In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

Lu Zhanbo and Zhao Wuliang didn't come back from the door until then. When Zhao Wuliang came back, he felt that something was wrong.

"You two, Xin'er has something to tell you." Lin Wanyu brought Xin'er over and said to the two of them.

"I'll return the five hundred yuan to you. I don't want to pretend anymore. I just want to go home now." Xin'er collapsed and took out the money and gave it to Zhao Wuliang.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Wuliang was very confused.

"The game is over. We all know that Xin'er is not your girlfriend." Lin Wanyu explained.

"My name is not Xin'er, my name is Xiaoyue." Xin'er, also known as Xiaoyue, collapsed and ran away after saying this.

"Wuliang, why did you lie?" Lu Zhanbo asked in confusion.

"At least I can defeat you once, ok." Zhao Wuliang pounded the wall sadly.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Lu Zhanbo felt a little puzzled.

"Okay, you are a returned overseas master's degree holder, and I am self-taught. You are appointed by the client to be the main programmer, and I can only design auxiliary programs." Zhao Wuliang said his true thoughts uncomfortably.

"You live in a beautiful love apartment, with beauties upstairs and downstairs, but I live at home and share a bathroom with my grandma. I have never won." Zhao Wuliang collapsed.

"Do you really think so?" Lu Zhanbo laughed wickedly with complacency.

"Okay then, I'll be honest with you. Wanyu isn't real."

"She is an artificial human." Zhao Wuliang was surprised that technology has reached this level.

"What I mean is that Wanyu is not my girlfriend. I asked her to pretend to be my girlfriend to demonstrate to you because I feel that I have never defeated you." Seeing that Zhao Wuliang had gone astray, Lu Zhanbo had to explain.

"Do you really think so?" Zhao Wuliang smiled evilly with complacency. These two people were indeed very similar in some ways.

"Yes, this incident taught us all a lesson." Lu Zhanbo sat next to Zhao Wuliang and sighed.

"You're right." Zhao Wuliang sighed and started to fight: "I learned it first."

"Obviously I learned it first." Lu Zhanbo was unhappy.

"I understand it more thoroughly." Zhao Wuliang was dissatisfied.

"It's obvious that I understand it more thoroughly." Lu Zhanbo was dissatisfied.

"Actually, I knew it a long time ago." Zhao Wuliang started to fight for it.

"I knew it earlier than you." Lu Zhanbo also started to fight for it.

"Stop talking nonsense, okay?" Zhao Wuliang said angrily.

"I'm not talking nonsense." Lu Zhanbo said angrily.

Then the two of them stared at each other, and then made a simultaneous sound. It was obvious that neither of them had actually learned it, let alone understood it, or even knew it at all.

"Zhanbo, Wanyu, run." Rose ran out hurriedly and pulled Lin Wanyu away.

"Ah?" Lin Wanyu was pulled away by Rose before she could react.

"What's going on?" Lu Zhanbo was still confused. He turned around and saw a group of women rushing towards him.

Lu Zhanbo didn't know what had happened, but he obviously knew what to do now, so he ran away decisively.

Zhao Wuliang, who was a beat slower than Lu Zhanbo, was pushed away and pressed against the glass. He slowly collapsed to the ground after the crowd left.

"What happened? Rose." Lin Wanyu asked while running.

"The publicity effect is a little better than I expected." Rose said embarrassedly.

"Hurry, close the door." Rose rushed out of the company door and said hurriedly before Lin Wanyu could ask about the situation.

"Wait a minute, wait for me." Lu Zhanbo behind was extremely anxious.

"Hurry up, Zhanbo." "Come on, Zhanbo."

Rose and Lin Wanyu were cheering for Lu Zhanbo.

Lu Zhanbo took a step hard, and hope and light were right before his eyes.

It only took Lu Zhanbo one second to cross the gate. However, just when most of his body had passed through the gate, countless hands stretched out like the abyss and grabbed every part of Lu Zhanbo's body that could be grabbed.

The door in front of you is not the starting point of hope, but the end of despair.

Lu Zhanbo, who was still flying in the air, was dragged back into the abyss by countless hands.

"what!!!"

The glass door was then closed, and reflected in the glass were Rose and Lin Wanyu's apologetic expressions.

In the bar.

"Guan Gu has been pretty unlucky lately, why don't you go and try to persuade him?" Yang Yu said to Zeng Xiaoxian at the bar.

"Bad luck is all psychological. No need to persuade me. It will be fine after a while." Zeng Xiaoxian said indifferently.

Zeng Xiaoxian cried in his inner monologue: "If I knew how to avoid bad luck, I wouldn't be so unlucky now."

As they were chatting, Lu Ziqiao came over in a daze, took away all the wine, screamed at them, and left.

"What's wrong with him?" Zeng Xiaoxian wondered.

"Teacher Zeng, there must be something fishy about this matter." Yang Yu replied.

"So what do you think, Yuanyu?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked.

"There must be a huge secret behind this matter." Yang Yu said seriously.

"Let's go and ask Meijia." Teacher Zeng pointed at Chen Meijia who was sitting on the sofa.

"Meijia, I just saw Ziqiao running out in a daze. What happened to him?" Zeng Xiaoxian walked over and asked curiously.

"I don't know. Maybe he went to do an experiment. This world always needs someone who is heartbroken." Chen Meijia said perfunctorily.

Hu Yifei, who had no idea that Lu Zhanbo had been sent into the abyss by Rose's lies, happily announced to everyone: "You will never guess how shocking my performance was when I went to Zhanbo's company just now."

"What are you doing there? Stealing the show." Zeng Xiaoxian complained, "Didn't we agree that Wanyu would be the main character today?"

"As an actor, you have to rely on your own ability when you are on camera." Yang Yu walked over and joked with a smile.

"That's right, and the protagonist also needs a love rival. The slap I gave was definitely soft yet strong, with hatred in the strong, and love in the hatred, and it was full of affection, which showed the strong condemnation of postmodern women against this cruel society." Hu Yifei danced with excitement.

"Okay, take a break. Do you want me to give you an Oscar for Best Slap?" Zeng Xiaoxian made a slapping gesture.

"I tell you, it's not a question of whether I will win an Oscar, but how many I will win." Hu Yifei became delicate and artificial.

At this time, Guan Gu Shenqi was wearing a black hat, sunglasses, a toothpick in his mouth, a black suit, and a black bow tie, and he shouted in a dashing manner.

"Minasan (everyone)."

"Today is really the Oscar Awards. What role are you playing, Guan Gu? God of Gamblers?" Hu Yifei teased.

"You are wrong. I am not playing the God of Gamblers, I am the God of Gamblers." Guan Gu Shenqi threw his clothes arrogantly.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

"Meijia, hasn't he been in a bad mood recently?" Hu Yifei asked in a puzzled voice.

"Haha, the frustrating call has been forwarded." Chen Meijia was embarrassed but also a little proud.