An Ordinary Man in the Siheyuan

The country doesn't need your help, nor does it need anything from you. Stop writing nonsense in your novels, just live your own little life as the protagonist, and occasionally give the factory some suggestions.

I'm not reading anymore! Reason—I'm annoyed! The protagonist is discriminated against by the state as a capitalist! When I put myself in the protagonist's shoes, I couldn't stand the injustice! In male-oriented novels, every chapter involves murder! Even knowing I committed the murder, you can't do anything about it! This is how it should be!

Qin Huairu, in her twenties

I read a bit; there are many loopholes, and the author's knowledge is shallow. Originally, reading about courtyard houses was supposed to be lighthearted, but this book is very heavy-hearted. The protagonist is constantly being assassinated; he survived two assassination attempts before it was even published. Haha, if you didn't know better, you'd think he was some important figure. The whole book just feels like the work of a fool.

The author wrote about ordinary people, but I didn't see any ordinary people. The protagonist's character, however, was very clear. What kind of garbage is this?

I want to see what would happen if we brought the great figures back to see.

Having read up to Chapter 5, the male protagonist has just been sent to the courtyard house, his identity suspicious. He's already thinking about reselling supplies. Does he really think counter-espionage agents are all useless? The streets are the front line of counter-espionage; your photo might get by, but won't people suspect anything later? Garbage.

What I hate most is when the author travels back in time and uses their cheat-like abilities to provide supplies to the country. If the author has this intention, they might as well just donate money in the real world. The problem in that era wasn't about supplies, but more about the direction of the project. If you're going to donate, please donate the cheat-like abilities from the very beginning, thank you.

Let's change the title. Change it to "Back to 1951: Becoming a Simp".

The author's imagination runs wild; I don't want to read it, it's really rubbish. It's like they didn't even see a woman.