The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

They watched for a while before realizing that Bai Ningshu was promoting a new event of the drama club: the "Wenxin Cup" New Screenwriter Competition.

The posters have been posted. The event is large-scale and only college students are allowed to participate. It is co-organized with several film and television companies, and the special prize is as high as 88888 yuan. The winning works will have the opportunity to be incubated in the film and television industry, and even a screenwriter that Wen Qiu likes very much will serve as a judge...

The deadline for submissions was before the New Year, so there was plenty of time. All he had to do was finish a movie script of tens of thousands of words... Wen Qiu stared at the poster in a daze until Jiang Mingxin called out to him.

"What's wrong? You want to submit? I heard that this competition is full of experts. All the majors of writing and directing drama are planning to participate."

"Nothing." Wen Qiu sighed. What on earth was he fantasizing about? "Let's go."

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Pei Du made a rare visit to the school, where he met with his tutor and discussed the topic of his thesis.

His mentor, Zhao Peixun, is an old man with gray hair. He has reached the pinnacle of academic achievement and has entered a state of meditation like an old monk, happily walking his dog and playing with birds all day long. As for his students, he also has a free-range attitude, and from time to time he grabs a few students to talk about Buddhist principles and cultivate their spirituality, for he is afraid that the current students are fragile and will threaten to jump off the building at any time.

When Pei Du decided to study for a doctorate at Jiangnan University, several doctoral supervisors rushed to recruit him, hoping that he would publish more SSCI papers for them. However, Pei Du finally chose Professor Zhao because he was moved by his Buddha nature.

In addition, Zhao Peixun was on good terms with their family, and had been Mr. Pei's asset consultant for decades, and he was very caring towards him. When Mr. Pei was making his will, he probably also had a lot of input.

After finishing the topic discussion quickly, Professor Zhao cleared his throat and suddenly talked about the recent situation of Peiyuan Group: "Do you know that Peiyuan Group recently won the land in South City? I heard that the bidding was very fierce. In the end, Pei Qin and his team won it in one fell swoop. It was indeed very courageous."

Pei Qin is his aunt's daughter. She is known for her radical methods and is nicknamed the female devil.

"All the real big guys have ended up in trouble. Only she dares to take the land where the chemical plant was built." Pei Du shrugged.

Professor Zhao laughed and said, "Did you know that Pei Hai is in charge of the Southeast Asian branch? The Southeast Asian market has been developed almost completely, and it is time to reap the fruits. In order to place him there, your uncle did not hesitate to bring down several of your grandfather's important officials."

Pei Hai was his uncle's son, the eldest grandson of the eldest son, and was also highly regarded. Pei Du knew what Professor Zhao meant. His brothers and sisters were desperately trying to gain power, fighting each other openly and secretly, but he was here leisurely studying, which was really outrageous.

"I'm not in a hurry," Pei Du said leisurely, "Grandpa chose me because I have an advantage that none of them have."

"What are the advantages?" asked Professor Zhao.

"Patience," Pei Du said with a smile, "I am better at waiting than anyone else."

"You kid..." Professor Zhao blew his beard, but didn't say anything. Although he was an elder, he was an outsider after all. The Pei family was a deep place, so it was better for outsiders not to get involved easily.

Pei Du left the School of Economics, and his mood was not so good. In fact, what he said to the professor was half true and half false. On the one hand, he was really happy to see those people fighting each other, and on the other hand, he was really tired of family disputes.

School is such a place that makes people feel relaxed. The students' faces are still young and childish, filled with the clear stupidity that has not been beaten by the society. Not far away, several OMEGAs are gathered together and whispering. They want to come up and chat but are embarrassed. Finally, they decide to use rock-paper-scissors to decide who will ask for the number. The third round is in full swing. Pei Du gives a look and they all scatter in shyness.

A cool autumn breeze blew by, bringing with it a refreshing scent of flowers. Pei Du looked up and saw that the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in the school had bloomed. Clusters of golden ears of osmanthus were hanging abundantly on the branches.

The smell links memories in a secret way. A figure flashed through Pei Du's mind, and he suddenly wanted to see him.

"Where?" he texted.

It immediately showed that it was typing, but it took a long time to type, as if it was struggling with the wording. The last thing it sent was an emoticon of a confused puppy shaking its head.

Pei Du smiled and continued to send messages: "Didn't I say I would take you to visit the campus?"

After waiting for several more seconds, the message came: "I was about to go to the library, but I will go home after borrowing books. I'm sorry that I don't have time today."

Pei Du didn't reply to the message. Since he had nothing to do today, he also walked towards the library.

In fact, he sent the message just on a whim. He didn't care whether he could meet the person or not. It's just that the road leading to the library was lined with osmanthus trees, and the fragrance was so refreshing. It would be nice to be able to walk there for a while.

Pigeons that were not afraid of people were strolling leisurely on the path, and the choir was practicing the songs for the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala on the lawn. When they sang "May we live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart," Pei Du saw a figure in front of him. He immediately walked up quickly and patted Wen Qiu on the back.

Wen Qiu turned around in surprise, not expecting him to really come, "Ah, it's you..."

He bit his tongue secretly, thinking that it was not the right way to greet someone, and quickly added, "Thank you for what happened that day."

"I almost didn't recognize you. Why are you wrapped so tightly?" Pei Du looked at his hat and mask with amusement. His eyes were hiding in the shadow of the hat, like a butterfly hiding under the leaves, flapping its wings in fright.

Wen Qiu pulled the brim of his hat and said without explanation, "I really don't have time today. I'm leaving after borrowing the books. I also have to go to work..."

The memory of that day was still vivid in his mind. Just by looking up at Pei Du, his heart rate soared, and various scenes of him lying on the bed in the hotel kept scrolling through his mind...

Pei Du showed no sympathy for his embarrassment and walked beside him openly: "It's okay, I'm going to the library too, let's go together."

The two of them walked towards the library together. Although Pei Du did not say anything else to him, walking next to the school's celebrity, the gazes from all directions almost pierced Wen Qiu through.

Some rumors soon reached his ears: "Who is that? Why is he walking with Pei Du?"

"Shit, something's going on!" The sound of snapping photos rang out, "These two people are walking so close, they must be together!"

Wen Qiu's scalp tingled when he heard this. He just wanted to spend four years in peace, without getting any attention or getting into any trouble. But how could he make Pei Du leave on his own? Wen Qiu fretted for a while, and finally decided to speak frankly:
"Can I walk on my own...you're too conspicuous."

This was very rude, but his tone was very cute, with some complaints mixed in with helplessness. Pei Du paused, "Okay, then you go first."

Wen Qiu then walked forward for a while, and then found Pei Du following behind him not too far away. No matter how fast or slow he walked, he was always there, as if holding an invisible kite string, controlling him freely. Pei Du followed Wen Qiu and found it very interesting. He had seen many people with social difficulties and self-isolation. They would often go out fully armed, and often hunched their backs. But Wen Qiu's back was straight and upright, like a flexible bamboo in spring.

Not only is this guy not shy, he is even very bold. He is the first person who dares to openly dislike me.

The autumn wind, which had just dissipated the summer heat, was cool and warm. When the wind brushed the ends of OMEGA's hair and blew the fragrance of osmanthus towards her face, Pei Du suddenly had an illusion, as if he was hugging someone tightly.

Wen Qiu entered the library, quickly returned the book, and then went to borrow the book he needed with a clear purpose. Pei Du didn't really plan to do anything to him, so he planned to find a study room to stay for a while and fill out the various annoying forms that the professor had just stuffed into him.

He was buying coffee on the first floor when he saw Wen Qiu coming downstairs, looking around, and then walking towards him.

Ok?
Pei Du walked over with coffee in hand: "Have you borrowed all the books?"

"Well," Wen Qiu looked up at him, took out a hardcover book from his shoulder bag and stuffed it into his hand, "I borrowed one for you by the way."

After that, he strode away. Pei Du looked down at the book in confusion and found that it was a book of inspiration called "How to Manage Time Efficiently".

This was a roundabout way of scolding himself for having nothing to do. Pei Du couldn't help laughing and even spilled some of the coffee on his hands.

He was actually very busy, having to deal with school tasks and run his own company. It was really ridiculous that he finally had some free time and ran into such an unromantic person.

Although he was somewhat interested in Wen Qiu, he didn't have the patience to chase and coax people. He was too lazy to pick up the one who was delivered to his door, and he just let the unwilling one go.

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In the blink of an eye, it was October and the weather was getting cooler. Wen Qiu received more and more orders, so he turned down some tutoring jobs and focused on typing at home.

His English is so good that he is almost at the level of a native speaker. He occasionally helps people with their English homework, revise documents, and polish translations. It is easier than tutoring and he earns more.

After all these visits, Wen Qiu did the math and realized that the money he spent on imported medicines every month was covered. He also took the time to take Xiao Zhiliao to the hospital for a follow-up checkup. The results were very good. The doctor said that the child's various indicators were gradually approaching normal. If he continued to observe for a period of time, he might be able to reduce the use of medicines.

"When will the child be able to speak?" Wen Qiu asked the doctor, "I seemed to hear him calling daddy that day."

"A seven or eight-month-old baby may unconsciously make some syllables, but it is difficult for them to match them with specific people." The doctor smiled kindly, "In another two months, they will be able to recognize people. By then, you can interact with the child more with your ALPHA. If you teach him a few more times, he may learn it."

Wen Qiu's expression dimmed for a moment, "Okay."

The little cicada always cried when lying alone, but once he was picked up, he would lean on him obediently, look up at him, and call "papa". His crystal clear eyes were full of love, full of himself.

The doctor said that a baby of seven or eight months old is not old enough to recognize people, but little Zhiliao is different. He is very smart and sensible, and he knows who he is calling.

After thanking the doctor and walking out of the ward, Wen Qiu saw that all the couples in the hospital were seeing the doctor in pairs with their children, and he was the only one there alone.

He felt a little uncomfortable, worried that little Zhiliao would feel a sense of lack when he grew up and would feel inferior when he saw other children.

There was not much work to do today, so he took the little cicada and walked for a while in the park near the hospital. The child was curious about everything he saw, babbling at the sky and grabbing with his little hands.

Wen Qiu looked up and saw a golden leaf swirling down and landing on the tip of the child's nose.

The little cicada’s eyes widened and it sneezed with a “ah-chu” sound, and then started to giggle.

"Leaf." Wen Qiu picked up a fallen leaf and scratched his cheek, "Leaf--"

"Guwu..." The little cicada imitated and made strange sounds.

Wen Qiu grabbed his soft little hand and touched the fountain again, "Water——"

The little cicada immediately started splashing water for joy.

After playing for several hours, he refused to leave. Wen Qiu's arms were so sore that he almost lost feeling. He put the little Zhiliao on his legs and swung him: "Little Zhiliao, why don't you look tired? The sun has set, baby, it's time to go to sleep, okay?"

The little cicada seemed to understand and really quieted down, opening his arms for a hug. Wen Qiu picked him up, stroked his back, and hummed a nursery rhyme to lull him to sleep.

He knew why Xiao Zhiliao was so playful, because he rarely took him out. In this short life, the child had only a few opportunities to see a large piece of blue sky.

He couldn't help it and spent 80 yuan to order a stroller online, planning to take more time to take Xiao Zhiliao out for a walk in the future.

While browsing the online store, he couldn't help but buy some baby toys and complementary foods, spending more than 300 yuan. That night, he was so distressed that he didn't even want to add eggs to the noodles he cooked.

When it was almost time for bed, Wen Qiu noticed that Zhiliao had a fever, maybe because he was cold playing outside during the day. He fed him some Motrin, and when he got up in the middle of the night to feed him, he checked his forehead and found that his body temperature had returned to normal.

The next day was gloomy and it was drizzling. Wen Qiu was too busy to have a good meal, so he rushed to the private restaurant where he worked as soon as his class was over. It was five or six o'clock, which was the busy time, when a phone call suddenly came in. Wen Qiu took out his phone in the midst of his busy schedule and his heart sank.

It was Aunt Wu who called. The only reason she called was because of Xiao Zhiliao.

Amid the roar of the boiler and the iron pot, Wen Qiu picked up the phone and heard Aunt Wu calling out anxiously, "Hey, Xiao Wen, come back quickly, your child has a fever! His body is burning!"

(End of this chapter)