Love Apartment: South Wind Passage.

Chapter 699 Beggar Brothers (Happy Winter Solstice to Everyone)

"Ah~~~"

"Cool!!!"

At the dining table in Room 3604, Xiaoxian and Zhang Wei touched their bulging bellies, closed their eyes, leaned back in their chairs and burped comfortably.

"belch……"

The two looked at each other and high-fived each other with happiness on their faces.

"Perfect."

"Perfect ass!!!"

Ziqiao's face was sallow, and the look he gave Xiaoxian and Zhang Wei was as if these two guys owed him five million.

"When you two thought everything was perfect, did you not consider me at all?"

"No, I just can't figure it out."

Ziqiao pointed to the buckets of instant noodles on the table with only noodle soup left. "You two don't usually eat a lot, so how come you ate more than a dozen of my instant noodles in one go?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "You are deliberately killing me, right?"

"No, not at all."

Zhang Wei touched his stomach and burped, then said slowly, "I was just too tired after struggling in bed for a whole morning, so I needed to replenish some energy."

Zeng Xiaoxian narrowed his eyes and laughed in a sly way: "Don't look at me, I'm even more miserable than Zhang Wei.

"I've been live streaming all night and haven't eaten anything until just now. I'm almost starving to death."

"Do you think I'll believe the nonsense you two say?"

Ziqiao said indignantly: "I just think you two are the reincarnation of starving ghosts, but I have never seen a starving ghost who only eats noodles and doesn't drink soup."

"Hey Hey."

Xiaoxian and Zhang Wei did not argue when they heard this, but just gave Ziqiao a pure and innocent smile.

There aren't many opportunities that can make Ziqiao pay for something, so now that they have met one, they must seize it.

Thinking of this, they both took a sip of the noodle soup.

The human stomach is an emotional organ. As long as you are in a good mood, you can still have a sip of soup even if you are full.

"Pooh!"

Ziqiao spat in dissatisfaction: "Okay, just consider it my bad luck to meet you two shameless guys.

"Just wait for me, you two. One day I will replace your Master Kong instant noodles with Kangshoufu!"

He patted the stack of scratch tickets on the table in annoyance and pushed them in front of Zhang Wei.

"Zhang Wei, these are the fifty scratch tickets that Mr. Zeng lost to us in a bet. According to what we agreed on, each of us gets twenty-five."

Ziqiao waved his hand and said in a generous manner: "How about I show my humility and let you choose first?"

When Zhang Wei heard the word "select", he froze instantly and the bright smile on his face slowly disappeared.

"hiss……"

Zhang Wei's gaze was as cold as an ice cone, which made Ziqiao feel very nervous.

He quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I don't want to use your unlucky attribute of "wrong choices no matter which one you choose" to help me pick out 25 wrong answers."

"I just, just..."

Seeing Zhang Wei staring at him seriously, Ziqiao lowered his voice.
Finally, he admitted helplessly: "Okay, I admit that's what I think."

Zhang Wei laughed angrily: "Lv Ziqiao, you think I'm your enemy, don't you?"

"Zhang Wei! Calm down! Listen to me first!"

Seeing Zhang Wei's sudden rage, Ziqiao quickly said, "Your unlucky attribute of [wrong choices no matter which one you choose] is just a guess, it's not certain whether it actually exists.

"Maybe yesterday was Nanfeng's lucky day. He has natural good luck."

Ziqiao came closer to Zhang Wei with a smile and said, "So we need to isolate the unstable factor of Nanfeng and conduct repeated and extensive tests.

"This way you can know whether you are unlucky or Nanfeng is just lucky, right?"

Zhang Wei's eyes flickered when he heard this, and it was obvious that he had listened to Ziqiao's words carefully.

"Let's take a step back and say that if your unlucky attribute really exists, we have to find a way to make use of it, right?"

"Yeah, put it to use."

Zhang Wei said dissatisfiedly: "So you plan to sacrifice me so that you can win the grand prize?
"Why is it that I am the one who always charges into battle and fights against the thunder, while you just sit here and enjoy the fruits of others' labor?"

"How come I just sit back and enjoy the benefits?"

Ziqiao spread his hands and said, "At least this idea was mine, and it can also help you verify your unlucky nature. Zhang Wei, you won't lose out."

"I do not care."

Zhang Wei said without thinking: "I absolutely, absolutely will never do anything to help others."

"Hey, Zhang Wei, I can't tolerate you like this."

Ziqiao's eyes widened: "Zhang Wei, do you know that as long as your unlucky attribute experiment of [wrong choices no matter what] is successful, the reverse calculation means that everyone in our apartment can win the jackpot.

"I'm considering the overall situation. You have to make some sacrifices for the collective good."

Zhang Wei curled his lips and said, "So out of the fourteen people in the apartment, thirteen of you were all killed as a group, and I was the one who was sacrificed?"

Zi Qiao was dumbfounded when he heard this. He pointed at Zhang Wei angrily and said, "Zhang Wei, you actually think of me like this.

"You, you, you are selfish, you are cold, you are unreasonable!"

Zhang Wei refused to give in: "Then you are not selfish, indifferent, or unreasonable?"

"How am I selfish, indifferent, or unreasonable?"

"How are you not selfish, how are you not indifferent, how are you not unreasonable?"

Ziqiao laughed angrily: "No matter how selfish, indifferent, or unreasonable I am, I will never be more selfish, indifferent, or unreasonable than you!" "I will be more selfish, indifferent, or unreasonable than you?"

Zhang Wei complained: "You are the most selfish, cold-hearted, and unreasonable person I have ever met!"

"Humph, I'm definitely not as selfish, cold, or unreasonable as you!"

"Okay, since you say I'm selfish, cold, and unreasonable, I'll show you how selfish, cold, and unreasonable I am!"

Ziqiao shrugged. "See, you said you were not selfish, cold, or unreasonable! Now you are showing your selfish, cold, and unreasonable side!"

Zhang Wei and Ziqiao were arguing endlessly, and Zeng Xiaoxian was dumbfounded watching from the side: "No, you two are acting out Romance in the Rain for me?

"Then should I imitate Ke Yun and go crazy, scratching my ears and cheeks and saying 'I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen'?"

He sighed: "Please, there is no market for Qiong Yao dramas now."

"and."

Zeng Xiaoxian glanced at Zhang Wei and Ziqiao, and said one sentence that hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt himself by a thousand and twenty: "In the whole apartment, we three have the worst luck and are the most unlucky. What on earth were you two unlucky guys arguing about just now?
"If you have the talent to act in a Qiong Yao drama, why don't you win a big prize first?"

"Forehead……"

Ziqiao and Zhang Wei looked at each other and found that this was indeed the case.

Zhang Wei was indeed unlucky, but Ziqiao and Xiaoxian were no less unlucky.

Except Xiao Hei, these three were the only ones who won nothing in yesterday's scratch-off lottery.

Ziqiao raised his eyebrows and proposed a new method: "How about this, let's continue the experiment and split the winnings from the fifty scratch tickets equally.

"Zhang Wei, what do you think?"

Zhang Wei made an OK gesture: "I think it's OK."

Zeng Xiaoxian blinked and asked, "If you win the prize, can I get a share too?"

"You?"

Zhang Wei and Ziqiao looked at Xiaoxian with a smile, and they said in unison: "No!"

"cut."

Xiaoxian pouted complainingly: "We were arguing just now, and now you two are standing together again."

"That is."

Ziqiao snorted complacently: "Husband and wife... Bah, brothers quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed."

"Forehead……"

Zhang Wei looked strange when he heard this: "Arguing at the head of the bed and making peace at the foot of the bed... doesn't seem very appropriate."

"is it?"

Ziqiao was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand nonchalantly: "Oh, whatever, as long as the meaning is right."

"Zhang Wei, let's share the scratch tickets first."

"Not urgent."

Zhang Wei smiled mysteriously: "Before distributing the scratch tickets, I want to make a few more small attempts..."

"Little..."

"try?"

Ziqiao and Xiaoxian looked at each other.

……

With a clear ding-dong sound, the elevator door on the sixth floor slowly opened.

Yifei held the elevator door open button tightly, while Yumo backed away carefully and pushed out the Feixing wheelchair that had worked so hard.

As Yu Mo turned around, Nan Feng, who was sitting in a Feixing wheelchair with his right foot in a cast and a neck brace fixed on his neck, commanded: "Don't send me to 3603 yet, go to 3604 to see what Zhang Wei and the others are doing."

"Zhang Wei? Is he awake?"

Yifei walked out of the elevator, wondering, "That shouldn't be the case. I tied him up so tightly that even Zhang Wei, who was as strong as an ox in his sleepwalking state, couldn't break free. How did Zhang Wei untie him after he woke up?"

"From the sound, it seems like Ziqiao helped him to untie it. What a pity! I wanted to settle the score with Zhang Wei before he could untie it."

Nan Feng subconsciously lowered his head and sighed, but before his head tilted a few degrees, he began to grimace in pain: "Hiss..."

Yu Mo asked worriedly, "Nan Feng, you really don't want me to take a leave to take care of you for a few days?"

"No, I can handle this minor injury."

Nan Feng said, "Let's go to 3604 first."

Yumo and Yifei looked at each other and could only helplessly push Nanfeng to 3604.

Yifei pushed the door open and shouted, "Zhang Wei, Lu Ziqiao, what are you doing again..."

She looked up and her expression froze instantly.

"What the hell are you guys doing again?"

Yifei looked at Ziqiao and Zhang Wei who were singing and dancing around the coffee table. She pursed her lips with a complicated expression on her face: "How come I didn't know that this year's Beggars' Guild Conference was held in our apartment?"

Yu Mo leaned over to take a look and saw that the two of them were wearing patched and torn clothes and pants. She couldn't help but ask, "It's not easy to dress like this in this day and age. Where did you get these beggar clothes?"

Zhang Wei and Zi Qiao scratched their heads in embarrassment. Zi Qiao asked angrily, "Zhang Wei, didn't you say that you had locked the door?"

"It is locked."

Zhang Wei shrugged: "But didn't Mr. Zeng leave halfway because he couldn't stand it anymore?"

"Depend on!"

Ziqiao, who was wearing tattered clothes, slapped his forehead hard.

(End of this chapter)