Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

It’s so expensive to be a master of ceremony these days. It’s so easy to have a pushy, professional and well-known friend, and most importantly, free of charge, take the initiative to be the host of a wedding.

The groom should be smiling.

Good quality and low price, good quality and low price, no matter whether Teacher Zeng can be regarded as good quality or not, cheap is really cheap.

Smelling the smell of gunpowder in the air, and knowing that a dispute was about to begin, Nan Feng just regretted that he didn't have popcorn in his hands.

Watching Teacher Zeng and Sister Yifei quarrel is much more exciting than watching a trashy movie in the theater.

Sure enough, Hu Yifei immediately started to fight back: "Oh, I think the bride appointed me to be the chief director of this wedding because she hopes that I will control everything at the scene, including the host."

"Okay, okay...since you have read my speech and plans, why do you still..."

After hearing this, Hu Yifei's eyes began to wander and her hands and feet became unnatural.

Speech script...do you have such a thing?

By the way, there is a thick pile of that stuff, which is very useful for padding the corner of the table.

Zeng Xiaoxian understood the truth instantly when he saw this, and he strongly accused: "You haven't seen it yet, right?"

"Who says I haven't seen it? I just think that your outfit is not very suitable for this wedding. It's an old society wedding plan written by a strange uncle. It has been so many years since liberation and cannot be used."

Zeng Xiaoxian laughed angrily and said: "No matter how weird it is, it's better than the plan of a perverted aunt like you. I see you want to turn this wedding into an animal carnival!"

Nanfeng was dumbfounded and resisted the urge to clap and applaud.

Is Teacher Zeng so brave today? Could it be that she knew that today's wedding was planned, and Sister Yifei didn't dare to beat him as the host to disgrace?

Then did he forget that there is a word called settling accounts after the fall?

The two refused to give in to each other and argued for a long time. Suddenly the conversation changed and they asked together: "Nanfeng, which plan do you think is better?"

Nan Feng, who had brought half a chilled watermelon at some point, looked stunned.

No, you continue to argue and ask me what I am doing. My watermelon has just opened.

"I think...the wedding is about to start. Are you two too busy to discuss the wedding format now?

"At this point in time, let alone a Chinese-style wedding or a Western-style wedding, even a Middle Eastern wedding has to be held."

Yifei and Xiaoxian:...

Suddenly I felt that what he said made sense.

The two of them were convinced by Nanfeng almost instantly. However, the interest of human beings is sometimes hidden in these small aspects.

Even if Nanfeng points out that the topic of their quarrel is meaningless, once the quarrel starts, winning or losing itself will have meaning.

Zeng Xiaoxian still refused to admit defeat and said: "Even if the wedding format can't be changed, that stupid rock band can always be removed. There are so many fake foreigners, and the bride and groom are not foreigners. If you don't understand, you think the bride is going to marry in Mexico." ?”

Nan Feng's eyes lit up, and he silently picked up the watermelon again and prepared to eat it.

Well done, Teacher Zeng. You are really brave today.

You should be braver so that Hu Yifei won't come to me to settle the account for the hand cake later.

Nanfeng admires brave people like Teacher Zeng very much. Although these days it is the brave people who enjoy the world first, but generally speaking, they are more likely to leave the world first.

So Teacher Zeng, today next year, brothers will not forget your kindness in helping me fight against thunder.

its not right……

Nanfeng frowned, as if the reason why he dropped the finger cake was because of him.

There's nothing wrong with that. Teacher Zeng, just accept it honestly.

Who is Hu Yifei? She couldn't stand anyone questioning her, so she immediately chose to fight back.

"If you say so, if I bring two penguins over, will the bride still have to marry to the Antarctic? Besides, if I want to remove the first one, I will remove you, a host who has no ability and only knows how to beep.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, I haven't settled the matter with you about the cakes in hand yet. You must know what's good and what's wrong."

Zeng Xiaoxian said with a look of sorrow and anger: "You want to remove me, is there anyone in the whole apartment who is more suitable to be the host than me?"

Hu Yifei didn't care: "I think Nanfeng is more suitable than you."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I'm a professional!"

"A ninth-rate radio host and a third-rate voice actor. It seems that your professionalism is not very high. If Nanfeng hadn't wanted to be the best man, I would have let him be the best man."

Hu Yifei's words are not very harmful, but they are extremely insulting.

"I...I..." Zeng Xiaoxian was about to cry without tears.

Hu Yifei was so proud that I could beat ten weaklings like Zeng Xiaoxian.

After winning the war (at least she considered it a war), Yifei felt refreshed and her hungry stomach no longer growled.

She was instantly in a good mood and decided not to argue with Nanfeng about the hand cake she had been waiting for for an hour.

"Nanfeng, I'm going to review the manuscript with this bastard host. Go and help me see if the priest from the Blessed Mother Society has arrived.

"Remember, if something happens again this time, just lift it on your head. There shouldn't be anything under your neck."

Nanfeng put down the watermelon and laughed dryly, saying that he was trying his best.

The staff on the side hesitated to speak, and his colleagues who were waiting for the sound check...

Forget it, they'd better ask for their own blessings.

…

Nanfeng came downstairs and followed the staff's instructions to go to the toilet to look for the hungry priest.

As soon as he entered the men's room, he saw a middle-aged man who looked like a priest running into the cubicle, holding his stomach, and kept shouting "Rinse the intestines and laxative, you are killing me!"

A handsome young man with a ruffian face next to him pretended to be innocent.

After understanding the actual situation, Nanfeng looked at the man in front of him with a black streak on his face.

He is a genius who can sell pills for laxatives and laxatives to people with diarrhea at a high price.

How about letting him help introduce a date to Sister Yifei?

In Nanfeng's view, since this guy could sell laxatives as antidiarrheal pills, he could definitely package Hu Yifei like a woman and marry her off. This saves Aunt Yuan from having to worry about her violent daughter every day.

But this is all for later. The biggest problem for Nanfeng at present is how he should face Hu Yifei.

I had just called and asked the staff to take the priest to the hospital for a gastrointestinal checkup later. The priest must be fine, but it is also true that the priest cannot appear at the wedding today. Then how can he explain to Sister Yifei?

[Report! Sister Yifei, our priest fought with the toilet for 300 rounds, and it was a stalemate. Suddenly, a thief hid poison in the medicine. The priest was defeated and the world collapsed and he was sent to the hospital. 】

…

Na Yifei would definitely let herself lie down and go to the hospital to accompany the priest.

It's not that Nanfeng hasn't thought about hiring another priest, but the priest from the Holy Mother's Blessing Society needs to make an appointment in advance to preside over the wedding. It's definitely too late now.

You can't conjure up a priest yourself.

Huh……

It seems like it’s not impossible?

Nanfeng's thoughts changed, he looked at the priest's robes on the sink, and then looked up and down at the young man in front of him who was cheating others with his own life, and he immediately had an idea.

He looked at the young man in front of him and said, "My name is Nanfeng. What is your name for this brother?"

"It's easy to say, my name is Lu Ziqiao, Lu Ziqiao's Lu, Lu Ziqiao's son, Lu Ziqiao's Qiao."

south wind:……

"Brother Ziqiao, are you interested in earning a red envelope?"

Red envelope? money? Money to pick up girls?

Lu Ziqiao's eyes lit up and she looked at Nanfeng as if she were looking at a noble person.

Nanfeng explained: "As you can see, now that the priest is like this, there is probably no one to host the wedding ceremony later. It is too late to go to the Blessed Mother Church to ask for a priest at this time.

It just so happens that the priest left the props here. It shouldn't be a big problem for us to borrow them temporarily. I think the priest is not willing to let down the two newcomers today because of his own reasons... Do you know what I mean? "

When it comes to cheating and tricking people, there are few people in the world who are more experienced than Zi Qiao. He suddenly understood in his heart: After doing this for a long time, this brother wants me to pretend to be a priest - so why not do the business that came to my door?

He was thinking in his heart, but Zi Qiao had a very embarrassed look on his face: "You want me to pretend to be a priest? This offends the Lord.

"Although I don't believe in religion, I don't fear 10,000 yuan for this kind of thing. I just fear it."

"I'm sorry, I'll think of another way." Nanfeng didn't take it seriously. Anyway, it's not like Lu Ziqiao had to help with this matter. Maybe he could find an extra who would be more reliable than the one in front of him.

Nanfeng turned around to leave, but was held tightly by Lu Ziqiao.

"No, what I mean is - you have to pay more."

south wind:……

"Brother, I didn't mean to kill you. Actually, I personally don't agree with pretending to be a priest, but I don't know why you and I are so attached to each other.

"Brother...what is your name?"

"……south wind."

"Brother Nanfeng, from the first moment I saw you, I regarded you as my half-brother. Since you are a biological brother, you should be more considerate and considerate of me, my eldest brother.

"Pretending to be a priest is not a big deal in the big sense, but it is quite annoying in the small sense. After this, I will always go to see a psychiatrist, and then buy some chicken, duck and fish for Mr. Guan to protect me, right?" "

Guan Gong vs. God?

How did you come up with such a refreshing and refined reason?

This is not a little thick-skinned.

But it was this kind of eloquent talk and shameless energy that made Nanfeng feel that he was indeed suitable to be the fake priest.

This guy has a perfect image, he thinks fast and doesn't have stage fright. The most important thing is: he has no shame and tells lies without blinking an eye.

Although there are many such talents in society now, it is really hard to find talents with such high purity.

With such a talented person as the main force, and himself as a support, this wedding ceremony should not be a guarantee, and nothing will happen...right?

Nanfeng sighed. He also knew how ridiculous this method was, but it was already the last option. He could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"After the wedding, the bride and groom will give you a red envelope. Then I will give you two more red envelopes of this size. Is it possible? If not, I will find someone else."

The priest came all the way to make things like this, and the medical expenses and red envelopes are also indispensable. This time Nanfeng tried to hide the truth and was probably going to bleed heavily.

The landlord’s family doesn’t have any food left!

"Deal, Brother Nanfeng, happy cooperation." Lu Ziqiao smiled brightly, and he said that if his left eyelid kept twitching today, he must have a windfall.

"By the way." Nanfeng just remembered, "Because the bride was born in England, this wedding ceremony needs to be held in English. Can you do that?"

English?

What did you say last time you spoke English?

Come on baby?