Chu Chu felt that she would never be happy in her life.
Then Ji Qingqian sent a New Year's Eve red envelope in the group chat.
She originally wanted to send 666 yuan, which would have a better meaning. However, WeChat red envelopes can only hold a maximum of 200 yuan.
So she slipped two hundred yuan in.
There are only four people in the group.
Chu Chu robbed 150 yuan by himself.
Chu Chu: "Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!"
After the young couple each sent red envelopes to their roommates, they naturally transitioned to the battlefield amidst the chaos of battle.
Ji Qingqian hadn't been shooting seriously for a while.
But getting kills is still easy.
As for Lu Yibei, it was the same; he had also been away from the battlefield for some time.
But feeding kills to others is also something he does with ease.
The two played to their respective strengths.
Ji Qingqian led Lu Yibei to victory.
Lu Yibei coaxed Ji Qingqian into helping him win.
Their win rate remains consistently high.
Perhaps because no one wanted to swear during the Lunar New Year, there weren't many people criticizing Lu Yibei's gun skills as dramatic.
Occasionally, the sounds of firecrackers and fireworks could be heard outside.
—Miss Ji said that their area was originally prohibited from firing cannons due to laws and regulations such as the Asian Winter Games.
But there are always a few who challenge authority.
Putting aside the negative criticisms of this behavior, the crackling smoke certainly fits the theme of a gunfight between the two.
We played until about 11:30 p.m.
The two have temporarily ceased hostilities, as the new year is approaching.
The boys might not feel much of a sense of ceremony.
But the girls still need to send red envelopes and say auspicious blessings.
Ji Qingqian also started to stake out the location at the opportune moment.
"I need to use the restroom," Lu Yibei said, standing up.
"Um."
Ji Qingqian nodded. She casually opened one of A-B's videos, watching it intermittently while playing Slaughter Spire.
Lu Yibei opened a study.
As he moved to the restroom, he opened a rare live stream.
The blogger was still excitedly throwing the dice.
There was only one viewer, Lu Yibei, in the live stream.
Lu Yibei controlled the trajectory with one hand while sending comments in the live stream with the other.
[Hey big brother, big brother, why are you playing games alone during the Lunar New Year?]
This kind of behavior is really rare!
“1…2…3…”
Lu Yibei silently counted down the seconds of the live stream delay: "...Red."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blogger, just as he expected, opened his mouth and, despite studying in America, spoke fluent and clear Chinese:
"...I'll fuck you—"
Click.
Before he could finish speaking, Lu Yibei skillfully exited the live stream.
He hummed a song while washing his hands.
That felt so good!
Step outside to eat pan-fried dumplings.
Lu Yibei didn't go back to his study; he glanced at the living room instead.
Old Man Ji was sitting alone on the sofa.
The TV was on, playing some program from the Spring Festival Gala that I didn't recognize.
But he was reading a book, with an open bottle of liquor in front of him.
It seems that Old Man Ji had a little to drink.
There were still some wine dregs left in the wine glasses on the coffee table.
Lu Yibei walked over.
"Uncle Ji, where is my aunt?"
Today, Grandpa Ji and Aunt Ji did not leave early.
When it comes to New Year's Eve, we should wait until the whole family crosses over together first.
Old Man Ji looked up and said, "She's a little sleepy and is lying in Qingqian's room."
"oh."
Lu Yibei chatted casually with Old Man Ji: "Was this year's Spring Festival Gala good?"
"What's so good about it?"
Old Man Ji scoffed, "If it were so good, would I be reading it here?"
For people of Ji's generation, they could also feel that the Spring Festival Gala had become less interesting in recent years.
But I've watched this on New Year's Eve since I was a child; it's become a part of my life, a natural habit.
Even if you don't look, your ears will still provide background noise.
Young people like Lu Yibei, who have been exposed to the internet since childhood, don't have this habit.
"It's become less interesting since Zhao Benshan stopped appearing on the Spring Festival Gala," said Old Man Ji.
Lu Yibei naturally sat down next to Old Man Ji:
“My dad always says that too. I was young when Uncle Benshan wasn’t on the Spring Festival Gala, so I didn’t really feel anything. But for a while, my dad and I often watched old sketches together. Like ‘The Protagonist and the Supporting Role,’ ‘Baiyun and Heitu Series,’ ‘Selling Crutches,’ and the like, they were really good. They were so much better than the current dumpling-making shows.”
After glancing at Lu Yibei, Old Man Ji put down the book he was holding.
He asked with interest, "You watch this kind of thing with your dad?"
"He looks at everything."
Lu Yibei laughed and said, "Even when I go to the toilet, I wish I could look at the ingredients list of the toilet cleaner. When I was in elementary school, he said he wanted to develop my imagination, so he bought me a set of 'The Complete Works of Pipilu.' I was only in first grade at the time, and I had just learned pinyin. How could I know so many words? In the end, he was the one who read it the most enthusiastically."
Old Man Ji: ...
Lu Yibei exclaimed "Ah!" and explained, "Pipilu is a children's fairy tale series, for kids. It's normal that you don't know it, Uncle Ji."
Old Man Ji nodded, accepting the offer:
"I really don't know much about what you young people do."
Lu Yibei: ...
Actually, Pipilu is a post-80s generation, but... whatever Uncle Ji says goes.
"What I mean is, will you and your dad watch it together?" Old Man Ji asked again.
Yes, I will.
Lu Yibei said matter-of-factly, "I told you before that my dad was unemployed for a while and had a lot of free time. He wanted to take me with him in everything he did, like playing ball, watching movies, and playing arcade games. If he wasn't afraid of my grandparents scolding him, he probably would have taken me to skip school."
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