Yes, things are not as simple as I thought, this world is indeed not familiar to me, nor is it something I grew up with, I don't understand. How can I possibly understand the rules of this world?

The world is ridiculously dark, how can gold shine, how can the sun not shine, because gold is not covered with a layer of ash, but a thick bubble. Yes, it's a bubble, I see a bubble in this world, there are bubbles everywhere, not only on the beach, but also in the economy, and there are a lot of bubbles on the Internet. Thick but not solid, blocking people's bodies, it is all foam scheming. The real answer is blocked by the bubble, the real talent is buried in the bubble, the real art is stuck by the bubble, and the real cry is blocked by the bubble. You live in such a world, how do you spend your day-to-day life?

I sympathize with you, and at the same time I hate you. The bubble is also because of your weakness, the bubble is also because you don't dare, the bubble is also your laissez-faire, and the bubble is also your responsibility. The bravery, integrity and kindness of the Chinese people, where have you forgotten?

I also realized that this war is not so easy to win, and I also realized that this time I crossed over and could not be won by playing, I had to be cautious, I had to work hard, and I had to be serious. The smoke of gunpowder is everywhere, the dead bodies are everywhere, the enemy is in the shadows, the whereabouts of my comrades are unknown, my future memories are erased, and I take my works carefully and step by step.

What I once thought was simple has now become difficult, and what I once thought was a wise quote has become a laughing stock.

Did you know? The world I came to is so different, and it is more beautiful than you can imagine. My hometown is full of sunshine, everyone's heart is full of kindness, children have rich imaginations, and adults do not admit defeat. I live in a world where dreams have wings and can fly. In that world, hard work will be rewarded, and efforts will be rewarded, and that world has never heard of a breakup, and it doesn't know how to get drunk late at night. Although I have lost the specific memory of that world, I still have the beauty that cannot be erased. It is also a comfort and support for me to move forward in this world.

I copy poems and paint every day, imagining the work of entering the entertainment industry, and fighting side by side with people who want to purify the environment. Filming conscience dramas, so that good actors can perform good dramas, good voices sing songs of hope, idols start from themselves, work hard with integrity, fans are no longer crazy, and they can also shine in their own fields. Chinese art is in full bloom, the atmosphere of art is thriving, sometimes I laugh when I paint, what a beautiful picture, better than my paintings!

Upload one through one, upload one through one, smooth also come to help me, I am eager to complete the task as soon as possible, I will return to my place, back to my parallel time and space, so that this little Xiao can also return to a normal life. You can rest assured that she will also be changed by me, no longer so cowardly, no longer pessimistic, no longer abandoned, and will also gain true love.

By the time of the 24th book, the 24th book is a special collection of poems, which contains my war book on the entire entertainment industry, I am ready, and it has been a while since I crossed over, and I am about to start my war. I loosened my muscles and was ready to go.

24 I waited for a morning, no movement, in the review, waited for another afternoon and still no movement, still reviewed, the night has passed, still in the review, the editor is on vacation? After waiting for another day, I finally received the message: the review failed!

I promise, my first reaction was calm, I seemed to have long thought that there might be no one to help me in this war at all, how could a small editor have such a big picture? He pretended to help me, distracted me, and finally gave me a fatal blow. He may have been bought by the enemy a long time ago, what benefit can he get by switching sides? Watching people's hearts corrupt but laughing wildly in their hearts, how can you be an editor like this. The pieces you pick are all ammo for the enemy.

I admit, I did break down, I didn't see the gold glowing, I saw the foam blocking the sun. I saw the gray world, the gray everything. I hate the world, I hate the invisible enemy, and I sympathize with you, how did you survive in such a world? Have all your efforts been in vain? How is it possible for your dreams to come true? How can your lives change? How is there a way out for you? Such a world, such a law, even I who came through it, I feel helpless, I feel unshakable.

So I mourned for myself, I looked at my work, and I felt ashamed, I used to think that coming here, with their help, would be able to end the war in a matter of minutes. How the world lacks the poems I brought from the future, how the songs I bring from the future, the world has never seen a painting that I have never copied. All this because of my contempt, because of my carelessness, because of my self-righteousness, because of my weakness, because I want to go back as soon as I hit a wall.

I wanted to ask the system what was wrong, but I didn't even have the strength to ask. What can be the problem, since it is a war, there will definitely be casualties, since it is a war, there is no way back, since it is a war, you cannot be soft, and since it is a war, you must fight hard.

I didn't do my best, I didn't try to learn everything in the world, I didn't understand and let myself not understand, I didn't get used to it. It was my fault, the first defeat was my fault, I have to pay for my mistakes, I have to take responsibility for my comrades, they are innocently implicated.

I decided to withdraw my resignation from the system, I decided to make amends for my mistakes, I decided to reset my switch, as if I had just crossed over, with love and light, full of courage and strength, to start the war again.

I decided to give up that platform, and also to give up that editor, I decided to learn the laws of this world, integrate into the rules of this world, and use the weapons of this world to defeat the dark forces of this world.

So I continued to write this novel, so I started to sign up for Weibo, Baidu, so I started learning to publish. I'm not familiar with the screenshots and the full text.

If you see my text, help me and spread the word! I need you to stand with me in this war.

If you read my text, I hope to win you to be my comrade-in-arms!

If you read my text, even if it's just one person, I don't want to give up!

The war continues, and I will not admit defeat until the end of my life!

Things are not as simple as I imagined, and it just so happens that my background is not simple!