I Asked for a Fake Calvin Today, and some Things I Want to Say

Because the Marvel book is almost over, the lines are starting to shrink, and today the card is very serious, and I can't write anything.

I don't want the book to fall apart at the last minute, so I'm taking a break to gather my thoughts.

This book should have a normal ending from the beginning to the end. I hope that people will think of me first when it comes to Marvel fan fiction in the future.

I don't want it to end up as a bad ending.

This book actually implements the meaning of the word "hero" from beginning to end. At least that's what I think a hero should be.

I wanted to write about a group of real heroes, laughing and cursing. They need to be people first, then they have some responsibilities, and finally people call them heroes.

It's not just the times that create heroes, heroes can also create the times.

I've read a lot of reviews, including some from pirated sources. Some people love my books, some people hate them.

Many critics believe that the protagonist is not strong enough or does not have the means to kill iron and blood. Or the protagonist is not egoistic enough.

I think this is probably because of the sense of substitution, because many novels bring in the protagonist.

But what I brought into writing this book was a witness in the world of fiction. Maybe a taxi driver, maybe a clerk.

I am the inconspicuous one among all living beings, not a shining superstar standing under the spotlight of the times.

I am a witness to such a group of people, their joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows.

Witnessing the rotation and transformation of this world, I will record them in words and share them with you.

The world is alive and real.

Ask yourself, I am an egoist myself. I can't make the decisions and burdens of those characters in the book.

Because we are ordinary people, we may be pressured to give up by various problems, but once we become a person with power from the superior, will we immediately transform our identity into a perpetrator?

One day you're going to be the person you used to hate the most.

I don't want that, at least not in the novel.

So I created such a group of heroes, including Li Jie. He can do what I want to do but can't, even if I have the ability, I won't do it.

This era needs heroes, at least the spirit of heroes.

We can not understand what those heroes think, think and do, but please don't mock and trample every hero you have seen in your life.

Whether it's holding an umbrella for scavengers in heavy rain, or working three jobs to support a uremic family.

Or sell real estate to fund earthquake-stricken areas.

It's okay not to understand, but please don't hurt.

If the sky is dark, then smear existence.

If making noise is dangerous, then keep silent.

If you feel powerless to shine, curl up in a corner.

But don't defend the darkness when you get used to the darkness, don't be proud of your own slack, and don't mock those who are braver than yourself.

We may be humbled like dust, not twisted like maggots.

There are always people in this world who are braver than us and shine in places we can't see.

They are inspired to change the country and change the world. Doing things that everyone laughs at them for being stupid.

Even though the reality is very dark, they still firmly believe that they can make the world a better place, even if only a little bit, just a little bit at a time.

I am grateful for heroes. In this world, it has become normal for innocent people to be treated as fools. Even in the world of novels, people dare not imagine.

Because once this kind of imagination is unfolded, it will inevitably be attacked.

I have written so much in a long way, let me just laugh it off. It was supposed to be a leave note.

If you don't like these words after reading them, then you have the right to fart.

Only I need to remember the original intention of writing this book.

Don't forget the original intention, only then can we always succeed.