I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

You can escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade.

At about nine o'clock that night, Zhong Lei returned home.

Instead of going back to the bedroom upstairs, she knocked on Chen Feng's door downstairs.

"Come back early next time. It's late at night and it's not safe for you to be out alone."

Chen Feng welcomed her in without asking any questions and poured her a glass of warm water.

Zhong Lei took off her mask and put it into her plastic pocket, then took off her coat and hung it on the hanger at the door.

"It's okay, I just bought a car and I'm driving back here."

Chen Feng nodded, "That's good. But you still have to be careful when driving at night."

"Um."

She didn't speak next, but picked up the water glass and looked around for a moment.

Chen Feng's small apartment was still kept clean and tidy by him, just like when he was the apartment housekeeper in the past.

He still didn't hire a servant, only an hourly worker.

The situation in the room shows that his good personal hygiene and self-management have not changed due to changes in status.

What is slightly different from the past is that the soy sauce on his table has changed from low-end products that cost a few yuan a bottle to mid-to-high-end products that cost 20 to 30 bottles.

But as for other things that are not easy to replace, such as bed sheets, bedding, tables, chairs and benches, they are the same as before.

For a long time, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Chen Feng asked in confusion: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhong Lei stretched out and felt extra relaxed: "I don't know whether you are saving money or you are too lazy to update your things. If people outside know that you, Mr. Chen, live for free, In an ordinary apartment, the bedding costs tens of hundreds of dollars per set, which will shock countless people, right?"

Chen Feng shrugged, "As long as it works, I'm too busy now to care about that much. But I'm not frugal either. I've been buying a lot of brand-name clothes recently."

He pointed to his closet.

"That's all because you have to go out to negotiate or attend some formal occasions and have to buy scene clothes."

"Okay, that's right. Let's think about how to improve our lives when we have time in the future. This is fine now."

Zhong Lei nodded, "Actually, I don't quite understand."

"What don't you understand?"

"You should obviously be very casual. Now you have gained a huge wealth in a very short period of time. I think you should take a rest. But you are always running forward with all your strength, and you are always very happy. When you're in a hurry, it's like there's a tiger chasing you from behind. I find it hard to understand."

Chen Feng was silent.

After a long time, he asked: "Am I too impatient and have it affected you?"

"No. I'm just...a little worried about you."

Chen Feng patted her shoulder, "Don't worry about me. As long as you make your music well, it will be the greatest help to me. I have nothing to ask of you, I just hope that you will be faithful to your dreams without any distractions, and don't forget your original intention." . You have a precious talent, and you should and must do your best to bring it into play. You used to put me at ease because I could feel your determination. What's wrong with you recently? You seem to be shaken?"

This is the situation that Chen Feng fears the most.

Zhong Lei shook her head, "I don't know either. And why do you always say how talented I am, but I feel that compared to you, my ability is like a grain of rice, how can it compete with the bright moon?"

Chen Feng was dumbfounded on the spot.

I just show off my skills all day long, and I accidentally show off too much, to the point of damaging the confidence of those around me.

Others are too far away, and they only know that he is powerful, but they don't know how powerful he is. Only people like Zhong Lei, who has his own ability and understanding, and stays by his side, can truly realize the abnormality.

It was a sense of almost despair.

Chen Feng doesn't want this, but this is the reality.

Lu Wei went from singing only her own songs to actively inviting Chen Feng to sing in public.

Zhong Lei went from being absolutely confident to being shaken and distracted due to self-doubt. It was all Chen Feng's fault.

I really can't blame her for not being strong-willed, I just blame Chen Feng for copying too unscrupulously and without restraint.

No one could stand it.

Chen Feng realized that unknowingly, the situation had reached a very critical point.

If it is not handled well, it will be cold.

He slammed the table and stood up suddenly, "This is ridiculous! Unreasonable!"

Zhong Lei was frightened by his sudden anger.

"I……"

"What am I! Do you know how disappointed I am now?" Chen Feng put his hands on his hips and looked at her with an angry look, "Who do you think you are? I don't even know where you got your face, how can you be so embarrassed? You belittle yourself!"

Zhong Lei was stunned for a long time.

Although he already knew that Chen Feng was optimistic about him, in the past exchanges between the two, Chen Feng was calm most of the time and almost never lost his temper.

It wasn't until his sudden rage that Zhong Lei realized it more deeply.

It turned out that he was not just being polite, he was really confident in himself.

Since her official debut, Zhong Lei has been praised by countless people.

But she never cared, nor was she complacent about it. At this moment, her heartbeat was pounding like a horse on the prairie.

"Thank you. Thank you for your encouragement."

She panted slightly and said every word.

Chen Feng saw something wrong in her eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

Oh my god, wasn't I swearing?

What does it mean when you look so moved?

"I don't want your thanks! I didn't encourage you at all! What I said is the truth! Now you have to touch your conscience and use your professionalism and artistic sense to think about it. What is the level of your lyrics for "Bathing in Fire"? What is the level of "Self-Combustion" that you wrote independently? Compared with the songs that I copied...oh no, I wrote, how is it any worse?"

After a long time, Zhong Lei gradually came back to her senses. She seemed a little shy and ashamed, and said in a loud voice: "They are... almost the same."

"Bah! Touch your conscience again and think about it carefully!"

Zhong Lei raised her right hand and pressed her chest.

Chen Feng secretly swallowed his saliva and turned away.

Okay, it's quite promising.

"A little bit better than most of what you wrote."

"Isn't that enough? The level of a person's artistic creativity lies in the quality of his works, not the quantity! Ten thousand mediocre works are not as good as one handed down classic. I have written a lot, and I can't Soon, am I really more talented than you? You don’t understand such a simple truth? Are you a fan of the authorities? You really let me down."

Zhong Lei was stunned at first, then nodded slightly, "You are right. I have decided!"

"What has been decided?"

"I want to study abroad."

Chen Feng: "Ah? Studying abroad?"

"Yes. I need to improve my musical literacy more systematically. I should calm down and re- hone my abilities. I can't always rely on sudden bursts of inspiration and rely on luck to create. I should put my inspiration into practice. I can train my instinctive sense of smell into a skill that can be mastered stably. Only in this way can I have both quality and quantity. Actually, I don’t fully agree with your opinion.”

"A classic can indeed basically determine my height, but if you have the ability, why not write more classics? The birth of each song has its own specific background, contains different emotions, and can be used in different ways. The scene moves and inspires different people, or it can evoke different memories for people. As long as it is a good song, it has its own meaning and value. Only if you leave more value, this life will not be wasted. I will arrange it now , try to leave within next week at the latest. When I come back, I will definitely impress you."

After saying that, Zhong Lei went upstairs.

Chen Feng stayed where he was for a long time.

It seemed that the force used to inject her chicken blood this time was too strong, almost knocking her away.

How can this be done?

Chen Feng fell into thinking and began to recall Zhong Lei's creative trajectory since the last time.

In the previous timeline, after Zhong Lei composed "Self-Burning", she continued to slowly output at an average rate of as many as two to three songs per year, and as few as one song in one or two years.

The quality of her subsequent works was not bad and was still worthy of her rank in the top 100 of the millennium. However, it was not until ten years later that she once again wrote a peak work on the same level as "Bathing in Fire" and "Self-Combustion".

Throughout her life, she wrote a total of six works of this level, with an average interval of six to seven years before she could compose one.

With her first two songs "Bath" and "Self" alone, she was already firmly in the top 100 of the millennium. Counting all her subsequent works, she eventually ranked in the top ten of the millennium in most selections.

But just as there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts.

There is a Hamlet in everyone's heart. Whether it is Zhong Lei or other regulars in the top ten selections of the millennium, everyone will have a lot of controversy and discussion.

But even if there is controversy, Zhong Lei's achievements are still breathtaking.

Although Zhong Lei is engaged in creation, deep down she is not striving for posthumous fame, but only wants to have a clear conscience so that her life will not be wasted. However, her person and her works should be regarded as a complete whole.

If you consider history as a past composed of countless accidents, then it is precisely because she became a person of that level first.

Her "Bathing in Fire" was ranked in that position in the music library, and in coincidences at different times, it was heard by researchers from the predecessor of Xuanwu Academy with different identities and names, but similar ones, and every time Become the war song of mankind.

Her "Self-Combustion" would be played in rotation by the system during Dr. Sergey's occasional breaks.

Chen Feng was a little confused now.

His original plan was to further interfere with Zhong Lei's life and ask her to reverse-create around the content of the golden record that was sent to heaven in 1977, and write a song that was completely opposite to "Song of the World". Then try to see if you can use Zhong Lei's collected works to ignite people's hearts and eliminate the penetration and interference of "Songs from the World".

But if he did this, the burden Chen Feng would place on Zhong Lei's shoulders would be too heavy.

She may not...

It’s almost impossible to even do it.

Or even if she finally did, the song might have drained her of a lifetime of talent.

So will her historical status rise or fall?

If it drops, will her songs still appear in the right place?

Can that song that was given an important mission to fight against infiltration be sung by the world five hundred years later?

There are too many unknowns and variables about the future. Even though Chen Feng has traveled back and forth several times and has become an old man, he still dare not make a conclusion about the impact that his actions may have on the future.

He can only rely on guessing and trial and error.

No one can truly predict the future when the future has not happened and the variables are not fixed.

Chen Feng had always wondered whether his own unintentional mistake would cause a terrible butterfly effect in a certain process, which would eventually lead to the end of the world for mankind a thousand years later. Even mankind would not be able to survive that moment at all, and would not be able to survive. It can be known.

If mankind is extinct within five hundred years, what will happen to him after a thousand years?

Chen Feng is not sure.

But he knew he couldn't allow this to happen.

Chen Feng always reminds himself that as a person who can influence the future, he must be fearful, so that he can make steady steps every step of the way.

So, now he doesn't know what to do with Zhong Lei.

Such confusion lasted for several days, and Chen Feng was still unable to escape.

But time does not stand still because of his indecision, it is still moving forward firmly, at the frequency of one step a day.

The surge of the times ushered in a new turning point a week later.

On this day, a total of four major events happened in the global music circle.

They are:

1. Qin Lu, an artist under Starfeng Entertainment, released three preview singles from her first album. All ten songs in the album were composed by Chen Feng, causing a sensation.

2. Ou Junlang, the new big man in the folk music industry, released a preview single from his second album. The dreamy folk style that no one has ever heard is eye-catching. Moreover, all ten songs in Ou Junlang's album were composed by Chen Feng.

3. Lu Wei, the young queen of the first-line music scene, released her second single within a month. This song was written by Chen Feng.

4. Chen·It’s All Me·Feng announced that Xingfeng Entertainment’s total song library has exceeded 30 songs. To all the producers and producers who are interested in buying songs, you can do it now.

These songs for sale come in a variety of styles, in both Chinese and English. Intended buyers can make their own requests and provide their preferred genres and past works. Starfeng Entertainment's music production department will make appropriate selections and provide suitable songs for suitable singers. Of course, the preference of the quotation and contract terms are also important references for Xingfeng Entertainment to select buyers.

Four major events happened on the same day.

The entire global entertainment industry and social media were all attracted by Chen Feng.

Along with this, the valuation of Xingfeng Entertainment has skyrocketed.

In just one day, its market value jumped from the previous 3 billion to 6.5 billion yuan, equivalent to one billion US dollars.

The ability of capital to make a living is its sense of value.

Chen Feng's personal creative ability is truly terrifying.

There's no way their noses can't smell it.

Chen Feng just did what he should do step by step, without deliberately pursuing anything, but his value became increasingly clear.

The most significant change is that Ou Junlang and his father Ou Guohua feel very uncomfortable at this time.

In the study room of Ou's mansion, Fatty Ou was smiling.

Ou Guohua's face was expressionless.

Somehow, I just felt my hands were a little itchy, and I wanted to slap a baby to cover up my embarrassing mood.

"Dad, I'm not talking about you. How can you have the nerve to give my master a valuation of one billion? Look, it's only been so long, and it's not only increased six times. You don't know, in order to explain you to my master, I really didn’t make fun of him, but I just spent a lot of time trying to understand the market. One billion... tsk tsk... that’s too much..."

Ou Junlang became more and more unruly, wandering crazily on the edge of being beaten.

Fatty feels so good right now.

This is the first time in my life that I have seen my father become deficient, which is really a great blessing in life.

Ten seconds pass.

"oops……"

Fatty Ou was extremely happy and sad.

A large chapter of 4300 words.