sad comedy

The first half of the statistics class, I thought it was a comedy. Jon's first performance with the band, the way they made the music, and the clip of taking the wrong ashes was just ridiculous. It's not a comedy, at least for me, after going back to the dorm to watch the full movie. So far, I'm very glad that what I watched in the second half was not a noisy teacher in the dormitory.
According to the habits of many movies, TV shows and novels I have watched, the person who tells his story in the first person at the beginning must be the protagonist. As a communist successor with a very positive outlook and clear love and hatred, when I saw that the original members of the band had a very poor attitude towards Jon and even held a hostile attitude, I was very angry. They gave up their jobs for the band Jon and spent all their savings in order to continue to create in the cabin, and they are still grateful. The members laughed at Jon's creative level. Although they agree, I have always been confident that he will finally make a qualitative leap like other dramas I have seen. I would laugh at the rest of the band for not being able to market themselves because Jon wouldn't have had a big moment in the music business without Jon. Until the end I started hating Jon, hating him like another me.
Ever since elementary school teachers praised me for being smart, I felt that I must be a character in the future. Even if my grades are not good, I must still have special abilities in other fields that I have not discovered. I firmly believe this. Because I've always told my story in the first person, I'm the protagonist of my life, but the truth is that Jon's part of telling himself is to enrich the story, which is simply the title of frank.
In the end, the part where Jon went to find frank alone was only a small part of the pursuit of music in the cabin. It was also in a short period of time that Jon found his place and knew that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't become like him. The same person as frank.
In my not short 20 years of life experience, this is the saddest comedy I have ever seen. I feel like I am that Jon, I think I will reach the pinnacle of my life one day, and I have been fascinated by the beautiful dreams I have weaved countless times. . But I'm only 20 years old, is it okay to just accept my fate? Or should I take a precaution first? At least when I have a fever, I pour a bucket of cold water on my head, there is no cure in time, and it's good to cool down.

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