Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Although everyone is worried about Sekiya, with the speed of his wheelchair starting at 70 miles and the silky smooth operation of accelerating and drifting up the mountain, he is either already halfway up the mountain, or...

As Zi Qiao said, the end point of racing is always the stars and the sea.

Fortunately, the high-tech watches that Meijia equipped everyone with showed that Sekiya's vital signs were normal except for a somewhat accelerated heartbeat, so the remaining people temporarily put their minds at ease and hurried up the mountain.

"Wanyu, are you sure you want me to do your makeup?" Zhan Bo was so nervous that the hand holding the foundation trembled slightly.

Wan Yu sighed and pointed at Zi Qiao, who was idle at the side: "Do you think I have a better choice?"

Zi Qiao shrugged: "If you ask me about fashion trends, styles and outfits, I am very experienced, but when it comes to makeup, I only know the last word.

“This prodigal son is familiar with the names, types and actual effects of most of the big-name cosmetics on the market, and he also has hundreds of unique complimentary words.

"No matter what makeup a girl looks like, I can always find the highlights and praise her to the sky."

Zi Qiao paused for a moment: "In short, all I know are theories to coax girls. I have never tried it in practice. If you really want me to try it, it's no problem for me to come.

"But let's talk first, I can't guarantee what kind of ghost it will turn into."

"No, I think Zhan Bo is pretty good." Wan Yu gave a numb smile.

Since these two people have no foundation in makeup, of course Zhan Bo and Zi Qiao will choose Zhan Bo themselves.

No matter what Zhan Bo would look like in the end, Wan Yu was already prepared for the worst.

However, when Zhan Bo really started to take action, Wan Yu realized that she had underestimated Zhan Bo.

I saw Zhan Bo tremblingly holding a powder puff to stamp on Wanyu's face. He behaved extremely carefully, for fear that he would be damaged by Wanyu's painting.

In addition, the two of them were walking and melting at the same time, which was really inconvenient. The two of them had already taken seven or eight steps before Zhan Bo dared to lightly tap Wanyu's face with his powder puff.

At this time, Wanyu could still patiently comfort Zhan Bo: "It's okay, just take photos and print boldly. If the foundation is thicker, it will be able to be applied evenly later."

Zhan Bo was already in a panic. After hearing Wanyu's words, he immediately swatted forward vigorously. It happened that Wanyu was looking at Zhanbo while talking.

The result was that the puff filled with foundation blocked Wanyu's mouth.

"Bah, bah, bah!"

Wanyu pouted several times before wiping her mouth fiercely and staring at Zhan Bo.

"Lu Zhanbo!"

"Wanyu, I didn't mean it." Zhan Bo showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Of course Wanyu's first reaction was to be angry, but when she looked at Zhan Bo, who looked even more aggrieved than herself, she could only sigh helplessly: "Forget it, let's continue. Remember to pat evenly and follow the texture of the skin. The lines are played back and forth.”

Looking at Wanyu who was fed a mouthful of foundation, even the heartless Curry Sauce couldn't help but become worried: "You two won't be like Brother Zhan Bo later, right?"

Nan Feng raised the makeup box with his right hand, indicating that he was just a tool carrying the box.

The senior brother said nothing, just stared at the curry sauce from all angles as he walked, and made many strange movements with his hands from time to time.

"Senior Brother, what are you doing?" Seeing how weird his senior brother was, Curry Sauce became even more panicked.

She didn't want to be fed a mouthful of foundation too.

The senior brother still spoke in the same pause-like manner: "I'm observing your..."

"..."

“…composition and proportion.”

Curry sauce: “???”

What on earth was he going to say?

"It's almost time to observe." The senior brother stretched out his hand towards Nanfeng, "The big colors used in girls' makeup shops are..."

"..."

"...What paint?"

Nan Feng and Curry Sauce were confused when they heard it. After a moment, Curry Sauce said hesitantly: "Although I don't understand what Senior Brother is talking about, he should be talking about foundation."

Nanfeng, who knew nothing about makeup, rummaged through the makeup box for a long time before finding the foundation and handed it to the senior brother. The senior brother couldn't help but frown slightly after taking the foundation and opening it.

"This color doesn't suit you..."

"..."

"...Hue, I can only make do with it."

Seeing the senior brother's professional appearance, Nanfeng praised: "It's true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance. I didn't expect that, senior brother, you can even put on makeup."

"I don't know how to put on makeup."

The elder brother patted Curry Sauce's cheeks rhythmically with a powder puff, and slowly spread the foundation along the texture of the skin. His ordinary hands were surprisingly precise and stable.

Even when he was putting on makeup while climbing a mountain like now, the eldest brother's hands did not tremble like a normal person would.

"But I am a professional painter and have painted for many, many years..."

"..."

"...human avatar."

The senior brother stared at the powder puff in his hand thoughtfully: "This thing seems to be easier to use than the brush used for oil painting."

Curry sauce hurriedly took the mirror from Nanfeng's hand and took a look. She was shocked: "Elder brother, your foundation is so good, and you don't even need to cover up."

Facing the compliment of curry sauce, the senior brother just continued to look at her quietly.

Due to the lack of pigment (foundation), the painting he originally conceived in his mind had to be adjusted accordingly.

"The next step should be to confirm..."

"..."

"Light and dark sides." The senior brother stretched out his hand toward Nan Feng.

Nanfeng didn't know what he should hand out for a moment.

Obviously the elder brother spoke Chinese, and I could understand every word, and even knew what he meant.

But Nanfeng just didn't know what he was going to do next.

"Big Brother should be talking about shadows and highlights." Curry Sauce guessed.

Although she doesn't know how to draw, she still knows a little bit about makeup.

Wanyu looked enviously in the direction of the curry sauce, then turned around and looked at Zhan Bo and Zi Qiao resentfully.

Zi Qiao also looked shocked at this time: "That's right, there is a makeup bonus for those who study art!"

No wonder the girls he picked up before who were learning painting were completely different before and after makeup. After a long time, they didn't put makeup on their own faces, but painted on their own faces.

In fact, it’s normal if you think about it carefully. Makeup is nothing more than color, lines and proportions, and these are just the basic skills of art students.

Letting a painter of Senior Brother's level do the makeup is really a dimensionality reduction blow.

At this time, Zhan Bo was applying eyeliner to Wan Yu. His already trembling hands started to tremble even more when Wan Yu stared at him so resentfully.

"Wanyu... there should be no problem with the wavy eyeliner, right?" Zhan Bo asked.

Wanyu asked Zi Qiao expressionlessly: "What do you think of wavy eyeliner?"

Zi Qiao looked at the foundations of varying thicknesses on Wanyu's face, the messy shadows, and the wavy eyeliner drawn to her ears.

More than a hundred sets of different compliments flashed through his mind, but none of them came to use.

After all, none of the girls who could pass Zi Qiao's careful selection would have such a miserable level of makeup skills.

Dongshi was really happy to see this, and his mother cried for it.

Zi Qiao quickly shifted his gaze and looked ahead, unable to bear to look any further.

"It's very, very good. This makeup is good because... it's good because it's unique. It's definitely on a level that has never been done before or since."

[In the inner world, Zi Qiao looked up to the sky and sighed: I have told countless lies in my life, but this lie is definitely the first one that made me feel guilty. 】

[Zhanbo, I really belong to you! 】

…

With the makeup skills of the senior brother and Zhan Bo improving day by day, unless Zi Qiao and the others try another dirty trick, the result of the beauty test will basically be finalized.

It's just that it's enough to do things like frame-up once within the limits encouraged by the rules. It would be too low if you only want to hold back the opponent every time you are tested.

So even the most shameless Zi Qiao just carried the makeup box obediently without making any unnecessary moves.

At first, he gave Zhan Bo a lot of advice based on his appreciation of beauties, but when Zhan Bo turned Wanyu into a look that even gods couldn't save at every step, Zi Qiao said no more. .

Talking too much brings tears to my eyes.

Don't get me wrong, these tears are not his, he is just afraid that Wanyu will shed tears later.

The six of them were putting on their makeup while walking like this. They never expected that they could catch up with Zeng Xiaoxian, who started first, even though they were walking so slowly.

"Teacher Zeng, you are too vain!"

Zi Qiao looked at the panting Zeng Xiaoxian with despair in his eyes. He was still counting on Xiaoxian to improve their team's average time to win this physical test.

As a result, the endurance of this unsatisfactory thing was actually worse than I imagined.

Sheshan is just a hill less than 100 meters high. No matter how long the climbing road is, how far can it go?

"Urgent, what's the rush..." Xiaoxian gasped and pointed to the top of the mountain, "Guan Gu's wheelchair has drifted up a long time ago. What's the use of rushing up as fast as we can?"

Nanfeng explained: "You probably haven't had time to read the message that Meijia sent to the group. Guangu's use of a high-tech wheelchair is illegal, but since he has inconvenient legs and feet, he really can't climb up, so Guangu's summit time is not included. Enter the total score.

"That is to say, as long as the average time of the four of you is faster than the average time of the three of us, you will win the physical test."

Zeng Xiaoxian lowered his head and waved his hands repeatedly: "But I really can't climb anymore... Are we, are we almost at the top?"

"Teacher Zeng, we have just reached the halfway point of the mountain."

Wanyu's words made Zeng Xiaoxian almost despair. He raised his head and looked at Wanyu, but was so frightened that his legs and feet softened and he fell down.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this!"

Xiaoxian's exclamation made Wanyu, who was already in a bad mood, even more depressed.

Zhan Bo quickly helped Teacher Zeng up, whispered in his ear and explained: "Teacher Zeng, this is Wanyu."

"Nonsense, how could Wanyu look like this?"

Zeng Xiaoxian moved slowly with Zhan Bo's support. He was mentally prepared to look directly at the ugly makeup again, and he really saw a bit of Wanyu's shadow on this monster's face.

Zeng Xiaoxian called tentatively: "Wanyu?"

"Well..." Wan Yu responded angrily.

"Ha." Zeng Xiaoxian pointed at Wanyu, looking like he wanted to laugh but was holding back his laughter.

He pushed Zi Qiao: "Did you draw this dominatrix?"

Zi Qiao also waved his hands repeatedly with a suppressed smile on his face.

"That's what you drew, Zhan Bo." Xiaoxian put his arm around Zhan Bo's shoulders, "You boy, I really belong to you."

Xiaoxian pointed at Wanyu and immediately covered his eyes.

Reason told him that he should say nothing or do nothing now. Pretending not to see it and moving forward was the best choice, but the bitch's instinct and desire to die drove him to say something.

In the end, instinct defeated reason. Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't help but slap his legs and laugh: "Look at their curry sauce, and then look at Wanyu...

"Hahahahaha..."

“Why does this blush look like it was punched by someone and caused bleeding under the skin?

“Paired with this foundation and shadow, it’s really like one red, one white, and one black.

"Huh……

"This is simply a female ghost who was punched to death by someone before she was alive!"

Zeng Xiaoxian patted Zhan Bo, who was about to cry, and continued to laugh while holding his stomach: "And...and this lipstick.

"Oh my God, this lipstick looks like a female Rakshasa who just gave birth to a baby and hasn't wiped her mouth yet, especially when paired with her eyeshadow that is so black that it turns blue.

"This is exactly a man-eating female devil."

The more Zeng Xiaoxian laughed, the more he talked, and the more he talked, the more he laughed, until he burst into tears.

He completely ignored Ziqiao and Nanfeng's sympathetic glances and Curry Sauce's whisper to remind him to shut up. Xiaoxian wiped his tears and breathlessly smiled: "Wan, Wanyu, you are the one you are now. Dressing up for Halloween is obviously overkill.

"You should, you should just go and make a ghost movie. The next horror movie winner at the Oscars will be you...if those judges didn't see your makeup and be scared to death.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at everyone: "You, why don't you smile?"

"Hehehe..." The first person to laugh out loud was Wanyu. She looked at everyone and smiled sweetly, "Teacher Zeng is right, why don't you laugh? Isn't it funny?"

The three people from Nanfeng looked at Wanyu with the most innocent and flawless smile on her face like a yaksha Rakshasa. A chill spread directly from the spine upwards and penetrated into the heart like a poisonous snake.

Don't stay in this place of right and wrong for long, leave!

"Senior Brother, would it be better if Curry Sauce's makeup looked like this?" Nanfeng winked at Senior Brother desperately.

For the eldest brother, although the painting on Curry Sauce's face is only a semi-finished product, under such circumstances, there is no point in pursuing the pursuit of art.

The eldest brother knew that he spoke slowly, so he didn't even say anything at all, and just nodded repeatedly.

Nanfeng urged: "Then let's go up quickly, Guangu is still waiting for us."

The three of them looked at each other and ran towards the top of the mountain without even having time to say hello.

Seeing the three people from Nanfeng running away in a hurry, Zi Qiao also wanted to follow them and escape from this place.

"Hey, why are Nanfeng and the others walking so fast?" Zeng Xiaoxian was still in a state of shamelessness and didn't react at all.

【What did you say! 】

Zhan Bo and Zi Qiao looked full of resentment.

Wan Yu quickened her pace and stepped forward, patted Zhan Bo and Zi Qiao and asked, "Are we destined not to get these two points now?"

"Um."

"Then I have made such a big sacrifice, should you make it up to me?"

The two of them nodded in unison. In this state, Wan Yu, not to mention them, even Yifei could only nod and agree to all her requests in person.

"Please tell me, Heroine, if there is anything we can do to make up for it, we will do it."

"My request is simple."

Wan Yu pointed at Zeng Xiaoxian angrily: "Whatever the hell my face looks like now, you two can paint his face like that.

"I'm going to post a photo of this bastard with makeup on at the entrance of the love apartment!"

"Okay!" Zi Qiao and Zhan Bo replied in a very rude manner.

Zeng Xiaoxian turned around to run away, but with his weak body, which was seriously lacking in stamina, how could he avoid the joint capture of two strong men, Zhan Bo and Zi Qiao.

"Teacher Zeng, you always have to pay the price for being mean."

Zi Qiao said with a smile: "Originally, I was worried about who Wan Yu would unleash his anger on in the end, but you rushed to block the muzzle. You are really our good brother."

Zhanbo also said with relief: "Teacher Zeng, we will never forget your great sacrifice. Today next year will be the first anniversary of your death. We will mourn for you then."

Zeng Xiaoxian was restrained by the two of them and could only watch Wanyu taking out the foundation from the makeup box and approaching him step by step with a ferocious face.

"Wanyu, Wanyu, I was wrong. I will never be a bitch again. Give me a chance."

"No!"

…

At the top of Sheshan Mountain, the five Nanfeng people waited eagerly for the remaining four people to reach the top.

Wanyu walked in the front, jumping and humming all the way.

Happiness comes from comparison. When she was the only one transformed into a ghost, Wanyu instantly felt that she was the most unfortunate little pitiful person in the world.

But once there is a companion behind her who is even uglier than her own, Wanyu can immediately resurrect with full health and become that quirky little girl like a deer in the forest.

The only flaw is that Teacher Zeng seems to be happier than her.

"I am smiling triumphantly, smiling triumphantly..." Zeng Xiaoxian, who came to the top of the mountain, made a grand appearance with Michael Jackson's dance.

Although Xiaoxian dances very enthusiastically, he really has no athletic talent. Compared with Xiaoxian's funny dance moves, even his eyebrow dance looks so good.

Zeng Xiaoxian stood on the spot and pointed his sword finger at Nanfeng through the air: "Nanfeng son, since you have challenged me, the best in the world, today, regardless of life and death, I, Chen Moumou, will accompany you to the end!"

"Chen Moumou, you are getting old and it is time to step down from your position as number one in the world. Today I will let you, an old man, know that the martial arts world now belongs to our young people!"

Nan Feng responded unceremoniously, then covered his mouth and asked Zhan Bo and Zi Qiao in a low voice: "What is this guy so crazy about in broad daylight?"

For you to simply accept the setting and play with him remotely, it seems that you are not seriously ill.

Zi Qiao complained in his heart, but still explained: "What else could it be? Just let yourself go.

"A grown man is about to die after being put on some makeup. He is crying and howling over there saying that he is a public figure. How can he behave like this when fans see him?"

Zi Qiao looked remorseful: "I thought he was too noisy, so I said one more thing. With your appearance now, no one would know that you are Zeng Xiaoxian.

"He thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed the truth... and then he started to behave like a demon from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain."

Curry Sauce understood: "This is what the so-called shameful person is Chen. What does it have to do with me, Zeng Xiaoxian?"

"It seems that what my sister said is right. Teacher Zeng is really a psychopath as a host." Zhan Bo looked at someone else for the first time with a trace of pity in his eyes.

Guan Gu said disapprovingly: "Although Teacher Zeng usually behaves meanly to acquaintances, he actually has to maintain his image when buying food outside. It's good to let him release it."

Meijia ignored Zeng Xiaoxian who was going crazy, and just said to Wanyu and the others: "Now that the situation is right, I shouldn't need to announce the winners of the physical test and the beauty test, right?"

Wan Yu and Zi Qiao nodded gloomily.

Who would have thought that they, who had won the first place, would be chased by the senior team for three points in just one afternoon, directly forcing them to match point.

Wanyu was only depressed because she went all the way to the top of the mountain wearing such ugly makeup, but in the end she didn't even get a single point.

But for Zi Qiao, the score of 1 to 3 in front of him was a bolt from the blue. As long as he lost one more point, he would have to give up his title of Little White Dragon in the Wave to his senior brother.

If word of this spreads, how can I still hang out in the world?

Not to mention that the scene of Eldest Brother teasing Meijia is still flashing back in Zi Qiao's mind. If he loses the title of Little White Dragon in Langli to him today, he doesn't know what he will lose to him tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Zi Qiao suddenly felt that the cheers from the senior brother's side were a little too noisy.

"Should we stay in the mountains for a while or go home? Yifei is still waiting for us in the apartment." Meijia asked everyone.

It didn't matter to Nanfeng. They had also visited the scenery on the top of the mountain while waiting for Wan Yu and others to come up.

Although Zi Qiao and the others had just climbed to the top, Wan Yu only wanted to go back to remove her makeup. Zi Qiao glanced at the top of Sheshan Mountain and found that there were no beautiful girls on it and she was not interested in staying any longer.

As for Zhan Bo, of course he took Wan Yu's opinion first.

The eight people who had reached a consensus now only had to face one last question.

"Does any of you have a way to get Teacher Zeng to accompany us down the mountain quietly?"

Zi Qiao pointed at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was yelling to vent his emotions: "We have endured half the mountain road, and we really can't bear it anymore."

"Isn't this simple?"

Nan Feng snapped his fingers, and he found a tourist and the two of them whispered something.

The tourist immediately ran to Zeng Xiaoxian. Before the two of them had even exchanged a few words, Zeng Xiaoxian immediately covered his face and ran down the mountain.

"How did you do this?" Wan Yu asked in surprise.

Nanfeng smiled proudly: "I found a tourist who was very annoyed by his shouting, and asked him to pretend to be a fan of the Pickle Club and tell Xiaoxian that he recognized Xiaoxian from the voice. Can the two of them do it now? Send a group photo to the group.

"For someone who cares about public image as much as Xiaoxian, of course he will run as far as he can."

Everyone gave Nanfeng a thumbs up.

…

When everyone returned to the love apartment, Wan Yu and Xiao Xian immediately covered their faces and rushed into 3601 to remove their makeup. Nan Feng, who was a little germaphobic, also planned to go back and change clothes.

By the time he arrived at the door of 3603, most of the cardboard boxes in the corridor were missing, and a ringing sound like silver bells kept coming from his ears.

The sound was very light and soft, like a wind chime hanging within an inch of the water.

When the breeze blows, no matter how gentle the sound of the wind chime is, it can create ripples on the lake of the heart.

Nanfeng could no longer tell whether the ripples in his heart were due to the sound like a wind chime, or whether it was because of the familiar and scary sounds of breathing and heartbeat mixed in with the sound.

Nanfeng looked at the figures struggling to carry two or three cartons and sighed helplessly.

"Do you need help?"

"What do you think?"

Yu Mo put down the carton, turned around and looked at him with his head tilted.

The two looked at each other silently, only the wind chimes at the door of 3604 gently embraced the breeze, causing ripples in invisible places.

I'm coming

Two chapters in one, more than 6,300 words. Most of today’s time was spent in the car playing music and playing music. For me who have not saved manuscripts, it was simply a challenge.

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