Love Apartment: Active Dali

Early in the morning, Yu Nan woke up from a virtual dream and saw Zhuge Dali appear in front of the holographic projection.

He widened his eyes, not understanding why Zhuge Dali was staring at him like that. After all, he did not make any mistakes in the simulation training.

Yu Nan glanced at the closed quantum terminal and confirmed that Zhuge Dali was not looking for him because of his loss in the game.

He sat up from the suspended bed and rubbed his eyes. "What's wrong? I studied the interstellar network until very late last night. Did I miss any important information?"

Zhuge Dali called up the time on his watch and showed it to Yu Nan.

"Do you remember what day it is today? You just woke up now. Do you need me to wake you up?" Zhuge Dali asked.

Yu Nan glanced at the time and had no idea what was planned for today. His schedule was usually managed by his AI assistant, Sherlock Holmes, but it seemed to be malfunctioning at the moment.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Yu Nan's mind and he immediately jumped out of bed.

"I remember now, is it your mother's anniversary? Look at my memory." As he said that, Yu Nan stood up and prepared to take action.

Before he could say anything, Zhuge Dali stared at him and kicked his protective suit.

"We took photos in the virtual reality bridal shop the day before yesterday, and now we have to go and choose. Have you forgotten?" Zhuge Dali reminded.

Yu Nan immediately remembered the incident when he heard it. He opened the door of the apartment and found that Lu Ziqiao had also been called out.

The two looked at each other, helpless in their eyes. They didn't understand why they were so anxious.

Yu Nan led Zi Qiao to the washroom and quickly completed the cleaning procedure.

After leaving the apartment, they headed straight for the underground garage.

Yu Nan looked at his maglev car, frowned slightly, and walked towards it.

He didn't want to drive the car every day, but he was frustrated that they had no other means of transportation.

Starting the vehicle, they quickly got inside.

Yu Nan slowly drove into the driver's seat, Zhuge Dali sat in the passenger seat as usual, and the car drove out of the garage.

On the street in the early morning, Yu Nan was concentrating on the traffic conditions, still yawning.

Lu Ziqiao complained, "I really don't understand what you are thinking. What's wrong with choosing photos a day later?"

Mika immediately retorted: "I can spray you to death with supernova energy. If you are one day late, you will get it one day late. What do you know, brother?"

Meijia even doubted whether Ziqiao wanted to change the restaurant and asked him to apologize immediately. If Ziqiao had not apologized in time, the two would have had a quarrel.

Yu Nan sat in the driving seat, his eyes fixed on the rearview mirror, not daring to speak casually.

Although Zhuge Dali remained silent, her heart was already boiling with anger, but she was good at controlling her emotions and held it back.

Soon, Yu Nan drove Zhuge Dali to the virtual wedding shop and found that there were still customers in the store choosing photos.

After entering the store, Yu Nan sat directly on the sofa.

When the photographer saw Yu Nan coming, he immediately stepped forward and guided him to sit down.

"You guys are probably here to select photos. There just happens to be an empty holographic display screen."

After saying that, the photographer walked into the inner room.

Zhuge Dali and Mei Jia followed the photographer, while Yu Nan and Zi Qiao stayed outside, looking tired, as if they had not yet woken up from their dreams, which made them quite helpless.

Yu Nan didn't know how long it would take to select the photos, so he didn't dare to go back to the car to rest. If he knew it would take half a day, he would definitely go back to the car to rest first.

Ziqiao sat next to Yu Nan and was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep.

Just when the two were dozing off, Mika came out from the inner room and saw them napping.

Meijia slammed the table and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Ziqiao stood up. Although he didn't know what he had done wrong, he knew that Meijia was angry.

"Yeah, what are you doing? We have to help them choose photos."

As he spoke, Ziqiao walked into the inner room.

Seeing Ziqiao’s quick reaction, Yu Nan smiled bitterly and shook his head, then followed them into the photography area.

Some people outside were discussing a photo shoot package, so Yu Nan paid attention to the conversation.

Some photos were displayed on the screen, and each one looked poorly lit, like black people. He questioned: "Did you really take these with a professional camera? I think they were taken with a cell phone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Dali responded.

"Yes, that's what I just said."

Zhuge Dali was not blind to the fact that they also noticed that there was something wrong with the photo. If Yu Nan could take photos like this with a mobile phone, there would be no need to come to the wedding photography shop.

The owner seemed to have anticipated their questions and immediately retorted: "No, what you are seeing now is the original material, which we will process in detail later."

Yu Nan found it hard to believe the shop owner and wanted to lend a hand in restoring the photo.

Ziqiao came to Yu Nan and seemed to have something to say.

Yu Nan put down his hand and said, "I suddenly feel uncomfortable in my abdomen. Wait for me first. I will come back and choose together."

After saying that, Yu Nan took Zi Qiao away.

After leaving the bridal shop, Ziqiao said to Yu Nan, "You have to understand me. This shop is the cheapest. I overcharged you."

After hearing Ziqiao's confession, Yu Nan immediately understood why the filming technique was so bad.

"You, you take this kind of money. I really don't know what to say." Yu Nan said as he walked into the studio.

When the photographer saw Yu Nan return, he immediately pushed the display screen to him and motioned for him to make a choice.

Unsatisfied with every photo, Yu Nan waved to the photographer: "No need for your help, I will edit it myself, just send all the photos to me."