Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 80 Thank you

It has to be said that nowadays, the younger generation is surpassing the older, and each generation is more impressive than the last.

Don't underestimate Curry Sauce just because she's a minor. As the saying goes, the younger you are, the older you are when you drive.

Sometimes, even seasoned veterans like Zi Qiao and Mei Jia would be stunned for a long time when Curry Sauce told dirty jokes.

But who can blame us when kids these days are so precocious?

The group gave Curry Sauce a brief scolding, telling her not to learn all sorts of things at such a young age, and then turned their attention back to Nanfeng and Guangu.

Nanfeng cleared her throat and said, "What I mean is, if you have absolutely no inspiration right now, instead of locking yourself in your room and arguing with yourself, why not try going out to gather inspiration?"

"Arguing with yourself?" Yifei laughed. "I thought only Zeng Xiaoxian had this habit, Guangu, you do too?"

Although Zeng Xiaoxian never confessed, Yifei and Nanfeng had seen him stand there muttering like a Sichuan opera face-changing act whenever he encountered a problem.

If Nanfeng hadn't said, "Everyone has some psychological problems to some extent. As long as these psychological problems don't cause them pain or have a substantial negative impact on themselves or others, there's no need to seek treatment," it would have been different.

I would have sent Zeng Xiaoxian to a mental health clinic for treatment long ago.

"I'm not arguing with myself, I'm arguing with Mario."

Guan Gu felt a little guilty: "Today was supposed to be the day we played games together, but I couldn't find any inspiration and got a bit irritable, so my tone wasn't very good, and then we had a fight."

The girls present all had very strange expressions.

This...this can't be delusional, can it?

Yifei tentatively asked, "Guan Gu... you should know that Mario is a video game character, right?"

"I know, Mario and I play the Mario series of games."

Upon hearing this, Yifei chuckled dryly and said, "That's good, that's good..."

【What a load of rubbish!】

[Isn't this even stranger now!]

Playing Mario with Mario sounds insane!

You'd be more likely to say you're playing Princess with Mario; that would be a more normal statement.

Ziqiao noticed the girls' worries, but he waved his hand dismissively and said, "Alright, look at how you're making such a fuss."

"Guan Gu is a cartoonist, so it's normal for him to have a rich imagination. Moreover, according to research in Saudi Arabia, every successful man has a fantasy partner of his own, which represents a certain need deep in a man's heart."

Wan Yu asked with great interest, "Is this true?"

"It's fake," Yu Mo sneered. "When he was flirting with me the night before last, he also liked to talk about some random research. It wasn't until I asked Meijia last night that I found out he can't even distinguish between physics and geography."

"Pah, you big talker." Wan Yu spat.

This level of embarrassment was clearly not enough to break through Zi Qiao's thick skin. He continued nonchalantly, "Whether the research is true or false is not important. What is important is that I want to say that this situation is not uncommon, and it's not as serious as you all imagine."

Nanfeng added, "Don't jump to conclusions about mental illness every time you encounter something unusual. Real mental illnesses are far more serious than you imagine."

Seeing that Ziqiao and Nanfeng both said so, everyone temporarily put aside their concerns.

Seeing this, Guan Gu quickly changed the subject again: "Let's continue talking about finding inspiration. Nanfeng, you go on."

He didn't actually like people talking about their fantasy partners in a serious manner; it felt like everyone was watching a rare species or a mental patient.

Even if I am indeed a little abnormal, it's perfectly normal for someone who's creating to be a little abnormal.

Take, for example, Guan Gu, the senior disciple who speaks very slowly.

Upon hearing Guan Gu's question, Nan Feng decisively replied, "It's very simple. Love is a simplistic affair. You either go and experience a real romance, or spend some time with a real cat and see how it goes."

"Is it really necessary?" Zhanbo asked. "If that's the case, shouldn't Eiichiro Oda (the author of One Piece) try to get involved with pirates?"

"Normally, of course, we don't need that, but right now, Guan Gu is in a hurry to find inspiration."

"He needs to be exposed to things and try new things; who knows, he might gain some new insights."

Meijia nodded in agreement: "That makes sense. Whether or not we can find inspiration, it's better than having Guan Gu stay at home."

"Look at Guan Gu now, I'm really afraid he'll commit seppuku at any moment."

Looking at Guan Gu, who was covered in "heavy paint," everyone decided that they could no longer leave him alone in the room.

"So what should we do now?" Yu Mo asked. "Guan Gu, how many days are left until the deadline?"

"Three days." Upon hearing the deadline, Guan Gu frowned instantly. "I only have three days, and even if I draw the manuscript all night, it will still take me a whole day."

Mika exclaimed, "Three days! How could you only give me three days? Are other comic book authors' schedules this tight too?"

She had been Guan Gu's personal assistant for quite some time, and even if she was a complete novice before, she now understood some of the rules of the comic book industry.

Asking a comic artist to draw a new side story that can be given as a bonus in just three days is a decision that cannot be simply summarized as "unreasonable".

Guan Gu's face was unusually grim: "Other comic book authors certainly have plenty of time, but the publisher said that communication between Japan and China is not smooth, and it took them several days to get in touch with me."

Everyone sighed. It was highly likely that Guan Gu had been retaliated against by the future new president.

Nanfeng frowned and pondered: "Three days is too short. There's definitely not enough time for Guan Gu to find inspiration from love. So we can only try to find inspiration from cats."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Ziqiao was completely confused: "No, how come three days isn't enough time to find inspiration from love?"

"Don't even mention three days, one day would be enough."

Yifei and Meijia looked at the boastful Ziqiao with disdain.

Ziqiao, completely unaware of what was happening, was still patting his chest and guaranteeing, "Guan Gu, come with me. I'll take you to ride a dragon and gallop on horseback, I guarantee your inspiration will explode."

"I've already thought it through. It's such a waste for a talented artist like you to be picking up girls in bars."

Our first stop was the university town, where we drew cute cartoon portraits of pretty female college students.

"However, it would be too obvious to just draw chibi avatars for female college students. We can pretend to be doing a performance art of 'anime dating': draw two chibi avatars for each college student, let them take one home, and let them leave their WeChat contact information on the other."

"Every college student who comes here can take away one of their own Q-version avatars, and then take away another Q-version avatar from someone else who left their contact information."

"Of course, we'll definitely keep the contact information of the prettiest girls secretly."

"Guan Gu, if you meet someone you like, just cough a few times. I guarantee that before you finish drawing her, I can help you find out everything about her and make her willingly spend a romantic night with you."

As for the contact information of the remaining pretty female college students, to avoid bothering you, I'll accept it as a service fee.

Please don't thank me; it's what I should do as a friend.

【Hahaha.】

"For this romantic night, all you need to do is wear headphones and follow my instructions, and I guarantee I can get you to your hotel. And then..."

"Your inspiration will just come flowing in, hahaha... ah!"

Ziqiao was sitting on when one of the legs suddenly broke, and he fell hard on his bottom.

"If you weren't sick right now, I wouldn't have kicked the chair leg just now."

Sitting directly opposite Ziqiao, Yifei smiled and pulled her legs back from under the table.

Lu Ziqiao is such a troublemaker. It's bad enough that he's a scumbag himself, but he even tries to corrupt Guan Gu!

This so-called "anime-based dating" plan, in particular, sounds quite feasible.

Yifei strongly suspects that Ziqiao actually had this idea a long time ago, but just hasn't had the chance to find a partner with superb drawing skills.

She turned her head and stared at Guan Gu, her eyes filled with a silent warning.

Love Apartment can only have one scumbag like Zi Qiao at most, otherwise I really would have murderous thoughts.

Meijia smiled and picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, handing it to Guangu: "Guangu-kun, you didn't hear anything, and you didn't remember anything, right?"

Meijia smiled sweetly, but for some reason, the smile looked somewhat distorted.

In his inner world, Guan Gu looked at Yi Fei and Mei Jia in front of him.

Yifei's eyes were fierce like a demon's, while Meijia's smile was cunning like a devil's.

Wings belonging to demons and tails belonging to devils slowly appeared on the two women, who slowly approached Guan Gu.

Am I in Love Apartment or on the verge of hell?

Under the oppression of demons and devils, Guan Gu could only cower in a corner of his inner world, trembling with fear: All the ideas were Zi Qiao's, and any mistakes were entirely Zi Qiao's fault; I didn't say a word!

Don't come any closer!

【Oh, Mother!!!】

"No, absolutely not." Guan Gu waved his hands repeatedly, speaking Chinese at the fastest speed he had ever ever done. "I didn't hear anything, and I didn't remember anything. If there's a problem, it's definitely not my fault."

"Good girl." Yifei and Meijia were very satisfied.

Yu Mo looked at Zi Qiao, who was groaning and clutching his buttocks, and patted her chest with relief: "Luckily, Yi Fei came early the night before last, otherwise if he had continued to do his thing, I really might have fallen for his tricks."

Now it was Nanfeng's turn to look at Ziqiao with an unfriendly expression.

"Alright." Nanfeng, who was sitting next to Ziqiao, kicked Ziqiao's butt hard. "Stop pretending. Your wailing sounds so fake it's unbelievable."

Ziqiao was taken aback. Had his acting skills declined so drastically recently?

No, what Nanfeng, this monster, can hear, others may not be able to hear.

But why did he have to come and expose me this time?

Godfather, have you forgotten Bu'er by Daming Lake?

"Aren't you going to get up and find a chair to sit down?" Nanfeng kicked him again, looking at him with exasperation. "Are you yelling so loudly because you want Yifei to help you up?"

What if I let her help me up, and she gets impatient and kicks me hard?

Lu Ziqiao suddenly realized what was happening and quickly got up.

My godfather still loves me the most.

Ziqiao gave Nanfeng a grateful look.

Thank you.

Nanfeng was also smiling happily at this moment.

See? If we kick him a couple of times, he'll thank us.

Here I am. I've been busy taking my mom to the dentist today, so this will probably be quite late.

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