Love Apartment Zhang Wei's powerful rebirth

With the sound of gongs and drums and songs wishing you good fortune, the New Year quietly came to the apartment with the sound of firecrackers.

During the day, bar.

"Write a random number on this card without letting me see it. Now concentrate and recite the number in your mind slowly, closing your eyes." Yifei said pretentiously.

The four people on the sofa closed their eyes after writing the numbers. Yifei quietly turned over the cards while they had their eyes closed. Coincidentally, the four people on the sofa also quietly opened their eyes.

Seeing this scene, the four were speechless, but they didn't want to disturb Yifei's interest, so they could only pretend that they saw nothing.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now. I already know what number you are thinking of because I can read minds." Yifei said proudly.

Guan Gu os: For a moment I didn’t know what to say.

Zeng Xiaoxian os: If this is considered mind reading, then everyone here can do it, hahahaha.

Zhang Wei os: Yifei, your IQ is also fluctuating like Teacher Zeng's.

Dalios: I didn’t expect Sister Yifei to have such an interesting side.

"Hi, hey!" Yifei gestured in a pretentious manner.

The three people next to him were speechless. Zhang Wei covered his face and pretended that he saw nothing.

"Twenty-six." Yifei said confidently.

The four people on the sofa looked at each other, and finally decided to show their support.

"That's amazing, that's amazing, Sister Yifei."

"Yifei, where did you learn that? It's amazing."

"Master Yifei, it turns out you have special abilities. That's amazing."

"It's such a shame not to invite you to the Spring Festival Gala." The four of them smiled and clapped their hands.

"Actually, this is a kind of magic. We insiders call it close-up magic. Even if you are close to us, you can't tell what I'm doing because I'm too fast." Yifei said happily.

"So fast."

"quick."

"Yeah, that was too fast."

"Hey, what are you playing?" Ziqiao asked.

"Zi Qiao, come and see God." Zeng Xiaoxian said with a smile.

"Yifei can read out the numbers we have in mind." Guan Gu raised his eyebrows.

"Really? Did she peek again?" Ziqiao is very experienced.

"Do you know close-up magic? I learned it from Liu Qian's blog." Yifei retorted.

"Do you think Liu Qian will be on the Spring Festival Gala today?" Youyou and Yumo walked over with a smile.

"I don't care." Yumo sat next to Yifei.

"Do you think we will see our Xiaobai tonight?" Yifei said excitedly.

"Your Xiaobai?" Yu Mo asked curiously.

"Bai Yansong." Yifei explained.

"No way, you are all planning to watch the Spring Festival Gala today." Ziqiao said disappointedly.

"What do you want to do on New Year's Eve?" Yu Mo gave Zi Qiao a blank look.

"Teacher Zeng, do you still remember last year's New Year's Eve?" Ziqiao asked.

"Of course, a firecracker shattered the glass in the living room. We all watched the Spring Festival Gala in the cold wind of minus 10 degrees Celsius, and everyone's face was wet." Zeng Xiaoxian shook his head.

Zhang Wei os: Luckily, I spent New Year's Eve at Dali's house last year. This year, Dashengjie has something to do, so I guess I will have to spend New Year's Eve at the apartment tonight. No, for Dali's sake, I absolutely cannot let the things from my previous life happen tonight.

"Is the skit so sensational?" Youyou asked curiously.

"My face is covered with snot, blown by the wind. I even learned an idiom for this, 'romantic and suave.'" Guan Gu said speechlessly.

"Aunt, please don't laugh at us. I remember you spent last year's New Year's Eve in the hospital." Ziqiao looked at Youyou.

"It's all Sister Yifei's fault. She insisted on making stir-fried green beans with eggplant, but the green beans weren't cooked. The three of us suffered from vomiting and diarrhea after eating them. We ended up staying in the hospital on an IV drip and watching the Spring Festival Gala." Youyou said sadly.

"I saw it done that way on TV, but who knew it would turn out differently than what they saw on TV," Yifei said guiltily.

"Anyway, I will never watch the Spring Festival Gala again. It's not worth it. I get tired after appreciating it. After being tired, I continue to appreciate it." Zeng Xiaoxian took a sip of wine.

"Think about the essence of the Spring Festival Gala. A bunch of handsome guys and beautiful girls party all night in their shorts, while we, a bunch of infatuated men and women, sit in front of the TV and can only watch stupidly." Ziqiao said.

"You can send text messages and interact with the Spring Festival Gala," Youyou suggested.

"Aunt, don't say that I don't take care of you. You don't have to come to our next party. You can just interact with us through text messages." Ziqiao retorted.

"Every time I send text messages, the hosts never read them. They only read the messages from Mengniu Group, China Mobile, and the Chinese Embassy in Nepal," Guan Gu said speechlessly.

"Cherish the current Spring Festival Gala. Who knows, it might get worse and worse in the future," Zhang Wei said helplessly.

"The worst that can happen is we just don't watch it in the future. Anyway, we will be so excited when watching the Spring Festival Gala. If we don't watch it, we will definitely not be this excited." Ziqiao put his hands on his head.

"But every time you say it's this exciting, it turns out to be only this exciting." Zeng Xiaoxian put his hands under his chest.

"That's because you haven't seen my ultimate New Year's Eve battle plan." Ziqiao said excitedly.

"Why does this name sound so familiar?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked in confusion.

"That's pretty much what all his plans are called." Yu Mo said speechlessly.

"I'll go get the plan. We'll have a meeting at the apartment later. Cheer up, the traditional festival of the descendants of Yan and Huang is coming. We've waited for a long time, and finally today." Ziqiao sang happily.

Zeng Xiaoxian os: I remembered that last time he helped Zhang Wei design the ultimate single night plan, but Zhang Wei missed his wedding the next day.

Guan Gu os: Listening to Ziqiao's singing, I always have an ominous feeling.

"Actually, it doesn't matter to me whether I watch the Spring Festival Gala or not. As long as Zhang Wei is by my side, that's enough." Dali said with a smile.

"My dear girlfriend, I will always be by your side." Zhang Wei looked at Dali affectionately.

"Me too." Dali also looked at him affectionately.

"Oh, they are here again. I'd better go back to the apartment first." Zeng Xiaoxian got up and left.

"Me too. I was almost blinded by the light." Guan Gu also stood up and left.

"Take one of us with you." Yifei and the others also turned around and left.

(Thirty minutes later)

"Old Bu, are you drawing Mayan hieroglyphics?" Dali stared at the drawing board next to Ziqiao curiously.

"This is the ultimate New Year's Eve battle plan for tonight, but I drew it a little more abstractly." Ziqiao explained.

"Old Bu, your abstraction is more than just a little bit." Dali said speechlessly.

"Ask a question." Youyou said excitedly.

"Rejected. Your suggestion of cosplay mobilization is very good, but I have rejected it. We are celebrating the Spring Festival, not Halloween." Ziqiao said seriously.

"And we don't need anyone to cosplay as the refrigerator man?" Yifei added, looking at the robot on the blackboard.

What Refrigerator Man? That's Iron Man." Youyou retorted.

Youyou ps: This group of people have no eyesight at all, they can’t even see the obvious Iron Man.

Zhanbo ps: Iron Man, where is Iron Man?