Love Apartment: The All-Around Comedian

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Seeing this, Hu Yifei immediately called out to him, "Come back!"

"What's wrong"

Lu Ziqiao stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Hu Yifei with a puzzled expression.

Su Mingyang laughed and said, "Ziqiao, have you forgotten something?"

"No."

Lu Ziqiao frowned and thought for a moment, then said matter-of-factly, "I have to go on a date right now, and I'm running late."

"If I remember correctly, the time is 8:08, and it's only just past 7:07. What's the rush?"

Su Mingyang said with a smile.

"Could you please explain more clearly what exactly happened?"

Lu Ziqiao was completely dumbfounded.

Hu Yifei pursed her lips and pointed to the dining table, saying, "Get rid of these dishes and chopsticks."

"No way"

Lu Ziqiao stared wide-eyed at the table laden with bowls and chopsticks.

"It's nothing, hurry up and clean up. Who told you not to help when I was cooking? You just sat there like a spoiled prince."

Chen Meijia teased.

"I wasn't planning on eating any vegetables."

Lu Ziqiao retorted, then, remembering he had just eaten quite a bit, waved his hand and said, "Alright, but I can't possibly clean up all this myself."

Stop dawdling, you're all alone.

Hu Yifei said calmly.

Lin Wanyu, Chen Meijia, Guan Gu Shenqi, and Lu Zhanbo smiled secretly.

"what"

Lu Ziqiao was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and said unhappily, "Yifei, this isn't fair!"

"You still have the nerve to talk about fairness?"

Hu Yifei rolled her eyes and said firmly, "Everyone was busy just now, except you. Is that what you call fair?"

"I"

Lu Ziqiao was speechless.

"Ziqiao, hurry up and wash up, or you'll miss your date."

Su Mingyang gave Lü Ziqiao a sympathetic look, then led Lin Wanyu to the sofa to sit down and rest.

Hu Yifei, Lu Zhanbo, Guan Gu Shenqi, and Chen Meijia also got up and left this "place of trouble".

"Zhanbo, Guangu, don't go! If you're brothers, come and help!"

Lu Ziqiao pleaded earnestly for help, but no one paid him any attention.

"You guys are so disloyal!"

Lu Ziqiao was on the verge of tears, and could only silently struggle with the bowls and chopsticks by himself.

Their busy figures contrasted sharply with the leisurely postures of Su Mingyang, Lin Wanyu, and others sitting on the sofa.

Su Mingyang watched TV with Lin Wanyu for a while before going into the room.

I promised myself I'd update "The Immortal Sword" this morning, and I can't forget.

He turned on his computer and logged into the author backend of the Qifei Chinese website.

Choose the work "Zhu Xian Sword".

Eight chapters were uploaded at once.

Especially in the latest two chapters

I also posted a separate chapter specifically to thank Yu Sheng Wan Yu for the donation.

I also explained the reason for the recent hiatus: "Dear readers, my family's house was suddenly demolished a few months ago, and I was deeply saddened, which is why I haven't updated for so long. Now that I've settled down, I will resume regular updates. Please continue to support me!"

Driven by his perverse sense of humor, Su Mingyang clicked "post" and then went to the work's homepage to view comments and data.

You won't believe it until you see it, and what you find will shock you.

The novel "Zhu Xian Sword" is currently less than 30,000 words long.

It already has 60,000 favorites, 100,000 flowers, over 70 ratings, and more than 1,000 comments.

The total amount of tips was over 30,000.

Other authors' works did not perform as well as "Zhu Xian Sword" after being published.

It's safe to say it's a hot-selling item with pre-orders.

Su Mingyang nodded in satisfaction and began reading the comments.

"Am I seeing things? The author has come back from the dead?"

"Grandpa, the novel 'Zhu Xian Sword' that you've been waiting for for ten years has been updated! Come and read it!" "Waaaaah, the author finally updated! I'll give you all my flowers and votes!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! I really love this book, author, please don't abandon it!"

"As long as it doesn't get abandoned, I'll keep watching!"

"Wu Cao, am I seeing things? The author's house was demolished and he's still sad? This guy is so good at pretending! I want to be sad too!"

"Sexy, sensual, writing books online, may I ask if the author needs any leg ornaments?"

"Sigh, seeing the author's single chapter..."

"I'm an author too. I bet a hundred million that the reason this author is so sad is because he spent all his compensation money from the demolition. Otherwise, there's absolutely no way he would come back to write novels. You know, writing novels is a dead end."

"Haha, when I saw the building, I laughed like a pig. If it's true, I'll feel better."

"Really? Has the author spent all the compensation money from the demolition?"

Half an hour later, looking at these silly replies from readers, Su Mingyang couldn't stop smiling.

At this moment, the author received two notification beeps in the background.

Upon opening it, I found it was a signed message from the website.

[Hello, I'm Xiaopachong, an editor at Qifei Chinese Website. Your work has been submitted for a contract. Please add me on QQ: 234. When adding me, please specify the last three digits of your ID and your work. Thank you!] "Xiaopachong, that's an interesting name."

Su Mingyang muttered something to himself, then opened QQ and added an editor.

Almost instantly, the other person accepted the friend request and sent him a message.

"Hello author, I'm a junior editor at Qifei Chinese Website. I've read your novel, *Zhu Xian Sword*, and it's fantastic! If you maintain this level of quality, it's sure to be a huge hit. Would you be interested in signing a contract with me?"

Su Mingyang was about to reply.

Lin Wanyu skipped in, beaming with joy as she excitedly held up her phone, exclaiming, "Mingyang, look! The Immortal Execution Sword has been updated! The author even thanked me!"

"Let me see."

Su Mingyang closed the webpage on his computer, leaned over to take a look, and boasted, "Not bad, this author put in a lot of effort."

"Yes, Mingyang, look, the author didn't actually get into a car accident, but rather his house was demolished."

Lin Wanyu said.

"Really? Is the author making up a story?"

Su Mingyang feigned surprise, pointing at his phone and saying, "Wanyu, most people would be ecstatic about getting a house demolished, but he's depressed? It must be fake."

"Probably not. I guess the author is sad because he must have a deep affection for this family."

Lin Wanyu tilted her head and said.

"Uh, that's possible."

Su Mingyang was both amused and exasperated; he couldn't refute Wan Yu's logic.

Chapter 162 They've gotten quite bold!

"By the way, Mingyang, Teacher Zeng's program is about to start. Do you want to listen?"

Lin Wanyu glanced at the time and asked.

"Of course, let's go."

Su Mingyang laughed and pulled Lin Wanyu out of the room.

In the living room.

Chen Meijia and Hu Yifei are watching a TV series.

Guan Gu Shenqi plays Go with Lu Zhanbo.

Su Mingyang took out a radio and placed it on the coffee table, then waited quietly with Lin Wanyu.

"Teacher Zeng's program doesn't start for another ten minutes, right?"

Chen Meijia turned her head and asked a question.