Love Apartment: The Most Reliable Person

At night, everyone in the apartment gathered in the bar.

While Lin Ze was messaging Yu Mo, he was listening to everyone gossiping and occasionally chiming in, feeling very comfortable.

At this time, Ziqiao came over with a few tickets in his hand: "Is everyone here? Let me ask, what are your plans for tomorrow night?"

No one answered. Only Zeng Xiaoxian flipped through the notebook in his hand: "Let me see, I was watching TV first, and then, while watching, I fell asleep. That's it."

Hu Yifei was curious: "What else is written in your notebook? Getting up in the middle of the night to brush your teeth?"

Lin Ze added: "I think he probably got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, or stole food from the refrigerator."

"That makes sense. x5"

Zeng Xiaoxian was dissatisfied: "Hey, what do you mean? This is my daily record, recording what I have to do this day."

Hu Yifei laughed and said, "The ancient emperors kept daily records. Yours is at most a record of eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. Don't make a big deal out of it."

Seeing the topic gradually straying, Lu Ziqiao could only say, "Since everyone is free, why don't we go see a show? Aunt Liu from the neighborhood committee gave me eight tickets for the neighborhood senior arts performance. It premieres tomorrow night at the Yunfeng Theater. We must go and show our support."

Wan Yu, who was sitting at the bar, asked curiously, "What performance?"

Lü Ziqiao introduced the group: "It's an art troupe made up of grandparents. It's said that when the youngest was born, the Anti-Japanese War hadn't ended yet, and when the oldest was born, Empress Dowager Cixi was still building the Summer Palace."

Taking the wine from Sarah, Lin Ze complained, "Zi Qiao, there has to be a limit to your fabrications. The first one is more reliable, but the second one is you kidding me? If they were really the age you said, they probably wouldn't even be able to stand steadily, let alone perform on stage."

Lu Ziqiao sighed, "I'm just using it artistically. They're really the same age as our grandparents. Don't you want to show your support and love?"

Guan Gu was a little curious: "What are they performing?"

Lu Ziqiao showed the money in his hand: "Pirates of the Caribbean."

Guan Gu almost spit out a mouthful of juice: "What? I thought they were performing Peking Opera."

Ziqiao replied, "A new multimedia Peking Opera, Pirates of the Caribbean."

Yifei was surprised: "There's going to be a Peking Opera version of Pirates of the Caribbean, no way."

Lin Ze glanced at her and said, "Don't be surprised, Yifei, this is indeed true. And there is also a Peking Opera version of the Trial of Galileo."

Hu Yifei accepted it well: "The world is truly vast and full of wonders. I wouldn't be surprised if they adapted Titanic into a Peking Opera version one day."

Guan Gu was curious about something else: "This entire ship of pirates is hundreds of years old. How are their fighting scenes going to be staged? Rock-paper-scissors?"

Zeng Xiaoxian unfolded the newspaper and said, "I'm not interested. I was supposed to sleep at home anyway."

Lin Ze took a sip of his wine and said, "I'm not interested either. I have an appointment. If you want to go, just go. Remember to give my ticket to someone else."

Seeing that neither of them agreed to go, Lu Ziqiao quickly said, "Comrades, I guarantee you will like it very much."

Zeng Xiaoxian: "What do you like? Grandpa, grandma, Peking Opera, or Pirates of the Caribbean? I still prefer sleeping, please spare me."

Lu Ziqiao walked over to Zeng Xiaoxian and said, "Teacher Zeng, you can't say that. This isn't just a performance; it's an act of love. The elderly need our love. How can you be so heartless?"

As he spoke, he glanced at everyone and said, "Just imagine, when we are sixty years old and no one cares about us, how lost we will feel. Have you ever thought about it?"

Guan Gu couldn't help but sigh when he heard this: "Zi Qiao, I've known you for so long, and I originally thought you were just a playboy, but I didn't expect you to be a kind-hearted person.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

Guan Gu continued, "I think Ziqiao is right. I want to go and see."

Wan Yu also said: "I haven't heard of Peking Opera yet, I want to see it too."

"Okay." Ziqiao began to distribute the tickets and came to Zeng Xiaoxian and Lin Ze.

Zeng Xiaoxian waved his hand: "I won't go. I'd rather sleep at home. I'm afraid of having nightmares."

Lin Ze smiled and said, "Remember to pass the ticket to someone who is destined to receive it. Thank you."

Seeing this, Lu Ziqiao had to change his tactics: "Yifei, are you going?"

Hu Yifei took the ticket and said, "If it were just me and Zeng Xiaoxian at home, I would have a nightmare too, so I'd better go."

Lu Zhanbo was puzzled: "Sister, isn't Brother Ze going too? Why are you and Teacher Zeng the only ones left at home?"

Hu Yifei hit Zhanbo and said, "Didn't you hear Lin Ze say he had an appointment? Once he leaves, it will just be Zeng Xiaoxian and me."

Mei Jia took the ticket and looked at Lu Ziqiao: "Are you going or not? Are you going to sleep at home too?"

Lu Ziqiao replied: "Of course, of course I will go. Not only will I go, but I will also cheer loudly. In my heart, these grandparents are my relatives. Although I have forgotten what my grandparents look like, I have a burning filial heart beating in my chest. They created everything with their youth, and now is the time for us to repay them."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Zeng Xiaoxian, who was still reading the newspaper: "Sleep? After death, there will be plenty of time to sleep. How could I waste such a precious opportunity in bed? Would I still be a human being?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was speechless: "You don't have to be so cruel, can't I go?"

Lin Ze then said, "I have to say that what Ziqiao said is quite profound. If it had come from anyone else, I would have believed it. But since it came from you, Lv Ziqiao, its credibility has dropped by half."

Pushing his glasses, Lin Ze continued, "Considering your desperate attempts to get everyone to watch the show, there's only one truth: you want to get everyone away so you can complete your unspeakable secret. Am I right, Ziqiao?"

Ziqiao was a little flustered at the moment, hesitating as he wanted to say something.

Guan Gu excitedly said: "Lin Zejun, Si Guoyi, is simply possessed by Detective Conan."

Lin Ze waved his hands: "No, no, no, I'm not that little student who's a god of death who never grows up. I'm Maori Kogoro, who has both strength and good looks."

Mei Jia urged, "Brother Lin Ze, stop keeping us in suspense and tell us what Lu Ziqiao's hidden agenda is."

Lin Ze glanced at Lu Ziqiao and said, "It's very simple. Take out your phones and log in to the Love Apartment website, and you'll know what he wants to do."

Everyone quickly took out their phones to log into the website. Looking at the latest news, everyone sneered: "Lv Ziqiao! x6"

Hu Yifei shouted angrily, "Lü Ziqiao, you're so bold! You're using our apartment to hold a party, not only without our consent, but you're also hiding it from us."

Zeng Xiaoxian echoed: "Exactly. He tried every possible means to get me to go to the show, saying such nice things, but what he was going to do was even worse. He might as well have just slept at home from the beginning."

Chen Meijia also said: "Teacher Zeng is right, you are not as good as him."

Guan Gu said expressionlessly: "You are really just a playboy. Love is not something you have anything to do with."

Looking at the somewhat nervous Lu Zhanbo, Wan Yu's eyes turned: "Zi Qiao, tell me the truth, do you have any accomplices?"

Before Lü Ziqiao could say anything, Zhan Bo raised his hand. Well, the accomplice had come forward.

In 3601, except for Zhanbo and Ziqiao who were standing, everyone else was sitting.

Hu Yifei's eyes were fixed on the two of them, never leaving their gaze for a moment, giving them a great sense of oppression.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Lin Ze and said, "Lawyer Lin, which of these two is more serious? How should they be punished?"

Lin Ze replied, "It's obvious that Ziqiao is the one who committed the more serious offense. As for his punishment, let him be responsible for serving tea and water at this party, and don't give him the opportunity to strike up a conversation."

Then he looked at Lu Zhanbo and said, "As for Zhanbo? Just let him enjoy himself at the party tomorrow night."

This was unanimously agreed by everyone except Ziqiao: "Why? I protest."

"The protest is invalid. x7" Then everyone returned to their rooms.

As for the ticket issue, it was also handed over to Ziqiao to deal with, since it was he who got the tickets back.

Ziqiao stayed where he was, a look of despair on his face, and shouted, "No!"

In this situation, it would be even more desolate if there was some music accompaniment and some snow.

At eight o'clock the next evening, everyone looked at the apartment that had changed drastically and couldn't help but sigh that Ziqiao was indeed a professional at organizing parties.

Lights, music, drinks, food, everything was available. When the time came, a group of handsome men and beautiful women arrived, and the scene instantly became lively.