I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

"Showing off one's ability" is Zhong Lei's fourth heavyweight work after "Ashes", "Burning myself" and "Morning Wind".

She doesn't feel so proud.

Today's "showing off one's ability" is not a finished product, but just a coherent melody, and the lyrics that Zhong Lei thinks are relatively crude.

She just couldn't restrain the excitement in her heart, and was eager to share it as soon as possible, before she got the treasure in front of Chen Feng, just wanting his simple compliment.

Because Zhong Lei knows very well that even if he strives for perfection and completes "showing off one's ability" to the extreme, it is only worthy of the seven songs mentioning "Looking Away" that Chen Feng gave her. on equal terms.

She didn't dare to be arrogant and conceited. After all, how could the light of rice grains compete with Haoyue.

After going back last night, she kept reminiscing about those seven songs first in the heart, and the more she thought about it, the more she was shocked.

The layer upon layer of melody is closely linked with one another, and there is an imposing manner in the exquisiteness.

The kind of spirit that is in the mortal world, but has a heart for thousands of years, trying to shoulder the prosperity of mankind.

The countless creative ideas hidden in the "Seven Sword God Song", the bursting inspiration that went straight to Xiaohan has not been clearly distinguished by her, but she skipped the logical stage and penetrated her. Her heart was buried in her heart like a seed, and it took root and sprouted.

As the seeds broke out of the soil, they stubbornly broke some of the hard shells covering the surface of her thinking.

At that time, Zhong Lei's heart was pounding.

She has the surging river boiling turbulent, and her violent emotions urgently need to be expressed. The various melodies in her mind are like tigers coming out of the gates, and they finally came to light on the paper and became the prototype of "showing off one's ability".

In this song, she vented her admiration for Chen Feng to the extreme, praising Chen Feng's genius and shocking feelings wildly.

Long time passed, Zhong Lei held down the strings, put down the guitar, flushed and asked Chen Feng, "How?"

Chen Feng fell into a long silence.

He has tasted countless songs. After he became a galactic human, his own thinking and the mysteries of the universe are more closely connected under the subconscious level, so his current appreciation ability is worthy of the name Chen Feng Master. NS.

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There is an unstoppable spirit in the song, which can make the listener resonate strongly and have a clearer understanding of their own talents.

It is different from the indiscriminate sweeps of "Ashes", "Burning Oneself" and "Morning Wind".

The "showing off one's ability", which is expected to be only five minutes in length, can make people with true talents become more confident, and at the same time more paranoid, unconsciously produce greater ambition and fighting spirit.

However, when the mediocre hears this song, he will only be nodded and sigh with emotion.

"Oh, this is a great song."

That's it.

At a certain level, the realm of this song is somewhat selfish, and it doesn't help mediocre people much.

But Zhong Lei cannot be blamed.

Because the object of her song is the "God" in her heart.

When she burst into inspiration and creation, she did not consider mortals at all.

Chen Feng always does not express his position, and Zhong Lei is a little nervous.

Well, I have worked so hard, and I still can’t move him quickly.

You are so strict.

Chen Feng suddenly extended the hand and gently touched her face, "Zhong Lei, thank you for the song you wrote for me, very good."

He tried his best to restraint It is very effective to follow your own emotions.

"No thanks! I'll listen to you when I'm done!"

Zhong Lei was shy, picked up his things and ran out.

Then she turned her head back and shook her fist, "Although we have not established a relationship yet, you and Ryan show me some attention."

After that, she turned her head to He rushed outside the door and almost ran into one of the two plainclothes female bodyguards who were patrolling the door.

Chen Feng laughed, then sat back on the bed and started to daze.

He changed his strategy again.

He had planned before, thinking of a way to play Morrowind for 20 years at a fixed time from 2500 to 2520, and then turn it off afterwards.

But the last time it was successfully played, it was originally due to the birth of Frankie by chance.

Want to close it after playing for twenty years, easier said than done?

Even if he pretends to be a prophet to write tips, it may not work well.

If the world is really so obedient, Chen Feng probably only needs to learn from the failed prophet senior Nostradamus and write a long prophecy.

Now it’s good, Zhong Lei has produced "showing off one's ability" again.

Then there is no need to close Morrowind.

In the next millennium, there will be people who will experience the effect of "showing off one's ability", especially those Peak smart people.

These people easily resonate strongly with this song and are inspired by it.

Then, the possibility that history gave birth to the great leader Chen Feng wanted was also improved.

Chen Feng is more jealous of Zhong Lei.

I worked so desperately to become a galactic human, only to achieve what I have achieved today, and dare to say that my journey is the sea of ​​stars.

She is fine.

In this small space, in the short two-point line between the Mason Academy and the hotel, in the short timeline of three days and three nights, she once again used the strings in her hands to radiate for thousands of years.

You just want to fly!

You are going to soar into the universe and ride the dust!

Cleared up, walked out of the hotel door, Chen Feng called the two heavily hired bodyguards.

A unremarkable black aunt and a beautiful white girl with a stylish and vigorous figure stood up from the cafeteria by the window.

The place where these two people drink coffee looked up, and you could see the only gate of Mason Academy.

Chen Feng originally planned to live here until Zhong Lei finishes his studies at Mason Academy, but now there is something wrong and he has to return.

A few days ago, the harassment of King Xilei gave Chen Feng a wake-up call. After all, this is not a domestic country. It is the United States that holds the law, so be careful to sail the ship for thousands of years.

He first gave Zhong Lei a thousand warnings, if you are not here, you should never step out of the Mason Academy.

Zhong Lei was puzzled, but he obediently agreed.

This is not over yet, Chen Feng has spent a lot of money to invite these two Black and White Fiends from the top three security companies in the United States.

Why don't you hire a male bodyguard?

Can male bodyguards follow up in women’s toilets?

"Hello Mr. Chen."

"Hi, Boss."

Chen Feng nodded, said: "You are one of the best bodyguards in America . Professionally, I believe in your abilities. But I still want to emphasize again that I am a very demanding perfectionist. I hope you are worthy of my 200,000 US dollars salary per person per month."

"Good Mr. Chen."

"No problem, Boss, are you going to the airport? Do you need me to see you?"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "I said After that, you are only responsible for her safety, which is true perfection. As for my safety? In this world, no one can hurt me, so you don’t need to bother."

After Chen Feng, go.

The galactic human beings are so swollen.

The feeling of invincibility is so ordinary and boring.

Boom!

Then he kicked his finger on the threshold of Dali stone gate outside the hotel entrance.

His...

This threshold is simply not human!

Seeing Chen Feng walking up and down, the driver of the black buddy standing in front of the commercial bus blew his whistle, "Mr. Chen, you are really active."

Chen Feng was not angry. He glanced at him and got in the car, "Shut up Paul. How about the house that meets my needs that you paid attention to?"

This black guy is the driver Chen Feng drove when he got here. Paul Powell, who works part-time as a real estate agency in Los Angeles and claims to be a top ten powerhouse.

"Sorry, Mr. Chen, your request is too high. Recently no billionaire wants to sell his property."

"Well, don’t worry, this is my CEO Save Meng Xiaozhou’s phone number and contact him when you have a suitable house."

"Okay."

Arrive at the airport and get off.

Ryan is talking with several Chinese in suits and ties outside the airport lobby.

This is why Chen Feng had to return to China.

Ryan wants to advance the Sino-US project that he personally matched before.

Roller wanted to promote Sino-US cooperation.

After escaping from life and death, Roerle's impression of Chen Feng and China is even better.

So he decided in the hospital to change the conditions of cooperation again and make a greater degree of concession, allowing the joint venture established by the two parties in the United States to be controlled by the Chinese side, and agreed not to form a labor union.

A major change has taken place in the cooperation rules between the two parties. As an intermediary, Ryan and the relevant domestic Chief-In-Charge have to go back to participate in high-level consultations and promote the progress of the project.

Chen Feng thought about don't let an opportunity slip by, and just rushed back to drag Ryan into the upcoming cooperation between himself and Ouhe Group.

Ryan was only happy to be on the same plane with Chen Feng and had a lot of time for communication, but did not expect Chen Feng's abacus to be crackling all the time.

We got on the plane and changed positions with domestic officials. Chen Feng sat next to Ryan.

The two first talked a lot about the "Morrowind" project.

In these days, the rapid progress of Zhong Lei and Chen Feng, Ryan is not idle in Boston alone. In addition to completing his own work, he also spends a lot of thoughts on acoustics. , Biology and Psychology.

Chen Feng is very pleased with this.

Because in the next fifty years, Zhong Lei did not complete "Morning Wind" completely independently.

In addition to Master Chen’s beating of gongs and drums to boost morale, the academic support provided by Ryan also played a great role in helping to eliminate incorrect answers.

Morning Breeze talked about the same thing, Chen Feng pretended to ask accidentally: "How many days do you plan to stay in Beijing this time?"

Ryan doesn’t have to look at the schedule. "Twenty days. After the model changes, both parties will have to invest more. The factory blueprint needs to be redrawn. I want to follow up on the progress. So I will participate in the work of Nine Heavens at the Industrial Design Institute of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Then I will be a guest professor at Tsinghua University. I’m involved in some longitudinal research in applied physics."

"Then you are going back to China?"

Ryan nodded, "Yes. Things are still happening in Boston." It needs a complete finishing touch."

Chen Feng suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Ryan with his old Silver Coin.

"My friend, have you heard of superconducting metals at room temperature?"

Ryan was stunned, "Why didn't I hear? This is one of my dreams."

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Chen Feng nodded, in a tone that makes Ryan quite familiar.

"After busying with the capital, come to Hanzhou. I have some ideas, but I am immature. When the time comes, I will sort out my thoughts and discuss them together."

Ryan is even more confused, "Chen Feng, you..."

"Why, only you, a scientist, is allowed to compose music. I am a musician who is not allowed to come up with scientific ideas? "