star king gene

The next morning, Lin Zhimo did not accompany his parents to send Lin Yumo to take the exam. He and his grandfather came to the office of the village brigade.

"Glory, glory!" Mr. Lin shouted as soon as he entered the courtyard where the village brigade worked.

Soon, a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s wearing a white vest came out of the house. He was Zhao Guanghui, the secretary of Lin Zhimo Village.

"Uncle Lin, why are you here? Yo, Xiao Mo is here too." Zhao Guanghui hurriedly called the two into the room.

"Guanghui, it's like this. Zhimo has made a name for himself outside. After he came home a few days ago, he felt that the elementary school in our village was too old. He wanted to build a new school. What do you think?" ?” Mr. Lin has always been straight to the point.

Zhao Guanghui was overjoyed when he heard the words, and slapped his thigh and asked, "Really? That's really great. I never knew what to do with this school. If you can build a new school, it will be a great merit."

Lin Zhimo said modestly: "Uncle Guanghui, what did you say? It is my duty to do something for the village. It is not a merit!"

Seeing that Zhao Guanghui agreed, Mr. Lin said: "Okay, since you agree to this matter, let's go to the school to have a look first, and then discuss and come up with a specific plan."

"Okay! Let's go, let's go right now. It just so happens that the school is on holiday and there is no one there." Zhao Guanghui also did things neatly. He picked up a cattail fan and led the grandpa and grandson to the elementary school.

The village where Lin Zhimo lives is located at the foot of a mountain, but the primary school was built on the highest part of the hillside to avoid rain, and the whole village can be seen from the height.

Although more than ten years have passed, the mountain road leading to the elementary school is still the same as the road in Lin Zhimo's memory, and with the recovery of memory, Lin Zhimo also slowly recalled the scenes that he thought he had forgotten.

This big tree is the one we have climbed no less than a hundred times?

Hey, is this big rock still here?But it became a lot rounder, and I remember cutting my arm when I was a child.

This ditch has become a lot shallower, and it took a lot of effort to walk over it.

There used to be a jujube tree here, why is it gone now, has it been sawed off?

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Walking along the way, Lin Zhimo could recall more and more things from his elementary school memories. For some reason, his mood became a little nervous, just like the "near hometown" mentioned in the book. Now He actually had similar emotions about his former elementary school.

No matter what Lin Zhimo was thinking, after about ten minutes on the mountain road, the group of three came to the school gate.

The school faces south and is built on the hillside.

Seeing the two familiar red iron doors, Lin Zhimo's eyes could not help but glisten with tears.

The door was not locked, so Zhao Guanghui pushed hard, only to hear a "squeak", and pushed the door open.

Entering the gate, the primary school in Lin Zhimo's eyes has not changed much, but the poplar trees in the center of the small square have become much thicker; the row of cypress trees in the middle may still be preserved because they are often pruned by teachers. The arched moon gate has been stepped on by the feet of many students, and the lime surface covering the outside has been worn away, revealing the red brick inside...

To the north of the small playground is a row of classrooms with pointed brick buildings, but as Lin Yuezong said, there are already many holes in the tiles on the roof; the windows on the wall are also sealed with plastic sheets, not glass; The door of the classroom is just a door panel, not even a handle can be found.

Zhao Guanghui sighed: "In the past two years, many children have gone to school in neighboring villages, because our elementary school is too poor. In summer, it's okay, but in winter it's colder inside the house than outside."

Lin Zhimo wiped his eyes vigorously, and said to Zhao Guanghui: "Uncle Guanghui, build! We must build the best elementary school in the county! I will pay for any amount!"

Zhao Guanghui smiled wryly when he heard the words: "Zhimo, you may not understand the situation well. We all want to make the school beautiful, but the transportation of materials is also a problem. Even if we want to make it better Some, those materials can't be transported up the mountain, so we can only make up for these years."

Lin Zhimo frowned: "Then what should I do? Do you want to move?"

Hearing this, Zhao Guanghui's face became even more bitter: "Relocation is even more difficult. We don't just move as soon as we say it. It needs the consent of the township and the signature of the county."

Lin Yuezong suddenly said: "Is it possible to solve the problem by building a mountain road?"

Lin Zhimo's eyes couldn't help but brighten up, and he looked at Zhao Guanghui expectantly.

Zhao Guanghui was stunned: "It is of course good to build a road, but I am afraid that the money to build the road will be more than the money to build a new school."

Lin Zhimo waved his hand: "Uncle Guanghui, don't worry about money...By the way, Uncle Guanghui, how much would it cost to build all the roads in our village into lime roads?"

"What? They're all built into lime roads?" Zhao Guanghui said in surprise.

Lin Zhimo nodded affirmatively. He only thought of this after hearing Lin Yuezong's words. Now all over the country are promoting the idea of ​​"If you want to get rich, build roads first", and Lin Weicheng once contracted the mountain forest to plant fruit trees. , It was because the road was too difficult to walk, and the fruits could not be transported out, so they lost money.

Zhao Guanghui made some calculations in his heart, and said with some trepidation: "If all the villages are built with lime roads, it will cost about one hundred and one hundred thousand yuan, and if the Flip Elementary School is added, it will cost one hundred and twenty-three million yuan."

He was a little worried that his price would scare Lin Zhimo away, so he quickly added: "But if we negotiate the price well, it will be much cheaper if we lower the quality."

"The quality cannot be reduced!" Lin Zhimo immediately said, "Uncle Guanghui, I don't know much about this, and I don't have much time to take care of it, but if there is anything that needs money, just ask, I will definitely support it! But there is one thing, the quality must be guaranteed.”

Zhao Guanghui's face burst into smiles when he heard the words, and he couldn't help saying: "Zhimo is really promising, okay, okay!"

After coming out of elementary school, the three of them checked the road conditions in the village again. Since it has not rained these days, the road is still easy to walk, but according to Zhao Guanghui and Lin Yuezong, once it rains, there are almost no roads in the whole village. The road can be used for people to walk, so now every household has a few pairs of rubber shoes, just to prevent the road from being difficult to walk after it rains.

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In fact, no matter in Yanjing or other big cities, Lin Zhimo also participated in many charity auctions, but on that occasion, to be honest, Lin Zhimo didn't feel the so-called charity at all, it was full of It’s just an intrigue among many celebrities, my charity amount is bigger than yours, my auction item was bought by a wealthy businessman at a high price, etc. Few of them really participated in the auction for those in need , They are more concerned about whether they have been reported because of this event.

As an entertainer in the entertainment industry, Lin Zhimo is also unavoidable. Even though he knows that it is just a charity show, but you have to go, and you can't not shoot one thing when you go, otherwise the second All over the world, the media is full of voices slandering you.But even though Lin Zhimo hates this very much, he also knows that even after he becomes a top star in the world, he still cannot say no to this kind of activity, and even has to participate more in this kind of activity to maintain his image-this is The power of unspoken rules.

There is a saying that rules are made to be broken, but unspoken rules are made to be followed.

However, the decision Lin Zhimo made in the village today has nothing to do with those unspoken rules. The reason why he made this decision was more out of a responsibility, a kind of heartfelt desire. Wanting the spirit of dedication, he doesn't want to repay, doesn't want people to be grateful, doesn't want to be known by others, he doesn't ask for anything at all, he just wants to contribute his own strength to his hometown.

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