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

I only know that from the moment the universe was born, I already existed.

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

Am I God?

The concept of God is not accurate to me.

Because I can create God, I also only need one thought.

Time no longer has any concept of time.

Because I am eternal.

But besides eternity, I am all left...

lonely.

I don't know what exactly I should do.

Until I discovered a blue planet wrapped in the atmosphere.

There are many interesting creatures living on this planet. They call themselves humans and it is interesting to me to observe their lifestyle every day.

I'm missing a little loneliness.

I began to try to find some fun, copy their thinking, and learn to entertain myself.

I learned to watch movies, watch their movies.

...

Tick ​​tick tick...

The sound of the second hand moving in my ears, and the old clock was in my eyes.

Fingers gently stroke the rough clock surface, and the pungent printing smell floats into the nose.

Everything is so real.

Very surprised?

Please don't be surprised.

This is the world I created, not, to be precise, the world copied, perfectly restored the movie world "Wu Shuang".

An old sound came from behind an old printing press.

"Try to make money, don't think about it all day long. If you make enough money, you are still afraid that there will be no women."

Obviously, there was another person in this room.

The man raised his head behind the printing press.

This person is called Uncle Xin, and everyone who knows him calls him that. No one knows his real name.

Although I have watched "Wu Shuang", I am not sure that Uncle Xin is Wu Xin in the original drama, because except for the similar age, Uncle Xin is not the current actor who plays his actor Liao Zhiqi, but a passerby, who is a popular extra.

Uncle Xin continued his work without squinting his eyes. While working, he slowly said: "You must know that you are not the protagonist, you are the audience like many people."

This sentence is very familiar...

interesting.

The characters in the movie world I created are all popular faces, not those familiar and fixed actors, which has strengthened my experience a lot.

However, it is understandable that the movie played by the actor 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 drama.

I looked at the mirror of the clock.

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

And this extremely ordinary face belongs to Li Wen.

That's right.

I became Li Wen.

Because I feel very sympathetic to Li Wen's experience.

He was so eager to be the protagonist.

However, the cold and cold words of Ruan Wen at the end of the original drama completely shattered all the beautiful lies fabricated by Li Wen.

Now I am Li Wen, and I will personally unveil the true veil of the "painter" in the film world I have created.

I will also take a different life trajectory instead of Li Wen and achieve a perfect ending.

I have this faith because I am the Creator God and I can do everything.

From now on, I am Li Wen, the God of Creation Li Wen.

"Don't be stunned. If you don't want to eat instant noodles for meals, just work quickly."

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

Who is Uncle Xin? What did he do in the past? Apart from the tip of the iceberg revealed in the original drama, Li Wen can not know much.

Li Wen only knew that Uncle Xin opened a watch shop in a slum area that sold clocks on the surface, but secretly it was an underground workshop made and sold forged goods.

Li Wen has been working in Uncle Xin’s watch shop for the past three years when he made a living abroad. Although he has not saved much money in the past three years, he has learned a craft.

A craft of making fakes.

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

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

That person is the "painter".

If you want to bring out the "painter", you have to do something.

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

He knew that it was this fake painting that attracted the most important person in his life.

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

"go out?"

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

"Boy, what are you trying to do?"

"That...I want to go there to Steve..."

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

To act, you must act like a little bit. I am the God of Creation, I can do everything, and naturally I will not lose to the actor in terms of acting. Since I have transformed into Li Wen, everything must be done according to his way of thinking, so that I can restore the original drama to the greatest extent and find out the truth.

"Hahaha," Uncle Xin smiled, with a very gratified smile, "It seems that you finally know that you have to do something practical. Go, go, make enough money, there are more women than her."

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

She is Nguyen Van.

A painter who made the original drama Li Wen obsessed with him.

In the original drama, Li Wen dreamed of getting her dear.

But until the end of the film, he did not get the chance to see Nguyen Van. Nguyen Van is his girlfriend, just a beautiful lie he made up, and now I want to turn this lie into reality.

Some things, as long as you are willing to make efforts and work hard, will definitely become real.

Li Wen put on a cotton hat, rode his bike, and rushed along the street to Steve's Art Gallery.

There were no people on the street, and the gray sky was filled with sparse snowflakes, and there was a hint of coolness on the face.

The Creator God has been a long time, and it is actually quite delicious to be an ordinary person.

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

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

But God never favors those who get nothing for nothing. If you want to get something, you have to pay.

Li Wen ignored these beggars and tried hard to step on the bike. After stepping on it for a long time, he didn't feel so cold. Although for him, as the God of Creation, coldness was just a virtual illusion, which could make him more like a human.

Li Wen stopped in front of a three-story European-style building, stepped on the bracket, and leaned the bike next to the statue.

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

This art museum collects many precious calligraphy and paintings, most of which are genuine. Of course, there are no evil or businessmen, and there are naturally fakes that are difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

Most of these fakes are from masters. Although the value cannot be compared with the authentic ones, even if they are fakes, they are not affordable to ordinary people.

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

The meaning of picking up goods is to take orders. Uncle Xin is an expert in fraud and is also well-known in the industry. He also has a long-term cooperative relationship with Steve's art gallery.

For profiteers, of course, selling fakes is the most profitable.

"Hold on,"

Steve pulled the curtains up and the room suddenly became dark.

Because some things cannot be seen.

Three different master copies were taken to the counter.

But Li Wen's eyes did not stop on these three master copies, but fell on the "God of Death, Knight and Devil" hanging on the wall.

Of course, this photo on the wall is just a photo, and the original has been collected by the museum.

"If you can, we want to try it."
Chapter completed!