In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

"Zi Qiao is so heartless that he even asked me to introduce him to a beautiful girl. I beat him up and told him to go and apologize to Mei Jia." Yang Yu said indignantly.

"Well done."*4

At this moment, Zeng Xiaoxian rushed in and shouted as if he was constipated: "Kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her."

"Did he eat fake milk powder again?" Lin Wanyu couldn't help but ask Hu Yifei.

"Teacher Zeng, what's making you unhappy? Tell us and make us all happy." Hu Yifei teased.

"Who else could it be? Judy, my telephone editor. Her work performance is getting more and more outrageous." Zeng Xiaoxian said indignantly.

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

"The night before last, I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly received a phone call. Can you guess who it was from?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked with suspense.

"Your telephone editor?" Hu Yifei replied.

"No. She's a beautiful columnist whose pen name is Meteor Butterfly. She promised to help me write an autobiography, about my romantic stories on the radio." Zeng Xiaoxian said in a relaxed tone.

"Really?" Lin Wanyu expressed doubt.

"Of course it's true." Zeng Xiaoxian said proudly.

"You actually listen to Teacher Zeng's broadcast. Yifei, pay attention to it. You might also be a potential patient of Narnia." Yang Yu complained mercilessly.

"I think so too." Hu Yifei agreed deeply.

"Hey, can't you just say something nice about me? The ratings of my show have been getting better and better recently, and an advertising company has asked me if I'd like to be their spokesperson. I'm even in charge of the promotion of Love Apartment." Zeng Xiaoxian was very proud.

"Yang Yu, are you crazy? You actually let him be the spokesperson." Hu Yifei said in surprise.

"This is a dirty underground deal." Yang Yu said softly to Hu Yifei, "Our promotional funds are limited this quarter, and Mr. Zeng is the cheapest."

"You are indeed worthy of your name." Hu Yifei said with a smile.

"Teacher Zeng, which brand wants you to endorse it? A watch? A suit? Or a car?" Lin Wanyu asked.

"Yeyexiang." Zeng Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows.

"Yexiang?" Zhang Wei said with disgust.

"Vulgar." Zeng Xiaoxian scolded Zhang Wei angrily at his disgusted look.

"Teacher Zeng, what is this? Mosquito coil?" Lin Wanyu asked.

"It's a sleeping pill, in a blue bottle." Zeng Xiaoxian said with a smile.

Everyone immediately lost interest, and Hu Yifei even mocked him with an advertisement: "Dear friend, do you want to sleep forever? I suggest you listen to Zeng Xiaoxian's program, or take sixteen Ye Ye Xiang sleeping pills in a row. Ye Ye Xiang sleeping pills, anyone who has used them will know."

"Don't interrupt, I'm discussing the issue of my telephone editing." Zeng Xiaoxian waved his hand to interrupt.

"Yes, your telephone editor hasn't appeared yet." Hu Yifei asked in confusion.

"It's almost there, almost there." Zeng Xiaoxian explained.

"Then the columnist asked me to record my daily program for archiving so that she could use it as material when writing a book in the future."

"Then I told her there was no need to be like that. The success of the program was due to the support of the audience. I was just serving the people."

"Then she said I was too modest. Looking at all the radio hosts, I was the most marketable one she had ever seen. So in the end, she still asked me to record all the programs. I tried to refuse her in every way, but in the end, I had to obey her."

Zeng Xiaoxian talked a lot, with a lewd smile on his face.

"Your telephone editor still hasn't appeared." Hu Yifei complained.

"I suspect you are wasting our time, and I have evidence." Yang Yu said speechlessly.

"Teacher Zeng, those who disrupt social order and have serious circumstances will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years. Teacher Zeng, I advise you to be kind." Zhang Wei followed.

"Listen, don't interrupt me," Zeng Xiaoxian said disdainfully. "My phone editor later did something that nearly made me faint."

"She killed that stupid columnist?" Hu Yifei asked excitedly.

"The story is very complicated. If I were you, I would listen to it first before giving my opinion." Zeng Xiaoxian said seriously.

"OK" Hu Yifei made an OK gesture to indicate that you said it.

"So I told my assistant that every episode of the show should be recorded and burned into a CD, and she..." Zeng Xiaoxian said excitedly.

Before Zeng Xiaoxian could finish, Hu Yifei said even more excitedly, "She didn't record it."

"Ok," Hu Yifei had to promise as she saw Zeng Xiaoxian staring at her, "I'll listen and won't interrupt."

"She finished recording it, and I listened to it from beginning to end. The sound quality was very clear."

"So I asked her to take the disc and write the title and date on it, but she wrote on both sides with a ballpoint pen, and my disc was completely ruined. That's what happened."

Zeng Xiaoxian angrily took out the CD, showed it to everyone, and then slammed it hard on the table.

Seeing everyone's speechless expressions, Zeng Xiaoxian asked doubtfully, "Don't you think my assistant is terrible?"

"Uh, what do you want to say about the whole thing?" Hu Yifei asked puzzledly.

"My assistant wrote on the back of the CD." Zeng Xiaoxian waved his hands angrily.

"What about those before that?" Hu Yifei still asked puzzled.

"The above is just a prelude." Zeng Xiaoxian said shamelessly.

Everyone fainted on the sofa.

"Now I understand why The Lord of the Rings had to be made into three parts," Lu Zhanbo sighed.

"Look, not only are there words written on it, but there's also a stamp on it." Lin Wanyu said happily as he picked up the CD.

"Teacher Zeng, you are the emotional host. I have a friend who has a question to ask you." Yang Yu suddenly said seriously.

"You ask." Zeng Xiaoxian replied.

"There was a couple. The boy was very cowardly and always let the girl do things first."

"The girl was very dissatisfied with this. Once, when the two of them were returning from the sea, a hurricane destroyed the boat. Fortunately, the girl grabbed a piece of wood and saved their lives."

"The girl asked the boy if he was scared. The boy took out a fruit knife from his pocket and said he was scared, but if a shark came, he would use the knife to deal with it. The girl just shook her head and smiled bitterly."

"So what does your friend want to ask?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked curiously.

"Teacher Zeng, please wait a moment, it will be here soon." Yang Yu replied.

"Fortunately, they were lucky. A cargo ship spotted them soon after. But before they could be happy, a group of sharks appeared. The girl shouted, 'Let's swim hard together, everything will be fine.' But the boy suddenly pushed the girl into the sea with all his strength."

"Ah, how could a boy be like this?" Lin Wanyu said angrily.

"The girl was also surprised. She looked at the boy's back and felt very desperate. But the shark swam only towards the boy. The boy was fiercely bitten by the shark. Before he died, he frantically shouted "I love you" to the girl."

"You deserve it. Is there any point in talking about this now?" Hu Yifei said disdainfully.

Zeng Xiaoxian nodded and asked, "So what exactly do you want to ask?"

"Teacher Zeng, please be patient." Yang Yu continued.

"The girl was saved. The captain came to her and comforted her, saying, 'Miss, he is the bravest man I have ever met.'"

"No, he's a coward," the girl said coldly.

"Why do you say that? I was watching you through the telescope just now. I clearly saw him push you away and then cut his wrist with a knife. Sharks are very sensitive to the smell of blood. If he hadn't done this to buy time, I'm afraid you wouldn't be on this ship now."

"Wow, so romantic." Lin Wanyu said with emotion.

"So?" Zeng Xiaoxian was puzzled.

"From then on, the girl hated the sea and wanted to fill it up."

"So the girl wants me to ask you, which company has the best excavator technology?" Yang Yu asked.

"What about before that?" Zeng Xiaoxian was puzzled.

"The previous part is just a prelude." Yang Yu replied.

Everyone fainted on the sofa again.