Lin Yian's red envelopes were smashed one after another like it was raining. He sent the red envelopes with a very self-styled style. If he didn't make any effort, he would just throw a big red envelope of 200 yuan. Whoever had a fast hand speed would have the 200 yuan.

After sending more than a dozen people in a row, when Lin Yian was tired, He Chen took it back.

For half an hour, the red envelope rain continued.

He Yin looked at his WeChat change from 30,700 yuan to five digits with satisfaction, and continued to rise at a snowball speed.

He Yin was lucky today, and he must be eight of the ten red envelopes.

After counting his spoils, He Yin was satisfied. It seemed that the mahjong tonight was not lost in vain. He was frustrated on the mahjong court and became proud on the red envelope court.

There is a custom of staying at New Year's Eve in Jiangzhou, and people in the bars will make trouble until two or three in the morning.

After ten o'clock, the group moved to the private room on the second floor.

Xie Xiao, Qin Ke and He Yin were hanging on the sofa, playing games in black.

Perhaps because He Yin's skills are a bit bad, his teammates frequently start microphones and output firepower.

"Hey, that big brother Li Bai, are you going to be a jungler and not join the team? Are you planning to take the confinement period in the grass?"

Half a minute later.

"Oh, brother Li Bai, you're just running so fast before you even started a team. Are you rushing to attend the funeral?"

Another half minute later.

"Oh my god, brother, don't you play Li Bai next time? I can't even complain about your skills. Are you really not a rookie station?"

In the end, the teammates were already angry and too lazy to complain. Before the crystal exploded, they threw the words "Your mother exploded", and then decisively exited the room.

He Yin, who has a record of 0-5: "..."

Hey, others play games, even their wife, but he plays games, even his mother is gone.

At the beginning, He Yin wanted to be in the dark in the five rows. In this way, everyone is their own people, and it doesn’t matter how bad they are. But firstly, Xie Yan and Shen Jiayu basically don’t play games, and secondly, Lin Er and Wen Miao are already leaning against each other and sleeping so hard that they don’t know what time they will be.

He Yin had no choice but to give up and curse while playing the game.

Pain and happy.

As it was almost twelve o'clock, Lin Erwenmiao and the others who were sleeping in a daze were woken up by He Yin.

Liner rubbed his eyes, yawned, and asked depressedly: "What time is it?"

"Eleventh and fifty-seven." Xie Yan said

Liner said "Oh".

It’s about to twelve o’clock, so you have to wake up, at least you have to be awake to celebrate this New Year.

"No, I have to stand." She stood up from the sofa, walked towards the balcony, and planned to blow the wind. "I will sit again, I will fall asleep again."

Xie Yan raised his hand and helped her, and followed her to the balcony.

As the cold wind blew, Lin Er's head, which was sleeping in a daze, finally woke up a little.

Xie Yan took a half step forward and blocked the wind for her: "I'll catch a cold as soon as I woke up."

Liner yawned again and said "um" in a vague way.

The snow was getting heavier and fell from the sky in a mighty way. In the early morning, Jiangzhou City was still brightly lit, and the streets and alleys were crowded. Countless people were shuttled through the glass lights all over the city, preparing to welcome the arrival of the new year.
Chapter completed!