I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

Since then, an intense discussion has erupted in the private room of this high-end private restaurant.

Chen Feng acts as an intermediary and is responsible for the overall control of the situation.

This big discussion was cut by Zhong Lei from the artistic point of view of sound, while Ryan explained it from a scientific point of view.

Everyone began to focus on the impact of sound on people’s thinking, and then discussed the probability of more refined control of human hormones, dopamine, and other neurotransmitters.

This is a huge subject, and the three of them conducted extensive and precise discussions.

Although Zhong Lei has never been arrogant and conceited, Chen Feng knows that she is now the most innate talent in the world.

Ryan's abilities are not much better.

He has a wide range of knowledge, and even more terrifying is that he is almost all proficient.

Although his achievements in other subjects are not as good as his essence in mathematics and applied physics, he has also reached the level of a university lecturer or above.

Ryan’s potential can reach the Great Grandmaster level, the kind of all-round scientist born almost impossible in later generations.

Zhong Lei: "Sound is a kind of wave, this wave can cause the brain to resonate, and then secrete substances..."

"Yes, but we have to return to the perspective of the human body To analyze. What kind of wavelength and frequency can promote the secretion of what neurotransmitter? The human body's neurotransmitters include... the part of the human brain that is responsible for different emotions and functions is... These transmitters are from birth to along the nerves. The process of wandering and conveying information is..."

After hearing this, Chen Feng was almost a little confused.

He learned esoteric technology after 800 years, but he did not learn very well, and there are hundreds of years of knowledge gaps in the middle.

The two ends can't be connected, and he has nothing to do.

But he doesn't care much, he doesn't need to understand it, just these two people understand.

On the way, the waiter came over and told them that the restaurant was going off work.

Chen Feng sold $50,000 and asked the waiter and his boss to work overtime decisively.

This big discussion lasted until 3:40 in the morning.

Ryan went back to Beverly Hills without a trace, Chen Feng and Zhong Lei took a helicopter back to the vicinity of Mason Academy.

Zhong Lei didn't say much the whole time, obviously she was still immersed in the heated discussion just now.

When Chen Feng sent her downstairs to the dormitory, when she was about to go upstairs, she came back to his senses fiercely and looked back at Chen Feng with a sharp gaze.

"Wait, I know this is difficult, but I will succeed! I wait for the day you chase me, when the time comes, I must fiercely reject you three times before agreeing!"

Chen Feng smiled.

"Then you have to come on. We only have several decades of time to wait."

"Nonsense!"

Zhong Lei Turned around, akimbo, took a firm step, and went upstairs.

Chen Feng smiled and shook the head, walking back with a happy mood.

Now he is very grateful for his decision to save Ryan.

What is most important in the 21st century?

Talent!

What kind of talent is the most important?

Talents who can for me to use!

He knows what he did.

Relying on both chance and coincidence, but also relying on himself twice to save lives, he kept the important fire.

He fished Ryan from under the coffin board.

He dragged two people who were completely unrelated and impossible to meet to his side.

One is the top ten artists in the first millennium, and the other is that although die an untimely death, the upper limit of innate talent seems to be comparable to that of Sergey's top scientists.

Now these two powerful cadres are in the stage of being rich and powerful, with the most agile thinking, and the strongest creativity.

Moreover, he also found a perfect occasion, brewing a perfect atmosphere, so that the two men competed with each other, each bursting out the strongest fighting spirit.

Of course, it is mainly Zhong Lei's dissatisfaction.

She refused to accept the "rival in love".

This has nothing to do with Chen Feng's explanation or not.

Anyway, she looked at Ryan and she was very unhappy, thinking that this person was robbing herself of a man.

As for Ryan, maybe his emotional intelligence is a bit low and he didn’t notice Zhong Lei’s hostility, but his scientific literacy and instinct as a scholar will make him face doubts and scientific discussions. , Involuntarily produce corresponding autonomous thinking, and express one's own position and opinion.

During the discussion between the two, Chen Feng seemed to see lightning sparks from the collision of thoughts at the dinner table.

The sparks of these two people all converged on this conductor.

What's even better is that Ryan was completely aroused by Chen Feng's great idea.

When the discussion ended, he still had no idea.

Ryan said to Chen Feng: "Chen Feng, I always thought you were just a music producer. Now I want to apologize to you. Your pursuit is so great! I am willing to become like Zhong Lei. Followers of your ideas! If you can really create a song like this, then we can selectively provide it to specific audiences. We can make the dedicated ones more focused and the motivated ones more motivated! This is of great help to the development of human civilization!"

Chen Feng was nodded first.

He remembered the cruel survival of the fittest after a thousand years.

He said tentatively: "In fact, there is no need to choose the audience? It can be listened to by everyone, right? To make the decadent people who waste light and shadow more decadent, then these people can be eliminated earlier, which is also good for civilization. Right?"

Ryan was a little pensive at the time, did not agree or refute, and just said: "That belongs to another topic. My anthropological attainments are not enough, and I can’t be sure to separate the diversity. The final result of sex is good or bad."

Chen Feng nodded, no longer ask.

This question, after a thousand years, has actually not been able to get the correct answer.

Of course, the situation Ryan envisioned will only cause trouble for the first five hundred years.

If it can be done, it will naturally be broadcast on all channels in five hundred years, so that everyone can listen.

At that time, not aiming to achieve the best possible result but rather trying to avoid making mistakes, as long as it can eliminate the penetration of "Song of the Outside World" and maintain human creativity, it is a great achievement.

Because of the breakthrough progress of the matter, in the next few days, Chen Feng did not rush back to China, but stayed in Los Angeles for a long time, only remotely controlling domestic movements.

This is a bitter for Meng Xiaozhou. After a while, he has to preside over the overall situation in China, and in a blink of an eye he got Los Angeles to do the big business of selling songs and earning dollars.

But Meng Xiaozhou did not complain, but was happy in it.

Old Meng is also a person with big ambitions.

Before joining Star Peak Entertainment is to pay back the favor, but he does not want to be overkilled.

Now Chen Feng’s steps are so fast and big, the company’s rapid progress, although he is tired, but he has a kind of sky is high enough for a bird to fly through, can display his talents. .

Meng Xiaozhou is not afraid of tiredness, I am afraid that he will not be able to display his ambition.

Chen Feng maintained the frequency every other day and personally hosted a discussion between the two geniuses.

The occasion for the three people to discuss the problem was changed from the restaurant to the acoustic laboratory, piano room, university classroom, concert hall performance site, Professor Mason's classroom, and so on.

Whenever Zhong Lei and Ryan have an irreconcilable disagreement on a certain issue, Chen Feng will be the referee by feeling.

Things are moving forward slowly, little by little firmly.

Chen Feng's gaze seems to have been able to see through the fog and see that the real war song belonging to mankind is beckoning to him.

That is a dawn created by him himself.

He planted the seeds, hoping to bear good results in the future.

On the afternoon of March 25, 2020, I first went to the airport to bid farewell to Ryan, who was about to fly to Boston and returned to the laboratory. Chen Feng returned to the hotel and wrote a book in his room.

In front of him is a gilded notebook with exquisite workmanship and palm-size.

The pen he uses to write is a special tip pen. The ink can last for more than a hundred years without fading.

The notebook paper is also of special quality, and under proper sealing, it can not be humified for three hundred years.

Yes, he is writing tips for himself in the upcoming "virtual timeline".

This is a plan he made early in the morning.

Now that the crossing is imminent, it's time to complete.