Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Early the next morning, Zeng Xiaoxian came to 3602, weak and weak-eyed.

Zi Qiao looked at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was trembling all over and groaning with every step he took, and immediately began to gloat.

"Teacher Zeng, were you... bombarded by anti-aircraft artillery?"

Meijia also marveled: "I really didn't expect that these days anti-aircraft guns would flash."

"Hahahaha..." Everyone laughed.

Even though no one except Nan Feng and Yu Mo knew what happened last night, everyone knew with their toes whose masterpiece Zeng Xiaoxian looked like now.

"Deserve it!"

Yifei and Nanfeng spat at the same time.

I gave you a chance but you didn't use it.

Zeng Xiaoxian sat down at the dining table with a smile on his face and said, "I don't want to remember what happened last night."

He doesn't feel much pain now, it's just that his whole body is sore and numb, as if he's falling apart.

"Teacher Zeng, I can already deduce ninety-ninety percent of it just from your appearance."

"Guan Gujun, it's seven, seven or eight."

Sekiya Miracle, who has not been seen for a long time, sang and sang with Curry Sauce.

"I know." Guangu adjusted his glasses: "It's just that ninety-ninety can prove that my reasoning is better than seventy-seven or eighty-eight."

"That Mr. Magical Detective Sekiya, would you like to explain your reasoning carefully?" Yifei asked with a smile on her face, but the ladle in her hand had been broken in half.

Guangu pretended that nothing happened and hurriedly lowered his head and ate his breakfast.

Meijia handed the bowls and chopsticks to Zeng Xiaoxian skillfully. She raised her head and asked doubtfully: "Aren't Zhan Bo and Wanyu coming over for breakfast?"

Yifei shook her head: "They didn't come back until after six o'clock this morning, and they are sleeping together now."

"Sleep together?!" Everyone exclaimed.

Zi Qiao murmured in disbelief: "I didn't expect that Zhan Bo, the real person, didn't show his face. After pretending to be stupid for so long, he finally got the chance to take care of Wanyu in one night."

Curry Sauce muttered under his breath: "I hope when you say it's done, you mean it's done in a literal sense."

"Where are you all thinking?" Yifei explained helplessly: "They sleep together in terms of time, but they still sleep in separate places in terms of space."

Zhan Bo and Wanyu slept together, but this group of people could not figure it out.

As a sister, she couldn't think of such a good thing.

"Tch~" Everyone was excited for nothing.

I thought I could eat melon happily again.

"Speaking of which, why is Yu Moqian so happy today?"

Yifei, who knew Yu Mo best, looked at Yu Mo in confusion: "You haven't stopped smiling since you first came in."

"Is there any?" Yu Mo touched the corners of his raised mouth, "Maybe it's because the weather is particularly good today."

[I know, I know why! 】

Zhang Wei, who was eating breakfast in silence, suddenly raised his head and met Nanfeng's eyes that looked half-smiling.

He immediately didn't dare to say a word.

Zeng Xiaoxian picked up the chopsticks tremblingly, and before he could hold on for three seconds, the chopsticks in his hands fell to the table.

As Yifei said, Danyidou is her defense mechanism and cannot be controlled by wanting to control it.

Zeng Xiaoxian was indeed beaten hard this time.

But then again, if Zeng Xiaoxian didn't even dare to rush in for a hug last night and allowed Yifei to walk into the bedroom, then he would be considered completely useless.

"Is Teacher Zeng really okay?" Yu Mo looked at Yifei hesitantly.

Yifei glanced at Zeng Xiaoxian and reached out to touch him.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Zeng Xiaoxian, Yifei said lightly, "It's okay. This bitch has rough skin and thick flesh. I think she will be fine when she wakes up tomorrow."

"Hehehe..." A stiff smile appeared on Zeng Xiaoxian's lips.

Normally, he would have had a fight with Yifei, but after all, he had accepted the watch from Yifei last night, so he had no nerve to argue with her now.

Everyone was chatting and eating breakfast like this, and the scene was warm and lively.

After finishing breakfast, Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Ziqiao expectantly: "How should we train the next chat skills?"

That’s right, the person in charge of [Chatting Techniques] is still our little love prodigal and great salesman—Lu Ziqiao.

Zi Qiao swallowed the porridge in his mouth slowly and said: "Teacher Zeng, you should really be grateful to have a brother like me.

"For you, I specially sorted out the part about chat skills in "Lu's Spring and Autumn" last night.

"As long as you can figure out the secrets, let alone dealing with sponsors, you might rise to the top and become your station director's... bitch!"

"oh?"

Seeing Zi Qiao speaking so confidently, Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't care less about the stupid last sentence he said.

Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand towards Zi Qiao: "Don't just brag, take it out for a run whether it's a mule or a horse."

"The stuff is right here."

Zi Qiao took out an A4 text about twenty pages thick from nowhere, with four large characters written in black and white on the cover - "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals".

"Is this the legendary and supreme guide to picking up girls?" Yifei commented with disdain, "It looks very ordinary."

"This is the simplified castrated version of Super Super Super Super."

Zi Qiao said calmly: "The so-called chat skills are, to put it bluntly, routine deception.

"When have you ever seen me pick up girls just by moving my mouth?"

Everyone nodded in unison: "Don't you always just rely on your words to pick up girls? After all, you have nothing, you poor guy."

"Amateurs, you are really amateurs."

Zi Qiao sighed: "You just saw me coaxing the girl into submission with my mouth, and you have no idea how much preparation I have made for this.

"Do you understand what it means that one minute on stage and ten years of hard work off stage?"

Meijia said angrily: "You actually educated us."

"To say that I don't need so many fancy things to pick up girls." Yifei said confidently, "A man and a woman only need a romantic candlelight..."

"No candlelight dinner!" the crowd shouted.

Yifei curled her lips unwillingly.

There's nothing wrong with a candlelight dinner, it's not romantic.

Yifei may not have understood the fact until now: it was not that the candlelight dinner was bad, but that the candlelight dinner she prepared was not good.

"Teacher Zeng, logically speaking, I will not pass on the Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lu family to outsiders.

"But due to the relationship between the two of us, I will make an exception today and teach you Lu's Spring and Autumn Period. You must not let me down."

Zi Qiao said earnestly.

Zeng Xiaoxian took Lu Shi Chunqiu with both hands and said solemnly: "I will definitely work hard!"

With that said, Xiaoxian tremblingly opened the book Lu's Spring and Autumn. In a daze, everyone seemed to see a golden light shining on Zeng Xiaoxian's face.

"Wow..." Zeng Xiaoxian sighed.

"Wow... golden legend!"

Nanfeng said jokingly, imitating the voice of a certain bearded dwarf.

"Wow...why are they all catalogs?"

Zeng Xiaoxian's excitement only lasted for less than a few seconds. He flipped through the twenty-page catalog with great doubts in his eyes.

"I told you that it was sorted out temporarily last night. There was not enough time, so I will definitely just sort out a catalog." Zi Qiao said confidently.

Zeng Xiaoxian slammed the table with the catalog: "What about the main text?"

Zi Qiao blinked: "Of course the text is in my head."

Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned by Zi Qiao's words. He almost collapsed and scratched his head and shouted: "Then why did you give me a catalog?"

"Doesn't this seem very ceremonial?"

"Fuck you."

Zeng Xiaoxian angrily threw this useless catalog into Zi Qiao's arms.

"Teacher Zeng, calm down."

Nan Feng smiled and said, "Look at the twenty-some page catalog that Zi Qiao prepared. Does this look like something you can learn in one morning?

"Lu Ziqiao, bring your real guy up quickly, or I will replace him."

Zi Qiao looked around and suddenly said proudly: "Is there anyone in the whole apartment who is more suitable than me?"

"Be naive, don't limit your selection to just the apartment."

Nanfeng threatened: "If you, the little prince in love, don't plan to teach him your true skills... I will call all your ex-girlfriends to form a victims' alliance.

"I believe they must still be deeply impressed by their experience of being deceived. You have so many ex-girlfriends who can piece it together no matter how hard it is, Teacher Zeng can learn from it."

Yu Mo smiled and said: "What a good idea. As for whether someone will become a sacrifice for the Victims Alliance at that time...it doesn't matter."

"Are you two in harmony like this?" Zi Qiao curled his lips and said, "I was just joking with Teacher Zeng. There is no need for you to kill them all, Nanfeng."

"When can you stop joking? It's more important to do business now."

Nanfeng smiled brightly: "Or are you just so confident that I won't be able to get the contact information of your ex-girlfriends?"

Ziqiao's heart was agitated by Nanfeng's words. He looked around and said, "It's not that I don't want to teach Teacher Zeng, but this is not my teaching venue."

Zeng Xiaoxian asked in confusion: "Then where is your teaching venue?"

"Of course...here!"

Zi Qiao snapped his fingers, and everything around him instantly began to blur.

As soon as the scene changed, everyone came to the Sunny Bar except Curry Sauce, who continued to shut himself in the room to prepare for the exam.

Everyone who had finished breakfast looked at the bar as usual and was puzzled.

"This is your teaching venue. Are you going to teach Teacher Zeng in a bar?" Zhang Wei asked.

"That's right." Zi Qiao raised his head proudly.

"As I said just now, the so-called chat skills are just routine deception.

"It's just that we are short on time and have heavy tasks. Just one morning is not enough for me to teach Teacher Zeng all the routines I have summarized.

"And even if I can finish teaching, judging from the operating efficiency of the CPU around Teacher Zeng's neck, whether he can use it flexibly or not is still one thing."

"Hey, is my CPU bad?" Zeng Xiaoxian protested unconvinced.

Everyone nodded in unison: "Very bad."

Zeng Xiao Xian:……

[Woo woo woo...]

Zi Qiao paused and continued: "So instead of spending a whole morning teaching Mr. Zeng, it is better to teach him the core points of chat skills and then let him practice it directly."

“As long as you can fool others into buying your stuff, you can fool sponsors into advertising for you.

"Believe me, actual combat is always the fastest way to level up!"

Zeng Xiaoxian understood: "You mean to ask me to do sales?!!"

Zi Qiao nodded matter-of-factly: "When you go to solicit sponsorships, you're simply promoting your program and yourself. Then what else can you do if you don't learn how to promote?"

"It does seem to make sense, but what do you want me to sell?"

"Of course I'm selling your signed photos."

Although Zi Qiao’s teaching was a bit absurd, he had already made a plan in his mind: “Teacher Zeng, think about it carefully, is selling your autographed photos equivalent to selling yourself?

"The experience of deceiving customers in the entire sales process can be copied almost identically to deceive sponsors. This is no longer called teaching, this is simply a practical exercise.

"As long as you can sell your signature at the price I set, I guarantee that your chat skills will be fine."

Zi Qiao suddenly thought of something, he patted Zeng Xiaoxian's head and encouraged: "I sneaked into your pickle fan group last night and lied to them that there was an event at Yanyangtian Bar today, with free drinks and free cakes.

“Although I don’t know how many people will be deceived, it is very likely that some of these customers are your fans.

"Just like Lisa selects the most suitable sponsors for you, the probability of selling signed photos by promoting them to fans will be higher."

Zeng Xiaoxian was shocked: "You want me to sell signed photos to my fans?!!"

"Otherwise, wouldn't celebrities these days earn money from their fans?" Zi Qiao replied nonchalantly.

Zeng Xiaoxian flatly refused: "No, this will affect my public image too much."

"You are stupid. You put on your sunglasses and mask, and then ask Nanfeng to borrow the Tianlai Sound bow tie to change your voice. Who would know that you are Zeng Xiaoxian?"

Zi Qiao said bewilderedly: "And don't you want to test how much your fans like you? Even if you don't take the opportunity to sell it for a high price, it would be nice to listen to their evaluation of you."

Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, swallowing his saliva with a look of emotion on his face.

He admitted that he was convinced by Zi Qiao.

Seeing that Zeng Xiaoxian had silently compromised, Zi Qiao took out a WeChat payment code that he had prepared long ago and handed it to him.

"The recommended price for a set of autographed photos is ninety-nine and eight yuan. The price can only be higher but not lower. I will send the key points of the conversation to your mobile phone later.

"Remember, you must use this WeChat payment code to collect money."

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the WeChat payment code in his hand and was confused again: "What's the point of this WeChat payment code?"

"It's nothing special, this is my payment code." Zi Qiao chuckled, "Brother, I'm a little poor recently, so this money will be regarded as the tuition you gave me."

"Is this okay?!!"

Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

After a long time of teaching, you just asked me to sell my autographed photos and make money for you! ! !

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the others with an aggrieved look: "Don't you care about Zi Qiao?"

"What the hell?" Even Meijia, who had always been at odds with Zi Qiao, seemed to have no objection to Zi Qiao's behavior.

She looked at Zeng Xiaoxian who looked sad and angry and suddenly understood something. Meijia asked weakly: "Teacher Zeng, you don't really think your signed photos can be sold for a lot of money, do you?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was deeply hurt by Meijia's words. He clutched his chest and backed away.

[No wonder you all turn a blind eye. It turns out that you feel from the bottom of your heart that my autographed photos cannot be sold! 】

Yifei patted Zeng Xiaoxian on the shoulder sympathetically, but did not object to Ziqiao's behavior.

"It's rare for Ziqiao to come up with such a reliable teaching plan. Considering how busy he is these two days, just let him earn some hard money."

"He earns his hard-earned money?" Zeng Xiaoxian pointed at himself blankly.

"He earns hard money, why is it me who does the hard work!"