I Am from a Humble Family, and My Entire Family Supported Me in My Journey to Qingyun.

When Lin Zhao was five years old, he wrote a word on the dirt at the entrance of the village. An old scholar who had been failing for half his life saw him and accepted him as his disciple. The old scholar said: Genius is a gift from God, but whether you can hold the bowl of rice steady depends on your own character. He was eleven years old when the old scholar left, leaving him an old book full of comments. The whole village collected eggs, bacon and copper plates and put their fingerprints on the donation deed. For him to study. From a young boy to a scholar, from a loser to an Asian champion, from a humble family to a gold medalist. On the day when he was named on the gold list, someone asked him: You are so talented, why do you study harder than anyone else? Lin Zhao said: "I owe the kindness of one hundred and thirty families, and I dare not not work hard." This is a story about support and gratitude. It is also a Qingyun Road from the entrance of the village to Jinluan Hall.