Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 247 Auntie finally arrived on horseback.

That night, Nanfeng and Ziqiao talked for a very long time.

However, most of the time it was Ziqiao who did the talking, while Nanfeng responded with a few words in silence.

The two chatted until the early hours of the morning before Lu Ziqiao finally couldn't stay awake any longer and went back to room 3602 to sleep.

However, as soon as he returned to the suite, he was caught by Mika, who had been waiting for him.

Listening to the two arguing beside her, Nanfeng estimated that Ziqiao would have to hold on for another hour or so before he could finally get Wanjia to fall asleep.

Unlike Ziqiao, who wanted to sleep but couldn't, Nanfeng also unusually didn't go to bed on time tonight, but instead went into the musical instrument storage room.

He stared quietly at the corner covered by the white cloth, lost in thought.

The next day, Nanfeng and Ziqiao both slept in late, which was unusual for them.

Around 9 a.m., Ziqiao woke up and went to room 3603, where he bumped into Nanfeng, who had just returned from training and changed his clothes.

Having regained his composure, Zi Qiao, carrying a bottle of liquor in each hand, chuckled mischievously as he approached Nan Feng: "Want a sip?"

"Get lost," Nanfeng said with a laugh.

"Have a sip, it'll refresh you." Ziqiao handed the bottle in his left hand to Nanfeng.

Nanfeng suspiciously took the bottle, took a small sip, and then immediately spat it all out.

"Pooh!"

Nanfeng frowned, clicked his tongue several times, and then said with lingering fear, "Isn't this thing a bit too bitter?"

"This is 100% pure bitter melon juice, it's good stuff."

Ziqiao smiled smugly: "Given that you can't drink alcohol, it would be too cheap for you to drink lemon juice."

"So I used bitter melon juice instead. It's good for young people to experience some bitterness."

Nanfeng looked at the bottle in his hand with disdain: "So, when you drink alcohol, this is all I can drink?"

"Of course," Ziqiao said matter-of-factly.

Nanfeng nodded: "Anyway, alcohol isn't much better than bitter melon juice. I really don't know why you guys like drinking so much."

Even without any health reasons, Nanfeng had never drunk much alcohol before. Perhaps he was just the kind of person who was born unable to appreciate the allure of alcohol.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

Ziqiao clapped his hands and beckoned Nanfeng to follow him.

"Where to?"

Nanfeng checked the time: "You're not going to a bar to pick up girls at this hour, are you?"

"How could that be? I'm here to do something important."

Ziqiao straightened his collar and walked towards the gate without looking back.

"Get in your car, let's go to the airport together to pick someone up."

"Picking me up from the airport?"

……

"Lu Ziqiao, is this the airport pickup you were talking about?"

Nanfeng was holding up a poster of an obscure female celebrity, standing expressionlessly among a group of enthusiastic fans who were also holding up banners, posters, and postcards of her.

Nanfeng held up the poster, obscuring her utterly speechless face.

Ziqiao held up a banner and shouted the name of that obscure, unknown star.

He shouted and excitedly pushed his way forward, looking every bit the die-hard fan.

Amid the shouts of other enthusiastic fans, Ziqiao answered Nanfeng's question in a low voice.

"Yes, aren't we picking someone up at the airport right now?"

Nanfeng wished she could completely cover her face with the poster: "But you didn't tell me you were picking up a celebrity."

"And when did you become such a die-hard fan?"

Nanfeng put down the poster, glanced at it casually, and said confidently, "Besides, she doesn't fit your aesthetic."

It's not that this obscure actress isn't pretty, it's just that her figure...

To put it another way, even if Mika came, the moment she saw this poster, she would proudly puff out her chest and feel proud of her feminine charm.

"What crazy fans? It's all fake."

Ziqiao pointed to the twenty or thirty people around them and explained in a low voice, "Where would a nobody like this get so many enthusiastic fans at the airport?"

"They hired all of these people with their own money; we're just doing part-time work."

"When that minor celebrity arrives, we'll chase after her for her autograph."

"Someone like you who can't bring himself to do it can just follow the crowd and earn a hundred dollars each time."

"You can squeeze up and get the poster signed; it costs 150 yuan per person."

"A performance like mine, where I'm all screaming and crying my eyes out while pushing and shoving, is worth a whopping 250!"

Nanfeng nodded and said, "That's pretty stupid."

She thought Ziqiao was coming to the airport to pick someone up, since according to Ziqiao, his aunt was only going to be in Shanghai in the next few days.

It turns out he was just doing a part-time job.

But making money isn't shameful.

Making money this way is much better than what he did before, selling miracle pills and conducting "scientific experiments."

"Oh well, fine, I'll be a fool then."

"Why should we be at odds with money in this life?"

Ziqiao muttered to himself, "There are plenty of jobs in this world where you can make money as long as you're shameless. The kind of jobs we do are already considered to be very, very low."

Just as the two were talking, the "enthusiastic fans" at the front started to scream loudly.

"Swallows! Swallows!"

Immediately afterwards, Nanfeng felt himself being pushed forward by the people behind him.

Nanfeng subconsciously raised the poster again to cover her face, then joined the group of "enthusiastic fans" in shouting in an inconspicuous voice.

After Nanfeng finally regained his footing, he looked up to look for Ziqiao, only to find that Ziqiao had already squeezed in, crying and shouting almost frantically.

"Swallow! Swallow! Swallow, how can I live without you!"

"Swallow, take me away, Swallow!"

Nanfeng thought for a moment, then held up the poster while silently taking out his phone to start recording.

As a die-hard fan, recording videos, taking photos, and posing for pictures is a perfectly normal thing to do, right?

As for accidentally recording Lu Ziqiao, that's a perfectly normal thing.

……

When Ziqiao returned triumphantly with 350 yuan in cash, he generously pulled out a 100-yuan bill and stuffed it into Nanfeng's hand.

"Here's a reward for you."

"Get lost, this is clearly my own payment for my work, okay?"

Nanfeng smiled, took the money, and stuffed it into his pocket: "What should we do next?"

"Of course we'll continue to pick them up from the airport."

Ziqiao shrugged: "We've come all this way to the airport, we can't possibly earn just this much money."

"Quite a few obscure celebrities came here this morning, and I've arranged their schedules according to their flight schedules."

Nanfeng pouted: "Lu Ziqiao, you're not planning to make me do part-time work all day today, are you?"

"Dream on, that would be too easy on you."

Ziqiao chuckled and said, "By the way, I need to remind you that the airport pickup just now was a rehearsal. From now on, you have to do whatever I do."

Nanfeng said with a strange expression, "You mean you want me to be a fool like you?"

"It's a profit of 250!" Ziqiao corrected.

"They're pretty much the same." Nanfeng smiled helplessly.

Now that he's practically part of the entertainment industry, he's not as averse to celebrities and fans as he was when he was a child.

It's just a little awkward to pretend to be a die-hard fan.

After thinking it over, Nanfeng reached out and asked Ziqiao.

Do you have any face masks?

"Yes." Ziqiao was prepared.

……

And so, Nanfeng and Ziqiao shuttled between the various exits, becoming the ultimate fanatics of all sorts of obscure, unknown celebrities.

After working until past 1 p.m., Ziqiao patted his bulging wallet and grinned at Nanfeng: "How's it going?"

"Aside from a dry mouth, I don't feel anything else."

Ziqiao pulled out two folded posters from somewhere and handed one to Nanfeng: "Then hang in there a little longer, this is the last one."

Nanfeng raised an eyebrow when he saw the poster, and looked at Ziqiao in disbelief.

"Does Zhou Xun now need to buy fans to greet her at the airport?"

"Please look carefully, okay? What Zhou Xun? Her name is Tang Youyou."

"I don't know him."

Nanfeng shook his head; this was clearly another actor he had never heard of before.

Lu Ziqiao grinned mischievously, "Anyway, after picking her up from the airport, we can go back."

Nanfeng saw Ziqiao's wicked smile and immediately sensed something was wrong.

He looked around and asked, "Why are only the two of us holding the posters this time?"

"Because she's my aunt," Ziqiao replied matter-of-factly.

"Auntie?"

Nanfeng was taken aback. He looked down and examined the girl on the poster closely: "I thought your aunt was at least twenty-seven or twenty-eight, if not thirty."

"But she looks younger than you, doesn't she?"

Ziqiao shrugged: "Yeah, she's a year or two younger than me, otherwise why would I call her Auntie?"

"Isn't this a bit too small?" Nanfeng complained.

Ziqiao was also helpless: "What can I do? She's my mother's thirteenth sister."

south wind:……

My mother's thirteenth sister?

Very good, very powerful.

Your maternal grandparents are quite a pair; I imagine they have almost no other entertainment at night.

Nanfeng really wanted to ask about the details of Grandpa and Grandma Qiao's situation, but after thinking about it, she decided to give up.

"So you came to pick up your aunt from the airport after all."

"Yeah, since we're all coming here to pick up people anyway, we might as well take this opportunity to earn some extra cash."

Ziqiao nudged Nanfeng and said with a mischievous grin, "Even if I'm wearing a mask, my aunt will still recognize me."

"So when my period comes later, you'll know what to do by yourself, right?"

"How do I do it?" Nanfeng asked, pretending to be confused even though he knew the answer.

"Of course, we want her to feel the enthusiasm and warmth of her fans. Just do what you did earlier."

"Is that so..."

Nanfeng stroked her chin: "But we'll be roommates from now on, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"This is your stupidity."

Ziqiao slapped three banknotes into Nanfeng's hand.

"I feel so ashamed that I'm the only one pretending to be a die-hard fan right now."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go too far!"

Ziqiao stared wide-eyed at Nanfeng, who was about to make an exorbitant demand.

"Don't forget it's still my turn. You believe me? I'll find a hot girl this afternoon, go on a date, set up a relationship, and go straight to home base tonight. Let's see what you're going to do then!"

"Damn, I completely forgot about that."

Nanfeng, feeling rather bored, handed the two hundred and fifty yuan back to Ziqiao: "Alright, let's do it your way."

In fact, he was also very curious to see how Zi Qiao's aunt would react when he pretended to be a fanatical fan and went up to her.

Ziqiao nodded in satisfaction, then suddenly pointed to the exit and his eyes lit up.

"Get ready, get ready, she's coming out."

Nanfeng turned his head and saw a girl with a large suitcase at the exit, who looked very mischievous and clever.

"What was her name again?" Nanfeng, whose memory was poor, asked again to confirm.

"Tang Youyou, her name is Tang Youyou."

Nanfeng snapped his fingers, then, holding the poster high, charged forward with practiced ease.

Ziqiao quickly hid as well.

……

Tang Youyou dragged her heavy suitcase out of the exit.

She looked around but couldn't find any trace of her unreliable nephew.

"That rascal Lu Ziqiao, he wouldn't be so focused on chasing girls that he'd stand me up again, would he?"

Tang Youyou sighed as usual. Just as she was about to take out her phone to contact Lu Ziqiao, she heard a loud shout in her ear.

"Tang Youyou! Tang Youyou!"

Tang Youyou~~ I love you~~

"My brain and my heart, every organ in my body is speaking..."

I love you!!!

Youyou was stunned for a moment. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a strange man wearing a mask rushing towards her with his poster in his hand.

Youyou didn't even realize who the man was or what he wanted to do. Just seeing him running towards her with a clear goal in mind, she instinctively retreated as quickly as possible.

Under Nanfeng's astonished gaze, the girl named Tang Youyou decisively released her grip on the large suitcase.

then……

She did five handsprings in a row and then backed away.

Here it comes, our little auntie is here!

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