The red envelopes sent by Han Qingjun are quite large, with 10,000 yuan per package for fifty people. On average, a red envelope costs 200 yuan.

However, this red envelope is not average, but depends on luck. In other words, some people may grab this red envelope for more than 9,000 yuan, and some people may grab it for a few dollars or even a few cents. Everything depends on luck.

In addition, Han Qingjun, who has never been a stingy person, gave not only one red envelope this time, but he sent a total of 30 red envelopes and a total of 300,000 yuan.

Seeing the red envelopes sent by Han Qingjun, the fans in the live broadcast room were all screaming happily while clicking to participate, and the subtitles were posted non-stop.

Nini’s little husband; [Oh my god, my god, one for ten thousand yuan, one for ten thousand yuan. If I win one, wouldn’t I have the money to go home for the New Year? That’s great. God bless me, I must win!!]

Brother Lang, who sells wild goods in the mountain village; [It is worthy of being the number one in Xigua Video, even the red envelope is so different. And the red envelope is so big. Thank you very much for your father Nini for being generous. I hope I can win!!]

Xiao Xixi, who is raising bee; [Oh my god, such a big red envelope, this is definitely the best in history on Xigua Video. Thank you for the big red envelope of the No. 1 brother, I hope I can win!!]

Fan members of Nini's all-around father; [Nini's father, I am your true fan, so you must bless me to win the prize, I really need money.]

Is love likely to disappear? [I don’t even look at other anchors who send red envelopes. Nini’s father’s unique cash red envelope doesn’t matter whether they win or not. I just want to participate. Of course, it’s best to win, after all, this is also a kind of luck.]

After taking a look at the subtitles in the live broadcast room, Han Qingjun smiled and waved his hand and said, "I am not as good as you said. I started live broadcasts to make money. You think I am good, probably because I won't ask you for gifts and take you to pk.

However, since you gave too many rewards tonight, in order not to let some black fans tell the media that we are treating you fans as leeks, I decided to donate 10 million yuan to orphanages in China so that those children without parents can have a warm New Year.

Now there are eight minutes left before the thirty red envelopes draw, so I will use this last moment to sing a song belonging to us Chinese, and I hope everyone likes it!!”

After Han Qingjun finished speaking, Han Lengxu and the others immediately started to hold the song score of the yellow race, and then started playing the accompaniment of the yellow race.

After the accompaniment sounded, Han Qingjun was playing the electric guitar crazy while singing loudly to the microphone;

...........From the waves that have crossed five thousand miles, or the city wall to be rebuilt......

......All the faded yellows of history gather into the sunset and dyed on me......

......From the sweat that has shed for five thousand years, or the legendary prosperous Tang Dynasty...

............All the yellow people in the world are just waiting for me to give it a name......

The lyrics of the first paragraph, the fans in the live broadcast room seemed to see the huge waves of the first river in the motherland, and the walls were already very old, but they still couldn't see the Great Wall that was beginning and end.

The lyrics of the following passages allow fans in the live broadcast room to see the yellow ancients in the history of China. They struggled all the way, and did not admit defeat when they were exhausted, and they had to move forward, and finally created the ancestors of the prosperous China in the present.

............ The yellow man came to the ground and raised his new chest.........

............ Yellow people, walking on the road, the world knows that I am different...

......The more turbulent, the braver it is. The change of the world will make me break through......

......I was open and honest, and it was finally my turn to play for five thousand years...

History will not be forgotten, and the achievements of our ancestors are still in our hearts. So in the face of such a ignited song by Han Qingjun, many young fans in the live broadcast room were so excited that they wanted to join the army to defend their country.

I am eighteen years old this year, [What a burning song, I want to join the army, no matter how much I am, I must join the army next year, Chinese men should defend their country!!]

As a young man, I was a little confused; [I just graduated. I didn’t know what I was going to do before, but now I know. I want to be a soldier, I want to defend my country!!]

.........There has never been any injury that cannot be cured, only the oldest power......

......All yellows scattered in the land are tenacious and very oriental...

.........The yellow man came to the ground and raised his new chest......

............ Yellow people, walking on the road, the world knows that I am different...

......The more turbulent, the braver it is. The change of the world will make me break through...

......I was open and honest, and it was finally my turn to play for five thousand years...

Han Qingjun sang three songs in a row tonight, and his rap itself was not very good, so when it came to the rap part, Han Qingjun directly abdicated and let Han Junlong come.

After Han Junlong came on stage, he was half bent and sang in the live broadcast camera with various cool moves that rap singers liked, while speaking quickly to the microphone, but with clear pronunciation;

(: There is no place in the world that can’t see a yellow face, bright red blood flowing over 1.3 billion people. You said this is my anger. I said this is my attitude. We are only Chinese!!)

After Han Junlong's rap was completed, Han Qingjun immediately changed positions with her, and then continued to play the electric guitar there while singing in a clear voice;

.........There has never been any injury that cannot be cured, only the oldest power......

......All yellows scattered in the land are tenacious and very oriental...

After singing the yellow race, Han Qingjun took a breath, then looked at the lottery situation in the live broadcast room and said with a smile, "A song belongs to us Chinese, the yellow race is given to everyone, I hope everyone likes it."

At the same time, it’s getting late now, and we’ve already celebrated the New Year together. I’ve sent you the New Year red envelopes, so we’re going to say goodbye again!!”

When Han Qingjun said goodbye, Han Lengxu and Nini came to Han Qingjun again and bowed to the live broadcast camera with Han Qingjun and thanked him; "Thank you for your company in 2020, please in 2021, Happy New Year's Day, I love you, and don't stay up late, beg you!!"

After successfully ending the live broadcast, Han Qingjun took his cell phone and looked at Han Lengxu and the others with a smile on his face, "Happy New Year's Day, don't think there is too little red envelope for each person. Let's go and have a late-night snack!!"
Chapter completed!