I'm in Love Apartment, and the system is making me cultivate immortality.

Chapter 305 Failed works are worthless, and so are people!
Gu Yifan ladled out another bowl of porridge for himself and also cut a salted duck egg for Lin Wanyu.

After dinner, I sat down on the sofa to digest my food.

Lin Wanyu, who had just been throwing a tantrum at Gu Yifan, was now snuggling against him again, rubbing her slightly full belly.

"Gu Yifan~"

"Ok?"

"People think they've gained weight recently, what do you think?" Lin Wanyu asked lazily.

Gu Yifan glanced at Lin Wanyu. "A little."

"Nonsense!" Lin Daiyu retorted angrily, "I only said there was a possibility of weight gain, not that I was actually fat!"

"Oh, then you haven't gained weight, have you?" Gu Yifan was used to Lin Wanyu's split personality.

Lin Wanyu said, feeling wronged, "But you said I've gained weight!"

"I misspoke," Gu Yifan said casually, twirling a strand of Lin Daiyu's hair with his fingertips.

"No, that's not it at all." Lin Wanyu started to wallow in self-pity again. "You're telling the truth, aren't you?"

"Are you saying I'm too fat? That I don't have the same figure as Sister Yifei and the others?"

Hearing Miss Lin's quiet tone, Gu Yifan felt a chill run down his spine.

Just as I was about to say something, I saw a sly glint in her eyes.

Reacted immediately.

Lin Wanyu is not usually like this, so why did she suddenly become so pretentious and affected like a little girl?

"Oh, you said that on purpose, didn't you?"

Gu Yifan realized what was happening, saw through Lin Wanyu's disguise, and pretended to tickle Miss Lin, but she cried out and broke free.

"Don't run away!"

Seeing Lin Wanyu's smiling face, Gu Yifan got up and pretended to chase after her.

"Hehe, you actually found out." Lin Wanyu playfully stuck out her tongue at Gu Yifan.

She ran for two steps and then stopped.

Gu Yifan gently pulled her back into his arms. "Where did you learn all this?"

Gu Yifan was thankful that he hadn't met any girls who were 'split personality' yet, and none of the girls around him were the pretentious type.

Otherwise, I'd get a terrible headache.

“Let’s watch TV dramas like ‘Do you love me? I love you. How much do you love me?’ Hehe, don’t you think it’s interesting?”

Miss Lin's answer left Gu Yifan speechless, and he pinched her straight nose.

"Don't watch these kinds of melodramas anymore, or you'll end up like Teacher Zeng, a bitter woman."

Lin Wanyu imagined what Teacher Zeng would look like living the life of an old lady with a headscarf, and chuckled.

"Haha, if Teacher Zeng knew you talked about him like that, he would definitely fight you to the death."

After Lin Wanyu finished laughing, she leaned on Gu Yifan's shoulder, her bright eyes carefully examining his features.

The living room fell silent for a moment.

Gu Yifan was also admiring Lin Wanyu's exquisite face; she was beautiful even without makeup.

"What are you looking at?"

Why are you looking at other people?

The two asked in unison.

Lin Wanyu burst out laughing, and Gu Yifan also chuckled.

Lin Wanyu generously opened her arms and placed them on Gu Yifan's shoulders, softly saying, "Gu Yifan~"

"I'm right here. Next time, just say what you need. You're acting like you're calling a dog," Gu Yifan said helplessly.

Lin Wanyu's eyes crinkled into crescent moons as she smiled. "I'll keep calling, I'll keep calling, until you're old and hard of hearing, then I'll whisper your name in your ear."

As she spoke, Lin Wanyu's cheeks flushed slightly.

Perhaps this is what they mean by love at first sight; seeing Gu Yifan, Lin Wanyu couldn't help but think about her future married life with him.

How should we plan the wedding?
How to go on a honeymoon.
She plans to go to the beaches of the Maldives to take wedding photos.

He also wanted to take Gu Yifan to his Angers winery to taste the purest wines.
Lin Wanyu wondered what the world would be like after the two of them got married. Although she had never experienced it, she was looking forward to it.

I look forward to spending the rest of my life with Gu Yifan.
Gu Yifan couldn't understand Lin Wanyu's thoughts, but he could sense her sweet emotions.

The two unconsciously moved closer to each other.
Just as their lips were about to touch.

"Hehe." Lin Wanyu suddenly leaned back, trying to escape Gu Yifan's embrace. "It's so late, I need to wash up and put on makeup. I have to go to the bank later."

Gu Yifan's forehead creased with annoyance.

Miss Lin was definitely doing this on purpose, Gu Yifan was absolutely certain.

Just as Lin Wanyu was about to escape, Gu Yifan caught her slender waist.

"Let's kiss first, then go wash up."

Gu Yifan's tone was somewhat domineering, which made Lin Wanyu giggle, revealing her little tiger teeth. She knew that Gu Yifan would not let her go easily.

"Ugh, the smell of food is still there after eating! No, no!"

"Well"

The room fell silent again.

Waiting for Miss Lin to wash up and get dressed is a time-consuming task.

Gu Yifan simply patted his butt and ran to 3602 to see what kind of dish Meijia was planning to cook.

Gu Yifan vaguely remembered that Guan Gu's business suffered a major setback, which seemed to be caused by the pot of sushi.

Based on what Mika said this morning, Guan Gu went to the publishing house.

Gu Yifan had a very strong premonition.
3602, Living Room

Meijia, wearing an apron, was arguing with Ziqiao.

Gu Yifan walked in and saw Lu Ziqiao being held at knifepoint by Meijia, huddled on the sofa. He chuckled to himself.

Even Ziqiao has his moments; it's all because this kid rejected his invitation this morning.

"Meijia, calm down, calm down," Lu Ziqiao earnestly advised Meijia. "You're still young, don't go down the path of crime."

"I'll spray you to death with a mouthful of salt water! Lu Ziqiao, you've been on a rampage of illegal and criminal activities for ages!"

Meijia questioned him aggressively.

"Why was the phone bill for the suite so expensive last month? What did you do with it?!"

Just then, Lu Ziqiao spotted Gu Yifan entering the suite and quickly reached out his hand.

"Old Gu, help me! Help me! Meijia is trying to murder me because of the phone bill!"

"Well, I think Meijia would definitely be willing to do anything for me." Gu Yifan stood by the coffee table, a smile playing on his lips, and answered seriously.

Lu Ziqiao: "?!!"

The things that Lu Ziqiao did, while not all deserving of execution, certainly add up to the fact that he deserved to die.

"Ziqiao, just accept your fate. I'll scatter your ashes on the beach so you can still see bikini-clad beauties even after you're dead," Gu Yifan said quietly.

After hearing this, Lü Ziqiao exclaimed eagerly, "Then I really thank you!"

This statement should clearly be interpreted in reverse.

Gu Yifan shrugged. "No need to thank me, but Meijia, tell me what's wrong first. If Ziqiao deserves to die, I'll hold your arm so you can shave."

When Meijia saw Gu Yifan, her stern face relaxed a little. She glared at Lu Ziqiao and moved the kitchen knife away from his neck.

"Look at this, last month the suite cost over five hundred yuan in phone bills!"

Curious, Gu Yifan stepped forward and picked up the bill that was slapped on the table.

"Five hundred yuan? Ziqiao, do you own a company? My company's phone bill doesn't even reach that much in a month."

That said, with the increasing popularity of mobile phones, landline phones are gradually fading out of use.

Out of curiosity, Gu Yifan picked up the phone bill and took a look.

Good heavens. Speechless.

"Nearly two hundred inquiry calls, each costing two yuan? Ziqiao, are you crazy?"

No wonder it's so expensive; that doesn't even include the time Ziqiao used the landline to chat with girls on the phone for hours.

"Hey, Lao Gu, you don't understand. You have to cast a wide net to catch more fish, that way you have a better chance of winning." Zi Qiao said confidently, his eyes darting around.

Meijia put her hands on her hips, a half-smile on her face, and asked, "So, may I ask, Mr. Lü, how much money did you win?"

"Of course I won, I won!" Lu Ziqiao retorted, about to answer with a straight neck.

After thinking for a moment, he shrank back, looking guilty.

"Although I only won twenty yuan, but!"

"At least I hit it, it must be because I didn't hit it enough!"

"Oh, shouldn't I praise Ziqiao baby for doing such a good job, such a great job!"

Meijia, hands on her hips, said with exasperation, "Pah! You hit 168 already, isn't that enough?"

"If you're unlucky, don't pretend to be a gambling god!"

Meijia grew angrier the more she talked, "Anyway, you paid your own phone bill last month!"

Gu Yifan was just wondering why Meijia had the phone bill from 3602, but then he realized that Meijia was only moving to 3603 at the end of the month.

"Oh well, it's just a matter of time before Guan Gu has to pay his phone bill. It's no big deal. Besides, Mei Jia, you don't live here anymore, so why bother?"

Lu Ziqiao secretly reached out and took a piece of the regular sushi that Meijia had made, stuffing it into his mouth.

Gu Yifan shook his head, feeling that Lu Ziqiao truly deserved to die.

Then, a loud bang.

The door opened, and Guan Gu walked into the suite dejectedly. Gu Yifan saw him, paused for a moment, and remained silent.

"Hey, Guan Gu, you're back."

Upon seeing Guan Gu return, Mei Jia's expression instantly changed, and she asked with a beaming smile, "How did the collaboration with the publishing house go?"

When can I see your standalone book?

Guan Gu remained silent, his expression grave.

Lu Ziqiao turned around and handed the phone bill to Guan Gu. "By the way, Guan Gu, there's a little surprise—your bill~" "It is a bit expensive, but since you're about to reach the pinnacle of your life, I suppose you won't be short of a little money~ It's nothing."

Meijia rolled her eyes, snatched the bill from Lu Ziqiao's hand, gritted her teeth, and raised her fist at him, as if to say she would smash his dog's head in!
At this moment, Guan Gu, who had been silent since returning, finally said with a sad expression, "Meijia, Ziqiao, Yifan has something I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

Mika blinked, also sensing something was amiss.

He quickly and lightly walked around the coffee table, picked up the sushi that Ziqiao had secretly eaten, and presented it to Guangu, saying, "Presenting this treasure!"

"Guan Gu, would you like to try some? I made it according to the Kansai style. Do you like it?"

Guan Gu shook his head and said sullenly.

"I don't need it. I'm bankrupt."

"Huh?" Mika was stunned. "Bankruptcy?"

The living room was quiet.

"Is today April Fool's Day?"

Lu Ziqiao asked curiously, and Meijia nodded in agreement.

Lu Ziqiao then said, "Guan Gu, don't joke around. Your solo book is about to be published."

Gu Yifan, on the other hand, remained silent, thinking to himself, "What's coming is coming."

He had told Guan Gu before.

Don't invest blindly, especially don't put all your savings into your comics.

But it seems that Guan Gu did not heed Gu Yifan's advice.

After all, the publishing house that Guan Gu signed with is a large company, so he has no reason to worry about problems with the cooperation.

But when you're down on your luck, even drinking cold water can cause problems.

Guan Gu felt even more dejected.

He lowered his head and said to himself, "My comic was rejected by the publisher and couldn't be published."

"Why?" Mika asked, bewildered.

"I heard that their old president passed away last week, and the new president felt that my comic style was not pleasing, so he returned my comics."

"So sudden? Everything was fine before, he even flew over to discuss cooperation with you," Mika said, puzzled.

"Could it be that the old president is in poor health?"

"Hey, people get sick when they get old, and it's common for them to pass away suddenly. My condolences." As he spoke, Ziqiao secretly took two more sushi while Meijia wasn't looking.

He handed one to Gu Yifan.

Gu Yifan waved his hand in refusal, but Ziqiao casually stuffed both of them into his mouth and chewed them vigorously.

"No, I heard he choked to death on sushi," Guan Gu said in a deep voice.

"Cough cough cough."

Lu Ziqiao was stunned upon hearing this, his throat tightened, and he immediately coughed loudly.

Clutching his throat in obvious pain, he was ignored by Meijia, who was only concerned with comforting Guangu.

Seeing Ziqiao cough until his face turned a deep liver color.

Gu Yifan stepped forward and subtly gave him a hard pat on the back.

While helping Lu Ziqiao clear his throat, he also released his resentment.
Whew! That felt great!
No wonder Yifei likes human punching bags so much; they really do feel amazing.

Ziqiao managed to swallow it, but his eyes rolled back and he collapsed onto the sofa.

Hmm, it looks a bit dead.

"Is that so?"

Mika awkwardly picked up the plate. "Then... I'll go cook the sushi into seaweed rice porridge."

"no need!"

Guan Gu looked up, his eyes red-rimmed.

No wonder he kept his head down.

Presumably, she was feeling unwell on the way and didn't want her friends to find out.

"I'd rather choke to death on sushi, I'm never drawing comics again!" Guan Gu shouted!
Upon hearing this, Gu Yifan stepped forward to comfort Guan Gu.

"Don't say that about Guan Gu. It's just that the new president doesn't like your comic style. You can submit your work to a few more companies."

Meijia nodded quickly.

"Exactly, we can't put all our eggs in one basket. We should try a few more."

Guan Gu looked bewildered and exclaimed in horror, "Meijia, you're so scary! It's one thing to hang me, but you have to use multiple ropes!"

"Are they afraid I won't die quickly enough?"

"Pfft." Gu Yifan chuckled.

"Guan Gu, you misunderstood. Mei Jia meant that you should try a few more companies."

Comics, novels, music.

These usually don't have very specific evaluation criteria.

Some people may really like a certain style, while others may not.

The tastes of magazine and publishing editors are also highly subjective.

Judging a work as good or bad based on personal preference.

Don't be too discouraged if you get rejected by a publisher; you might as well try a few more times.

Of course, the premise is that the work actually has market value, rather than being a painting or a poorly written piece.

Guan Gu, who was stuck on a rut, hesitated upon hearing this and said sullenly.

"But I don't have any extra money to cover my living expenses during this period."

"I invested all my savings in the 'Love is a mediocre book'."

"But didn't your publisher agree to publish your comic?" Mika asked curiously.

"That's right, but they're dragging their feet on releasing the information and they want to withdraw their investment. There's nothing I can do about it," Guan Gu said, somewhat frustrated.

I was blinded by the prospect of publishing a standalone book, so I invested all my savings without any guarantee of anything.

Now the publisher has said that it's not that they won't publish it for him.

The distribution process should proceed gradually, releasing other people's works first, then his.
Guan Gu was completely bewildered and lost.

"Alright, Guan Gu, don't be discouraged. I can help you contact other publishers. There will always be someone who likes your style," Gu Yifan advised Guan Gu.

"As for investment, I happen to be short of illustrators. If possible, you're welcome to work part-time, Guan Gu."

"No need," Guan Gu refused outright.

His strong sense of pride prevented him from accepting Gu Yifan's kindness.

After all, he was a veteran in the comic book industry, and he even introduced Gu Yifan to the business.

Now Guan Gu has heard that Gu Yifan's comic has started serialization and is about to be released as a standalone volume. He even saw the Under One Person advertisement on the subway today.

In comparison, how could Guan Gu possibly accept Gu Yifan's help?

"If my comics can't sell, then they're garbage!"

"Trash doesn't deserve to survive in this industry! I'll find a way to scrape together my living expenses and I'll keep going."

After saying this, Guan Gu stood up and bowed to Gu Yifan.

"I appreciate your kindness, Yifan, but please let me have some peace and quiet for a while. I'll head back now."

Guan Gu turned around and went back to his room.

Meijia raised her hand, wanting to persuade him to stay, but she couldn't say anything comforting, so she reluctantly put it down.

"What should I do now?"

"What to do—just make do."

Lu Ziqiao said casually, "Relax, relax, Guan Gu will come to his senses. His comics are pretty good, he can just switch to another publisher."

Lu Ziqiao didn't think it was a big problem.

"By the way, Mika, you're not going to lose your job, are you?"

Facing the heartless Lu Ziqiao, Meijia glared at him fiercely, her eyes practically spitting fire.

Seeing this, Lü Ziqiao said helplessly, "Look, what's the use of me being anxious? It's just that the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is. Guan Gu needs time to calm down."

"Enough! Stop making excuses for your cold-heartedness!" Meijia shouted angrily, her eyes wide.

"If you won't comfort Guan Gu, I'll go myself!"

After saying that, Mika rushed to Guan Gu's room.

Lu Ziqiao was somewhat displeased and turned his head away sullenly, "Old Gu, look at this, Meijia is targeting me every day!"

Gu Yifan shook his head. Meijia is an absolutely emotional girl, while Ziqiao, though seemingly emotional, is actually very rational.

Neither of them did anything wrong; it was just that Lu Ziqiao's carefree attitude made Meijia, who cared about Guan Gu, feel uncomfortable.

"Alright, Ziqiao, stop complaining. You're being hypocritical after getting the benefits. Guangu is bankrupt, so you won't be able to take advantage of him anymore."

Upon hearing this, Ziqiao nodded, "That's true. Never mind, I'll go and comfort Guangu later and help him get back on his feet. If he doesn't get back on his feet, who am I going to borrow money from?"

Gu Yifan: "."

At this moment, door 3602 was pushed open again.

Lin Wanyu, dressed up, walked in. "Gu Yifan, let's go."

"Okay." Gu Yifan nodded. "Then I'll be going now. Remember to comfort Guan Gu properly, and don't say anything sarcastic."

Ziqiao nodded, "I know, I know. I didn't say anything sarcastic."

After Gu Yifan led Miss Lin away by the hand.

On the way, Lin Wanyu asked curiously what had happened, and Gu Yifan told her the whole story.

"Guan Gu is so pitiful, should we help him?"

Gu Yifan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll find a way to help him without you even having to ask."

Gu Yifan had a premonition that the company might be about to receive another expert with a Japanese anime style.

(End of this chapter)