Lin Shen, a student selected from 985, refused to follow the unspoken rules and was "assigned" to Linchuan Town, a town prone to floods. On the first day of registration, my crotch split, but I made my first good relationship by helping an old farmer push a cart.
He relied on his professionalism in social sciences to solve the town's flood prevention dilemma from the water level notches in the Qing Dynasty ancestral hall; he used Douyin live broadcast to sell unsalable goods into Internet celebrity brands; he even dared to intercede for the hostile village party secretary at the party committee. Everyone laughed at his idealism, until the century-old ancestral hall he protected became a national intangible cultural heritage, the cooperative he established alarmed CCTV reporters, and the second-generation official he rejected asked him with red eyes if he regretted it.
And the female support teacher who always knocked on his dormitory door late at night suddenly said one day: "My dad asked you, are you interested in going to the Provincial Flood Control Office to plant stars?"
——The grassroots level is the best starry sky, and those who work hard will eventually light up the sky.
