I can't remember how many New Year's greetings I have, but as is customary, on the last day of every year, I always have to write some nonsense, sometimes I type on the keyboard in the second-class seat of the high-speed train, and sometimes I am in the waiting hall with my mobile phone, and on the same day in different years, the same me sits quietly in different corners of the country.

Today I was sitting at my desk and the snow was closing the city outside my window.

In the science fiction works of the last century, 2020 is a year far away, like the horizon, it is too far away, so far away that it seems that it will never come, so people can unscrupulously cram all kinds of bold imagination into the big box of 2020, flying cars, artificial intelligence, space travel, world wars, the apocalyptic wasteland - 2020 is a year that is overhead, it hangs high in the clouds, as if it will never land, it will not intersect with us.

When we return to reality from science fiction and look at the years when cars are flying through the air, robots betraying humans, ships arriving at Jupiter, nuclear war breaking out, and the world is desolate, how far away are we? When will it come?

We'll be amazed.

It's tomorrow.

In Blade Runner, replicating the story of people fighting for humanity in space and being hunted down by humans takes place in 2019, when the future world depicted in science fiction movies is a thing of the past for us, we turn our heads and can't help but wonder, what does that chaotic and dark cyberpunk world mean to us?

Is it a thing of the past?

Is it the future?

Flying cars have not yet been put into use, robots have not set off a rebellious revolution, human footprints have not taken a single step since the Apollo program, there is no sign of World War III, the world is not barren, not a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

Didn't the future come?

Flying cars have not been born, but unmanned vehicles have been on the road, robots have not rebelled, but Go AI has defeated the world champion, and mankind has not set foot on the moon again, but SpaceX has achieved rocket recovery, and a nuclear war has not broken out, but China and the United States are wrestling in the Pacific, the screens in our hands are getting bigger and bigger, there are more and more communication media, and we are used to severing relations by blackmailing - this is the "Matrix"-style cyber lifestyle, folding screens are coming out, 5G is sprouting, and controlled nuclear fusion is growing, The world is changing drastically, it will not fall from the sky like a thunderbolt and change the sky in the blink of an eye, but it will develop rapidly at a speed that we can't feel, this is boiling water to boil frogs, but the frogs are soaked in the pot and are unconscious, because we have become accustomed to this ultra-sci-fi world.

The future is here.

I used to feel pessimistic about the future of science fiction, because compared with reality, science fiction is no longer enough science fiction, the imagination of science fiction creators has gradually failed to keep up with the development and changes of this world, cutting-edge technology and cutting-edge science have developed to a field that ordinary people cannot reach and understand, and the complex separation of national relations and social classes has also exceeded the ability of individuals to generalize, when reality is far bolder than fantasy, arrogant and presumptuous, fantasy is dead. As a creative field with imagination and foresight as the core, science fiction is old, pale, and scarce, and it is impossible to create science fiction like Jules Verne, and the final science fiction movie has been released in 1968, all we can do is to fry the cold rice of our predecessors over and over again, and in a few years, even landing on Mars will no longer be science fiction.

As a sci-fi creator, what can I say about watching this crazy and complex world?

All I can say is:

At the end of a year and the beginning of a year, I wish you all the best.