Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!-Chapter 57 - 52. Escape the Gravity of Mediocrity

... Studio?

Could it be—Golden Stone?

He Ying took a moment to think, then quickly connected it to what was in her mind.

As a journalism major and the president of the Student Union, who also served as the chief manager of the Nanhu University forum, she had an impression of most of the hot issues that arose on campus.

If you’re not into gossip, don’t join journalism.

When a studio named "Golden Stone" suddenly appeared near the south gate of the school, she saw that someone had posted about it.

But the post did not have much impact and soon sunk without a trace amidst other content.

What really made He Ying remember the "Golden Stone" studio was the strange event of Mou Keyan gaining followers overnight!

That viral Weibo post was not only noticed by her, but also the teachers in the communication studies department, who specifically brought it up as a case study in a small class.

She still remembered the teacher’s comment.

"The copywriting of this Weibo post is very spirited, including the video’s camera work, points of entry, and filming techniques—all very mature and worth learning from."

Determined, she made a point to follow "Golden Stone" and set it aside for future study.

Sure enough, the studio’s second Weibo post went viral again.

"Are you talking about the ’Golden Stone’ studio near the south gate of the school?"

He Ying pointed to a seat in the office, asking curiously.

"Right."

After Lu Jincheng sat down, his eyes naturally scanned the thick tomes on He Ying’s desk, lingering on the thick pile of public exam materials before smiling at her. ƒгeewebnovёl_com

"Senior sister, are you preparing for the civil service exam?"

Seeing this, Mr. Lu didn’t bring up joining the studio anymore and immediately shifted the topic.

"Yes, finding a job isn’t so easy for journalism majors—if I miss out on direct-entry postgraduate programs, teachers suggest it would be better to take advantage of my fresh graduate status to sit for the civil service exam."

He Ying smiled and patiently explained to the new junior.

Though she had lost out on direct-entry postgraduate placements due to unwritten rules behind the scenes, she had the experience of being president of the Student Union and had joined the organization early. The dual identity of fresh graduate plus organizational membership was considered a bonus in the civil service exam.

"Have you thought about which position to apply for?"

"Yeah, I have."

"Where? The provincial capital? The city government? Or the East Lake High-tech District?"

"In an ideal position, I would of course want to stay in Jiang City, but the difficulty and competitive pressure to land a job in Jiang City are...ah."

He Ying took a sip of water and glanced at her secondhand study materials and the pirated online courses on her screen, her face showing a hint of bitterness.

This world is just fucking unfair.

While everyone is preparing for exams, some can comfortably rely on their parents’ support full-time, join expensive tutoring classes, and receive detailed instruction from one-to-one top teachers until they secure a position.

And what about her?

She couldn’t afford the tutoring classes, and even her study materials were secondhand.

Without the confidence for a do-or-die effort, she also had to keep an eye on recruitment information from various companies in Jiang City, creating a backup plan for herself.

Her family wasn’t her support system; behind her was the cold Yangtze River, and all she could rely on was herself.

"So then, senior sister, are you planning to apply for positions back in your hometown?"

As everyone knows, the difficulty of securing a position in county and townships is not even comparable to that in the core areas of provincial capitals.

If He Ying were to lower her standards, settling for less, and then even less, with her exceptional abilities, she should be able to crush her competitors.

"...I haven’t decided yet."

He Ying shook her head, her gaze complex.

She couldn’t reconcile herself to it.

Having finally left her family and moved to Jiang City, how could she be willing to go back just to sit for an exam there?

"Senior sister, I think you’re not really cut out for the system; don’t bother with the exam."

Lu Jincheng laughed, crossed his arms, and spoke honestly.

"Come work with me."

In his previous life, there were not many people in school who could make an impression on Mr. Lu; the president of the Student Union was one of them.

Her reputation in school was universally acclaimed: earnest, hardworking, and highly capable.

But fate did not favor this diligent girl.

After losing her spot for direct graduate admission, she followed her teacher’s advice and first registered for the national civil service exam for direct positions in Jiangcheng City, only to be defeated, then failed again for the provincial exam in the High-tech District with no restrictions on candidates’ backgrounds.

On her third attempt at the civil service exam, she couldn’t withstand her family’s pressure and registered for a grassroots position in her hometown county, finally landing the job.

But it wasn’t long before she was diagnosed with severe depression due to the triple pressures of family, work, and marriage.

Her gambling father, her ill mother, her schooling brother, her shattered self.

The once radiant young woman was now entangled by the branches and roots of her family tree and suffocating in the society of acquaintances in a county town.

Of course, she wasn’t cut out for the system.

A girl like her with no connections or background and burdened by family circumstances was doomed to be taken advantage of in the stagnant society of the grassroots community.

Her destiny lay in struggling in the big city, a barefoot child can only run harder.

"Work with you?"

He Ying couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh, reevaluating Lu Jincheng, always finding it discordant to hear these three words from the mouth of a freshman.

A workshop barely making waves in the ivory tower, under the school’s encouragement, dared to dream of monopolizing her future?

It was quite preposterous.

"Senior sister, I’m not joking with you."

Lu Jincheng continued, "The journalism major isn’t like the law or Chinese studies, the available positions are just those few."

"The ’no restrictions’ positions are for full-time exam preparers, can you compete with them?"

"In the end, you will most likely compromise, return to your hometown to give back, hastily get married, and waste your life."

He Ying took a deep breath and remained silent.

"Furthermore, in that kind of environment, the more ambitious and hardworking you are, the more likely it is that people who dislike and are envious of you will multiply. They will keep denying you, striking you down, dousing you with cold water, doing everything in their power to make you believe that if they can’t achieve something, neither can you."

Lu Jincheng stood up, his voice brimming with conviction.

"Some people will have a strange idea that everyone is fine together, but you just have to outshine them."

"I call this ’the gravity of mediocrity,’ which is why I am suggesting that you break away from your social circle and gain your own escape velocity, to forever climb upwards."

The more He Ying listened, the more seriously she took his words, involuntarily gripping her fingers tightly.

Lu Jincheng’s speech struck a chord in her; she could empathize deeply.

Nowadays, when one "marries down," whether in social terms or in gender relations, the first reaction of most onlookers is not empathy but that you must have a problem.

Whether it’s the disappearance of a direct admission spot or graduating from a prestigious university only to be dispatched to a grassroots level too close to the public, where colleagues are predominantly undergraduates or even vocational school students, or a law JD willing to work as a Legal Executive inside an institution, a significant portion of onlookers won’t lament the tough times or sympathize with your plight. Instead, they’ll just assume you definitely have some problem.

Either a capability problem or a mental problem, essentially, you had no other choice but to fall into this situation.

That is human nature.

"If you work with me, I guarantee you’ll have your own house in Jiangcheng before you graduate."

"Ha?"

He Ying couldn’t help but laugh in response.

"How do I know you’re not just fooling me, that your workshop isn’t just for kicks?"

"If I really listen to you, what am I supposed to do if you whimsically quit later on?"

In the Student Union frontline, indeed, she had seen many rich second-generation students grab the school’s policy support for entrepreneurship through connections, but most of them were merely dabbling.

"Senior sister, do you know what MCN workshops do?"

"Of course, I am in journalism."

"Being from journalism, you’re better at writing copy than the average person, right?"

"That’s right."

"The Student Union has plenty of talents; there are marketing experts, right?"

"Yes, indeed, there are quite a few clever juniors; what about it?"

"There are also people good at photography, aren’t there?"

"There are."

"Then what are you worried about? With so many resources at your disposal, what are you afraid of?"

Lu Jincheng spread his hands, smilingly fixing his gaze on He Ying.

"Come and learn what I know. If you really think I’m not reliable, you can pull together your own team and do it yourself, right?"

"Anyway, you’re the president, the school won’t fail to support you, will they?"

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