Chapter 150: I really won the lottery
Gong Zhaonian has saved many people in his life, he is a good doctor, and Gong Zhao does not deny this.
But he is not a qualified father, nor is he a qualified son.
Gong Chip understands all his helplessness and sadness, it is indeed not easy for his father to get from a mountain village to the point where he is now.
Therefore, Gong Chip's emotions towards his father are full of contradictions, resentment but distress, and he does not hinder but does not approve.
As the old saying goes, you can't have both fish and bear's paws.
But Gong Chip would rather his father get fish and take care of the small family.
It's a pity that there is no if, which makes Gong Chip very precocious, and he is calm and more than all his peers at a young age.
When he was in college, Gong Chip was actually the most relieved of his younger brother, he was going to the imperial capital, afraid that his younger brother would have no one to take care of.
His mother, Yu Shuran, saw that Gong Chip faintly had the intention of giving up going to college in other places, so she quickly adjusted her place of work and took the initiative to apply to work at the local station, so that she could take care of her second son and let Gong Chip have no worries.
What are you kidding, the future of the eldest son can't be lost in her hands.
Yu Shuran and Gong Zhaonian both knew that they were ashamed of their two children, so even if they got together less and left more, they would bring gifts to the children every time they met.
There is too much helplessness in the adult world to balance family and work, and they are also bitter.
But Gong Chip didn't want to experience such bitterness.
He vowed never to live like his parents, and he didn't believe that work and family could not be balanced.
Originally, with his academic qualifications and ability, he would have a better future in the imperial capital, but he resolutely returned to Jiacheng to develop after completing his master's degree.
Now he can take care of his relatives again, and his career is thriving.
Isn't he able to do well what his parents didn't do?
After doing so, Gong Chip found out that it turned out to be ...... Actually, it's not that hard.
Just sacrifice some of it.
It's just that the two sacrifices in different ways, Gong Chip's parents choose to sacrifice their family, and he chooses to sacrifice his own opportunity.
But chance is the most mysterious and unpredictable.
When you give it up, maybe it's coming at you in a different running position.
The creation of the Wuyin Hall is an opportunity for palace fundraising.
If he hadn't given up back then, Gong Chip might not have planned to take this step.
Therefore, to have the current Wuyin Hall dubbing studio team, Gong Chip is very grateful for his decision back then.
To lose, that is, to gain.
……
Gong Chip also firmly believes that he will gain more and more things.
Soon, on the lottery day a week later, Gong Chip unsurprisingly got the chance to win the lottery after reposting Weibo.
That is, he can get the peripheral postcard signed by the author's right Qingcang.
After the list of winners was released, everyone was sour.
And Zuo Mian was shocked.
When she saw the list of winners under the official Weibo of Mythology, she almost effortlessly saw the most conspicuous of the 150 IDs [Wuyin Hall C Jun].
This ID, even if it is put into the tens of thousands of people, she can find it.
Every day...... This......
Really won the lottery???
Mr. C just reposted Weibo casually, and won her signed postcard?
Zuo Mian was shocked and began to get excited again.
This is the first gift she wants to give to her idol, no, she must practice the signature for Mr. C to look the best! His share had to be unique!
Start practicing your signature now!! Ollie gives!
The fact that Mr. C won the lottery gave Zuo Mian unlimited motivation.
She designed the art signature a week ago, and now she only needs to sign the postcard that the station sent to her.
But for the sake of Mr. C, Zuo Mian secretly practiced the signature of a whole notebook that night, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.
When she is skilled enough to be successful in reflexes, she starts to sign one by one.