Chapter 770 The Ultimate New Year's Eve Operation Plan

Chapter 769 The Ultimate New Year's Eve Operation Plan (First Update)

Ziqiao pursed his lips, and said with lingering fear, "Do you guys still remember last year's New Year's Eve?"

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this.

last year----

Everyone remembered that on New Year's Eve last year, a firecracker shattered the living room window. They watched the Spring Festival Gala in the freezing wind of minus ten degrees Celsius, and by the end, everyone's faces were wet with tears.

Meijia blinked: "Last year's New Year's Eve was tough for us, but that was because we were freezing in the wind. What does that have to do with the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Who said it has nothing to do with the Spring Festival Gala?"

Ziqiao snorted, "If last year's Spring Festival Gala had been entertaining enough to keep those unruly kids at home, they wouldn't have run out to set off firecrackers, and this tragedy wouldn't have happened!"

"that is."

Curry Sauce nodded in agreement: "When I was a child, I would stay at home and watch the Spring Festival Gala sketches and crosstalks during the Spring Festival. After watching the sketches on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala, I would watch the sketches on other satellite TV channels' Spring Festival Galas."

"After watching it once, I have to watch it several more times. There's hardly any time to go out and set off firecrackers."

"If you ask me, the fact that kids these days cause accidents with firecrackers all the time during Chinese New Year is definitely related to the Spring Festival Gala becoming increasingly less entertaining!"

"That's absolutely right!"

Ziqiao reached out and gave Curry a high five with a look of agreement.

Nanfeng was speechless upon hearing this: "What kind of twisted logic and heresy are you talking about? — But I still agree that the Spring Festival Gala is getting worse and worse."

Yifei nodded in deep agreement: "Indeed, the Spring Festival Gala in recent years has been absolutely terrible! So awful! So boring!"

Ziqiao shrugged and continued, "Think about the essence of the Spring Festival Gala: a bunch of handsome men and beautiful women party all night in CCTV Headquarters, while we, a bunch of lovesick men and women, sit in front of the TV, only able to stare blankly!"

"hiss----"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei gasped: "His words sent a chill down my spine, even though it's the New Year."

"Infatuated with men and women?"

Wanyu giggled and kissed Zhanbo's cheek. She winked at Ziqiao and asked, "Are you talking about us?"

Zhanbo scratched his head and laughed stupidly.

Guan Gu pulled Youyou into his arms and said smugly, "Yeah, are you talking about us?"

Nanfeng, who was behind Yu Mo, didn't say anything, but simply reached out and hugged Yu Mo's waist.

"this----"

Zi Qiao, his face ashen, chose to remain silent.

Damn it, if it weren't for the high risk of dating during the Lunar New Year, and the risk of being dragged home to meet the parents, I wouldn't be staying in my apartment eating dog food!

Seeing this, Zhang Wei clutched his chest and said miserably, "I feel even colder inside now."

I really want a sweet romance too!!!

As an actress, Youyou takes the Spring Festival Gala quite seriously. She pondered for a moment and said, "Although the Spring Festival Gala has really not been very good in recent years, we can still interact with it by sending text messages."

Upon hearing this, Ziqiao curled the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically, "Auntie, don't say I didn't look out for you. From now on, you don't need to come to our parties. Just send us text messages to interact."

Guan Gu raised his hand in agreement: "I send them text messages every time, but they never read them."

"Those hosts only ever read out the newsletters from Mengniu Group, China Mobile, and the Chinese Embassy in Nepal."

Ziqiao gestured and said, "Anyway, if we watch the Spring Festival Gala, we'll only be this excited at most. But if we don't watch the Spring Festival Gala, we'll definitely be this excited!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand high above his head.

Zhang Wei said distrustfully, "But every time you say there's this... this... this, and all you ever get is this... this..."

Hi."

"I think it's safer to play it safe; this level of fun is enough."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Ninety percent of the ideas Ziqiao comes up with are bad. Today is New Year's Eve, and they don't want to risk gambling on that one percent chance.

"Hey, do you guys have to nod so quickly?"

"Give me some face, at least."

Ziqiao straightened his suit and said seriously, "The reason you're questioning me now is because none of you have seen my—Ultimate New Year's Eve Operation Plan!"

"Cheer up! The traditional festival of the Chinese people is just around the corner!"

"Everyone, listen to my instructions, we're going back to the apartment for a meeting!"

He then got up and walked towards the apartment, humming as he went: "Waited so long, finally today...back to the apartment for a meeting?"

Nanfeng's face darkened. He turned to everyone and asked in a low voice, "We were all in the apartment just now. Was it that bastard Ziqiao who called us all to the bar to meet up?"

Everyone nodded, clearly displeased.

Isn't Lu Ziqiao just plain crazy?!

"Joey!"

Nanfeng raised his hand and shouted to Qiao Yi, "Put all the drinks on Ziqiao's tab today!"

"Okay, Brother Nan."

In the living room of room 3601, Ziqiao casually drew one cartoon pattern after another on the blackboard.

"Done!"

After everyone stood there dumbfounded for a long time, Zhang Wei suddenly realized and said, "Oh—this is the legendary Mayan hieroglyphics."

Ziqiao rolled her eyes at him: "That's why I say your IQ is negative. This is our ultimate New Year's Eve battle plan tonight."

Youyou excitedly raised her hand: "A question!"

"turn down."

Ziqiao showed no respect for his aunt and said businesslike, "Your suggestion of a cosplay mobilization is excellent, but I have already rejected it."

"We are celebrating the Spring Festival, not Halloween."

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Yifei nodded: "And we don't need anyone to cosplay as a — refrigerator person?"

Everyone's eyes turned to the refrigerator symbol on Ziqiao's blackboard.

"What refrigerator person?"

Youyou pouted, looking quite aggrieved, and said, "That's Iron Man."

Zhanbo excitedly said, "I think we can skip Iron Man. How about we cosplay as Transformers together?"

As he spoke, he started swaying like a Transformer again: "kikikukiki, kikikukiki————"

Yifei instinctively began to tremble all over.

"Stop!"

She smacked Zhanbo's head impatiently and scolded, "I don't care if it's Iron Man, Transformers, or Skynet T800, on New Year's Eve, no silicon-based life forms are allowed inside!"

"If you guys want to do cosplay, then cosplay the God of Wealth! Who knows, maybe one of us will win five million next year."

"Great idea!"

Youyou's eyes lit up, and she seemed to have an idea in mind.

"Ask a question!"

Nanfeng also raised his hand, and asked in confusion, "Why aren't we playing mahjong this year for Chinese New Year?"

Apart from Zhanbo and Wanyu, everyone else's faces immediately fell, and they glared at Nanfeng with annoyance.

Why aren't we playing mahjong this Chinese New Year? Don't you know why?

Last year on New Year's Eve, there were twelve of us playing mahjong at three tables. In the end, Nanfeng, Zhanbo and Wanyu's family won against all three other people at the table. The nine of them almost lost their underwear.

There's no way around it; one of these three guys relied on his hearing to get the cards, another relied on his brainpower to memorize and calculate the cards, and the last one—his luck was a bit too exaggerated.

Regardless, everyone who lost at mahjong unanimously decided that they would absolutely not play mahjong again this year!

no way!

"pity."

Seeing this, Nanfeng said regretfully, "I thought I could beat you guys a little more this year."

"Hehehe————"

The crowd gave perfunctory, dry laughs.

If they keep winning, they'll really lose everything, down to their last penny!

"Cough cough cough————"

Ziqiao coughed a few times, then reorganized his thoughts and said, "Zhang Wei, Yifei, you two are in charge of preparing beer and drinks."

"Also, order some more chickens—"

Everyone's eyes widened upon hearing this.

What does it mean that this thing is called a chicken?

A great start to the new year?!

Zi Qiao shrugged and nodded emphatically as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "————Wings!"

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Everyone rolled their eyes at him.

Ziqiao continued, "Meijia, Wanyu and Curry are preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. Yumo and Youyou, you two decorate the living room."

"Nanfeng, Zhanbo, you two are in charge of moving the computer to the living room and getting it set up. We're having a battle of the century tonight!"

Yu Mo blinked: "What kind of battle?"

Guan Gu excitedly rubbed his hands together: "Let's have a Yu-Gi-Oh! battle!"

"Tonight, the boys will be divided into two teams and will compete through a draw and a ban/pick system. The games include, but are not limited to: [CS], [League of Legends], [Dota], [King of Fighters], [Chess], [Civilization VI],"

[Stars] etc.

"In short, the team that wins more games in the end will be the 'Yu-Gi-Oh!' of the year, and they will receive the highest honor as boys."

Guan Gu tilted his head slightly, his face full of anticipation, and uttered four words: "You're pretty good!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo curled her lips: "—You boys' supreme honor is really quite simple and unpretentious."

"This competition sounds quite interesting, can I join?"

"Count me in too!"

Yifei, Youyou, and Wanyu raised their hands at the same time.

Nanfeng laughed: "Perfect, now we can start the 5v5 battle."

Zhanbo raised his hand and said, "I probably won't be able to participate in debugging the computer. I plan to use dominoes to build a 'Happy New Year, all the best' sign, and then knock it down right at the turn of the new year."

Ziqiao nodded: "That's a good idea. Can you handle Nanfeng by yourself?"

Nanfeng gave an OK sign: "A small computer is no problem for me."

"very good."

Ziqiao raised an eyebrow and smiled smugly, "The most exciting part is coming up next! I'm planning to contact the handsome guys and beautiful girls in Love Apartment Building 2 to come over and play—Flying Chess!"

"No Ludo!!!"

Everyone said in unison.

Meijia said irritably, "It's the Lunar New Year, we can just have some fun at home, why do we need to invite outsiders over?"

Curry Sauce nodded in agreement: "Agreed."

"Okay, okay."

Ziqiao sighed helplessly.

Yu Mo pointed to the heart on the blackboard and asked, "What does this heart mean?"

"Skewered chicken hearts?"

Yifei explained, "This is my signature performance tonight, an upgraded version—a mind-reading act."

Upon hearing this, everyone sighed in dismay.

Wanyu tugged at Yifei's sleeve and said, "Feifei, I know it wasn't easy for you to get to this level, but let Nanfeng handle the magic performance."

Guan Gu smirked: "Yeah, and Yi Fei, stop insulting mind reading. Real mind reading isn't like what you're saying."

Nanfeng nodded and retorted, "Indeed, those few moves of hers couldn't even be considered a magic show."

Guan Gu straightened his back and corrected him earnestly, "I'm not talking about magic tricks, I'm talking about real mind reading, a special ability!"

"Special abilities?!"

Everyone was shocked to hear this, and they looked at Guan Gu as if he were a teenager with delusions of grandeur.

Guan Gu loudly protested, "I'm telling the truth! I really have seen people who can read minds!"

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