Synopsis: His upper body was pure, shy, timid, and cowardly; His lower body was brazen, shameless, domineering, and arrogant; His father was the greatest supporting actor in history—the Internet Tsar, Chekhov; His mother was an obscure young lady—an unknown person, which is terrifying; The goal of his upper body was minuscule: universal equality and world harmony; in a word: the aspirations of Confucius, Laozi, and the Buddha were his minor goals; The goal of his lower body was grand: to have a relationship with every beautiful woman across all planes of existence, one that transcended mere friendship, but was decidedly not love; His profession was one of universal love and dedication: a high-end escort—watch how the son of Chekhov turns the world upside down.

What allows such extreme contradictions to exist within one person?

You will know once you read it.

Novel Keywords: Ascending Heresy Evil, Victory Shoes, Chekhov Kochagin Otovsky.

Chapter Zero: Scene One Scene One: The camera slowly pans, and pans—it certainly won't pan over to Grandma’s bridge—revealing in the frame a dim shack.

The furnishings are simple, well, actually, sparse; there is nothing besides a bed and a stool.

Catching the moonlight, a picture frame appears in the lens.

The camera slowly zooms in.

A yellowed photograph lies peacefully within—its emotion perfectly stable, not playing hide-and-seek.

Due to the dim lighting, and also because the director—that is, the author myself—wishes to express the depth of his worshipping, ecstatic fervor for the person in the photo, the camera should now aggressively whip in—or, to put it plainly: a close-up!

Suddenly, on this starless night, the sky bursts into a galaxy of shimmering starlight, scattering down with an ethereal grace, its brightness nearly rivaling the brightness of someone’s anonymous ID—'Celestial Castration'—it’s nearly blinding.

(Service Hotline: Enthusiastic Spectator A [Ant]: “Hey, where’s the moon?

Where did the moon go?

I want to see Sister Chang’e!” Enthusiastic Spectator B [Cloud]: “Director, come on, we’re all honest folks here; you can’t pull such a self-serving stunt!” Director: “This is my set, and I make the rules!” Dragon☆Heavenly Ice: “Hmm?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~” Director, panicked: “Well, actually, what I meant was, ahem, you know, how could a man like me allow my own wife to view such… special photographs?” At that moment, a soft, shy voice drifted faintly from the infinite horizon: “Who is your wife?

At most… at most… at most, we could be considered lovers!” Simultaneously, a roar like a lion’s blast tore from a place called Gao Village: “Bajie, come back for dinner!”) Illuminated by the starlight and the close-up, the following image materializes in the frame: The image appears to have undergone some special processing; his face is indistinct.

However, the other characteristics of his body are starkly visible: a mop of messy, tawny hair that looked like it hadn't been washed in half a year; a withered, skeletal upper body clad in an ancient, garishly patterned, oversized button-down shirt, and below that, a pair of baggy shorts—the zipper undone, revealing a few strands of pale pubic hair; a thin cigarette stubbed between his lips, smoke puffing continuously from his nostrils.

(The Director’s authoritative and magnetic voice cuts in: “Slowly pan the camera down to the lower right corner, give it the biggest close-up possible; the good stuff always comes last, hehe!”) As countless pure and impure viewers were still savoring the memory or reeling in shock, the screen stopped on a line of crooked Cyrillic script.

Translated into Chinese, it reads: Chekhov Kochagin Otovsky P.S.: Want to know who the male protagonist’s mother is?

What is her background?

What do the first two novel keywords represent?

Why this title?

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Will he eventually meet Chekhov?

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