The clamor and noise of the Vanity Fair resemble a black hole vortex, as well as a dye vat, leading people astray and swallowing them up, if one isn't careful, they might lose their direction.
Watt himself has truly experienced this.
Watt also plays in the League, not only is he a superstar in Houston, but through his foundation, he connects with countless ordinary middle school students, always insisting on living down-to-earth, never forgetting his origins, and never taking everything he has for granted.
But at the same time, Watt also knows, whether facing the cheers of seventy thousand fans in the stadium or the throngs of supporters in real life, being surrounded by the spotlight every day, fans gradually lose their faces and names, eventually transforming into a uniform label marked 'fan'.
Slowly, slowly, it becomes harder and harder to be moved by a single fan's experiences, and harder to remember the joys and sorrows of fans as independent individuals.
