Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 131 The Wind Chimes of 3604 (Part 2)

Although everyone was worried about Guan Gu, given his wheelchair's speed of 70 mph and his smooth drifting uphill maneuvers, he was either already halfway up the mountain or...

Just like Ziqiao said, the destination of racing is always the stars and the sea.

Fortunately, the high-tech watches that Meijia provided to everyone showed that Guan Gu's vital signs were normal except for a slightly faster heartbeat. So the rest of the people were able to relax for the time being and head up the mountain at a leisurely pace.

"Wanyu, are you sure you want me to do your makeup?" Zhanbo was so nervous that his hand holding the foundation trembled slightly.

Wan Yu sighed and pointed to the nonchalant Zi Qiao standing to the side: "Do you think I have a better choice?"

Ziqiao shrugged: "If you ask me about fashion trends and styling, I have a lot of experience, but when it comes to makeup, I only know the word 'makeup'."

"This prodigal son knows the names, types, and actual effects of most major cosmetic brands on the market, and also has hundreds of different complimenting techniques."

"No matter how a girl is dressed, I can always find something special about her and praise her to the skies."

Ziqiao paused for a moment: "In short, all I know are theories for wooing girls, I've never actually tried them in practice. If you're really willing to let me try, I'm fine with it."

"But let me make this clear first, I can't guarantee what kind of monster I'll turn into."

"No, I think Zhanbo is fine." Wanyu forced a numb smile.

Since neither of them has any makeup skills, Zhanbo and Ziqiao would naturally choose Zhanbo.

No matter what form Zhanbo will ultimately take, Wanyu has prepared for the worst.

However, when Zhanbo actually started to make his move, Wanyu realized that she had underestimated him.

Zhanbo tremblingly held the powder puff and pressed it onto Wanyu's face, his actions extremely careful, as if he was afraid of ruining Wanyu's makeup.

In addition, the two of them were applying makeup while walking, which was quite inconvenient. It was only after they had taken seven or eight steps that Zhanbo dared to lightly touch Wanyu's face with his powder puff.

At this moment, Wanyu was still able to patiently comfort Zhanbo: "It's okay, just be bold and keep pressing. If you press the foundation a little thicker, you can just spread it out later."

Zhanbo was already flustered, and after hearing Wanyu's words, he immediately slapped forward forcefully. Just then, Wanyu was talking and looking at Zhanbo.

The result was that the powder puff, covered in foundation, forcefully blocked Wan Yu's mouth.

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"

Wan Yu spat several times before wiping her mouth fiercely and glaring at Zhan Bo.

"Lu Zhanbo!"

"Wanyu, I didn't mean to." Zhanbo gave a smile that looked more like a grimace.

Wan Yu's first reaction was, of course, anger, but looking at Zhan Bo, who seemed even more aggrieved than herself, she could only sigh helplessly: "Fine, let's continue. Remember to pat evenly, following the texture of your skin back and forth."

Looking at Wan Yu, whose mouth was covered in foundation, even the usually carefree Curry Sauce couldn't help but feel a little worried: "You two won't end up like Zhan Bo later, will you?"

Nanfeng raised her makeup case with her right hand, indicating that she was just a tool to carry the case.

The eldest brother didn't say a word, but just kept staring at the curry sauce from various angles as he walked, and occasionally made a lot of strange gestures with his hands.

"Senior Brother, what are you doing?" Seeing her senior brother acting so strangely, Curry Sauce became even more flustered.

She didn't want to be fed a mouthful of foundation.

The eldest disciple, as always, spoke with a pause: "I'm observing your..."

"..."

"...composition and proportion."

Curry sauce: "???"

What exactly is he saying?

"We've observed enough." The eldest brother reached out to Nanfeng. "The girls' cosmetics shop uses..."

"..."

"...What kind of paint?"

Nanfeng and Curry Sauce were completely confused. After a moment, Curry Sauce hesitated and said, "Although I don't understand what Senior Brother is saying, he must be talking about foundation."

Nanfeng, who knew nothing about makeup, rummaged through her makeup box for a long time before finally finding the foundation and handing it to her senior brother. After taking the foundation and opening it, her senior brother couldn't help but frown slightly.

"This color doesn't suit you..."

"..."

"...its hue is only good enough to make do with."

Seeing how professional his senior brother was, Nanfeng exclaimed, "You really can't judge a book by its cover! I never expected you could even do makeup, senior brother!"

"I don't know how to do makeup."

The senior brother rhythmically patted Curry Sauce's cheeks with a powder puff, slowly spreading the foundation along the skin's texture. His seemingly ordinary hands were surprisingly precise and steady.

Even now, while climbing a mountain and applying makeup, the senior brother's hands have not shown any tremors that a normal person would experience.

"But I'm a professional painter, and I've been painting for many, many years..."

"..."

"...human headshots."

The eldest brother stared thoughtfully at the powder puff in his hand: "This thing seems to be easier to use than a paintbrush for oil painting."

Curry Sauce quickly took the mirror from Nanfeng and looked at it. She was stunned: "Senior Brother, your foundation is so well done, you didn't even need concealer."

Faced with Curry Sauce's praise, the senior brother simply continued to watch her quietly.

Due to the lack and absence of paint (foundation), the painting he initially conceived had to be adjusted accordingly.

"The next step should be to confirm..."

"..."

"The light and the dark side." The eldest brother reached out to Nanfeng.

Nanfeng was momentarily at a loss as to what to offer.

Even though my senior brother was speaking Chinese, I could understand every single word he said, and I could put them together to know what he meant.

Nanfeng just didn't know what to do next.

"The senior brother must be referring to shadows and highlights," Curry Sauce guessed.

Although she doesn't know how to paint, she does know a little about makeup.

Wan Yu looked enviously in the direction of the curry sauce, then turned around and looked at Zhan Bo and Zi Qiao with a resentful expression.

Ziqiao was also shocked: "Are you kidding me? Art students actually get a boost from makeup!"

No wonder the girls he dated before, who were art students, looked completely different before and after makeup. It turns out they weren't putting on makeup, but painting on their own faces.

Actually, it makes sense when you think about it. Makeup is all about color, lines, and proportions, which are just the basic skills of art students.

Having a painter of the caliber of the senior apprentice do the makeup is truly a case of overwhelming superiority.

At that moment, Zhanbo was applying eyeliner to Wanyu. When Wanyu gave him such a resentful look, his already trembling hands shook even more violently.

"Wanyu... wavy eyeliner should be fine, right?" Zhanbo asked.

Wan Yu asked Zi Qiao expressionlessly, "What do you think of the wavy eyeliner?"

Ziqiao looked at Wanyu's face, which had uneven layers of foundation, messy shadows, and eyeliner drawn with wavy lines all the way to her ears.

More than a hundred different compliment lines flashed through his mind, but he couldn't find a single one that he could actually use.

After all, none of the girls selected by Zi Qiao have such terrible makeup skills.

This would surely delight even Dong Shi, and bring tears to the eyes of Mo Mu.

Ziqiao quickly shifted his gaze, looking straight ahead, unable to bear watching any longer.

"It's really good. The good thing about this makeup is that it's unique. It's definitely a level that has never been seen before or since."

[In his inner world, Ziqiao looked up to the sky and sighed: I've told countless lies in my life, but this is definitely the first lie that makes me feel guilty.]

Zhanbo, you're really something!

……

With the vastly different makeup skills of Senior Brother and Zhanbo, unless Ziqiao and his friends resort to some underhanded tricks, the outcome of the beauty test can basically be considered a done deal.

However, framing someone is something that should only be done once within the limits of the rules. If you only think about sabotaging the other party in every test, then your character is too narrow.

So even the most shameless Ziqiao just obediently carried his makeup case without making any unnecessary moves.

At first, he gave Zhanbo a lot of advice based on his appreciation of beautiful women, but when Zhanbo turned Wanyu into someone that even a god couldn't save, Ziqiao stopped saying anything.

It's all tears when I talk about it.

Don't misunderstand, these tears aren't his. He was just afraid that Wanyu would feel wronged and cry later.

The six of them walked and put on makeup, never expecting that even though they were walking so slowly, they could still catch up with Zeng Xiaoxian, who had started running first.

"Teacher Zeng, that's way too exaggerated!"

Ziqiao looked at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was panting heavily, with despair in his eyes. He was still hoping that Xiaoxian could improve their team's average time and win this physical test.

As it turned out, this disappointing thing had even less stamina than I had imagined.

Sheshan is just a hill less than 100 meters high. How long can the mountain path go?

"What's the rush...?" Xiaoxian gasped for breath, pointing to the mountaintop. "Guan Gu's wheelchair has already drifted up there. What's the point of us rushing any faster?"

Nanfeng explained, "You probably haven't had a chance to see the message Meijia sent to the group yet. Guan Gu's use of the high-tech wheelchair is a violation of the rules, but given his leg problems and inability to climb up, Guan Gu's time to reach the top will not be counted in the total score."

"In other words, as long as the average time of the four of you is faster than the average time of the three of us, you will win the test of physical strength."

Zeng Xiaoxian lowered his head and waved his hands repeatedly, "But I really can't climb anymore... Are we... are we almost at the top?"

"Teacher Zeng, we've only just reached the halfway point of the mountain."

Wan Yu's words nearly drove Zeng Xiaoxian to despair. He looked up at Wan Yu, but was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed.

"Holy crap, what the hell is this?!"

Xiaoxian's exclamation made Wanyu, who was already in a bad mood, even more depressed.

Zhanbo quickly helped Teacher Zeng up and whispered in his ear, "Teacher Zeng, this is Wanyu."

"Nonsense, how could Wanyu possibly look like that!"

With Zhanbo's help, Zeng Xiaoxian slowly moved forward. Having prepared himself mentally, he looked directly at the hideous makeup again and actually saw a resemblance to Wanyu on the monster's face.

Zeng Xiaoxian tentatively called out, "Wanyu?"

"Hmm..." Wanyu responded irritably.

"Heh." Zeng Xiaoxian pointed at Wan Yu, looking like he wanted to laugh but was holding it in.

He nudged Ziqiao: "Did you draw this shrew?"

Ziqiao, trying to suppress a laugh, waved his hands repeatedly.

"That's Zhanbo's drawing." Xiaoxian put his arm around Zhanbo's shoulder. "You're really something, kid."

Xiaoxian pointed at Wanyu, then immediately covered his eyes, unable to bear looking at her.

Reason told him that he should say nothing and do nothing, and that pretending not to see anything and moving on was the best option. However, his scoundrel instincts and suicidal desires compelled him to say something.

In the end, instinct prevailed over reason, and Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't help but slap his thigh and burst into laughter: "Look at Curry Sauce, and then look at Wan Yu..."

"Hahahaha..."

"This blush looks like it's been punched and has caused subcutaneous bleeding."

"With this foundation and contour, it really looks like there are patches of red, white, and black."

"Huh..."

"This looks exactly like a female ghost who was beaten to death in life!"

Zeng Xiaoxian patted Zhanbo, who was almost crying, and continued to laugh heartily while clutching his stomach: "And...and this lipstick."

"Good heavens, this lipstick looks exactly like a female demon who has just given birth to and eaten a child and hasn't wiped her mouth yet, especially when paired with her dark blue-black eyeshadow."

"She's definitely a cannibalistic female demon."

Zeng Xiaoxian laughed and talked and talked and laughed, until tears came out of his eyes.

He completely ignored the sympathetic looks from Ziqiao and Nanfeng, as well as Curry Sauce's quiet advice to shut up. Xiaoxian wiped away his tears and laughed breathlessly, "Wan, Wanyu, it's obviously a waste of your talent to go to Halloween with your current makeup."

"You should, you should just go and make horror movies. You'd be the next Oscar-winning actress for horror... if those judges hadn't been scared to death by your makeup."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at everyone and asked, "Why aren't you guys smiling?"

"Hehehe..." Surprisingly, Wanyu was the first to laugh out loud. She looked at everyone and smiled sweetly, "Teacher Zeng is right, why aren't you all laughing? Isn't it funny?"

As Nanfeng and the other two looked at Wanyu's face, which resembled a demon or rabha, and saw the purest and most innocent smile, a chill ran up their spines and into their hearts like a venomous snake.

It's not a good place to stay for long, let's leave!

"Senior Brother, is it okay if Curry Sauce's makeup looks like this?" Nanfeng desperately winked at her senior brother.

For the eldest brother, although the painting on Curry Sauce's face was only half-finished, he couldn't care less about pursuing art in the current situation.

Knowing he spoke slowly, the eldest brother simply stopped talking and nodded repeatedly.

Nanfeng urged, "Then let's hurry up and go up. Guangu is still waiting for us."

The three exchanged a glance, and without even saying goodbye, hurriedly ran towards the mountaintop.

Seeing Nanfeng and the other two fleeing in panic, Ziqiao also wanted to escape with them.

"Hey, why are Nanfeng and the others walking so fast?" Zeng Xiaoxian was still in his cheeky state and hadn't realized what was happening at all.

What do you think?

Zhanbo and Ziqiao looked resentful.

Wanyu quickened her pace and stepped forward, patting Zhanbo and Ziqiao on the shoulder, asking, "Are we already destined to lose these two points?"

"Um."

"Since I've made such a huge sacrifice, shouldn't you make it up to me?"

The two nodded in unison. In this state, Wan Yu would have been able to agree to all of Wan Yu's requests, let alone the two of them. Even if Yi Fei were to meet her in person, she would have been able to nod and agree to all of Wan Yu's requests.

"Please give your orders, heroine. We will do whatever it takes to make amends."

"My request is very simple."

Wan Yu pointed at Zeng Xiaoxian in a fit of rage: "Whatever my face looks like now, you two will draw the same way on his face."

"I'm going to put up a picture of this jerk after he's done his makeup at the entrance of the Love Apartment complex!"

"Okay!" Ziqiao and Zhanbo replied obsequiously.

Zeng Xiaoxian turned to run, but with his weak body lacking stamina, how could he possibly escape the combined capture of Zhanbo and Ziqiao, two formidable warriors?

"Teacher Zeng, being foul-mouthed always comes at a price."

Ziqiao said with a grin, "I was worried about who Wanyu would vent her anger on, but you rushed to take the fall. You're truly our good brother."

Zhanbo said with a sigh of relief, "Teacher Zeng, we will never forget your great sacrifice. This day next year will be the first anniversary of your death in the community. We will mourn for you then."

Zeng Xiaoxian was held firmly by the two men and could only watch as Wan Yu, with a ferocious expression, took out foundation from her makeup case and approached him step by step.

"Wanyu, Wanyu, I was wrong. I will never be shameless again. Please give me a chance."

"No!"

……

At the summit of Sheshan Mountain, Nanfeng and his group of five eagerly awaited the arrival of the remaining four who had reached the top.

Wanyu walked at the front, skipping and humming a song all the way.

Happiness is something that comes from comparison. When she was the only one who was transformed into a ghost, Wanyu instantly felt like the most unfortunate little thing in the world.

But once she has a companion who is even uglier than herself, Wan Yu can immediately be revived and become that quirky little girl like a fawn in the forest.

The only downside was that Teacher Zeng seemed even happier than her.

"I laugh triumphantly, laugh triumphantly..." Zeng Xiaoxian made a grand entrance on the flat ground at the top of the mountain, dancing to the style of Michael Jackson.

Although Xiaoxian danced with great enthusiasm, he really doesn't have any athletic talent. Compared to Xiaoxian's comical dance moves, even his eyebrow dance seemed so excellent.

Zeng Xiaoxian stood still and pointed his sword finger at Nanfeng from afar: "Nanfeng brat, since you dare to challenge me, the number one in the world, I, Chen, will accompany you to the end!"

"Chen, you're getting old. It's time to step down from your position as the number one martial artist in the world. Today, I'll show you, you old codger, that the martial arts world now belongs to us young people!"

Nanfeng retorted without hesitation, then covered her mouth and whispered to Zhanbo and Ziqiao, "What's this guy doing, going crazy in broad daylight?"

Judging from how easily you accepted the premise and acted out a scene with him from afar, it seems like you're not entirely innocent either.

Ziqiao thought to himself, but still explained aloud, "What other illness could it be? He's just letting himself go."

"A grown man is making a scene just because he's been made up a little. He's crying and wailing that he's a public figure and how can he face his fans if they see him made up like this?"

Ziqiao looked regretful: "I said one more thing because I thought he was too noisy. Looking like this, who would recognize you as Zeng Xiaoxian?"

"After thinking about it carefully, he realized that it made sense... and then he started causing trouble from the middle of the mountain to the top."

Curry Sauce understood: "So this is what they mean by 'Chen Moumou is the one who's embarrassed,' what does it have to do with me, Zeng Xiaoxian?"

"It seems my older sister was right. Teacher Zeng has really gone crazy from being a host." For the first time, Zhanbo looked at someone with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Guan Gu disagreed, saying, "Don't be fooled by Teacher Zeng's usual cheeky attitude towards acquaintances. He actually has to maintain a certain image even when he's out buying groceries. It's good to let him let loose a bit."

Ignoring the crazed Zeng Xiaoxian, Meijia simply said to Wanyu and the other two, "Given the current situation, I probably don't need to announce the winners of the Physical and Beauty Trials, right?"

Wanyu and Ziqiao nodded dejectedly.

Who would have thought that after taking the lead, they would be chased down by the senior team in just one afternoon, forcing them to match point.

Wan Yu was frustrated because she had come all the way to the top of the mountain with such ugly makeup, but hadn't even received a single point.

But for Ziqiao, the 1-3 score was a bolt from the blue. If he lost just one more point, he would have to hand over his title of "Little White Dragon in the Waves" to his senior brother.

If word gets out, how will I ever be able to face the world again?

Not to mention, the image of Senior Brother flirting with Meijia kept flashing through Ziqiao's mind. If he lost the title of Little White Dragon in the Waves to him today, who knows what he would lose to him tomorrow.

Thinking about it this way, Ziqiao suddenly felt that the cheers from his senior brother's side were a bit too noisy.

"Should we stay on the mountain for a while or go home? Yifei is still waiting for us at the apartment," Meijia asked the group.

Nanfeng didn't care at all; they had already explored the scenery on the mountaintop while waiting for Wanyu and the others to come up.

Although Ziqiao and his group had just reached the summit, Wanyu was only interested in going back to remove her makeup. Ziqiao glanced at the top of Sheshan Mountain and, finding no pretty girls there, wasn't particularly interested in staying any longer.

As for Zhanbo, he naturally prioritized Wanyu's opinion.

The eight who reached a consensus now only need to face one last question.

"Does anyone know how to get Teacher Zeng to quietly accompany us down the mountain?"

Ziqiao pointed at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was shouting and venting his emotions: "We've endured it for half the mountain road, we really can't take it anymore."

"Isn't that simple?"

Nanfeng snapped his fingers, and he found a tourist and the two of them whispered something to each other.

The tourist immediately ran up to Zeng Xiaoxian, but before they could exchange more than three sentences, Zeng Xiaoxian covered his face and ran down the mountain.

"How did you do that?" Wanyu asked in surprise.

Nanfeng smiled smugly: "I found a tourist who was annoyed by his shouting and asked him to pretend to be a fan of the Salted Vegetable Club and tell Xiaoxian that he recognized Xiaoxian by his voice. He asked if the two of them could take a picture together and post it in the group chat."

"Someone as concerned about his public image as Xiaoxian would naturally run as far away as possible."

Everyone gave Nanfeng a thumbs up.

……

When everyone returned to Love Apartment, Wanyu and Xiaoxian immediately covered their faces and rushed into 3601 without looking back to remove their makeup. Nanfeng, who was a bit of a germaphobe, also planned to go back and change her clothes.

When he arrived at the door of 3603, most of the cardboard boxes in the corridor had disappeared, and he could hear a constant tinkling sound.

The sound was very soft and gentle, like a wind chime hanging less than an inch above the water.

A gentle breeze blows, and no matter how soft the sound of the wind chimes is, it can create ripples on the lake of the heart.

Nanfeng could no longer distinguish whether the ripples in his heart were due to the wind chime-like sound or the familiar yet frightening breathing and heartbeat mixed in with it.

Nanfeng watched the figure struggling to carry two or three cardboard boxes and sighed helplessly.

"Do you need any help?"

What do you think?

Yu Mo put down the cardboard box, turned around, and tilted her head to look at him.

The two looked at each other in silence, with only the wind chimes at the entrance of 3604 embracing the gentle breeze and creating ripples in the distance.

I'm coming

This two-in-one chapter contains over 6,300 words. I spent most of today in the car and amidst music and music. For someone like me who doesn't have any drafts saved up, this was quite a challenge.

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