Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 120: The Scumbag Lu Zhanbo?

Faced with Ziqiao's hopes, Xiaoxian and the other two were also at a loss.

Guan Gu and his senior brother can draw, Nan Feng can do sound effects, ventriloquism and magic, and can even pick a few instruments from his room to become a street musician in the subway.

If they can raise funds by performing arts on their own, then what can I do?

Should Zhanbo write code on the spot, or should Xiaoxian handle the emotional issues?

Ziqiao looked at Wanyu: "Wanyu, didn't you go to college at the New York Conservatory of Music? Guan Gu Nanfeng is an art student, and you are an art student too. Don't you have any ways to perform and make money?"

Wan Yu helplessly shrugged: "I did form a rock band and was the lead singer before, but a band can't just have a lead singer."

She looked at the three men and said, "I need at least a guitarist, a bassist, and a drummer. Can the three of you do it?"

The three waved their hands repeatedly, as they knew absolutely nothing about music.

"What should we do then?" Ziqiao sighed. "We can't just rely on our words to trick people into donating money, can we?"

Zhanbo offered a fairly good suggestion: "Wouldn't it be better if we prepared some small gifts or something to give to those who want to donate?"

Wan Yu and the others nodded: "That makes sense, but what kind of small gift should we prepare?"

Everyone fell into deep thought once again.

"I still have a few bottles of Shenbao and Shengong pills, how about..."

Although Ziqiao felt a little sorry for him, he was determined to win the competition.

"Please don't!"

The three were shocked and quickly tried to dissuade him.

Zeng Xiaoxian said with lingering fear, "You dare to give away your kidney tonic so carelessly? I took one last time and it took me three days to recover."

Upon hearing this, Wan Yu and Zhan Bo both stared at Zeng Xiaoxian's kidneys with gossipy eyes.

Zeng Xiaoxian blushed: "He gave me a bottle last time, so I had to take one to try its effects."

The result of trying the medicine was that Xiaoxian felt energetic for three whole days, and he took a cold shower four or five times a day on average.

In the end, Zeng Xiaoxian locked the entire bottle of kidney tonic in his drawer, and he probably won't have the courage to try it again until he loses his virginity.

"In short, Lu Ziqiao, quickly take back your dangerous idea. This isn't just a matter of whether the drug is effective or not," Zeng Xiaoxian warned seriously. "If you treat this thing as a small gift and someone has an allergic reaction and gets sick from taking it, we'll all have to go in with you."

Seeing the three of them looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Ziqiao thought for a moment and realized that he really didn't need to take such a big risk for the sake of winning or losing a match.

The entire competition is worth seven points. What difference would it make if we let them have one point? At most, Nanfeng would just make a few sarcastic remarks.

What a joke! You've already accepted your godfather, why would you care if he nags a little more?

Just as the group was still thinking about what to give as a gift, Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly slapped his thigh and came up with a small gift that was risk-free and highly profitable.

"I've got it! We can send you my autographed photos. If you're quick enough, you can get as many as you want."

The remaining three looked at each other, and Wan Yuqian smiled and said, "Teacher Zeng... how about we discuss again whether or not we can send Qiao's kidney tonic and divine power pills?"

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean by this?!"

Zeng Xiaoxian knew they were disgusted by his autographed photo, and immediately retorted, "I'm a TV host now, and my autographed photo will definitely appreciate in value in the future. Giving it away now would be a loss for me, okay?"

"Yes, yes, that's why we don't want you to lose money, Teacher Zeng," Zhanbo said with a sheepish smile.

[In their inner world, Ziqiao, Wanyu, and Zhanbo looked at the autographed photo of Zeng Xiaoxian in their hands.]

[In the photo, Zeng Xiaoxian strikes an extremely flamboyant pose, his eyes slightly narrowed, seemingly captivated by his own stunning good looks.]

[Zhanbo quipped: I bet Teacher Zeng imagined himself as Tony Leung when he took this photo, but unfortunately, the final result looks exactly like Eric Tsang.]

[Wanyu held the photo in one hand and covered her eyes with the other: "My home has an album full of autographed photos of different celebrities, but none of them are as eye-catching as Teacher Zeng."]

[Ziqiao didn't say a word, but after glancing at Zeng Xiaoxian's autographed photo, he couldn't help but gag: Ugh...]

The three of them finally couldn't stand it anymore and threw Zeng Xiaoxian's autographed photo on the ground. Before leaving, each of them stepped on the photo.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at these hypocritical guys in front of him and felt annoyed, but he just thought that when he became famous, he would never give them autographs even if they begged him for them.

snort!

"This won't work, that won't work, so what should we do?"

Zeng Xiaoxian complained, "I can't really just set up a stall in the university town and offer free relationship advice, can I?"

"This is actually quite good."

Seeing that everyone had discussed for a long time without finding a useful solution, Ziqiao decided to try any method they could come up with.

Anyway, the worst that can happen is that we lose.

Although a great man is born between heaven and earth, how can he live a life of subservience for long... but enduring it once or twice is not considered living a life of subservience for long.

Ziqiao immediately said, "A small gift or emotional counseling is fine, Wanyu, if you're willing, you can go up there and sing a couple of lines of rock music."

"It's always good to try every possible method."

"Now everyone hurry upstairs and make sure we have everything we need... whatever you think is useful, bring it along."

"If we dawdle any longer, Nanfeng and the others will be setting off soon, and then we'll lose the initiative."

Zeng Xiaoxian raised an eyebrow and asked cheekily, "What about my autographed photo...?"

"Bring them too, bring as many as you want!" Ziqiao's forehead veins throbbed, but he still gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay."

……

"Teacher Zeng, right? I have a relationship problem I'd like to consult with you about."

A pretty girl wearing sunglasses straightened her skirt and sat down in the "Charity Help Group" that Ziqiao and the others had made up with a large banner and simple chairs.

Seeing that Zeng Xiaoxian's emotional counseling service, which had been vacant since the stall was set up, was finally open for business, Ziqiao and the others excitedly watched from the side.

Zeng Xiaoxian shook his head greasyly and said his usual lines: "I am a good man, I am Zeng Xiaoxian."

"How can I help you?"

The woman in sunglasses sighed, her voice filled with sorrow, "It's like this, I recently discovered I'm infertile, but my boyfriend doesn't know yet. What do you think, should I tell him?"

"Of course we should tell him," Zeng Xiaoxian said righteously. "The most important thing between couples is to be open and honest about anything that can affect their relationship."

"Your fertility is a private matter when you are single, but once you are in a relationship, this private matter becomes an issue that both of you need to face."

"If you want to get married to him, you'll have to face this issue sooner or later, and the sooner the better."

"If you have any disagreements on this matter, you can cut your losses as soon as possible. Concealing and delaying will only make the problem worse."

Zeng Xiaoxian explained the principles in a serious and methodical manner. Although everyone understands these principles, there is often a vast gap between knowing and doing them.

However, as a host of an emotional program, he must first firmly express his correct emotional views to ensure he doesn't lose his job, and then he can adjust his words according to the different listeners to help them solve their problems.

To Zeng Xiaoxian's surprise, he didn't have to persuade the woman in sunglasses much this time; she had already been convinced by him.

It seems the people near the university town are more simple and honest.

The woman in sunglasses bit her lip, as if she had gone through a difficult internal struggle before finally making up her mind: "How should I tell him?"

"My suggestion is that you show him your infertility report directly, and the two of you can have a good discussion about fertility and planning."

"Report? But I didn't have one."

Zeng Xiaoxian was taken aback: "Then, how did you find out you were infertile?"

"Oh, I just tried it on a few people in the middle of the process, and quite frequently. I didn't wear it at all and there were no problems, so it must be that I'm infertile."

"Huh???" Not only Zeng Xiaoxian, but also Zhanbo and Wanyu, who were looking around, exclaimed in surprise.

Wanyu couldn't help but speak up: "Isn't your problem of cheating bigger than telling your boyfriend that you're infertile?"

The woman in sunglasses frowned at Wan Yu: "Who are you saying cheated on me? I love my boyfriend very much."

"So what you just said about trying it out with a few people, if that's not cheating, then what is?" Zhanbo retorted.

"It was just a one-night stand."

The woman in sunglasses' answer left Wanyu and Zhanbo speechless, as for Xiaoxian...

Faced with such explosive content, Zeng Xiaoxian unsurprisingly entered a state of brain overload.

"What's so surprising? You're making a fuss over nothing." The woman in sunglasses scoffed, stood up, took out twenty yuan from her bag, and turned to leave.

By the time Xiaoxian finally realized what was happening and tried to call out to the woman in sunglasses, she had already disappeared into the flow of people.

"No, why didn't you guys stop her?" Zeng Xiaoxian said anxiously. "Her view on love is very wrong, and as the host of a relationship program, I have a responsibility to help her correct it."

Ziqiao rushed forward and picked up the twenty yuan that the woman in sunglasses had dropped on the ground. He looked at Zeng Xiaoxian with the same eyes that Xiaoxian had forgotten to take his medicine again.

"Please, Xiaoxian, we're doing charity relationship counseling right now, not some kind of 'Your Moon, My Heart' situation."

"You're not the host of a relationship advice show, and she's not your audience. You have no responsibility, much less an obligation, to help her correct her paralyzed view of love, OK?"

Ziqiao, who also has a flawed view of love, patted Xiaoxian on the shoulder: "I know you're a good man, kind-hearted, but people like us with a flawed view of love need the least help."

"If you could save someone with just words, you wouldn't be the one getting such a good opportunity."

Ziqiao carefully put away the twenty yuan donation: "Instead of thinking about these things now, why don't you think about how to raise more donations to help those poor children?"

"Guys, twenty yuan! It's been more than half an hour and we've only managed to get twenty yuan!"

"Even if we can't win, we can't afford to lose so badly."

Ziqiao looked at the three people with embarrassed expressions and sighed inwardly.

They were supposed to be my carefully selected elite troops, but now they've turned into the old, weak, sick, and disabled in the blink of an eye.

Just when the group was at their wits' end because of the dismal donation situation, the appeals of two female college students finally brought them a turning point.

"Lu Zhanbo?"

"No, he's a total scumbag!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoxian and Wanyu immediately looked at Zhanbo, who shook his head in horror.

He genuinely didn't recognize the two female college students in front of him.

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)