Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 689 Ziqiao and Xiaoxian's Bet

"Hey, hey, hey, this is outrageous!"

Xiao Xian's face was droopy, and his eyebrows twitched frequently in a V-shape.

He said, feeling wronged, "I'm already so heartbroken and upset, and you three bastards not only don't comfort me, but you're also here laughing at me!"

Nanfeng sighed: "Teacher Zeng, it's not that we don't want to comfort you, but if something really goes wrong with your live stream, we will definitely help you find a way to resolve it without hesitation."

"If there's really no other way, we'll strip Ziqiao naked and tie him to Lisa's bed, and that will make sure you get through this safely."

"What?"

Ziqiao was startled by these words: "Nanfeng, you've gone too far! Teacher Zeng is your own brother, and I'm just your fake cousin, right?!"

"Don't argue, I was just using a metaphor."

Nanfeng patted Ziqiao on the shoulder: "Besides, haven't you always wanted to be a hero? Sometimes a hero doesn't necessarily have to stand in the light; he might also be lying there naked."

"Go! Go! Go!"

Ziqiao slapped Nanfeng's hand away in disgust: "If it were any other beautiful woman, I could accept using my looks, but Lisa is really not an option."

Nanfeng scoffed, "I was just saying it casually, why did you take it seriously?"

Before Ziqiao could say anything, Nanfeng plopped down, her gaze towards Zeng Xiaoxian filled with helplessness.

"Teacher Zeng, if something really happens to you, we will definitely help you find a solution."

"But all you did was livestream yourself burping, what are we supposed to do?"

Guan Gu, who was standing to the side, nodded and said, "That's right. Besides, hiccups aren't a big deal. Teacher Zeng, you can just let it go."

Xiaoxian raised his voice and reiterated, "But I'm live-streaming! I'm live-streaming!"

Ziqiao scoffed dismissively: "What's so strange about that? I've even seen news anchors yawn, and they're still alive and well."

Xiao Xian raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Is that so?"

"certainly."

Ziqiao sat down, crossed his legs, and said, "It's been reposted more than ten million times online, which is higher than the viewership of the evening news."

Ziqiao meant to comfort Zeng Xiaoxian, but his words only made Zeng Xiaoxian more anxious.

Xiaoxian clutched his hair with both hands, wailing repeatedly, "It's all over! It's all over!"

Good news doesn't travel far, but embarrassing stories spread like wildfire.

"It's because of busybodies like you that we public figures have it so easy!"

"Wait a minute."

Ziqiao sized up Zeng Xiaoxian, raising an eyebrow with amusement: "The news anchor is a public figure, but you..."

He scoffed, "At best, you're someone who answers midnight phone calls in front of a microphone."

"I……"

Xiaoxian stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

"That's not entirely true."

Guan Gu smoothed things over, saying, "Isn't Teacher Zeng still a TV program host? He's a well-known figure now."

"Look! Look!"

Upon hearing Guan Gu's words, Xiao Xian straightened up instantly: "Guan Gu is truly knowledgeable and understands my brother Xian's current status and dignity."

"Teacher Zeng, then you have even less reason to be sad and upset."

Ziqiao said, "Anyway, your current fame and career development are all focused on 'Xiaoxian's Appointment,' so what's a burp on a midnight radio program like 'Your Moon, My Heart'?"

"Lu Ziqiao!"

Zeng Xiaoxian said seriously, "I'm a radio host, I have my own professional ethics, okay?"

"So?"

Ziqiao blinked, puzzled, and replied, "So you're also a radio host who answers midnight horror calls...?"

He sighed: "You don't understand, the radio station is currently holding an award for outstanding host."

"As you all know, I just became the deputy director of the channel. Although all the procedures are reasonable, legal and compliant, because the program has been at the bottom for years, a lot of people are gossiping about me behind my back."

Xiao Xian paused, clearly not wanting to voice the messy rumors and gossip from the radio.

However, just by looking at his expression, Nanfeng and the other two could guess what was going on. Anyway, these rumors were nothing more than attacking his work ability, fabricating his identity and background, and making lewd jokes, saying that he had a nepotistic relationship with the female leader.

and many more!

Perhaps it's not just female leaders...

The three of them exchanged a knowing glance.

Xiao Xian continued, "In short, I need to demonstrate some achievements in both management and hosting skills, otherwise how can I gain the respect of the public?"

He leaned listlessly on the sofa and complained, "Now look what happened, I suddenly started hiccuping during my live stream, and it was the kind of hiccup that just wouldn't stop once it started."

"If this is anonymously reported by some malicious, competitive colleagues, not only will we have no hope of being reviewed, but we'll also lose our bonus!"

"oh."

The three nodded, finally understanding why he was so agitated.

Nanfeng said, "Teacher Zeng, if I were you, I wouldn't be too worried about becoming an excellent host."

Why?

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes lit up. He sat up straight and asked excitedly, "Nanfeng, do you think that everyone can see how excellent I am? Even if some malicious people slander me, they can't tarnish my shining image in the eyes of my superiors and colleagues?"

Nanfeng sighed and put his hand to his forehead: "Don't overthink it. What I mean is, unless you're the station director's biological son, or you've bribed all the judges."

"Otherwise, with your radio program having the lowest listenership, you would never be chosen as the best host."

Zeng Xiaoxian's excited smile slowly disappeared, and he was petrified by Nanfeng's truth.

Nanfeng continued to deliver the final blow, each word piercing Xiaoxian's heart.

"In other words, you and your program pose no threat to other hosts at all. Even if they wanted to engage in cutthroat competition, they wouldn't report you."

He shrugged and said, "It's like giving an award for the greatest anime of the century."

Some people think One Piece is the best, some people think Detective Conan is known to everyone, and some people think Naruto is the eternal god.

In the end, the winner was "Love Triangle Cat".

"What?!"

Guan Gu, who was standing to the side, did nothing, but Nan Feng's words also deeply hurt him.

"Stay calm."

Nanfeng turned to Guan Gu and comforted him, "It's not that your 'Love Triangle Cat' is bad, it's just that it's still far behind your previous anime works. You should take another twenty years to mature."

Guan Gu scoffed expressionlessly.

Ziqiao nudged the petrified Zeng Xiaoxian and said gloatingly, "Teacher Zeng, your level is too low. You're not ready to compete for the title of outstanding radio host yet."

Listen to me, don't think too much about things that don't belong to you.

Xiao Xian muttered under his breath, unconvinced, "Even if I'm a nobody, I still have to have some dreams, right?"

"Dreams and wishful thinking are two different things."

Ziqiao waved his hand and said confidently, "And I can guarantee that not only will your colleagues not listen to your program, but even your boss will not listen to it at all."

"So Teacher Zeng, you can rest assured, you are absolutely safe."

"Zhang Wei's situation is more urgent right now. You need to help us figure out how to wake him up."

"impossible!"

Zeng Xiaoxian had mixed feelings. He didn't know whether he wanted his colleagues and superiors to hear him burping on live stream.

But he still craned his neck and said, "My program is broadcast live throughout the city. What if my colleagues at the radio station also have relationship problems and want to hear my opinion?"

"Also, Lisa is my direct supervisor, she'll definitely listen to my show!"

"There are plenty of live relationship advice shows all over the city, why would they need to tune in at midnight to listen to your 'Midnight Horror'?"

"Your moon is my heart!"

"Okay, okay, your moon is my heart."

Ziqiao glanced at Zeng Xiaoxian, whose face was full of resentment. His eyes narrowed, and his competitive spirit was instantly ignited.

"Teacher Zeng, it seems like you think everything I'm saying is nonsense?"

"certainly."

"Very well, then I accept your challenge."

Zeng Xiaoxian was taken aback: "What challenge?"

"Teacher Zeng, let's make a bet."

Ziqiao said confidently, "If your so-called live-streaming incident is discovered or reported, then I lose."

"Conversely, if no one notices your livestream mishap within three days, then I win."

"So, how about it, wanna bet?"

"Forehead……"

Xiao Xian hesitated for a moment, then weakly raised his eyes and asked without much confidence, "What are we betting on?"

Ziqiao thought for a moment, his gaze sweeping over Nanfeng across the way and Zhang Wei, whose computer had crashed.

He then slapped Zeng Xiaoxian.

"Holy crap! The Buddha's Palm?!"

Xiao Xian was startled. He grabbed a sofa cushion and held it to his chest, asking warily, "Lu Ziqiao, do you really need to go this far?"

"No, betting on the Tathagata Palm technique in a sure-win situation is simply bullying."

A mischievous glint appeared in Ziqiao's eyes: "How about this, whoever loses has to buy the other fifty scratch-off lottery tickets?"

"Scratch-off lottery tickets?"

Xiao Xian asked疑惑地问道, "What do you need this thing for?"

He shrugged: "Just trying my luck. Maybe the free scratch-off tickets I get from someone else have a lucky streak, and I might win 50,000 yuan and have some fun."

As soon as Ziqiao finished speaking, Zhang Wei, who had been lying on the sofa in a daze, suddenly sat up.

"Free scratch-off tickets?! Free scratch-off tickets with a luck bonus?!"

Zhang Wei licked his lips, his eyes burning as he asked, "Can I participate in this betting game?"

"Damn, Zhang Wei, you woke up just like that?"

Seeing this, Nanfeng couldn't help but complain, "Too hasty! Zhang Wei, you woke up way too hastily!"

"If I'd known you wanted scratch-off tickets, I would have bought you ten."

"It's a deal!"

Zhang Wei gripped Nanfeng's hand tightly and said, "I must pull off this spectacular comeback and make up for the 50,000 yuan I missed..."

"Scrape it back!"

Nanfeng, Xiaoxian, Ziqiao, and Guangu exchanged helpless glances, and the same thought arose in their minds at the same time.

[Damn it, has Zhang Wei gone mad?]

(End of this chapter)