I don't know who I am, or even what ...... I am.

All I know is that I have existed since the moment the universe was born.

I can travel through the heavens and all worlds, and even a single thought can turn the sea into a mulberry field, shatter the galaxy, and annihilate the space.

Am I God?

The concept of God is not accurate to me.

For I can create God, and the same with only one mind.

Time has no idea for me.

For I am eternal.

But I have nothing left but eternity......

Lonesome.

I don't know exactly what I'm supposed to do.

That is until I found an azure planet wrapped in atmosphere.

There are a lot of interesting creatures living on this planet, they call themselves humans, and it is interesting to observe their way of life every day.

I'm a little less lonely.

I started to try to have some fun, copied their thinking, and learned to entertain themselves.

I learned to watch movies, to watch their movies.

……

Tick tick tick ......

The sound of the second hand moving in my ears sounded in my ears, and I saw an old-fashioned table clock.

Fingers caress over the rough surface of the clock, and the pungent smell of printing wafts into the nose.

Everything is so real.

Surprised?

Don't be surprised.

This is the world I created, no, to be precise, it is a copied world, a perfect one-to-one restoration of the movie world "Wushuang".

An old voice wafted from behind an old printing press.

"Work hard to make money, don't think nonsense all day long, make enough money, and I'm afraid that there will be no women."

Apparently, there was another person in this room.

The man looked up behind the printing press.

This person's name is Uncle Xin, and everyone who knows him calls him that, and no one knows his real name.

Although I have watched "Wushuang", I am not sure that this Uncle Xin is Wu Xin in the original play, because in addition to being about the same age, today's Uncle Xin is not the actor Liao Zhiqi who plays him, but a passer-by, who belongs to the kind of extras with a public face.

Uncle Xin continued the work in his hand without squinting, and while working, he said slowly: "You must know that you are not the protagonist, you are the same as many people, you are an audience." ”

This phrase is familiar......

Interesting.

The movie world I created in which the characters were all public faces, not those familiar and fixed actors, which made my sense of experience much stronger.

However, it is also understandable that a movie played by actors is still a movie after all, but the movie world created by me is a living world, and the people in it will naturally not be the same as the original play.

I looked at the mirror of the clock.

The face in the mirror is not Guo Tianwang's face, but a very ordinary face, so ordinary that you can't tell who is who when you throw it into the crowd, just like a grain of sand mixed into a sea of sand.

And this extremely ordinary face belongs to Li Wen.

That's right.

I became Li Wen.

Because I sympathize with Li Wen's experience.

He was so eager to be the protagonist once.

However, Ruan Wen's indifferent and cold sentence at the end of the original drama completely shattered all the beautiful lies made up by Li Wen.

Now that I have become Li Wen, I will unveil the true veil of the "painter" with my own hands in the film world that I have created.

I will also replace Li Wen to walk out of a different life trajectory and achieve a perfect ending.

I have this faith because I am the creator God and I can do anything.

From now on, I am Li Wen, the creator god Li Wen.

"Don't be stunned, stinky boy, if you don't want to eat instant noodles, just hurry up and work."

Uncle Xin sat in front of the old printing press and continued to preach.

Who is Uncle Xin and what he used to do, except for the tip of the iceberg revealed in the original play, Li Wen can not know a lot.

Li Wen only knew that the watch shop opened by Uncle Xin in the slum area was ostensibly selling clocks and watches, but secretly it was an underground workshop for the production and sale of counterfeits.

Li Wen has been working in Uncle Xin's watch shop for the past three years to make a living abroad. Although I didn't save a lot of money in the past three years, I also learned a craft.

A craft of making fakes.

In the original play, it is this craft, this craft learned from Uncle Xin but better than the blue, this peerless precision counterfeiting craft, that gives Li Wen the capital to appear on the stage and become the protagonist.

Now, he has the capital, but the person who led him to the stage has not yet appeared.

That person was the "painter".

If you want to bring out the "painter", then there is something that must be done.

That is to imitate the famous painting "Death, Knight and Devil".

He knew that it was this fake, which was enough to be fake, that attracted the most important person in his life.

"Uncle Xin, I want to go out in the afternoon."

"Get out?"

Uncle Xin took off his reading glasses and looked at Li Wen with slightly cloudy eyes.

"Stinky boy, what the hell are you up to?"

"That...... I'd like to go to Steve's side......"

Li Wen's expression when he said this sentence was well done.

Acting, naturally I have to act like a little bit, I am the creator god, omnipotent, and I will naturally not lose to the actor in terms of acting skills, since I have incarnated as Li Wen, then everything must be in accordance with his way of thinking, so as to restore the original drama to the greatest extent and find out the truth.

"Hehehe," Uncle Xin smiled, his smile was very gratifying, "It seems that you finally know that you have to do something practical, go, go, you have made enough money, and there are more women who are better than her." ”

Uncle Xin said that she was talking about her, and Li Wen naturally understood who he was talking about.

She is Nguyen Van Van .

A painter who haunted the original drama Li Wen.

In the original play, Li Wen dreamed of getting her relatives.

But until the end of the film, he failed to get the opportunity to see Ruan Wenzheng. Nguyen Van is his girlfriend is just a beautiful lie he made up, and now I'm going to turn this lie into truth.

Some things, as long as you are willing to pay and work hard, then the fake can definitely become true.

Li Wen put on a cotton hat, got on his bicycle, and hurried down the street to Steve's art gallery.

There were no people on the street, and the gray sky was filled with sparse snowflakes, which felt a slight chill on the face.

The creator god has been in office for a long time, and being an ordinary person is actually quite fragrant.

Li Wen tightened the scarf tightly, leaving only two eyes on the outside of his entire face.

Occasionally, beggars squatted on the side of the street under the wind and snow begging, hoping that Li Wen, who was passing by, could lend a hand.

But God never favors those who do not work hard, and if you want to take, you have to give.

Li Wen ignored these beggars and pedaled the bicycle hard, and after stepping on it for a long time, he didn't feel so cold, although for him, as the creator god, the cold was just a virtual illusion, which could make him more like a human being.

Li Wen stopped in front of a three-story European-style building, stepped on the bracket, and leaned his bicycle against the statue.

He took off his hat, dusted the snowflakes off his body, and walked into the art gallery.

This art museum has a lot of precious calligraphy and paintings, most of which are genuine, and of course, there are also fakes that are difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

Most of these fakes are made by masters, and although their value cannot be compared with the real thing, even if they are fakes that can be displayed in the Steve Art Museum, are not affordable for ordinary people.

"Hello Mr. Steve, I'm here to bother you again, Uncle Xin asked me to pick up the goods."

Uncle Xin is an expert in counterfeiting, and he is also well-known in the industry, and he also has a long-term cooperative relationship with Steve's art museum.

For profiteers, it is, of course, the most profitable to sell fakes.

"Wait a minute,"

Steve closed the curtains, and the room went dark.

Because there are some things that cannot see the light.

Three different masters were brought to the counter.

However, Li Wen's gaze did not linger on these three masters, but fell on the "Grim Reaper, Knight and Devil" hanging on the wall.

Of course, this one on the wall is only a photograph, and the original one has long been collected by the museum.

"We'd like to try it if we can."

Li Wen looked at the "Grim Reaper, Knight and Devil" and said to Steve.