Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

"I emphasize again, this is not what I taught Zhanbo."

Yu Mo said with a bitter face: "I did say that girls like humorous boys, but what Zhanbo did just now, humor is just 'crazy'."

Everyone nodded, they agreed with Yu Mo's statement.

Let alone Wan Yu was already sitting on the chair, Zhanbo had to call her up to sit again, this behavior is really unnecessary.

As a result, the chair broke, Wan Yu also fell, and Zhanbo was still laughing over there?

Zhanbo, Zhanbo, did you misunderstand the four words "humorous".

You are told to be humorous, not to stand aside and make sarcastic remarks!

And didn't we already agree to do it according to Ziqiao's teaching, why did Zhanbo turn to what Yu Mo said?

I'm afraid he has already learned it wrong.

At this moment, Yifei was sitting there with her head down, sighing and muttering over and over again: "It's over, it's all over now!"

In fact, she had thought that Zhanbo would mess up, but she really didn't expect that Zhanbo had already pissed off Wanyu before they even started eating.

The most outrageous thing was that this silly kid was still complacent over there.

Yifei felt that her great expectations for Zhanbo to expand and revitalize the family had become distant again.

……

3601, Wanyu was eating, and she was still angry and didn't even want to look at Zhanbo.

Zhanbo was still immersed in the joy of Wanyu saying that she was about to fall in love with him, and the whole person became more and more confused.

The excited Zhanbo decided to strike while the iron was hot and continue to attack Wanyu.

Ziqiao said that after Wanyu sat down, what was the next step?

Oh, pretend to be melancholy, pretend to be deep.

Thinking of this, he began to perform the melancholy look that Ziqiao had taught him before.

Zhanbo gently lifted his chin with his charming orchid finger, staring at Wanyu with his eyes wide open like a cross-eyed cock.

However, Wanyu was still angry with Zhanbo at this time. She buried her head in eating, with only her bowl and the dishes on the table in her eyes, and did not notice Zhanbo's strange look at this time.

Zhanbo saw that Wanyu did not seem to see him, so he pretended to sigh very melancholy.

"Alas!"

Wanyu heard the voice but did not turn her head to look at Zhanbo, but continued to eat the stuffed tofu she had just picked up.

Zhanbo waited quietly for a moment, and seeing that Wanyu was still eating, he thought that his sigh was too soft and Wanyu did not hear it.

So Zhanbo sighed again: "Alas!!"

Wanyu paused with the chopsticks picking up the shrimp paste, and continued to ignore Zhanbo.

After a while, Zhanbo sighed heavily for the third time.

"Alas!!!"

This time Wanyu finally reacted.

"Zhanbo, what are you doing!"

Wanyu put down her bowl and chopsticks, she looked up angrily, staring at Zhanbo with great dissatisfaction: "I picked up a piece of meat and you sighed! Pick up a piece of meat and you sighed!

"What do you mean, do you think I'm too fat and I can only eat tofu?"

"No, it's not like that."

Zhanbo was panicked when he heard Wanyu's accusation. He waved his hands and explained helplessly: "No, Wanyu, I really don't mean that."

Wanyu snorted, but still believed what Zhanbo said in her heart: "Then what are you doing like this?"

Zhanbo frowned, he forced himself to look sad and depressed: "I just feel very depressed today."

"You are depressed?"

Wanyu opened her mouth in surprise.

After a while, she said sullenly: "Didn't you think you were very humorous just now, why are you depressed now? "

"Uh..."

Zhanbo saw that Wanyu didn't seem to be interested in his melancholy, so he returned to his normal state.

He asked weakly: "Wanyu, do you know what day it is today?"

It would have been fine if Zhanbo didn't ask this question, but Wanyu's mood became worse after asking this question.

She complained: "Damn Valentine's Day, what other day could it be."

"Damn Valentine's Day? "

Wan Yu sighed.

[In her inner world, Wan Yu explained reluctantly.]

[That's right, today is Sunday, and the editor-in-chief asked me to fly to Hong Kong for an interview in the evening.]

[It's because of this damn Valentine's Day that Causeway Bay is going to hold a Valentine's Day celebrity bun-eating competition.]

[Wait, since it's Causeway Bay, why not hold a Valentine's Day celebrity dorayaki eating competition?]

Wan Yu glanced at Zhan Bo. She was in a bad mood and didn't bother to explain so much to Zhan Bo.

I had originally wanted to tell Zhan Bo some good news during dinner, but after what he did, I suddenly didn't feel like telling him.

Wan Yu responded casually: "Yeah, I haven't decided where to go in the evening yet."

[I hope that damn event will be cancelled temporarily, so I don't have to fly to Hong Kong!]

Zhan Bo was delighted when he heard Wan Yu's answer. He pretended to be calm and said: "What a coincidence, I haven't decided where to go in the evening either."

"Oh."

Wan Yu nodded dully: "What about the others? "

"Meijia is going to sell roses tonight, and the others... they all seem to have things to do tonight."

"Huh?"

Wan Yu wondered, "Except for Guan Gu and You You, the rest of the people in the apartment are a group of single young people. Do they all have things to do tonight?"

Zhanbo nodded heavily: "Yes, they are all very busy tonight."

[Everyone is indeed very busy tonight, but they are busy with things like setting up the confession venue. 】

"Oh, I understand."

After listening to Zhanbo's words, Wanyu seemed to understand Zhanbo's melancholy and mischievous behavior just now.

Today is the romantic Valentine's Day, but everyone is not in the apartment. Maybe Zhanbo is the only one left tonight.

As the most idle person on this Valentine's Day, Zhanbo would be depressed, and it seems reasonable to do some mischief.

However, understanding is understanding, which does not mean that Wanyu's anger has disappeared.

Wanyu, who was secretly sulking in her heart, originally planned not to talk to Zhanbo all day, but since the conversation box had been opened just now, she simply continued to ask.

"Why did Meijia go to sell roses?"

"Oh, it's like this..."

Zhanbo omitted the coat and necklace, and focused on describing the "Rulai God Palm" bet between Meijia and Ziqiao.

After hearing what Zhanbo said, Wanyu's anger was mostly gone, and she smiled a little more.

"So that's how it is."

Her eyes lit up, and she had a great idea: "Zhanbo, what do you think? If Meijia can't sell all the roses before twelve o'clock, I will buy all the remaining flowers at the original price, and let Meijia share half of my Tathagata Palm. It should be okay, right?"

"Uh... it doesn't seem to be a big problem."

Zhanbo was stunned when he heard it. He suddenly felt that it seemed much more difficult for Ziqiao to win Meijia than Ziqiao thought.

After all, there were not many other things in the apartment, and there were many people who wanted to slap Ziqiao.

What if these people knew about the bet between Ziqiao and Meijia...

Zhanbo trembled, the picture was so beautiful that he didn't even dare to think about it.

When Wanyu heard Zhanbo's answer, her eyes suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance.

But when she remembered that she would probably fly to Hong Kong tonight and would not be able to participate in the bet of the Buddha Palm, she sighed: "What a pity."

"What a pity?"

Before Zhanbo asked Wanyu what she meant by "what a pity", Wanyu asked with sparkling eyes: "Zhanbo, have you seen the coat that Meijia has modified?"

When the word "coat" was mentioned, Zhanbo really had a melancholy temperament.

Although Ziqiao and Meijia both said that the coat incident was over and did not complain about him throughout the whole process, Zhanbo always believed that if he had not been too anxious and excited yesterday afternoon, or if he could explain it clearly to Meijia at the first time, Meijia would not have lost the coat she liked.

"Zhanbo? Zhanbo?"

Wanyu's little girl personality said that she was still angry with Zhanbo, but in fact her anger had subsided.

She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Zhanbo, and Zhanbo came back to his senses.

"I have seen it, I have seen it."

Zhanbo laughed dryly: "I saw it when Meijia and Ziqiao were showing off yesterday afternoon."

"Really."

Wanyu smiled happily, her eyes wide open, and asked Zhanbo about his opinion on the coat with great expectation.

"Zhanbo, do you think Meijia's coat looks good after being altered?"

Zhanbo nodded: "It looks good, and it suits her very well."

"You think so too, don't you?"

Wanyu pointed at herself proudly: "This is the coat I designed and altered for Meijia. Meijia's handwork is really amazing, but I also contributed a lot to the design, right?"

"Yeah."

Zhanbo nodded like pounding garlic. Even if he had a low EQ, he knew that nodding hard was the right thing to do at this time.

Sure enough, Wanyu became happier and happier.

She couldn't help but say: "Actually, I liked that coat very much, but the actual effect after Meijia wore it really disappointed me.

"So magazine pictures are deceptive, clothes always look best on models. ”

“Hehe…”

Zhanbo smiled awkwardly and wiped the sweat from his forehead carefully.

Until this moment, he felt that he was right to exchange his coat for Ziqiao’s necklace.

Although the necklace is unlikely to arrive today on Valentine’s Day, zero points are better than negative points.

Wanyu continued: “Yesterday morning, I really couldn’t stand it, so Meijia and I made a big change to this coat, and we found that the effect was better than we expected.

“I suddenly found that I seemed to have found what I wanted to do.”

Zhanbo was stunned when he heard it.

“What did you say…?”

“I said I seemed to have found what I wanted to do.”

Wanyu’s face was full of joy, and blood and fire were burning in her eyes, and light and heat were bursting out.

“I have been working as a fashion editor for the past six months, commenting on other people’s works.

“Gradually, I found that I don’t want to comment on other people’s designs anymore. Why can’t I try it myself?

"Until yesterday when I helped Meijia redesign her coat and watched her walk around the apartment wearing that coat.

"At that moment, I felt a flash of lightning running through my body and soul, and I suddenly understood what I like."

At this moment, Zhanbo felt mixed emotions, and his head, which was already a little drunk, became even more dizzy: "You... like Meijia? ! ! "

"Of course not."

Wanyu smiled and said, "What I like is to let more people wear the clothes I design.

"Zhanbo, I want to learn fashion design by myself, and then apply for a fashion design college."

She looked straight at Zhanbo, her light brown eyes bright enough to be scary: "You are the first person to know about this, will you support me?"

Zhanbo did not answer, he just looked at Wanyu quietly.

He once again saw the eyes that fascinated him, firm, confident, persistent, and shining.

This bird that took the initiative to leave its warm nest for its dream and chose to wander aimlessly, she finally found the blue sky she longed for.

On the day when he was going to confess to her.

……

3602, everyone looked at each other in silence.

……

Zhanbo took a deep breath.

"Wanyu, I, I... Of course I will support you!"

He grinned, his face full of bright and warm smile: "I believe you will become the best fashion designer in the future."

Wanyu smiled, she hugged Zhanbo excitedly: "Great, I knew you would support me."

"Of course."

Zhanbo nodded heavily: "Of course."

Here it comes

Gezi promises that I really wrote a good ending

If this is not a good ending, Gezi would not have spent so much effort to write the growth line of the two people before.

You know, Gezi has seen people say that I have written 700 chapters and haven't finished the first season. Woohoo.