Love Apartment: The All-Around Comedian

Su Mingyang was somewhat curious.

Aside from the sample bottle given to Chen Meijia, he hadn't seen Hu Yifei place any orders.

"Sigh, don't even mention it."

Speaking of this, Hu Yifei was very frustrated, "This stuff has been banned from import. They said it was found to have hallucinogenic effects. It's unbelievable."

Su Mingyang suddenly realized, "No wonder Guan Gu mistook this for liquor."

At this moment, Zeng Xiaoxian rushed over aggressively, shouting repeatedly, "Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her!"

It was baring its teeth and looking rather frightening.

Hu Yifei and the other three looked at each other in bewilderment.

Su Mingyang laughed and said, "Teacher Zeng, you wouldn't have...fallen in love at first sight with Yifei, would you?"

"screw you!"

Hu Yifei rolled her eyes at Zeng Xiaoxian.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, what's wrong? Tell me so I can cheer you up."

"Who else could it be but my telephone editor, Judy!"

Zeng Xiaoxian said with a dark face, "Her work performance has been getting more and more outrageous lately!"

Lu Zhanbo asked curiously, "What did she do?"

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the four of them and said mysteriously, "The night before last, I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly got a phone call. Guess who it was?"

Hu Yifei guessed, "Your phone editor."

"no!"

Zeng Xiaoxian said excitedly, "It's a beautiful columnist who writes under the pen name Meteor Bow. She promised to write my autobiography, about my romantic stories on the radio."

Su Mingyang laughed and said, "Great, Teacher Zeng, you're going to be famous! Your autographed photos should be selling like hotcakes now."

"Hehe, of course."

Zeng Xiaoxian blinked.

"What autographed photo?"

Lin Wanyu was curious.

Hu Yifei burst into laughter, "That Zeng Xiaoxian put his photo up for sale online; you'd think it was a funeral portrait!"

Lin Wanyu covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Pah! What funeral portrait! That's an artistic photo, okay?"

Zeng Xiaoxian rolled his eyes. "Sooner or later, people will be scrambling for these photos. My show's ratings have been getting better and better lately, and I'm becoming more and more famous. Plus, advertising companies are asking me if I'd like to be their spokesperson!"

Lin Wanyu smiled and asked, "What brand of watch, suit, or car?"

Zeng Xiaoxian raised an eyebrow at everyone and said smugly, "Night Fragrance."

Lin Wanyu looked bewildered: "What is this mosquito coil?"

Su Mingyang laughed and said, "It sounds like a chamber pot."

"Pfft, hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"What era is Mingyang living in? How could they possibly have chamber pots!"

A black line appeared on Zeng Xiaoxian's forehead. "Actually, it's a kind of sleeping pill, the blue bottle."

Hu Yifei then sat up straight and joked, "Dear friend, do you want to sleep forever? I suggest you listen to Zeng Xiaoxian's program, or take sixteen Night Fragrance sleeping pills. Night Fragrance sleeping pills, you'll know once you try them."

"Don't interrupt."

Zeng Xiaoxian waved his hand dismissively, "I was discussing my phone editing issue."

Hu Yifei realized, "That's right, your phone editor hasn't appeared yet!"

"It's coming, it's coming."

Zeng Xiaoxian continued his rambling, "Then... the columnist told me to record every day's show as an archive, so she could use it as material when she's deciding on my future."

"Then I told her that there was absolutely no need for that. The show is good because the audience supports me, and I'm just serving the people."

"Then she said, 'You're too modest. Among all these radio hosts, I'm the most marketable one she's ever seen.'"

"So she insisted that I record all the programs. I tried to refuse her in every way, but in the end I had no choice but to comply."

In the end, Zeng Xiaoxian clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, like a lucky cat.

Hu Yifei was getting impatient: "Your phone editor still hasn't shown up!"

"Don't rush, listen to me."

Zeng Xiaoxian offered a reassuring remark, then continued, "My phone editor actually did something that almost made me miss it."

Hu Yifei excitedly guessed:

She killed that… idiot columnist. Zeng Xiaoxian rolled his eyes in annoyance: “The relationships in the story are very complicated. If I were you, I would listen to the whole thing before giving my opinion.”

Hu Yifei nodded: "."

Zeng Xiaoxian's face turned ugly, and he continued:

So I told my assistant that every episode should be recorded and burned onto a CD, and she…

She didn't record it.

Hu Yifei immediately interrupted, excitedly guessing.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at her expressionlessly.

Hu Yifei suppressed her anxiety and said, "I'll listen, I won't interrupt."

"After she finished recording, I listened to it from beginning to end. The sound quality was very clear, so I asked her to take the CD and write the title and date on it."

"But she actually wrote the words on both sides, and she even used a ballpoint pen to carve them on! My CD is completely ruined!"

As Zeng Xiaoxian spoke, he pulled a CD from his bag and slammed it onto the table. "That's how it is."

Su Mingyang and the other three looked at each other, none of them saying a word.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the group and asked, "Don't you guys think my assistant is terrible?"

Hu Yifei shrugged: "Uh, what are you trying to say about the whole thing?"

"My assistant! She wrote on the back of the CD!"

Zeng Xiaoxian said excitedly.

What about the ones before that?

"What came before was just the groundwork."

""

Lu Zhanbo said helplessly, "Now I understand why Lord of the Rings was made into three parts: Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3."

Su Mingyang sighed, "Now I finally understand why Teacher Zeng's programs are so bad."

"Um"

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Su Mingyang and frowned, saying, "But Mingyang, you said my show was good back then."

Su Mingyang told the truth: "Okay, I admit I was just being polite when I said that to you."

"Ha, I knew it! Nobody listens to your show."

Hu Yifei smiled at Zeng Xiaoxian.

"impossible!"

Zeng Xiaoxian refused to believe it. "Mingyang, what you said back then was sincere. It couldn't have been just polite talk! I still remember you saying that my show was great, like spring flowers, and that watching it would make you forget all your troubles and worries."

"I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly, Teacher Zeng."

Su Mingyang was somewhat surprised and explained, "Note that I said it was very good. Teacher Zeng, do you think your program is meant to be watched?"

"What"

Zeng Xiaoxian opened his mouth wide, suddenly realizing what had happened, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning.

Seeing Zeng Xiaoxian's dejected appearance, Su Mingyang felt a little sorry for him: "Teacher Zeng, I think you should face reality. From your long, rambling speech just now, I know where the problem with your program lies, and that's that it's too verbose."

"I was just trying to explain things more clearly, was that wrong?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was somewhat unconvinced.

"Then why don't you start from the beginning of time, Professor Zeng?"

Su Mingyang curled his lip, "It's like writing a novel, you write tens of thousands of words without beginning or end, and the main character only has a dozen or so chapters."

Hu Yifei agreed, looking at Zeng Xiaoxian and saying, "Exactly... I've already put up with you for a long time. If you keep talking, I really want to break your legs!"

"Uh"

Zeng Xiaoxian felt a little guilty. "Okay, I know I was wrong."