Lu Yibei shut down his rarely used live streaming room.

Ji Qingqian's phone rang.

It was a WeChat call.

Adhering to the principle of using a computer whenever possible, we will never use a mobile phone.

Ji Qingqian answered the phone using a computer.

She even adjusted the camera angle and the screen angle to make sure Lu Yibei wouldn't see it.

—The camera was supposedly bought a long time ago, but I haven't had a chance to use it yet.

As for why there was no chance to use it, Lu Yibei didn't dare to ask too much, because it was for the same reason as the microphone being shelved.

However, not letting Lu Yibei see the screen was a bit too secretive.

He glanced at Ji Qingqian.

"It's a dormitory group chat," Ji Qingqian said.

Lu Yibei simply said "oh" and didn't say anything more.

After answering the call, Ji Qingqian saw that the girls on the screen were all properly dressed, none of them were lying in bed or dressed in revealing clothing. Only then did she turn the screen around a little.

Lu Yibei could see the people appearing on the screen.

Chu Laomei in the top left corner.

The little horse in the upper right corner.

The class monitor's wife in the bottom left corner.

And the female knight-errant Ji in the bottom right corner.

They all look quite energetic.

Chu Chu said with a beaming smile, "Happy New Year's Eve! Have you eaten yet?"

The group then began to answer, and congratulated each other.

Lu Yibei couldn't help but smile.

It seems the girls' dorms have the best relationships after all. Look at the boys' dorms, they don't look like they're celebrating the New Year at all, they're so deserted.

Who knows, when the firecrackers are going off in a little while, Brother Jie might pop up and say, "What day is it today? It's so lively outside, like it's New Year's."

After thinking for a moment, Lu Yibei also sent a message in the 404 group chat.

[Hey guys, Happy New Year's Eve!]

I didn't expect the group to be so lifeless during the New Year. Every day, there are only "1?" and "1" messages, like a human-machine dialogue, but there are still people who reply instantly.

[Sun'er: Oh, you're still alive!]

[Sun'er: I thought I was going to go to the Songhua River to collect your corpse.]

[Sun'er: I was thinking, even your great-uncle isn't very effective, he didn't beat you to death.]

Lu Yibei immediately perked up, ready to engage in a fierce battle of wits with Zhao Xun.

Fatty Hao appears.

[Fatty: Did Daddy's daddy do anything to you? @LaoBei]

[Lao Bei: No, I'm alive and well.]

Look at this, the fat guy really knows how to care for people.

Sun'er gave all her tenderness to Xiao Ma—men really do change when they have girls. Hopefully, Fatty will never change like that…

[Fatty: So you didn't do anything to your great-uncle's great-uncle, did you? @LaoBei]

[Fatty: I advise you to turn yourself in and try to get leniency.]

Lu Yibei: ...

[Liaobei: Climb]

[Liaobei: Your grandfather and I are getting along very well.]

Liu Jie, who appeared last, pointed out the core issue.

[A-Jie: @LaoBei, is it just a happy Lunar New Year's Eve?]

[Ah Jie: Where's the red envelope?]

[Ah Jie: Where is the transfer?]

[A-Jie: Where are the women's clothes?]

[A-Jie: The group admin next door is all pretending to be a catgirl and wishing us a Happy New Year, why didn't you say anything??]

[Fatty: @LaoBei, red envelope]

[Sun'er: @Laobei, red envelope]

Lu Yibei smiled slightly, "Do you really think your father has been working for nothing this year?"

[Laobei: 'Sending Red Envelopes']

[Laobei: It's inevitable for elders to give younger generations lucky money!]

[Lao Bei: Don't be shy, we have everything.]

[Ah Jie: Laobei is so generous, thank you boss.]

[Ah Jie: Holy crap, one point!]

[Sun'er: Holy crap, one point!]

[Fatty: Holy crap, one point!]

[Laobei: Holy crap, one point!]

[Sun'er replies to Laobei: What are you so surprised about? Didn't you post that?!]

[Laobei: Oh crap, I forgot.]

[Lao Bei: It's time for you to show some filial piety to your husband]

[Laobei: For Father]

[Laobei: Wrong number]

[Sun'er: If you don't mind, just shove your brain directly into Brother Jie's anus and let it have some "education".]

I digressed a bit.

Still no one is sending red envelopes.

Lu Yibei felt despair at the two-faced father and son in their dormitory.

well.

In the end, it was the fat guy who ended the conversation.

[Fatty: 1?]

【Bamboo Shoots: 1】

[Ah Jie: 1]

[Liaobei: 1]

[Fatty: You're nothing, go play by yourself]

Then, Lu Yibei was kicked out of the team.

Lu Yibei sighed and hung up the phone.

Turning my head to look at Ms. Ji's side, the atmosphere was clearly much better than in the boys' dormitory!

They're already talking about today's New Year's Eve dinner.

The New Year's Eve dinners photographed by the group each had their own unique characteristics.

"Wow, Ji Qingqian, your dishes are amazing! Did you hire a professional chef?" Chu Chu asked.

After a semester of getting to know her, Chu Laomei also learned that Ji Qingqian's family was poor.

"No." Ji Qingqian shook her head.

"That sweet and sour fish looks so delicious, it makes my mouth water—but unfortunately, my dad makes it, so it's just so-so," Chu Chu sighed regretfully.

A hint of smugness appeared in Ji Qingqian's eyes:

"My dad's cooking is just so-so too—"

Lu Yibei quickly turned around to check if the door was closed; his Uncle Ji couldn't stand hearing such things.

“But this was made by Abei,” Ji Qingqian said.

Chu Chu was taken aback: "Didn't you go back to the Northeast?"

“Yes,” Ji Qingqian said.

Chu Chu seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while, she asked, "This thing can be delivered by express?"

Little Ma paused for a moment before speaking:

"Is it possible that Senior Lu is at Qingqian's house?"

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