Copywriting one:
I am an ordinary girl, I am crazy about Superman, whether it is comics, animation or movies, I like every Superman.
I think I'm normal.
Until later, someone opened a familiar spark door and stood in front of me, grabbed me and said, "I found you, Superman peer!"
Copywriting two:
The Supreme Mage, who was in a chaotic universe, pondered over the superheroes who were on the verge of going dark, and decided to go to the parallel universe for help.
He had seen thousands of worlds, and finally found the perfect counterpart of Superman who met his requirements in a particularly peaceful universe.
She doesn't look as divine as other Superman, nor is she as strong as other Superman. She really doesn't look like Superman.
But when she raised her pretty little face to look at him, the Supreme Mage saw gentleness, brightness, integrity, perseverance and soft humanity.
He brought her to his own universe to save the suffering Superman in his own universe.
Before sending her off to find Superman, he thought of Batman: "Where's your bat?"
The peer tilted his head and thought for a moment in confusion: "I don't know, maybe we broke off the relationship."
... Oops, this configuration is unjust! Superman without a bat wouldn't be a good Superman! ! !
Intent: On how the super♀ of the same position can become unjust