Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Yumo and Ziqiao argued back and forth throughout the whole process. The views expressed by these two experts with rich insights in emotions cannot be said to be exactly the same, but can only be said to be completely different.

This is not because they are arguing with each other, but because they have very different views on love.

Yumo longs for a stable and long-term relationship as soon as possible. She is good at finding the right person, and then formulating strategies based on his unique personality, and when the time is right, she will go straight to the big A.

Ziqiao still believes in short-term fast-food love. He does not have so much time to deeply understand the unique personality of each girl, so he can only start from their common characteristics.

And in the process of picking up girls, always remember to hide yourself, and be sure to be able to attack and defend.

Regardless of who is right or wrong in their views on love and combat strategies, Yumo's ideas are indeed more suitable for Zhanbo and Wanyu.

But Yumo's problem is that she is a person with high emotional intelligence. Her combat strategy focuses on responding to the core principles and adapting to changes.

For example, Yumo explains the principles of calculus to you, and then asks you to take the final exam in advanced mathematics.

Formula?

You know the principles, but can't you deduce the formula after seeing the questions?

Ziqiao, who also has a high emotional intelligence, has always been a good teacher in this regard. Whether it is the previous transformation of Xiannan, the blind date of the senior brother, or now teaching Zhanbo to confess his love to Wanyu, he is teaching the other party what to do step by step.

Ziqiao knows that Zhanbo is an emotional idiot, a rookie among rookies, so although the method he gave is low-level, it is easy for Zhanbo to understand and operate.

The most important thing is that even if he fails, Zhanbo still has the opportunity to make up for it and start over.

So now one of them dislikes the other's point of view is wrong and is just copying and pasting; the other thinks that the other is too idealistic and romantic, and has no practicality at all.

If the two of them argue to this extent at ordinary times, even if they are not convinced in their hearts, it is likely that one of them will take a step back and let it go.

At worst, after the anger subsides, everyone will have another discussion.

But today is an important moment for Zhanbo to confess to Wanyu. They both think that the other party is misleading the students. As a result, of course, no one is willing to give in and must argue to find a winner.

This is not only for their own face and the correctness of their ideas, but more importantly for Zhanbo's lifelong event.

It can only be said that the two of them really love Zhanbo.

However, Ziqiao and Yumo are arguing fiercely, and Zhanbo is not feeling well now.

His battle plan has not yet started, and his two most capable military advisors have already quarreled, but he, the lord, has no opinion.

Zhanbo just listened to Ziqiao's words and felt that they made sense, and he also benefited a lot after listening to Yumo's words.

Then he put the two people's views together and summarized them.

Hey, what do you think?

Completely opposite.

Zhanbo is not good at these things, but his learning ability is first-class.

So the two completely different views and opinions of Ziqiao and Yumo were mixed together by him and absorbed at the same time.

At this moment, Zhanbo couldn't help but ask: Who said that love is simpler than mathematics?

Mathematics has formulas and theorems, one is one, two is two, but in terms of love, there are two completely different views, both of which sound reasonable.

Which formula should he use to solve the problem? ! !

The genius Zhanbo was completely confused.

Zhanbo, whose brain was almost shut down, could only look at Yifei for help: "Who should I listen to now?"

"Uh..."

Yifei, who watched the whole game, groaned: "Since they both have their own reasons, no one can convince the other.

"Then Zhanbo, why don't you... listen to me?"

"Ah? ! ! "

Zhanbo was shocked and his face turned pale.

If you listen to your elder sister about love, isn't that just courting death?

None of the couples she helped to match up have ever been successful!

Zhanbo swallowed his saliva in fear. He was just about to say that you don't need to worry about such things, but Yifei came over excitedly.

She clapped her hands excitedly and said to herself: "Actually, I have a lot of experience in chasing girls. Zhanbo, listen to me. Let's have a romantic candlelight dinner first..."

"No candlelight dinner!!!"

Everyone present shouted in unison.

They couldn't understand why Yifei was so obsessed with candlelight dinners.

After so many years, isn't there any new trick?

Yumo didn't dare to quarrel anymore. She hurriedly said to Yifei: "Be good and listen. You just watch the battle honestly by the side today, and come out to celebrate after Zhanbo successfully confesses his love. "

Zhanbo nodded his head like crazy, fearing that his elder sister would insist on her own way.

If she went crazy, Youyou would only be ranked second.

Yumo was afraid that Yifei would become stubborn, so she quickly stood up and put her arm around Yifei's shoulders and said, "Yifei, I know you want to help Zhanbo.

"But the biggest help you can give Zhanbo with your record now is not to help."

Yifei curled her lips when she heard it.

At this time, Curry Sauce also echoed, "Sister Yifei, you must not use Zhanbo's lifelong event to challenge your matchmaker's law."

"That's right."

Xiaoxian also stepped forward nervously: "Yifei, the only ideas you can come up with are all kinds of candlelight dinners, and the three waves ~ mantra that are decades behind the times.

"You already asked Zhanbo to try these two things when Wanyu first moved in. If you don't have any better ideas, then just stay there like us."

"cut."

Yifei twisted her mouth in dissatisfaction, but did not continue to have her own way.

Although I am a staunch materialist warrior and never believe in the matchmaker's law that everyone talks about, I am not afraid of 10,000 just in case. This is a lifelong event for Zhanbo, and there is really no room for any mistakes.

She raised her eyes and looked at Zi Qiao and Yu Mo: "Since you won't let Zhan Bo listen to me, you have to tell me who you want him to listen to first, right?"

"Listen to him/her."

Yu Mo and Zi Qiao said in unison.

The fact that Yifei suddenly wanted to come up with an idea scared them all away from the desire to argue. The most important thing was that the two of them had reacted now.

No matter how bad the opponent's level is, it is still better than letting Yifei come up.

Zi Qiao and Yu Mo pushed me, and I pushed you. In the end, Zi Qiao was responsible for teaching Zhan Bo.

Just as Zi Qiao was teaching Zhan Bo everything, Mei Jia opened the door and jumped in.

"Ah, I've been looking for you for a long time, and it turns out you are all here."

Meijia greeted everyone with a smile, and it seemed that the matter of missing the coat was over for her.

"Is everyone free? Come and do me a favor. I need to move the flowers!"

Zi Qiao suddenly became excited: "The class beauty? Where did the class beauty come from? I like the class beauty the most!"

As he spoke, he ran out the door impatiently, which surprised Meijia.

When did this guy become so active in his work?

Upon seeing this, Yifei mocked disdainfully: "Looking at how anxious this guy is, isn't he worried that he is meeting the top class beauty from Spring Flower Kindergarten?"

After listening to Yifei's words, Meijia realized why Ziqiao was so excited.

"Oh, I'm talking about moving flowers, roses."

"Moving roses?"

Everyone looked at each other with confusion and curiosity on their faces.

…

Fifteen minutes later, everyone worked together to move all two thousand roses into 3602.

A sense of beauty

He exclaimed: "It's really spectacular."

"Yeah, how can thousands of roses not be spectacular?"

Yu Mo pointed at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was lying half-dead on the sofa, covered his mouth and snickered: "Look, Meijia, Teacher Zeng almost died heroically for your roses."

Meijia shrugged and told the truth: "With Teacher Zeng's endurance, he would have died heroically even if he just went downstairs to get a takeaway."

Zeng Xiaoxian rolled his eyes expressionlessly.

Curry Sauce couldn't help but ask: "Sister Meijia, what are you planning to do?"

"Good question."

Meijia immediately smiled and said to everyone: "This is my newly researched way to get rich!"

"cut."

Zi Qiao snorted: "I've never seen a nymphomaniac get rich."

Meijia smiled and replied: "I don't know if a nympho can get rich, but an idle young master like you will never escape poverty."

She ignored the furious Zi Qiao and continued to tell everyone about her Valentine's Day business plan.

"This Valentine's Day, I'm going to sell all these flowers.

“When I purchased them, they cost two yuan each, and tonight I sold them for at least twenty yuan.

"I have two thousand roses here, so if you think about it...

"One seven makes seven, two seven forty-eight, Women's Day on March 8, Labor Day on May 1st..."

Before Meijia finished reciting her multiplication table, Yifei couldn't help but said: "Earning 40,000 from four thousand, this is a huge profit."

Xiaoxian also lay on the sofa and criticized weakly: "This is the ugly face of capitalists."

The kind-hearted Zhanbo asked with concern: "Meijia, are you really going to buy flowers tonight?"

"It's hard work."

"Hard work makes you rich."

When Meijia thought that she could make 40,000 yuan tonight, her whole face lit up with joy: "I have already found an excellent street stall, and these flowers will definitely be sold out."

Zi Qiao raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said in a disgraceful way: "Just dream, if you can't sell even one flower, I think you can still laugh."

"How is that possible?"

Meijia vowed: "Every man who falls in love will buy a rose on Valentine's Day. This is market demand."

"This is not a real market, it is a federation of victims!"

Ziqiao transformed into a messenger of justice and strongly complained about this extravagant trend: "A flower usually cost two yuan, but today it costs twenty; a meal of two hundred yuan costs two thousand today.

"It looks like good value for money, but in fact it's all just a cloud. This is how the bubble economy and the dog-licking economy come about."

After Meijia listened to Zi Qiao's words, she blinked her big, watery eyes at Zi Qiao and said delicately: "Ziqiao, it turns out you have such an economic vision."

"Reward, reward, reward."

Zi Qiao shamelessly praised himself: "Actually, I have always been a scholar with unique insights into the real economy."

"I'll spray you to death with a mouthful of salt soda!"

Meijia angrily said to Zi Qiao, who kept pouring cold water on her: "Since you are so financially visionary, why are you still so poor?

"I think you are just jealous. You are jealous that I have a talent for making money and a unique vision that you don't have!"

"Me? Jealous of you?"

"I'm afraid you'll lose money, my aunt!"

Zi Qiao said half sincerely and half sarcastically: "Mei Jia, I advise you to return all these flowers, otherwise what if they can't be sold after twelve o'clock?"

Mei Jia crossed her arms and said confidently: "Don't worry, old man, I will definitely sell them all before twelve o'clock, and use practical actions to give you, a shit scholar, a loud slap in the face!"

"You want to challenge me too?"

Zi Qiao, who was already angry with Yu Mo, immediately said: "What's the saying?"

"If you don't listen to the old man...die in front of me!"

Mei Jia also said without giving in: "Want to bet? Let's bet one million, okay?

"Oh, I forgot that you, an economist, are a pauper!"

Zi Qiao immediately gave Mei Jia a thumbs up in exasperation: "Very good."

"Chen Mei Jia, since you are so stubborn, let's do something big.

"Today we will make the ultimate bet in the martial arts world: the Tathagata Palm!"

"The Tathagata Palm?"

Mei Jia was stunned. For a moment, she didn't expect Zi Qiao to bet so big this time.

"The Tathagata Palm?"

The rest of the people looked up at the sky in confusion.

Is this Tathagata Palm the kind of palm technique that they thought would fall from the sky?

Here it comes