An aging writer quietly lives out his days on the outskirts of life. He once shone on paper, but is now forgotten by everyone. But fate gives him a chance to start over. He finds himself in the past, and it’s 1975. He is yesterday’s vocational school student, young again and full of strength. Who said that in the USSR everyone is equal? Writers are held in high esteem in the Union; they receive fame, money and recognition. The hero does not intend to vegetate at the factory, because he knows how to get to the Olympus of Soviet literature. But the literary community is not taking the young guy seriously yet. But in vain...