Love Apartment: The All-Around Comedian

But in Su Mingyang's eyes, it was even uglier than crying!

“These two are friends I met on the road, Wanyu and Mingyang,” Lu Zhanbo introduced.

"Hello, this is my younger brother."

As soon as Hu Yifei finished speaking, a hand suddenly reached out from the side; it was the man with the stern aura.

"Hello, I'm Zeng Xiaoxian."

Hu Yifei quickly slapped it away, looking displeased: "This is my enemy."

"Hello."

Su Mingyang and Lin Wanyu responded with smiles.

"How did you get here?" Hu Yifei asked curiously.

"Oh, we took the bus first, then Mingyang drove go-karts, and finally took a taxi to get here," Lin Wanyu said with a smile.

"Go-karting?" Hu Yifei looked at the handsome Su Mingyang, her mind a little blank. Did they even have that in China?

And he actually knows how to drive?

Zeng Xiaoxian was also completely bewildered, his small eyes sparkling with great confusion.

"Sis, it's a go-kart that looks like a tractor," Lu Zhanbo added.

"???" Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian exchanged a glance, even more confused.

"Uh, has the wedding started yet?" Su Mingyang changed the subject.

If those two knew he was speeding around in a tractor, they'd probably question their existence.

"We haven't even started yet, we've run into a little trouble," Zeng Xiaoxian said cautiously.

Hu Yifei immediately exploded: "It's all your fault! You ruined everything I carefully planned!"

"How can you blame me? It's not like I invited the priest!" Zeng Xiaoxian was speechless.

"Uh..." Hu Yifei guiltily tossed her hair.

Now it was Su Mingyang's turn to be dumbfounded.

He remembered that in the TV series, the priest had diarrhea, and then Lu Ziqiao pretended to be the officiant at the wedding.

Has the plot changed?

"What's going on, sis?" Lu Zhanbo asked, puzzled.

Zeng Xiaoxian, who was standing nearby, quickly explained.

So, this is what happened—

Hu Yifei discovered that the priest was missing. A staff member told her that she had diarrhea in the restroom, so she rushed into the men's restroom and immediately saw a man holding a priest's robe. This man was Lu Ziqiao. Hu Yifei mistook him for the priest and pulled him out.

Not long after, the real priest came out of the toilet and saw that Lu Ziqiao was wearing his clothes, so he quickly told him to take them off.

Hu Yifei saw this, went over to ask, and learned the truth of the matter.

Just then, the priest suddenly had an upset stomach again, apologized, and ran into the toilet.

Hu Yifei and Lü Ziqiao were left standing there, bewildered.

"If that's the case, then we won't get to see Lu Ziqiao's good show."

Su Mingyang thought to himself.

"Here, take your clothes back."

At this moment, a man with a playboy air walked over and handed Hu Yifei a priest's robe.

Su Mingyang recognized him as Lü Ziqiao.

Hu Yifei snatched the priest's robe from him and said angrily, "It's all your fault! You gave the priest laxatives, and now where am I supposed to find him?!"

"How can you blame me? I was just trying to be kind by giving him the medicine. Who would have thought his stomach was so weak?" Lu Ziqiao said helplessly.

He had originally planned to impersonate a priest and get a red envelope, but now that plan has completely fallen through.

"Sister Yifei, I think he'd be great as a priest. Let him go up and preside over the wedding to make amends."

Su Mingyang smiled, attempting to correct the altered plot.

Lu Ziqiao's eyes lit up, and he extended his hand to Su Mingyang, saying, "This brother truly has a discerning eye. I am Lu Ziqiao, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"My name is Su Mingyang."

Su Mingyang forced a smile.

In his heart, he thought to himself: You're overthinking it. I just want to see you make a fool of yourself.

In the original TV series, Lu Ziqiao's ridiculous actions and his heavily accented, rural English almost made him laugh so hard his back hurt.

"Him?" Hu Yifei chuckled. "I promised the bride he would have a perfect Western-style wedding and wanted the priest to officiate in English. I was just thinking of asking him to fix it, but guess what?"

Su Mingyang, Lin Wanyu, and the others exchanged glances and shook their heads.

Hu Yifei sneered: "I tested this guy's English a few times, and it turns out he can't even recognize all 26 letters of the alphabet. If he goes up to host like this, the bride will break up with me!"

"Pfft~" Lin Wanyu and Lu Zhanbo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Su Mingyang burst out laughing when he thought of Lü Ziqiao's self-created "Lü-style English," a fusion of Chinese and Western styles.

"It's not as exaggerated as you say!" Seeing everyone's reaction, Lu Ziqiao's face turned green, and he quickly denied it.

Chapter 6: My Appearance is Coming? (Seeking Flowers and Reviews)

　"Yifei, how about I go up and host?" Zeng Xiaoxian said timidly.

"You?" Hu Yifei looked him up and down, tilting her head to recall, "I remember your English wasn't much better than his, was it?"

"Uh, is it really necessary to host in English?"

Zeng Xiaoxian felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart. Although he had an exceptionally high level of education with master's degrees in both philosophy and history.

But my English is really not good!

"Are you the director or am I?" Hu Yifei glared at Zeng Xiaoxian. "Besides, I promised Erniu a perfect Western-style wedding. Do you want me to go back on my word?"

"Fine, fine, you decide." Zeng Xiaoxian had nothing more to say.

"Sis, who should host this?" Lu Zhanbo asked.

"I don't know either, so annoying!" Hu Yifei said helplessly. Then, a thought flashed through her mind, and she said happily, "Zhanbo, aren't you good at English? Why don't you host it?"

"Me?" Lu Zhanbo pointed at himself, his face drooping. "Sis, please spare me!"

"Okay, forget it then." Hu Yifei sighed, feeling like she'd messed up her head.

She knew her brother's personality all too well. If she let him go on stage, he probably wouldn't be able to say a word, and people would laugh at him.

“By the way, sis, I think Mingyang is a good candidate,” Lu Zhanbo suggested.

"Mingyang?" Hu Yifei turned to Su Mingyang with a puzzled look upon hearing this.

"Is Mingyang's English very good?" Lin Wanyu, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked.

Su Mingyang was completely bewildered, thinking to himself, "I just wanted to watch the show, how did I get dragged into this?"

“Yes, I think Mingyang’s spoken English is much better than mine. When we were waiting for a car at the airport, a beautiful foreign woman asked him for directions, and Mingyang answered her calmly in English,” Lu Zhanboshan explained.

Upon hearing this, Hu Yifei's eyes lit up when she saw Su Mingyang. She knew her brother never lied, and now they had someone to host the event!

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"You're not going to make me do it, are you? I admit my English is better than everyone here, but wedding MC? Forget it."

Su Mingyang quickly refused; he only wanted to watch the show and didn't want to be drafted.

His words caused everyone's faces to twitch.

You're being far too arrogant...

At this moment, a system notification sounded in Su Mingyang's mind.

"Ding! Mission issued: Please go on stage and use your talents to host the wedding, giving the newlyweds a perfect wedding. You will receive a random reward upon completion!"

"Hmm? The mission has been assigned."

Su Mingyang raised an eyebrow. "If that's the case, then let's do it."

Oh my god, it smells so good!

Just as he was about to speak, Hu Yifei spoke up: "Hey, Mingyang, you see, you're friends with my brother, right? And now you're friends with me too. Friends should help each other, right? How about this, if you help me with this, I can grant you one request!"

"Huh? Real or fake?"

Su Mingyang was stunned, then felt a surge of joy. Was this an unexpected gain?

"Of course it's true. You can ask around in this neighborhood. I, Hu Yifei, always keep my word!"

Hu Yifei raised her head and made a domineering promise.

Zeng Xiaoxian, standing nearby, felt a pang of embarrassment.

"Alright, since Sister Yifei has said so, I'll help her out."

Su Mingyang pretended to be reluctant.