Nie Guangyi's biggest regret was opening his phone.
This was the first time the over-thirty-year-old felt the terror of public opinion.
Even when he saw it, he didn't pay any attention at the time.
But those comments and slanders were etched into his mind, and cropped up whenever they pleased.
Every time he picked up a pen or turned on the computer to design, those hastily made imitations that were compared with his past award-winning works would surface in his mind.
Whether they were merely joining in on the excitement or generalizing from a biased perspective, they all appeared like demons and monsters, ready to cause trouble.
As a genius architect who had been lauded for many years, Nie Guangyi faced a lack of inspiration for the first time.
Or more precisely, it was as if even when he had inspiration, he didn't know how to express it.
This was an experience Nie Guangyi had never had before.
In such a critical and exposed situation, it was a fatal blow.
