I became the richest man in the world after losing my life in a vegetative state.

It’s the end of September and October is approaching.

Even though the daytime temperature is still over 20 degrees Celsius, the temperature in the NMG grassland has dropped to more than 10 degrees Celsius at night. As the Siberian cold current moves southward, after the National Day in October, the temperature begins to drop, and the temperature here in the NMG grassland also drops. Come down.

At this time, Banzi was like a homeless man. He wanted to wander like a lonely elf on this boundless prairie.

If not for the notification from the big shots above, we would be looking for this talented poet from Peking University.

The two people who came over on a motorcycle really didn't expect the man in front of them with long hair, glasses, a long beard, dirty clothes, and looked very messed up. They thought he was a homeless man.

"Are you a gangster?" asked the middle-aged man who got off the motorcycle.

Zha Haisheng looked at the two strangers in front of him with some confusion.

When his modern poetry was not really popular, not many people knew the pen name Danzi.

"My name is Zha Haisheng."

The middle-aged man took out the photo from his pocket, carefully compared the man in front of him, and found that it was indeed the man in the photo.

"It's you we're looking for, Banzi. Come back with us. Someone above wants to see you."

Who's up there?

Yanzi didn't take it seriously.

"I want to swing on this prairie."

After Yanzi finished speaking, he was ready to leave.

The middle-aged man hurriedly pulled the other person and said: "Baizi, it is late September and the cold wave in Siberia will soon go south. In addition, there is a huge temperature difference between day and night. It is easy for you to get into trouble if you are alone outside."

"I like this wide world of freedom."

After finishing speaking, Kanzi ran around like a happy child.

During this time, he met many children from the Mongolian prairie.

Yan Zi is a top student himself. He was admitted to Peking University as the top scorer in the county college entrance examination at the age of fifteen. He met the children who herd herds on the Mongolian prairie. In addition to occasionally staying in the homes of those herdsmen, Yan Zi also played with the shepherd boys.

However, when the two middle-aged men looked at Yanzi, they felt that he was a bit crazy.

"What should I do?" another man said.

"I'm watching him here. Go and notify others immediately."

. . .

as the man on the motorcycle left.

The middle-aged man was left watching him.

Yanzi was admitted to Peking University at the age of fifteen. He can be said to be the proud son of this era.

His family has always hoped that he would stay in the Yanjing government agencies and work hard so that he could become a high official in the future. However, the family had no idea what he was thinking.

People like Yanzi are even less interested in officialdom.

Even though he was assigned to teach at the University of Political Science and Law, he did not like that set of social relationships and interpersonal relationships.

The teacher and other students didn't understand him either.

Yanzi is a top student at Peking University and graduated from the law department. However, he really dislikes this major. When other students began to enter law-related majors, he was eventually assigned to the University of Political Science and Law as a post in the Department of Communication and Aesthetics. It is just a kind of helplessness that cannot be avoided for the time being.

When the middle-aged man saw Yanzi running wildly in front of him for a long time, he sat down again, picked up his pen and wrote the poem he just thought of in a notebook.

The middle-aged man came over and saw that Yanzi suddenly returned to normal and didn't know what to write there.

The middle-aged man felt even more strange.

Is this person really from Peking University?

He really can't figure it out!

I don’t know how long it took.

In addition to a small car coming over, there were also several motorcycles bringing people over.

Danzi stood up and when he saw so many people coming, he was ready to leave.

However, he was quickly stopped.

"Are you a gangster?"

"Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

Yan Zi still felt strange.

When the polite man came over and said, "Ban Zi, I am also from Peking University, but I am only two years older than you. Now someone above wants to meet you."

"I can't see you."

"Look at this modern poem first."

The gentle young man handed a piece of paper to Yanzi.

Yanzi first saw the song "Asian Copper".

Isn’t this the poem I started writing two years ago and published last year?

"Look at the back?"

back?

When Danzi looked at it.

He was shocked.

Facing the Ocean, Spring and Blossom

Be a happy man from tomorrow on

Feed horses, chop wood, travel the world

. . .

Stranger, I also bless you

May you have a bright future

May your lover be married

May you be happy in this world

I just want to face the sea and the spring flowers are blooming

Kanzi read it over and over again.

Then he read it loudly.

Be a happy man from tomorrow on

. . .

"Senior, who wrote this?" Yanzi was surprised.

He originally thought that no one in this world understood him, but he didn't expect that someone really did understand him.

"I don't know who wrote it, but I heard that someone gave it to Mr. Yang, and Mr. Yang had someone give it to you."

Mr. Yang?

"Which Mr. Yang?"

"Mr. Yang, Chairman of Imperial Group."

For Mr. Yang?

Many people in Yanjing know this.

In addition to national grants, national scholarships, and even study abroad funds, etc., they have always been provided by the Yang Ming Foundation. Many students at Peking University and Qinghua who had no chance to study abroad were able to get a sum of money from the Yang Ming Foundation to study abroad smoothly.

Before this, Yanzi originally had the opportunity to apply for a government-sponsored study abroad program or apply for the Yang Ming Foundation's study abroad fund to study abroad. In the end, Yanzi gave up such an opportunity.

"You mean Mr. Yang wants to see me?"

Yanzi knew about such a big shot as Yang Ming.

However, he really didn't expect that the other party wanted to see him.

"Yes, junior fellow student, let's go back to Yanjing first."

The young man felt that it was a pity for him.

A top student from Peking University is now being interviewed by Mr. Yang. So what does it matter no matter how good his poetry is?

Wouldn't it be a pity if all that talent was wasted?

Yanzi originally felt that no matter who wanted to see him, he didn't want to see him.

However, when he saw the poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming", he felt that the person who wrote this modern poem understood him. At this time, he was extremely lonely in his heart, and he wanted to meet this person.

Yan Zi did not leave again.

Follow the young man out of here.

. . .

When Yanzi left the NMG prairie, he was escorted along the way and took a flight from NMG back to Yanjing.

On the afternoon of September 1986, 9.

He arrived in Yanjing.

When Yanzi got off the plane, he was picked up immediately.

At this time, Yang Ming, He Chaoluo, Ying La, Alina and others were at the Oriental Mandarin Hotel.

"Mr. Yang, the gangster is back."

"Are you talking about that talented man from Peking University?" Yang Ming asked.

The person who came to inform him was not Mr. Shen, but a person sent by the education department.