In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

Chapter 304 Today's Master

Apartment downstairs.

"This weather is so weird, it rains as soon as it says so." Guan Gu Shenqi rushed in, soaked all over, and kept wiping the rain off his body.

"If we talk about weirdness, the game just now was the weirdest. There were four of us against twelve people on the other side. I've never seen such a weird game." Zeng Xiaoxian came in and started complaining while wiping the water.

"Luckily, Yifei grabbed the ball and passed it to Yang Yu at the last minute, allowing him to make a long-range three-pointer in the opponent's court. We eventually won by one point, otherwise we would have had to play overtime." Guan Gu Shenqi sighed and wiped his body with a towel.

"Where are our two MVPs?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked curiously while wiping his face and looking around.

Yang Yu and Hu Yifei walked in at this time, looking like drowned rats, but they held their heads high, strode forward, and looked extremely cool, but Hu Yifei's face looked a little pale.

"You two are useless, so timid. People who know you think you are playing basketball, and people who don't think you are in love with the person opposite you." Hu Yifei accused the two of them with disgust, not caring about the rain on her body at all, just letting it drip down, and soon a puddle of water formed under her feet.

"I'm still not strong enough. With such a small number of people, the fight is so intense. No, I have to keep getting stronger." Yang Yu muttered to himself and began to reflect on himself.

Guan Gu Shenqi opened his inner monologue wall with disdain.

"Here's what happened: Because the rain came so suddenly, the semi-finals were all set to be cancelled. Yifei then resorted to a one-on-three situation, forcing all three teams to play together. With the substitute, Mr. Zeng, there were only four of us, so we had to take on twelve people on the other side."

"Plus, it was raining, so Mr. Zeng and I didn't want to continue. So basically, they each took on six people. And they still won. They're so strong that they don't seem human."

"Never give up is the Olympic spirit. Remember this," Hu Yifei announced to everyone: "From now on, when we play basketball on Valentine's Day, we will commemorate me, Hu Yifei."

"I can't pretend I didn't hear this. You haven't defeated me yet." Yang Yu disagreed.

"Oh, really? Then let's do it again." Hu Yifei was full of fighting spirit and was about to walk out when he heard this.

"Let's go. Prepare a few more balls this time. If the ball hadn't exploded in the previous duel, I would have won long ago." Yang Yu was also very dissatisfied and prepared to rush out.

Guan Gu Shenqi and Zeng Xiaoxian looked at each other, stunned for a moment, then quickly rushed over to stop the two from going out. They had been fighting in the rain for so long, and if they continued fighting, someone would die.

Guan Gu Shenqi stopped Yang Yu, Zeng Xiaoxian stopped Hu Yifei. Faced with the two people cursing, Guan Gu Shenqi and Zeng Xiaoxian chose to pull them back first.

"Don't stop me. I want that brat Yang Yu to know who is the boss." Hu Yifei tried to struggle out.

"Don't stop me. I want to prove to Yifei that I have always given in to her. I am the protagonist." Yang Yu was also struggling.

"You two, stop making trouble. It's still raining outside. Go back and change your clothes first." Guan Gu Shenqi persuaded the two to go back quickly.

"Yes, don't catch a cold." Zeng Xiaoxian was extremely worried.

"How is that possible?" Hu Yifei was about to question, but she sneezed immediately.

"You really have a cold." Zeng Xiaoxian was shocked and worried. Only then did he react and he actually grabbed Hu Yifei.

"Why is my nose suddenly blocked?" Hu Yifei muttered to herself, and the next second she fainted in Zeng Xiaoxian's arms.

"Yifi!"

On the other hand, Zhanbo was in a terrible situation.

Above the black fog, thunder roared, and the sky was filled with wind and rain, creating a desolate scene.

In the bar, on the bar counter, there were messy bottles and a mess.

Depressed Lu Zhanbo opened another bottle of wine and happened to see the TV broadcasting today's news. A typhoon was coming, as if saying that today's Valentine's Day was very sad.

"What a damn Valentine's Day. Those who should come are gone, and those who should leave are here." Lu Zhanbo couldn't help but complain.

"Are you talking about me?" Lu Ziqiao, who happened to be here, heard this and pointed at himself and asked in confusion.

Seeing Lu Ziqiao, Lu Zhanbo drank up the wine in his hand in frustration and started complaining non-stop.

"I shouldn't have confessed my feelings in the first place. Look, Wanyu has gone to Hong Kong."

"My boiling frog trick didn't work?" Lu Ziqiao was confused. This shouldn't be the case.

"I used it." Lu Zhanbo was distraught.

"Then the city gates should be wide open." Lu Ziqiao didn't understand.

"But after I arrived at the city, I found that the whole city had disappeared right under my nose." Lu Zhanbo was helpless.

"Don't be discouraged. Sometimes when God makes you lose something, he will always promise you something else." Lu Ziqiao comforted her.

"For example, this typhoon? Was it given to me by God? Should I buy him a drink?" Lu Zhanbo teased sarcastically.

"It's not the typhoon, but the melancholic temperament in you. Keep this temperament, and I guarantee that you will gain something else tonight." Lu Ziqiao looked Lu Zhanbo up and down and made a direct guarantee.

"Oh, thank you. I just want to stay here alone." Lu Zhanbo showed no interest at all.

"Brother, today is Valentine's Day. You should know that a broken heart will not make others sympathize with you, but depression will make others fall in love with you." Lu Ziqiao taught tirelessly.

"My temperament is useless to Wanyu, but it can attract typhoons." Lu Zhanbo said with disdain.

"That's because Wanyu didn't see your potential, but I did. Tonight, Zhanbo will be reborn from the ashes and soar high."

Lu Ziqiao patted Lu Zhanbo's shoulder hard, but Lu Zhanbo showed no interest.

"Please, Ziqiao, stop talking about this nonsense."

Lu Ziqiao said helplessly, "It's just a breakup, not the end of the world. Do you know the difference between a phoenix rising from the ashes and a duck being scorched by fire?"

"What's the difference?"

Faced with Lu Zhanbo's disdain, Lu Ziqiao began to cry and shout.

"I'll act it out for you, woo woo woo, I'm Lu Zhanbo, I got dumped, I'm so embarrassed, I'm like a duck burnt by fire."

Lu Zhanbo watched Lu Ziqiao's performance speechlessly. Is he so unlucky?

Lu Ziqiao continued to perform, looking sad and self-pitying.

"I know love always makes people depressed, so I often watch the ups and downs of the world indifferently, feeling the vicissitudes of life. It turns out that love never lingers. Do you want to hear my story? My name is Zhanbo. I am the phoenix rising from the ashes."

Lu Ziqiao patted Lu Zhanbo's shoulder hard again. At this time, he was more confident than Lu Zhanbo himself.

"Believe me, you will be the master of everything tonight."