My dad's life

"Hey, did you repost Fang Dashen's Weibo?"

"Of course I reposted it. I also used my parents' mobile phones to register a small account for reposting."

"Then have you won the lottery?"

"Who knows, I checked my phone when I saw the door in the morning. The winning list has not been announced yet."

"Pull it down, do you know how many reposts on this Weibo? 1 billion +, 10 out of so many users, do you think you can still get it?"

"What a nonsense? How did this data come from? All Daxia is reposting this Weibo."

"You are not allowed to have multiple numbers?"

"..."

Qian Xinlan had just arrived at school in the morning, and she heard the most discussion about this matter.

It's a pity that they are now in the third year of high school, and it is strictly forbidden to bring mobile phones in class, so everyone has been addicted.

"Xiaolan, did you forward it too?" Qian Xinlan just sat down, and Xie Anqing, who was at the same table, stretched her head over.

"Reposted, I used my mom's phone to forward one, how about you?" Qian Xinlan said casually.

"I used my dad, my mom and my own cell phone to forward it, but my brother reposted it himself, otherwise my chances of winning the lottery would definitely be higher." Xie Anqing said depressed.

Qian Xinlan smiled and comforted: "It's okay, no matter how many times you repost, the probability of winning is actually 50%, and it won't be neutralized."

"Hey, it seems to make sense." Although Xie Anqing felt that something was wrong, he couldn't tell, but the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

"Ha, if I win the prize, it would be so cool. I can not only let Dabai help me clean up the house, but also let it send me to school every day. I don’t know how much knowledge it has stored. If I can help me with my homework All right……."

Xie Anqing had fallen into delusions after winning the lottery before he even wrote the eight characters.

Qian Xinlan smiled helplessly, took out the textbook, and prepared for morning reading.

As long as get out of class is over throughout the morning, everyone discusses basically the winning list, but everyone has no mobile phones and can only go home at noon.

The fourth class in the morning is the class of Wu Xinzhi, the head teacher.

"It's all in the third year of high school, why don't you have any sense of urgency, do you still think about the Internet?" Wu Xinzhi looked at the absent-minded students in the audience, somewhat helplessly.

"Teacher, that's great, if I could have one, it would be so cool." A lively classmate shouted from the stage.

"What's the use of being cool? If you can transfer it, you will get rich, but unfortunately it is the ID card?" Wu Xinzhi said with a smile.

"Teacher, the lottery draw is different from the official website appointment. The official website appointment requires real-name authentication, so it is not easy to transfer. But after the Weibo draw, after winning the lottery, can I directly submit a transferor’s ID card?" Another student said under the stage. .

"Huh?" Wu Xinzhi changed his mind after hearing the words. This makes sense.

"You have enough brains, if you could be so active in your studies, how good would it be?"

"But the prerequisite is to be able to draw you." Wu Xinzhi smiled and took out his mobile phone.

If he doesn't tell the students below the list today, it is estimated that the class will be of low quality.

"Oh, the list is really out."

"Really? Who have been drawn, is there me?" The student with Pi Shi immediately yelled.

The classroom was noisy for a while.

"Quiet." Wu Xinzhi frowned and knocked on the podium.

As a class teacher, he was still very prestigious, and immediately fell silent.

"I'll read it to you again, so that you don't always think about it." Wu Xinzhi looked at the phone again.

"Ms. Wu, you are the best." The noisy started again just below the silence.

Wu Xinzhi didn't care about them anymore, but started reading to himself.

"Crazy, riding a tortoise to see the sea, a sea of ​​scum @, all are slut..."

"I read the name of Weibo, which is not what I said, so you have to read more books, or you can start a Weibo name. It's not so good."

"Teacher, continue reading, what's the rest?" The classmate below shouted, who still cares about this issue now.

"Cool moon, a lot of fish, orange-flavored shit, Qian Xuezhen..." Wu Xinzhi read this, looking up at Qian Xinlan under the podium in surprise.

Qian Xinlan in the audience also looked surprised and stood up in disbelief.

The other students looked at Qian Xinlan with the same surprise and surprise.

Because they all know that Qian Xue is really Qian Xinlan's father.

The reason why they knew Qian Xuezhen was because his name was only one word from the great scientist Qian Xuesen, he was also a local celebrity.

Qian Xue is really a firefighter. Six years ago, he risked his life in a disaster relief operation and saved 6 lives. In the end, he died because of severe burns. For this reason, he was named one of the top ten heroes who moved China. .

As Qian Xuezhen’s daughter, Qian Xinlan is a well-known thing in school.

"Your Weibo name is Qian Xuezhen? Have you ever reposted it?" Wu Xinzhi couldn't hide his excitement, walked off the stage and asked impatiently.

Qian Xinlan nodded blankly. Although she was also looking forward to drawing herself, but she was really unbelievable.

"Then, is this your Weibo? You can confirm it." Wu Xinzhi handed her the phone.

Qian Xinlan tremblingly took it, and Xie Anqing, who was next to her, quickly stood up and put her head over.

At her stop, the other classmates couldn't sit still, and they all gathered around.

Wu Xinzhi did not stop either, but said to Qian Xinlan, who was a little trembling with excitement, "Slow down your emotions first, don't get too excited, there are many people with the same name and surname, maybe it's not you."

"Teacher, Weibo cannot have the same name." A classmate who is familiar with Weibo cried.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that Qian Xinlan should really be one of the ten lucky ones, but no one dared to really confirm until the end.

Qian Xinlan directly clicked on the nickname "Qian Xuezhen" in the winning list, and then jumped directly to Qian Xuezhen's Weibo.

Looking at the portrait of the fire helmet on Weibo, tears couldn't stop streaming down.

The helmet was covered with black and gray, worn badly, and looked very old.

It was the fire helmet that her father wore when he died.

The classmates were silent.

"Confirmed?" Wu Xinzhi gently took back the phone and asked actively.

If you want to distract Qian Xinlan, don't be too sad.

"Well, it's my Weibo, I registered the Weibo with my father's name." Qian Xinlan nodded heavily.

"Then this is a good thing, don't cry." Wu Xinzhi tried to make his tone sound lighter.

"Yes, Xiao Lan, don't cry, you can send it now." Xie Anqing took her arm, looking like a money fan.

All the students laughed, and the atmosphere became active again.

"The above said that you should contact by private letter within three days and submit your personal information. Go back and discuss with your mother whether you will receive it yourself or transfer it to someone else."

Wu Xinzhi has a better understanding of Qian Xinlan's family situation. Although his father is a firefighter, his living conditions are not good.

A woman who takes care of the elderly also takes care of the children. If it can be sold, it will be good to improve her life.

"Don't take this class, go back and discuss it with your mother." Wu Xinzhi saw Qian Xinlan's unfavorable appearance, and knew that she didn't want to attend the class, so she asked her to leave school early.

"Teacher, what about us, can we go back too?"

"Don't even think about it. Since Qian Xinlan is absent from this class to prevent her from not being able to follow the next class, let's take a quiz."

There was a groan in the classroom.