Once he turned on his computer and logged onto QQ, he just happened to see that someone in the group was talking about Su Qianxun’s lottery draw.
"Everyone should try it out, what if you win! The first prize is ten thousand yuan in cash!"
"With the boss hosting the event, we’ve got to participate and boost her popularity!"
Upon seeing this message, Ding Wei’s eyelids twitched.
Then, he skillfully typed in the "Surfing Blog" mentioned by his teammates, and within a minute, he had registered.
Because he was also a fan of Su Qianxun.
Ding Wei was sixteen this year and admired Su Qianxun, not because she was a good student, beautiful, or a good singer, but because the sixteen-year-old Su Qianxun lived a life Ding Wei admired.
After registering and clicking to participate in the lottery, Ding Wei closed the webpage and then opened his friends page, ready to say goodbye to his friends online. Official source is novel·fiɾe·net
Ding Wei, after all, was ranked third in this online game. The reason he wasn’t first was that the top player was a big spender, and he couldn’t compete against the top player’s resources, so when they heard he was quitting, his teammates immediately tried to persuade him to stay.
The Vice President even had a private chat with Ding Wei to persuade him.
They talked for almost an hour.
But for the first time, Ding Wei was unmoved. Thinking about what he had seen that day, his heart felt as if it were clogged with straw, extremely uncomfortable.
After he had drunk all his instant noodle soup, Ding Wei threw the noodle cup into the trash can and was ready to log off and shut down.
Just then, his QQ suddenly lit up, and one after another, people were mentioning him.
Ding Wei thought it was people trying to retain him again, so he prepared to say goodbye.
However, when he opened it, he saw several screenshots asking, "Damn! Captain, Weiwei so poor he clinks, is that you? Is it really you??"
"Captain, is this you? You won the prize! A computer worth 19999! The grand prize!"
Seeing the screenshots his teammates had posted, Ding Wei’s mind went blank for a moment, his eyes, reddened, suddenly widened.
Afterward, he ignored his teammates and tremblingly reopened the Surfing Blog page.
After logging in, he indeed saw a system message.
For a moment, Ding Wei couldn’t help but close his eyes as he clicked on the message, and it took him a while to open them again.
"Congratulations to the user ’Weiwei So Poor He Clinks,’ you have won the grand prize in the New Year’s lottery hosted by Su Qianxun, a Sky Seeker super notebook worth 19999! Please leave your contact information in the contact section, and we will send it to you as soon as we verify the details. If you have any questions, please contact our customer service!"
Seeing the system prompt, Ding Wei almost shouted out in excitement.
But he restrained himself. A computer worth nearly twenty thousand yuan could sell for more than ten thousand if sold, and if the others in the internet cafe found out, he would be in danger!
After calming down, Ding Wei, as if afraid the words on the screen would disappear, stared at it for almost ten minutes before he finally came back to his senses and immediately filled in his address in the contact section.
But when it came time to fill in the phone number, Ding Wei hesitated.
Because there was no phone at his home.
He came from a single-parent family, just his mother and him, poor as church mice, what phone could there be? He couldn’t fill in this section.
Moreover, had this happened before, with such a high-end computer, he would have thought about happily playing games at home.
But now... he no longer felt that way.