After winning the 1 million lottery, I have to fight even more

Two weeks after the operation, Wang Wei was finally able to walk out of the ward filled with the smell of disinfectant.It's a good day when the dragon raises its head on the second day of February.

Yan Yanshishi, who was surrounded by Yang Di, was quickly evacuated from the hospital, and Wang Wei wanted to shout happily.Sitting in the nanny's car, Wang Wei looked out the window almost greedily at the unfamiliar scenery that he hadn't seen in two months.

"The Mao Dun Literary New Talent Awards Ceremony will be broadcast live later, do you want to watch it?" Yang Di asked in a good mood while holding the steering wheel.Wang Wei's postoperative signs were all normal. Although she still needs to take medicine, chemotherapy and regular radiotherapy, everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

"Huh? Is there a newcomer award for the Contradictory Literature Award?" Wang Wei asked, turning his gaze back from the window to Yang Di.

"It was just established this year, and it is said that it has also joined the network literature. The Mao Award is really a bold breakthrough this time." Yang Di said with a smile, and Wang Wei has been hiding the fact that "Border" was shortlisted for the Contradictory Literature Newcomer Award. , Yang Di wanted to give him a surprise.

"Then I want to take a look." Wang Wei said with a smile. It was a surprise that Mao Prize, who had always been stubborn and authoritative, had begun to change.

"And the school, I temporarily asked you to take a one-month long vacation. Can you see if we take a break from school first?" Speaking of this, Yang Di took a careful look at Wang Wei.

Hearing Yang Di talking about going to school, the smile on Wang Wei's face gradually disappeared, and he fell into deep thought.Wang Wei, who grew up accepting the educational philosophy that reading can change one's destiny and that learning is more important than anything else, certainly does not want to give up the opportunity to go to school. Besides, he deeply likes mathematics as a major.

He has just undergone a tumor resection and is in good physical condition.In the future... Maybe the tumor will recur when. If he goes through the formalities of suspending school now, he may be cut off from the school in the future.On the contrary, if he goes back to school now, his illness will inevitably be exposed, and the troubles caused by this are something he doesn't want to experience.

Thinking of this, Wang Wei was caught in a dilemma.

Unable to see Wang Wei thinking hard, Yang Di suddenly asked Wang Wei: "Xiao Wei, what is your ideal?"

"Ideal?" Wang Wei was interrupted, and began to think about the question raised by Yang Di.What is his ideal?Wang Wei felt that he seemed to have no ideals.Before winning the lottery, all his wishes were to study hard and make money so that his grandma could live a good life.After winning the lottery, his life was almost under the arrangement of Qian Lei and Yang Di. Now Yang Di asked him what his ideal is, and Wang Wei suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"Yes, ideal. For example, I want to be the world's largest mid-to-high-end clothing brand." Yang Di said.

Wang Wei frowned and said for a while, "I don't know either."

Yang Di guided him and said: "You have learned a lot now, you can write, you have good grades in financial mathematics, and you are also very talented in fashion design. Of course, you can take care of these at the same time, but a person's energy is always limited. To choose one of these specializations, focus most of your energy on one."

Hearing what Yang Di said, the thinking in Wang Wei's mind gradually became clear, which one he insisted on and loved from the beginning to the end?Writing of course!Writing brought him money, glory, satisfaction and happiness.In the past, because of the instability of writing income, Wang Wei never dared to position it on his main business, but now it is different, he has enough solid funds to back him up.He can devote all his energy to writing without any worries.

After thinking about it, Wang Wei suddenly raised his head, looked at Yang Di with shining eyes, and said, "Writing, I want to write full-time in the future!"

At this moment, Wang Wei's eyes seemed to be filled with the brilliant summer stars, which made Yang Di addicted to them.After getting the expected answer, Yang Di smiled and said, "Of course! I never thought you would have other answers."

Wang Wei looked at Yang Di in astonishment, and said, "Hey? Then you still ask me?"

"I know, but you don't know." Yang Di tilted his head to look at Wang Wei, and smiled teasingly.

When Wang Wei heard this, his cheeks flushed when he suddenly realized.Why has he never found Yang Di so annoying!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Wei puffing up his cheeks like a puffer fish, so he stopped teasing him and changed the subject, "What do you think about the suspension of school?"

Hearing Yang Di's reminder, Wang Wei remembered what had been interrupted before.Although she was reminded by Yang Di that the future direction of development is writing, Wang Wei never thought of giving up her studies.What financial mathematics brings to Wang Wei is not only the knowledge of mathematics, but also the formation of thinking mode.

What fascinates readers deeply is the strict logic in Wang Wei's works. Even though the plots are complicated and bizarre, they are always orderly. When readers follow the clues deliberately left by Wang Wei all the way to the end, all the clues are connected into a A vast and complex network, pointing to the answer.The smoothness and rigor of logic will give people a great satisfaction and shock, which is the charm of Wang Wei's novels.

And this kind of logic, after Wang Wei entered the university and began to systematically study the knowledge of financial mathematics, began to make great strides.Therefore, people who are good at mathematics may not necessarily be good at writing, but those who are poor at mathematics must not be good at writing puzzle-solving novels with complex plots.

After thinking about it, Wang Wei said: "Let's take a one-month long vacation first. After one month, when my image can be seen by others, I will go back to school."

Yang Di was somewhat disappointed when he heard this, but still nodded, expressing his support for Wang Wei's decision.

The destination of their trip was a nursing home that Yang Di had contacted in advance. Aphie's place is good, but after all, there are many people and mixed conversations, so it would be bad to leak Wang Wei's situation.The sanatorium has a quiet environment, professional service staff, and professional doctors. The most important thing is that the security is good enough.Most of the people who come here to recuperate are retired cadres. In order to let Wang Wei live in, Yang Di also entrusted his relationship.

Out of privacy considerations, Yang Di applied for a separate small yard for Wang Wei. The yard is not big, and the master bedroom and living room plus double bathrooms are only 150 square meters.When they arrived at the place, the service staff helped the two unload the car, and Wang Wei stared dumbfounded at Yang Di's stuffed trunk.

"Brother Yang, what are you doing with so many things?" Wang Wei couldn't help asking.

"Not much, your clothes and my clothes, four sets of clothes, inside and outside plus daily necessities, are very few." Yang Di said as a matter of course, and directed the service staff to put the luggage in the designated place.He had visited the place before, and even sent Aphie's cleaning staff to clean and disinfect it thoroughly.

"Brother Yang, are you coming to live with me?" Wang Wei asked in surprise.

"Yes, you don't welcome?" Yang Di stopped and asked with raised eyebrows.

"No, of course not!" Wang Wei quickly denied, "It's not close to Aphie, Brother Yang, won't you be too tired to drive back and forth?"

"I support hundreds of people in the company, and I'm not idle. Besides, communication is so advanced now, if something happens, you can videoconference!" Yang Di said as a matter of course, he obviously didn't want to work hard and drove two hours back and forth every day run.

Hearing this, Wang Wei choked for a moment, but was a little speechless.

After spending half the morning packing up and taking a nap for an hour after lunch, Yang Di and Wang Wei went to the TCM clinic to visit the old national champion Jiang Ling.Mr. Jiang is a master of traditional Chinese medicine that Yang Di has contacted a long time ago. He specializes in tumors and is good at regulating the body. It is said that every patient who sees him here has a much longer survival period than the hospital expected.

Walking along Wutong Road all the way to the Chinese Medicine Clinic, there happened to be a man in his 60s pushing a very gentle lady out.I saw him with a short shaved head and half gray hair, but he was very energetic and strong on his feet. He looked like a practicing family boy.

After a face-to-face meeting, Wang Weizheng felt that the old gentleman looked familiar, but he saw Yang Di stopped beside him and greeted the two: "Uncle, are you and your aunt coming for a follow-up visit?"

"Well, why are you here?" The old man nodded slightly at Yang Di and asked.

"Oh, bring your friends over to see Mr. Jiang." Yang Di replied, introducing Wang Wei to the two: "This is my friend Wang Wei. Wang Wei, this is my uncle and aunt."

The old man nodded slightly at Wang Wei, as a greeting.

The lady said to Yang Di with a smile, "It just so happens that I'm going to stay in the sanatorium for a few days. After you and this little brother have finished the consultation, come over to my place for a sit-down. You kid, you're not young At that time, I never wanted to visit my aunt!"

Hearing this, Yang Di glanced at Wang Wei without a trace, and immediately replied with a smile: "Auntie, you also said that you are not good at the year. I am afraid that running too often will disturb your cleanliness!"

"Didi, do you know that your cousin recently... Forget it, you can talk later when you sit down." Yang Di's aunt seemed to want to ask something, but because it was in a public place, she gave the words to her again. Swallowing it back: "Will you come to my place for dinner tonight? I'll ask Aunt Zou to make you your favorite dumplings stuffed with tomatoes and eggs."

"That's a good relationship!" Yang Di smiled, and said, "Hey, uncle and aunt, we have an appointment with Mr. Jiang at 2:[-] in the afternoon. Now the time is almost up, so I won't chat with you any more."

"Punctuality is what it should be." Yang Di's uncle nodded solemnly and said.

After saying goodbye, Wang Wei walked into the gate of the clinic. After hesitating for a while, he finally asked the question in his heart, "Are those two just now... are Qian Lei's parents?"

"I'm just such an uncle, what do you think?" Yang Di suddenly leaned into Wang Wei's ear and asked with a smile, scaring Wang Wei to take a small step aside.

This small step moved so fast, in Yang Di's view, it was almost a small step.The prank succeeded, and Yang Di laughed happily.

"Yes or no, at most two words. Brother Yang, you can't just say it directly!" Wang Wei said angrily, but the anxiety in his heart subsided a lot because of this little joke.

"Isn't it, you can tell just by looking at the face? Everyone says that the eldest cousin and uncle are carved out of the same mold." Yang Di smiled, changed his mind, and suddenly asked tentatively: "Why? The ugly daughter-in-law is afraid See in-laws?"

When Wang Wei heard this, the smile on his face suddenly became cold, and he said: "I and Qian Lei are in the past tense, please don't mention this name in front of me again."

After getting the answer he wanted, Yang Di was not satisfied.They wanted to say something to adjust the atmosphere, but the two had already walked to the door of the consulting room, and they had no chance to speak.

The author has something to say:

The misunderstanding has not been solved, so there is a question mark behind the in-laws