Love Apartment: South Wind Passage.

Chapter 705 Care (Two in One)

"A rising star?"

When Xiaoxian heard these four words, a hint of fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

However, he soon asked nervously, "But Lisa, everyone who comes to listen to my show tonight should be here to listen to gossip, right?
"Isn't this a bad idea? After all, we still need to promote positive and correct values."

"Zeng Xiaoxian, are you stupid?"

Lisa's disappointed voice came from the other end of the phone: "Why do you care whether they listen to your show to solve their emotional problems or to listen to gossip and laugh at you?

"This is an opportunity, opportunity, you know?"

Lisa taught: “Remember Zeng Xiaoxian, no matter why the audience comes, it is your luck that they come.

“Whether you can keep them and turn them into your loyal fans is up to you.

"Besides, why don't we promote positive and correct values? Didn't you handle it very well last night? Facing the confession of the fanatical homosexual listener, he hung up the phone without any hesitation.

"Even the station director said that Zeng Xiaoxian is a good comrade and asked you not to be affected by the confession of a fanatical listener."

Xiaoxian was surprised and asked, "Even the director knows about this?"

“You’re lucky, there’s a crappy TV series about brotherhood called [Dante Is Above: I’m a Pond] that’s about to be released.

“The production team is worrying about how to spend money to buy trending searches while making it seem like the trending searches were not bought.

"As a result, your incident just happened, and they simply pushed you forward to fan the flames.

"Once this wave of popularity comes, they will be able to take advantage of it to make their TV series top the trending searches."

"Can this still happen?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was shocked. Aren’t the tricks in the entertainment industry too complicated?
He looked up at Ziqiao, as if asking: [Did you arrange this too? ]

Ziqiao shrugged: [Do you think I have this ability? ]

Nan Feng's attention was on another aspect: "[Dante is Above: I Am a Pond]... This TV series title is quite off the mark."

Lisa's voice then came from the other end of the phone: "Zeng Xiaoxian, you don't need to care about these things in and out of the circle.

"You just need to know that this is a good opportunity and you must seize it."

Lisa paused and said, "I don't ask much of you, at least don't be the last one."

Zeng Xiaoxian thought about it again and again, and finally smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lisa, I will try my best."

"very good."

The two continued chatting for a while before Xiaoxian hung up the phone.

He looked at Ziqiao helplessly, and Ziqiao raised his eyebrows at him smugly: "What do you think? I told you that I would make your ratings skyrocket, right?"

“It’s skyrocketing.”

Xiaoxian said depressedly: "But my program is to help others solve their emotional problems, not to let others gossip about my emotional problems!"

"Who cares?"

Ziqiao spread his hands and said, "Teacher Zeng, you have to understand that no one in this world cares how many emotional problems you have solved.

"What they care about is always your ratings, popularity and how much sponsorship you can bring to the station."

"Look how good it is now."

He chuckled and said, "Everything is thriving and flourishing. Maybe this time you really have a chance to be selected as an outstanding radio host."

"Tsk, don't fool me with your nonsense."

Zeng Xiaoxian pouted and said, "Don't worry, my brother Xian is willing to accept the loss, and I will cash in the 100 scratch tickets."

Ziqiao waved his hands repeatedly to refuse: "No, I have changed my mind now and will never touch gambling again."

"Teacher Zeng, you should just cash it out."

"Well, let's cash it in."

Zeng Xiaoxian felt a little depressed, but even he didn't know where the depression came from.

It's obviously popular and the ratings have gone up, just like Ziqiao said: everything is thriving and getting better and better.

But why is he unhappy?

Zeng Xiaoxian shook his head, unable to figure it out. He raised his glass and said, "Cheers. Let's celebrate my great achievement of breaking the record and having a man confess his love to me in one night."

"cheers."

Nanfeng pushed Zhang Wei, who was still sad, and then raised his glass with Ziqiao.

……

In the evening, Zhang Wei, who had just reissued his ID card, leaned alone on the balcony of 3604, staring down at the last scratch ticket left in his hand.

"Oh, you're still sad?"

"With your mental state, what are you going to do at work tomorrow?
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Nanfeng controlled the Feixing wheelchair and came to Zhang Wei.

He pointed to the wine and lemonade in his arms: "Zhang Wei, don't be sad."

"How about we drink till we're drunk?"

"hehe."

Zhang Wei had a wooden face, bared his teeth and smiled at Nan Feng: "This is the first time I've heard that drinking lemonade can make you drunk with others."

He turned away depressedly, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm not in the mood to drink now."

"Hey, Zhang Wei, just consider it as a favor."

Nan Feng stuffed the bottle of wine into Zhang Wei's hand without further ado: "Just celebrate with me. I finally spent the damn 80,000 yuan."

"hiss……"

Zhang Wei felt his teeth itching when he heard this: "Nanfeng, you came here on purpose to provoke me, right?"

"No, I really want to celebrate with you."

"Ok."

Zhang Wei turned around and clinked glasses with Nan Feng: "So what did you buy?"

"Computer? Watch? Bag for Yumo?"

Nan Feng shook his head: "Neither, I donated the money."

Zhang Wei was stunned when he heard this: "Donated?"

"Yes."

Nan Feng looked unimpressed: “Don’t you all think I’m lucky to have won the lottery?
"But I'm a lucky person, and even though I won the jackpot, I still suffered a lot. I thought it might be because I didn't need the 80,000 yuan.

"In this case, let's channel this luck and bonus to places that need them more."

Nan Feng smiled and said what he often said: "If I do one good deed a day, I will have great merits."

"But you donated all 80,000 yuan. If you include the money you spent on treating everyone to a meal and buying scratch cards, then you still lost money, didn't you?"

"If I lose, I lose."

Nan Feng waved his hand, looking nonchalant: "Even if I didn't win the prize, I would still be happy to treat you to a meal."

Zhang Wei couldn't stop twitching when he heard this: "You look like this, and it seems that I have a low level of ideological awareness."

He took a sip of the wine in his hand, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Finally, Zhang Wei couldn't help but ask, "Nanfeng, do you think I've been a little too crazy these days?"

"Yes."

Nan Feng nodded matter-of-factly: "Very crazy, but understandable."

He paused, then smiled and said, "If it was you who paid for the gas and won the jackpot that day, I don't think I would be able to be completely indifferent at that time."

"But you won't be as crazy as me."

"That's because I'm rich, OK?"

Nan Feng rolled his eyes at Zhang Wei and said seriously, “Because I have money and confidence, I don’t particularly care about the 50,000 yuan.

"If I were also that Zhang Wei who is so calculating that he would break a bag of instant noodles in half to eat, I might be even more crazy than you."

“But the problem is there is no if.”

Zhang Wei looked at the setting sun in the sky, his tone filled with depression.

"I feel like I have been working very hard in my life, but after more than 20 years of hard work, life is like a goddess that I can never reach. Not only is she unwilling to pay attention to me, she also always likes to boss me around."

“That’s not called a goddess.”

Nan Feng said bluntly: "This is called a bitch."

"Oh, whether you call her a goddess or a bitch, it doesn't matter."

Zhang Wei sighed: "I try harder and harder, but it's all in vain.

“Once people have worked hard enough, they want to take shortcuts, but they find that the shortcuts in this world are only open to VIPs.”

Zhang Wei swore, which was rare: "What the fuck!"

"really."

Nanfeng nodded, he knew Zhang Wei was right.

but.

"But isn't true heroism to still love life after seeing its true nature?"

He poked Zhang Wei and said, "You are the most courageous man in Love Apartment. You can't be unable to do this, right?"

"Besides, I think you are quite lucky, Zhang Wei."

Zhang Wei pointed at himself in astonishment: "Me, lucky?"

"correct."

Nan Feng said, "You are the child of destiny who can be safe and sound even when sleepwalking on the sea. Who else can be as lucky as you?"

Zhang Wei was stunned: "What you said seems to make sense, but why do I always use my luck in such strange ways?"

"Who can predict luck?"

Nan Feng gave an example, “Look at Mr. Zeng, his luck is not much better than yours.

"But didn't he always have bad luck, but in the end he got a promotion, a raise, met a noble person, and his career flourished?"

He comforted Zhang Wei: "Look, it took Mr. Zeng many years to get his luck after graduating with a master's degree. You just graduated with a master's degree last year, so why are you in such a hurry?

"Zhang Wei, as long as you live a down-to-earth life, I believe that good times will come to you one day."

Zhang Wei asked nervously, "Really?"

"Yes."

Nan Feng nodded heavily: "You also know that I rarely lie."

"But you either don't lie to people, or you always lie to people and put them to death."

"Why would I cheat you when I'm full?"

Nan Feng took out a stack of scratch tickets from his arms and handed them to Zhang Wei in a bad mood: "If you don't believe me, then you can continue to scratch your scratch tickets and see if I am right or if we delayed your winning the lottery."

Zhang Wei took the scratch tickets from Nan Feng's hand with a strange look on his face: "Where did you get these scratch tickets?"

Nan Feng pointed in the direction of 3603 and said, "You can ask them."

Zhang Wei was startled when he heard this. He turned around and found that everyone in the apartment, including Xiao Hei and Sadako, had crowded onto the balcony of Room 3603 at some point.

He suddenly understood where the dozen or so scratch tickets that Nanfeng handed to him came from.

"Hi, Zhang Wei!"

Everyone waved to Zhang Wei shyly, and Zhan Bo, as a representative, shouted loudly, "Zhang Wei, stop after scraping off the last of the stock.

"Life is in the future tense. We will stay with you until the day when your luck turns."

"you……"

Zhang Wei's hand holding the scratch card trembled slightly, and his lips flickered like wings.

"How did the twelve of you get squeezed into one balcony?"

Everyone was embarrassed when they heard this: "Is this important?"

"Yeah, it's not important."

Zhang Wei looked down at the thirteen scratch tickets in his hand and suddenly smiled brightly.

He threw the scratch card in his hand out to the balcony without any hesitation.

These scratch tickets swayed gently in the breeze under the warm orange light of the setting sun, like fluttering golden butterflies.

Zhang Wei is no longer obsessed with his luck, because perhaps his fortunes had turned around a long time ago.

Zhang Wei turned around and grinned at everyone: "I've made a fool of myself these past few days. I'll treat you all tonight. I'll give everyone a bottle of iced black tea!"

"……it is good."

Everyone applauded and cheered in a state of confusion.

Just as Zhang Wei's face was filled with a bright smile, Aunt Wang's loud shout came from downstairs.

"Who is so lacking in public morality as to throw garbage downstairs?"

"Don't you know that according to the neighborhood regulations, throwing objects from high places will be fined 200 yuan?"

Zhang Wei was startled, his knees went weak, and he hid in the corner of the balcony. "You can't see me, you can't see me..."

"Zhang Wei! I recognize you!"

Aunt Wang put one hand on her waist, pointed in the direction of 3604 and shouted, "I have recorded the whole process. If you don't take the initiative to go to the residents' committee to pay the fine within three days, you just wait!"

Zhang Wei was struck by lightning when he heard this, and everyone raised their hands to cover their ears.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

"Do not!!!"

Zhang Wei's screams pierced the sky just as expected.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Everyone looked at each other and burst into laughter at the same time.

[Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei, you are really unlucky.]

……

Late at night, Zeng Xiaoxian’s live radio station.

Zeng Xiaoxian, who was overwhelmed by a bunch of calls from gossiping listeners, had scratched his head until it was a mess.

He just couldn't understand why there would be a group of people who stayed up late at night just to read gossip and ship couples.

And they are obsessed with the couple relationship between men!

I am here to help others solve their emotional problems, not to let others gossip about my emotional problems!!!
Xiaoxian's eyes were bloodshot, and he hung up the call from another spectator in a daze.

He said in a numb and low voice, "Okay, let's take the next call from our listener."

As expected, the call was once again answered at the speed of light.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Teacher Zeng."

The girl on the other end of the phone sounds a bit like... Lin Chiling?

"Yes, I am the good man. I am Zeng Xiaoxian~"

Xiaoxian buried his head in the table, listlessly speaking more clichés than ever before: "Excuse me, young lady, how should I address you?"

"It doesn't matter. I came to thank you."

"grateful?"

Zeng Xiaoxian raised his head woodenly, and a strange light flashed in his bloodshot eyes: "You want to thank me... for what?"

"Thank you for helping me solve my emotional problems."

"Lin Chiling" on the other end of the phone said: "Teacher Zeng, maybe you have helped too many people and have forgotten that you once helped my boyfriend and I overcome difficulties and get back together.

"We are getting married tomorrow, and I came here tonight to thank you."

"is it?"

[Your Moon My Heart] basically solves the emotional problems of young men and women. Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't remember when he had helped this "Lin Chiling" for a while.

"congratulations."

Zeng Xiaoxian felt like he was slowly coming back to life. He said excitedly, "Xiaoxian is sincerely happy and blessed for you here, and I wish you and your loved one to support each other and grow old together."

"…Thank you, Mr. Zeng. I also hope that you and your loved ones will be successful and your family will be happy."

Xiaoxian's face suddenly fell, and he continued to refute the rumor for who knows how many times tonight: "Madam, you may have misunderstood. Xiaoxian actually did not..."

"I know, it's not important."

"Lin Chiling" paused, and then she continued: "Teacher Zeng, Your Moon My Heart is a good program. Maybe it is not the program with the highest listening rate, but at least it has really helped a group of people who are confused and in emotional confusion.

“Perhaps those people have become as happy as I am with your help, and they may not listen to this program anymore, but you and your program have accompanied them through the most important and difficult time.

"Teacher Zeng, thank you. You are doing something very meaningful."

Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned when he heard this, and when he came to his senses, that "Lin Chiling" had already hung up the phone.

"Ok."

He let out a long breath and held the microphone with trembling hands: "Before listening to the next call, Xiaoxian has a few words to say to the listeners."

"Xiao Xian knows that many of our listeners tonight do not have any emotional confusion, and I am very happy about this.

"If everyone in the world can treat feelings correctly, then your moon and my heart will be able to retire successfully."

"But some of our listeners are still troubled by emotional problems. They hope to find solutions or spiritual comfort from Xiaoxian's program, and this is the meaning of the existence of Your Moon My Heart."

He bowed deeply into the microphone and said, "This morning, Xiaoxian's friend said something to Xiaoxian."

“He said: Teacher Zeng, you have to understand that no one in this world cares how many emotional problems you have solved.”

"But it turns out that what he said was wrong."

"Xiaoxian is not a very good radio host, but since there are people in this world who care about this, then Xiaoxian will care about it too."

Xiaoxian straightened his back and his eyes gradually became firm.

he repeated.

"Xiao Xian, I..."

"I really care!"

“Xiaoxian’s next move may cause dissatisfaction among some listeners, but I still hope that my telephone editor Judy can carefully select subsequent listener calls.

"No matter what, please let those listeners who really need Xiaoxian's help hear Xiaoxian's greetings to them."

He stared at Judy with a firm and stern look, meaning that she had to do what he wanted.

"Okay, let's move on to our next listener call."

……

3604, in Yumo’s bedroom.

Yifei took off the black-tech bow tie of [Sound of Nature] and threw it to Yumo.

“Tell Nanfeng, this thing uses electricity so fast, I almost got exposed.

"I just don't understand, is it so difficult to ask Xiao Hei to change the battery capacity?"

Yu Mo put the bow tie on the bedside table. She asked in surprise, "You actually expect me to give you advice to Nan Feng and Xiao Hei?"

"How can I remember it?"

"Right."

Yifei patted her forehead and said, "Forget it. I'll find time to talk to them myself."

She turned off the radio and got into bed: "Sleep, sleep, I'm so sleepy that I'm still awake at this hour."

Yu Mo covered his mouth and laughed: "I can't help it, who can blame me?"

Yifei said stubbornly: "Don't think too much, I just saw injustice and helped out, I was afraid that Zeng Xiaoxian, this idiot, would be led astray by Lu Ziqiao.

“They don’t even think about the fact that in this era, they are still trying to attract traffic and create highlights.

"boring!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

As the leader of the Xian Fei CP fans, Yu Mo's mouth corners have long been stretched to the back of his ears.

Yifei pointed at Yumo's nose and said, "I'm warning you, don't let your imagination run wild.

"Also, please keep it a secret for me!"

"it is good."

Yu Mo smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely keep it a secret for you."

"That's good."

Yifei quickly covered her ears, which were slightly hot, with the quilt and said, "Go to sleep!"

"it is good."

Yu Mo glanced in the direction of 3603 and murmured, "I will definitely keep it a secret for you..."

On the balcony 3603, Nanfeng, who was sitting in a wheelchair eating watermelon, shook his head and smiled helplessly.

You have to keep Yifei a secret. Does that mean I should find a chance to talk to Teacher Zeng about this?

"Not urgent."

Nan Feng raised his lips with a wicked smile: "Since we are looking for an opportunity, we must find a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

……

It's another night, at the Sunny Bar.

"Let us congratulate Mr. Zeng for being nominated for the Outstanding Radio Host Award!"

Nan Feng raised his lemonade and said, "Cheers, everyone!"

"it is good!!!"

Everyone clinked their glasses with laughter.

"Thank you everyone, thank you everyone."

Zeng Xiaoxian grinned and said, "Although I didn't get selected as the best radio host this time, I am very happy to have received this nomination."

Curry Sauce chuckled and said, "Yeah, even if the one with the lowest ratings can be nominated, I would be happy too."

"What words! What kind of words are these!"

Zeng Xiaoxian said proudly: "I regret to inform you that the highest record of [Your Moon My Heart] ranking last has stopped there and it can no longer reach a new high as time goes by."

"Yo, it looks like your show isn't at the bottom of the list after all this month?"

Ziqiao asked cheerfully, "How is it? How many people are there this time?"

"Humph."

Xiaoxian proudly stretched out a palm and boasted: "Fifth from the bottom!"

"cut……"

Everyone uttered a groan of disdain.

"What are you doing!"

Xiaoxian patted the sofa and said, "The ratings aren't the point. The point is that what I said on the show that night was posted on the Internet, and I'm famous again!

"This time, my image is no longer that of a hapless host pursued by fanatical same-sex fans, but a conscientious host whose listening rate has been at the bottom for many years, but who still remembers his original intention and mission despite the huge traffic."

He took a sip of his wine and said proudly, "Lisa said that although my behavior may not keep many listeners for my program, our entire radio station has received positive publicity.

"If my ratings weren't so bad, the honor of being the outstanding host of this radio station would definitely be mine."

Xiaoxian leaned on the sofa and laughed: "Yesterday the director came to my radio studio to shake my hand and praised me for being a good comrade.

"My position as the deputy director of the channel is now completely secure. Once I gain enough experience, I will probably be able to be promoted to director smoothly."

"Congratulations, Teacher Zeng."

Wan Yu smiled and said, "I was wondering why you invited me so straightforwardly this time. It turns out good things come in pairs."

"That is."

Xiaoxian said loudly: "You can order whatever you want to drink today, Brother Xian will take care of it all!"

"it is good!!!"

As everyone was laughing and cheering, Sarah, the bartender who was familiar to everyone, came over with her hands behind her back.

"Excuse me, who ordered the lemonade just now?"

Nan Feng blinked: "It's me, what's wrong?"

"I know it's you, I'm just going through the process."

Sarah said, "Congratulations on becoming the 10,000th drink customer of our Sunny Day Bar since its reopening. You've won a prize!"

Nan Feng was stunned when he heard this: "What prize did you win?"

"Dang-dang-dang!"

Sarah took out a whole tray of scratch tickets from behind her back: “Three hundred scratch tickets, the highest prize is up to one million!

"Are you happy? Are you excited?"

Everyone froze in place for a moment.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

Nanfeng smiled miserably, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"south wind!"

"south wind!!"

"south wind!!!"

(End of this chapter)