Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 589 The Lonely Root of Three

Everyone's attention was drawn to Guan Gu, who looked listless and depressed. Youyou went up to him and took his arm, asking him a question.

"Guan Gu, you've already finished your Chinese class assignment, so why do you still look so sullen?"

"Don't even mention it."

Guan Gu plopped down on the sofa, dejectedly explaining, "Actually... I still can't write that essay."

"But later, perhaps my spirit moved God, because yesterday a paper airplane flew in through the window and landed next to me."

"Paper airplane?" Zhanbo's eyes suddenly lit up with a dazzling light upon hearing this.

Although, after his older sister reminded him, he had given up the idea of ​​dedicating the poem to Wanyu as a Valentine's Day gift.

But that half-poem was, after all, the first love poem I ever wrote for a girl, so it still held great significance for me.

Guan Gu continued, "When I opened the paper airplane, I found a poem inside, titled 'The Lonely Square Root of Three'."

Yifei thought the poem's title was ridiculous, so she asked directly, "Are you sure this is a poem?"

Guan Gu chuckled and said, "Actually, I'm not too sure either, but it looks very similar, so I just copied it down and gave it to my Chinese teacher."

Zhanbo was eager to know how his love poem turned out, so he impatiently asked, "What did your teacher say?"

"Failed."

Guan Gu's three casually uttered words instantly made Zhan Bo's face fall.

Wanyu saw Guan Gu leaning back on the sofa, looking very unhappy, so she comforted him, "Guan Gu, this is probably some elementary school student's Chinese homework, that's why it's folded into paper airplanes and flying around."

"that is."

Youyou gently patted Guangu's chest to comfort him, saying, "It's okay, failing is failing."

"Next time we'll write it ourselves, and it'll definitely be better than that elementary school student's."

"hehe……"

Hearing Wanyu and Youyou's words, Zhanbo almost burst into tears from feeling wronged.

[Me? A primary school student?]

Are my love poems really that bad?!

Guan Gu sighed and continued, "Failing the homework isn't the worst thing. What's worse is that my teacher used my essay as a negative example and read it aloud in class."

"One of my Jamaican classmates uploaded my essay online in thirty seconds. I'm going to become the laughing stock of the entire internet."

"It's just a poem, why make such a fuss?"

Yu Mo didn't believe the poem had such a great influence, so she took out her phone and started searching.

"The lonely square root of three... has been found!"

Yu Mo said excitedly, "Guan Gu, it seems you're really going to become famous. This is the number one post in the Top Ten Funny Posts on Baidu Tieba."

"Let me see."

Yifei took Yumo's phone and began to recite the poem with intonation.

"I'm afraid I'll always be that lonely square root of three."

"Why does my three have to hide under this ugly square root symbol?"

"How I wish I were a nine, because a nine only needs a tiny bit of calculation to escape this cruel fate."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The girls couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zhanbo was on the verge of a breakdown as he listened to Yifei loudly reciting the love poems she had written.

Especially when they started comforting Guan Gu, saying the poem was nonsensical and utter nonsense, that someone must have written it as revenge against society.

If Guan Gu were to write it seriously, he would definitely write something ten thousand times better than this guy.

……

Zhanbo sat to the side, listening dejectedly to their attacks on the poem, his whole body visibly hunching over.

He lowered his head further and further, so ashamed that he almost dug a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground with his toes.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Zhanbo took a deep breath and stood up abruptly.

"...You guys continue, I'll go find Nanfeng and the others."

He said this and ran towards the billiards area of ​​the bar without looking back. A moment later, he saw Nanfeng, Zhang Wei and Ziqiao playing billiards.

Nanfeng calmly wiped the golf clubs. At Ziqiao's urging, he smiled slightly and bent down.

In an instant, Nanfeng narrowed his eyes, held his breath, and stared intently at the white ball on the table, his expression focused and serious.

"Watch me, hole-in-one!"

With a loud shout from Nanfeng, he thrust his cue straight at the cue ball.

To Zhanbo and Ziqiao's astonishment, the white ball flew out in an extremely tricky parabola and slammed heavily into Zhang Wei's shapely buttocks, who was facing away from the south wind and waving to Zhanbo.

"what!"

Zhang Wei cried out in pain, instinctively covering his buttocks with both hands and jumping three feet high.

"Zhang Wei!"

Nanfeng only had time to extend one hand, and shouted at Zhang Wei with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

Zhang Wei, landing on his backside, turned around and asked Nanfeng through gritted teeth, "Which hole did you get into with that shot?"

"An accident! This was purely an accident!"

Nanfeng chuckled dryly, "This is my first time playing pool, so it's understandable that a little accident might happen."

Zhang Wei exclaimed, "You call this a minor accident?"

"Thank goodness I wasn't facing you directly!"

As Zhang Wei recounted this, he felt a little relieved.

Even if you almost get holed out, it's still better than having no descendants.

At least there's plenty of flesh on my butt, so it didn't hurt much when I was hit.

Ziqiao stood aside and made sarcastic remarks: "Nanfeng, we've been playing this game of billiards for almost an hour."

"You haven't even managed a proper shot, let alone scored a goal."

"Give up, you just don't have the talent for playing table tennis."

Zhang Wei nodded in agreement, saying, "Nanfeng, your pool skills are terrifying. Zhanbo is here, so you should just watch."

"cut."

Nanfeng scoffed in dissatisfaction, and seeing Zhanbo walking towards him with a sullen face, he patted Zhanbo on the shoulder reassuringly.

Nanfeng happened to hear him reciting "The Lonely Square 3" as he wrote it, so she knew why he was unhappy.

"Don't be sad, the first time is always like this."

Nanfeng said self-deprecatingly, "If you don't believe me, look at me. I was laughed at by Ziqiao the first time I played billiards."

"Feed".

Ziqiao retorted defiantly, "What do you mean by 'so lowly that I can laugh at you'? Can't I laugh at you?"

Nanfeng ignored Ziqiao and handed the golf club to Zhanbo, saying, "Come on, regain some confidence in your area of ​​expertise."

[Nanfeng: I just don't understand, what's so fun about two people taking turns poking a ball into the hole with two sticks?]

[Nanfeng: I can't learn it, I can't learn it, let Zhanbo do it instead.]

Zhanbo took the club and glanced at Zhang Wei, who looked even more depressed than Guan Gu, out of the corner of his eye: "Zhang Wei, all you did was get your butt bumped by the ball."

"Given the speed and mass of that ball, it shouldn't have hurt you like this."

That's not what's bothering him.

Nanfeng used just six words to explain Zhang Wei's current mood.

"Xiaoli is getting married."

"Xiao Li?"

Zhanbo was taken aback at first, then nodded in realization: "Xiaoli is the girl you liked so much before, right?"

"But you've already become best friends with him, so what's there to be sad about?"

"I'm not sad. I've completely let go of Xiaoli."

Zhang Wei's explanation only earned him skepticism from Zi Qiao and Zhan Bo.

"Really, I've really let it go," he explained loudly again. "Our relationship is really good now, like family."

Zhanbo asked, "Then what are you still upset about?"

"...It's nothing, it's just that Xiaoli invited me to her wedding, and I don't know if I should go."

"So?"

Nanfeng still doesn't quite understand why Zhang Wei would be so upset over such a small thing: "If you want to go, then go; if you don't want to, just find an excuse to refuse."

"No one is forcing you to make a choice, so why make things so complicated?"

"You don't understand," Zhang Wei sighed. "Xiao Li invited me herself, and I felt bad not going."

Nanfeng blinked: "Then let's go."

"But her parents treated me very well before, and they treated me like their future son-in-law. It would be very awkward for me to go there now."

"Then I won't go."

"But Xiaoli invited me personally, so I felt bad not going."

"Then let's go!"

"But her parents treated me very well before, and they treated me like their future son-in-law. It would be very awkward for me to go there now."

"Damn, it's another Teacher Zeng!"

Nanfeng cursed loudly, then turned to Ziqiao and said, "Xiao Hei told me to stay calm and not be arrogant or angry these days, and not to be overjoyed or sad. Ziqiao, you go and scold him awake."

Ziqiao snapped his fingers, his words cutting straight to the heart: "Zhang Wei, is it possible that you're the only one here arguing about whether it's better to go or not?"

"Actually, whether you go or not isn't that important to Xiaoli and her parents."

……

Zhang Wei felt like a straw man on Zhuge Liang's boat, being shot with arrow after arrow.

"Alright, it's just Xiao Li."

Ziqiao stepped forward and put his arm around Zhang Wei's shoulder: "Valentine's Day is almost here, and I'm swamped with work. You'll have to put up with it for a few more days."

"After Valentine's Day, we'll be each other's wingmen when we go out to pick up girls."

"At that time, not only Xiaoli, but even Zhongli and Dali, I will help you get them."

Zhang Wei was taken aback: "Dali?"

"vigorously?"

Nanfeng frowned slightly; a bad feeling suddenly crept into his heart.

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)