting each other, but when big things happen, she can still distinguish the priorities.

"You are quite protective of him."

Nanfeng curled his lips and said, "Actually, I'm not as petty and vindictive as you think.

"Teacher Lin from the kindergarten complained to my father that I was vindictive, petty, and playing pranks on my classmates in class, but I didn't take it seriously."

Everyone:...

You have such a bad memory that you can still remember things from kindergarten?

It seems that this Teacher Lin is really discerning.

Yifei wanted to say more, but was stopped by Yu Mo.

Nanfeng was already in a mood, but you acted like a parent and asked him to restrain himself. It was a ghost for him to listen to you.

"Nanfeng, what are we going to do next?" Yu Mo smiled sweetly, "You can't just let us sit here and wait."

Nan Feng raised his eyes and looked at Yu Mo.

Yu Mo also blinked at Nan Feng.

Nanfeng finally sat upright, ready to officially start the second transformation today.

“Logically speaking, changing a person’s temperament and conversation is a very expensive, laborious and time-consuming process.

"But Teacher Zeng, you are just here to deal with sponsors, so there is no need to spend so much time on body posture classes.

"So we will keep everything simple and try to complete the training for you this afternoon, so that you can improve your [chatting skills] and [professional abilities] tomorrow."

Nanfeng looked at Zeng Xiaoxian carefully: "First of all, I want to see your background. You are also a TV show host now.

"Your temperament, conversation, and physical appearance shouldn't be too extreme, right?"

"That is."

Zeng Xiaoxian stroked his hair proudly: "These are also necessary abilities for a host. My brother Xian's professional abilities are simply unbeatable."

"Don't just tell me, it's a mule or a horse. Take it out for a walk." Yifei raised her eyebrows slightly and said.

When Zeng Xiaoxian saw everyone looking at him, he immediately entered the host mode, showing a serious look and sitting upright.

"Welcome to Xiaoxian's Appointment, I am your good friend Zeng Xiaoxian." Xiaoxian said in a serious tone.

Meijia temporarily stopped retouching the pictures and glanced at Zeng Xiaoxian: "Although I still feel that this guy doesn't look like Teacher Zeng, his figure, manners and temperament are all very good.

"Look at how straight the back is, the look in the eyes, uh...

"Although my eyes are a bit small and I can't see clearly, I don't have the usual wretched look."

"What words? What kind of words are these?" Zeng Xiaoxian broke his guard instantly, "When did I become insignificant?"

"You all think Teacher Zeng is pretty good like this?" Nan Feng asked with a frown.

Except for Zi Qiao, who saw some clues, everyone else felt that Xiao Xian still had two skills when it came to seriousness.

Nanfeng smiled: "Teacher Zeng, from now on, you will remain in the same state. If I don't ask you to stop, don't stop."

Zeng Xiaoxian didn't know why, but he still obeyed.

"Everyone, please imagine yourself as a sponsor now. Are you willing to have a dinner with Teacher Zeng in this state?"

Everyone looked at the serious Zeng Xiaoxian, and thought of eating with Zeng Xiaoxian like this...

Yu Mo frowned and said, "Why do I feel weird all of a sudden?"

I always feel like I will be taught a lesson by him even if I eat more meat, saying that children cannot be picky eaters.

"It feels like eating with the old man when I was a kid."

When Yifei thought of the old man, she immediately understood what Nanfeng meant: "Zeng Xiaoxian, you are here to eat and drink to solicit sponsorship, not to record youth education programs. Don't be so serious and rigid.

"Who is in the mood to eat and drink when you see a face like that of the old master?"

"ah?"

When Zeng Xiaoxian heard this, he immediately lost his strength and his eyebrows began to move wildly again.

"Hold."

Nanfeng said calmly: "Don't be influenced by other people, otherwise no matter how successful the transformation is, someone else's casual words may knock you back to your original shape."

Zeng Xiaoxian immediately returned to his unsmiling look just now.

Zi Qiao simply had no shame to look on: "Teacher Zeng, if you plan to solicit sponsorship like this, you might as well wear Yu Mo's look.

"The style I designed for you was completely ruined by you."

When he designed the look, he originally designed it according to Zeng Xiaoxian's bitchy style. Who would have thought that he could pretend to be so serious.

"Ah?" Zeng Xiaoxian broke through again.

Nanfeng reminded: "Keep it."

"oh."

Zeng Xiaoxian picked up the whole thing again.

"If Teacher Zeng was in such a state throughout the whole process, he would also wear clothes designed by Ziqiao to attend the dinner.

"Sponsors, what do you think?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

Yu Mo: "Too stiff."

Yifei: "Too serious."

Meijia: "Too rigid."

Zi Qiao: "Too solemn."

It's definitely okay to use this kind of temperament to record educational programs. If you get together to drink, eat and chat, then forget it.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Nanfeng for help.

"By the way, if you go by normal eating, drinking and socializing, you should stay in this state for at least two hours."

Nan Feng stared at Zeng Xiaoxian, whose muscles were all tense, with a smirk on his face: "How about you hold on for two hours first, and we can start again after two hours?"

"Two hours?!!"

Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't hold on any longer. He lay on the table and looked like he was indifferent to the world.

His state of concentration can last for a few dozen minutes at most, which is just enough time for him to finish recording an episode of Xiaoxian's Date.

Moreover, the recording program can be paused and adjusted. If you are trying to attract sponsorship, you can’t go to the toilet in ten minutes, right?

During the whole process, Nanfeng had been observing Xiaoxian: "Generally speaking, you, the host, do have two skills.

"At least we don't need to start training with basic postures such as raising the chest, tightening the abdomen, and raising the head."

Nanfeng said sharply: "Teacher Zeng, these so-called temperament, conversation, and body posture are not essentially about how straight your back is and how decent and dignified your standing and sitting postures are.

“It is actually the ability to please others. What you want is for others to feel comfortable seeing you and hearing your voice.

“In this case, different occasions must have different requirements for temperament and conversation.

"No one wants to see a serious, rigid host at a relatively relaxed dinner party...unless they are asking for something from you."

Nan Feng stretched, his whole body like a willow tree slowly sprouting and spreading.

He stood up and did not go out of his way to straighten his chest, abdomen or back like Zeng Xiaoxian, but just such a slightly lazy standing posture gave people a feeling of peace and tranquility.

"The first thing you have to learn is to be like me...

"Relax."