Start crossing from the love apartment

Chapter 368
Unexpectedly, at such a critical moment, advertisements are all-pervasive.

"This host is not bad, and the advertisements are inserted very well." Yang San said happily.

"Well, it's so good that I really want to kill him." Zi Qiao nodded in agreement.

Fortunately, the time for commercials was not long, and soon the show started again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to who makes a millionaire, and again.

In what year was the Beatles' famous single "Help" released? "

"B, 1965, D, 1961.

One English letter, decide 500 million, Zeng Xiaoxian, please decide, your answer. "

Mr. Zeng looked at the camera, his thoughts had already drifted into the distance, and his next life seemed to flash through his mind.

The answer he chose became a millionaire, but it got farther and farther away from her world, until she lost contact with her at last.

In the eyes of others, his life may be a model of success, but in his own heart, this is a life that is too bad to be worse.

Looking at the smiling host in front of him, Mr. Zeng became more and more sure of his choice, and smiled lightly.

"I choose...B."

"D?"

As the host, he naturally knew the correct answer. He didn't expect Mr. Zeng to choose the correct answer, but he still felt that he should rescue him in case Mr. Zeng wavered.

"B, Boy, 1965."

Teacher Zeng said a few words calmly, blocking all the back roads for the host.

The host frowned and asked suspiciously.

"You know the answer?"

Teacher Zeng shook his head indifferently, "I don't know, but I have seen the movie."

"Although I don't know what you're talking about, this is your final answer?"

"That's right." Teacher Zeng nodded firmly.

"Guys, he picked B."

The host has seen things so far, it is definitely impossible to delay, so he simply caught everyone's interest again, and it would be good to increase the ratings.

"The final answer, the Beatles' famous album Help was released in...19...65, B, the answer is correct."

In an instant, the audience cheered loudly.

Soon, someone handed a huge check and key to Mr. Zeng. Of course, this was all fake.

Next, there will definitely be something like a peace agreement. It is impossible to send the money to Mr. Zeng so directly.

No matter how you say it, you have to squeeze out the heat on Teacher Zeng's body at this time.

After Teacher Zeng came back, everyone celebrated again.

This time, the gap between Teacher Zeng and Yifei seemed to have never existed, and the two began to fight and hurt each other again. Of course, it was Teacher Zeng who lost.

After the carnival, everyone returned to the apartment to rest.

Yu Mo, who had had too much fun, went to bed early, leaving Yang San alone in the boudoir.

Although it was already midnight, what was rare was that Yang San didn't feel sleepy tonight.

In desperation, I had no choice but to take a few cans of beer from the refrigerator and went to the balcony, intending to drink away my "sorrow".

Unexpectedly, Teacher Zeng was already here.

I saw Mr. Zeng looking into the distance, his eyes unfocused. If he didn't know that Mr. Zeng had just received a huge sum of 500 million, he would have thought that Mr. Zeng had lost interest in life.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Zeng was quite depressed. Yang San didn't expect that there were people on the balcony, and he didn't hide his voice, so he couldn't disturb Teacher Zeng.

"Teacher Zeng, it's a big night, why are you pretending to be deep here, and there is no audience to applaud you."

Teacher Zeng was awakened by Yang San's teasing voice, and he was relieved when he turned around and found that it was Yang San.

"San'er, you also know that it's late at night, and you don't make any noise when you walk. You want to scare me to death."

Yang San shook the half-dozen beer in his hand, and there was a jingle.

"Teacher Zeng, I not only brought Xiang'er, but also a lot. Who told you to play Shensi in the middle of the night, blame me?"

Teacher Zeng smiled awkwardly, but still yelled cheekily.

"Wow, isn't it, San'er, you haven't had enough just now? You're not afraid of alcohol poisoning."

Yang San gave Teacher Zeng a blank look without a word, threw a can of beer to him casually, opened a can and took a sip happily.

Cool!
Sure enough, the beer should be kept cold.

Teacher Zeng looked at the beer in his hand in surprise, laughed dumbfoundedly, and drank it in big gulps.

"Hi~~~~~~~"

"Hahaha, Teacher Zeng, with you, this hiccup has become your masterpiece."

Teacher Zeng, who had already drank a lot in the bar, ate half a can of beer, and suddenly had an ancient hiccup, which delighted Yang San to death.

Perhaps because of the intoxication, Teacher Zeng ignored Yang San's kind ridicule, but looked into the distance in confusion.

"San'er, what do you think I should choose next?"

Yang San stopped his playful expression and smiled lightly.

"Teacher Zeng, you have already thought about how to choose."

Teacher Zeng nodded thoughtfully, his eyes gradually firmed up.

"San'er, would you believe me if I said that during the competition, I seemed to be able to break through time and space and see the rest of my life?"

"Oh? Let me tell you what kind of life it is." Yang San asked curiously.

Teacher Zeng looked at Yang San in surprise, "Do you believe me when I say that?"

"What's the big deal? Isn't there a scientific report that when the magnetic field at a certain moment is consistent with the magnetic field at a certain moment in the future, people can perceive what happened in the future.

So some people will find that what they do and say today, they have seen it in their childhood dreams.

You just saw something in the future, don't make such a fuss. "

Yang San, who can predict the future, has heard a lot of it. Teacher Zeng's kind is just pediatrics.

"Nani? Really, why haven't I dreamed about it?" Teacher Zeng asked curiously.

Yang San silently ignored Teacher Zeng's words and asked.

"So what do you see as your future?"

Teacher Zeng couldn't help but fell into memories again, and said slowly.

"I saw that I won the game, and then quickly reached the pinnacle of life, but I also left the city, and finally even slowly lost contact with you."

Mr. Zeng didn't say anything about the lonely old man's life, for fear that Yang San would have to laugh again if he said it.

"Then... what do you think?"

Yang San's eyes lit up, and instead of expressing his opinion, he looked at Teacher Zeng curiously.

"Me? There's nothing to think about, I'm just me, a different fireworks."

Yang San was speechless immediately, he shouldn't have asked.

"Hehe, just kidding."

Teacher Zeng smiled awkwardly, "Actually, I don't think what I see will definitely happen. Even if it does happen, I won't let it happen."

The more Mr. Zeng spoke, the more firm his tone became. In a trance, Yang San seemed to see Yifei's domineering shadow in Mr. Zeng.

Yang San smiled knowingly, and threw another can of beer to Mr. Zeng.

"If that's the case, then why do you think about it?"

Teacher Zeng laughed out of relief when he heard the words, "Yes, drink."

After a while, the half dozen beers that Yang San brought out had been finished by the two of them.

At this time, behind the glass door of the balcony of 3601, Yifei looked at Teacher Zeng who was drinking beer freely, smiled lightly, turned and went back to the room...

(End of this chapter)