Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

After Guangu and Youyou left, Ziqiao began to teach Zhanbo about matters related to confession.

"Zhan Bo, as your life mentor and spiritual guide, I now officially teach you the secret technique of confession that girls can't refuse."

Zhan Bo looked at Zi Qiao excitedly after hearing this. If he hadn't been a genius with an incredible memory, he might have taken out a pen and paper to start recording.

Even Xiaoxian took a few steps forward and stared at Zi Qiao without missing any detail.

Zi Qiao cleared her throat and said seriously: "Zhan Bo, before you confess your feelings, you have to try to show a certain temperament."

"What kind of temperament?"

"Melancholy."

Zi Qiao said firmly: "A man's melancholy is the most effective weapon of mass destruction for women. You must be delicate and profound, and use every expression and every look in your eyes to let the other party speak from the heart."

"Yes I do!"

After listening to Zi Qiao's words, Zhan Bo's face had already tightened up into a delicate and profound expression of melancholy.

It's just that in the eyes of Yifei and the others, Zhan Bo is now more constipated than depressed.

Seeing the look on Zhan Bo's face, Zi Qiao was speechless as he wanted to poop directly in his crotch, but he couldn't poop out.

"Zhan Bo, the melancholy I am talking about is not your kind..."

"Forget it, think about Robert Baggio, think about Del Piero, and think about Arnold Schwarzenegger."

"Schwarzenegger?"

Zhan Bo was stunned: "Oh, his pectoralis major is indeed quite melancholy."

"Stop talking nonsense, just follow me."

Zi Qiao said as he clenched a fist with one hand and placed it slightly between his eyebrows as if thinking. .

When Zhan Bo saw this, he followed suit, but the hand that should have been clenched tightly turned into orchid fingers in a strange way.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Looking at this eye-catching scene, Yu Mo couldn't help but sigh: "Aunt Yuan really gave birth to a child, with both children."

Yifei was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Xian explained coquettishly: "What Yu Mo means is that Aunt Yuan raises her son as a daughter and her daughter as a son."

"Huh?"

When Xiaoxian thought about it, he suddenly understood why Aunt Yuan kept calling herself Xiaolian.

She really can't tell the difference between men and women.

"Quiet!" Ziqiao reiterated again.

When the four people standing watching the show fell silent, he slapped Zhan Bo's orchid finger off.

"I want you to stop watching sad dramas with Teacher Zeng all the time. Look at what you have become."

Zi Qiao ordered: "Do as I say: raise your head! Discharge!"

Zhan Bo immediately rolled his eyes in a coquettish manner.

"Forehead……"

Zi Qiao frowned. He was just about to start complaining, but he was too embarrassed to dampen Zhan Bo's enthusiasm in such a short period of time. He could only comment without conscience: "Now... the appearance is basically the same."

"Ziqiao, I think you should stop misleading others here."

Yu Mo couldn't stand it anymore. She took a few steps forward and sat on the sofa, patting Zhan Bo on the shoulder.

"Don't listen to Zi Qiao. What is called depression is the most effective weapon of mass destruction for women. This is too nonsense."

Yu Mo put forward an argument that was completely opposite to Zi Qiao's: "Girls nowadays like sunny and cheerful handsome guys or wild and aggressive big wolfdogs. There is no market for melancholy handsome guys now."

Zhan Bo raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Big wolf dog?"

He half-crouched and grinned, blinking his little eyes vigorously: "Then do I have the talent to become a big wolf dog?"

"Forehead……"

Yu Mo smiled awkwardly: "If you stick out your tongue like this now, you will look more like a husky."

"ah?"

"Forget it Zhan Bo, you should go the route of a sunny, cheerful and handsome guy with a sense of humor."

She continued to give her advice: "Listen to me, you should smile more in front of Wanyu and infect her with your optimistic and positive smile."

"Hello!"

Zi Qiao resisted listening for a long time, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Yu Mo, are you trying to tear me down?"

"What are you trying to do to create trouble? I just don't want to see you mislead others, and the one you mistook is Zhan Bo."

Yu Mo said with a serious face: "Our family Zhan Bo finally worked up the courage to confess. I don't want him to be delayed by some half-hearted person."

"Half a fool?!!"

Zi Qiao laughed angrily at Yu Mo's words. He pointed at himself: "You actually said that I'm a dilettante?"

Yu Mo blinked: "What's the problem?"

"This is a big problem!"

Just like what happened with Teacher Xian last time, what Zi Qiao couldn't tolerate the most was any threat to his position as the love king in his apartment. He said anxiously: "Please Yu Mo, do you understand what the charm of a melancholy handsome guy is?

"Melancholy is a great trick to stimulate women's good feelings and awaken women's compassion and motherhood. I used this trick before, so it can be said that it has always worked, okay?"

Yu Mo sneered: "What age are we in now? Melancholy handsome guys have long been out of fashion, and Zhan Bo is not the type to be melancholy.

"Ziqiao, you can coax the stupid girl in the bar with these tricks. Do you want to teach Zhan Bo to use them against Wanyu?"

Yu Mo sighed and shook his head. It seemed that he didn't say anything, but in fact he said everything.

"Why is Zhan Bo not this good? Do you understand that hard work can make up for weakness?"

Zi Qiao pointed at himself: “Also, whether it’s Wan Yu or the beauty in the bar, it’s a piece of cake for me.

"I'm a master at picking up girls. Is there anyone in this apartment who knows girls better than me?"

Yu Mo blinked: "But I am a girl."

"SO?"

Zi Qiao spread his hands: "You are a girl, so you must understand girls better than me. I have dated more girls than you know, okay?"

"Is this worth showing off?"

Yu Mo was also a little angry at Zi Qiao's provocation: "Even if I don't understand other girls, I always understand Wanyu. I'm sure Wanyu doesn't like melancholy handsome guys."

"Don't speak too early. Wan Yu has never seen a handsome melancholic guy. How can you be sure she doesn't like him if you haven't seen him?"

"Lu Ziqiao!"

"Qin Yumo!"

The two stared at each other angrily, and the truth of their inexplicable quarrel made Zhan Bo confused.

"Well...who should I listen to?"

"Listen to me!"

Zi Qiao and Yu Mo turned to Zhan Bo and shouted loudly.

Zhan Bo was shocked when he saw this. Before he could say anything more, Zi Qiao and Yu Mo had already grabbed one of his arms and pulled him over.

Zi Qiao said: "Zhan Bo, let me tell you, you should pay attention to the methods and methods when chasing girls, and you should do it step by step.

"It's like boiling a frog in warm water so the frog doesn't escape."

Zhan Bo suddenly understood and nodded.

"wrong!"

Yu Mo said anxiously: "Step by step is what needs to be done before confessing. Confession is the charge to victory. What is important is the command to attack with the whole army. What is important is that the soldiers are quick and occupy the strategic high ground as quickly as possible. "

Zhan Bo looked at Yu Mo, his originally clear eyes began to become cloudy, and black question marks seemed to appear above his head.

"wrong!"

Zi Qiao was not used to Yu Mo at all: "What Yu Mo is talking about is an ideal situation. The party who needs to express his feelings has strong confidence, on-the-spot reaction ability and execution ability. Zhanbo, a rookie like you, doesn't meet the standards for any of the three items, so he only You can use a formulaic template to express your feelings, so even if you make a mistake, you can continue to make amends according to the template.

"Taking a step back, if you do what I say, even if you fail this time, you will still have a chance to counterattack next time, if you do what Yu Mo said and confess, you will never be able to turn around again."

Zhan Bo turned to look at Zi Qiao. After hearing Zi Qiao's words, he suddenly shivered.

"wrong!"

Yu Mo snorted: "The love scene is like a battlefield, and the opportunity for the two armies to formally engage in battle is very likely to be just once. Of course, we must attack the weakness directly and go all out to catch the opponent off guard and defeat him, so that we can completely establish victory.

"Speaking of defeat before victory is the act of a coward."

The expression on Zhan Bo's face gradually became dull.

"wrong!"

Zi Qiao sneered: "Relationships are a matter between two people, where are the battlefields and armies?

"Zhanbo, please remember that relationships are like hunting, there is no evenly matched army, there are only two relationships: hunter and prey.

"As a hunter, the first thing you have to learn is not to attack the prey, but to learn how to hide yourself, so that even if the hunt fails, you can escape unscathed or wait for the opportunity to launch the next hunt.

“If you are discovered by prey, the hunting relationship between you will most likely be reversed, and you may even be injured.

"An injured hunter has lost the ability to hunt!"

"wrong!"

"wrong!"

"wrong!"

"wrong!"

"wrong!"

…

[In the inner world, Zhan Bo covered his ears in pain, while Zi Qiao and Yu Mo each held a loudspeaker and chattered at him. 】

[Faced with their two completely different rhetorics, even though Zhan Bo had covered his ears, he was still obsessed with absorbing too much contrary information. 】

[Gurgling blood flowed from Zhan Bo's orifices, and he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to his knees. 】

[In the middle of the passionate debate between Zi Qiao and Yu Mo holding a loudspeaker, Zhan Bo, bleeding from all his orifices, fell to his knees, raised his hands and looked up at the sky. 】

[God, please tell me. 】

【Which one of them should I listen to? 】

Coming, coming

Pigeon solemnly declares that these two arguments are based on the personal thoughts and opinions of Zi Qiao and Yu Mo and do not represent the thoughts of Pigeon itself.

If you want to ask Pigeon what he thinks... I choose to stand on Teacher Zeng's side.

Confession is too tiring, so I'd better wait for a gentle and rich young lady who is 1.65 meters tall, has long legs, fair skin, good looks and good temperament to confess to me. (It’s dreaming time!)