I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

The two chatted for a long time.

None of the "nasty" things that others speculated happened.

With a stronger memory, after a long period of study and various transfers, and reading too many celebrity biographies in the history of music, as well as supplementing a lot of basic music theory, Chen Feng is no longer as ignorant as he once was. He is a newbie in the music industry who knows how to move things.

Although his talent is average, his basic knowledge is no longer what it used to be.

But Chen Feng didn't dare to talk to Zhong Lei because what he had learned was too complicated and spanned a huge range.

He didn't want to accidentally reveal the theory hundreds of years later and disrupt Zhong Lei's train of thought.

Zhong Lei asked Chen Feng many questions, most of which focused on the detailed understanding of some songs in the golden record.

Chen Feng answered carefully, trying to be as metaphysical as possible without revealing any flaws.

In addition, although he failed to bring "Morning Wind" back, he always remembered the melody in his mind, and occasionally he could throw out some useful information based on a certain point that Zhong Lei asked by mistake.

Zhong Lei is still in the growth stage and is working hard to learn advanced music theory. At the same time, she is beginning to figure out these famous songs from the golden record.

After a long time, Zhong Lei closed her notebook, closed her eyes and meditated, and seemed to gain something again.

"You know what my earliest dream is, right?"

she asked, looking out the window as she spoke.

"You know, use music to change the world."

Zhong Lei nodded, "Yes, but I know this dream is out of reach. I didn't expect to be able to achieve it in this life."

"You are belittling yourself again."

Zhong Lei shook her head, "No, being in awe of art is what drives me forward."

"Okay, so what do you think now?"

"I seem to have seen the dawn." Zhong Lei looked at him with a smile, "It's in you. Every time I communicate with you, I can have a new understanding."

Chen Feng secretly rolled his eyes and started to play again.

How embarrassing.

When others praised him, he only blushed slightly.

But Zhong Lei's praise made his skin crawl all over.

"Don't be like this, it's all your fault."

"You can't say that. Before you remind me, all I wanted to do was express my emotions more sincerely, but I ignored the essence of the sound. Now I gradually understand. I can feel it. It won't be long before, I will be able to thoroughly understand these twenty-seven pieces of music. Then when I collect more beautiful sounds belonging to nature, I should be able to succeed. I just have to finish the job! We have agreed, then you have to Hurry up and chase me. I will pretend to reject you while preparing a wedding dress!"

She smiled sweetly, confidently and without any secret.

If an ordinary woman is pursued by a man she likes, she usually still wants to get along with him to see if he is suitable.

Zhong Lei is not like this.

The so-called celibates, once they are tempted, immediately think about it for the rest of their lives, without any pretense, and extremely straightforward.

Chen Feng sat next to her, picked up his legs, and swayed them on the edge of the bed.

I really want to tell you.

It's really difficult for you to finish the job.

In order to get this kick, you spent more than fifty years and waited until you were more than seventy years old.

When you put on your wedding dress, your hair is already the same color as the wedding dress.

When you didn't know it, I tortured you for more than fifty years.

Wait a moment and let’s work together to make “Morrowind”.

For the sake of humanity, we really have to wait.

Perhaps if you want to become a great person in history and leave a lasting mark, you always have to sacrifice a lot of things.

Including life, but also love, which is even higher than life in the eyes of many people.

Compared with the fate of the entire human race, whether personal gains and losses are more important depends on what kind of person the decision-maker hopes to become.

With Chen Feng's past personality, he wouldn't think about it that much.

But now he himself is falling deeper and deeper every time in the future.

No one can be ruthless without being a sage or sage.

Unless you are a born devil.

No normal person with a sound mind, in that kind of environment, would be able to turn a blind eye while watching one comrade after another die generously and never look back.

Chen Feng made his choice, but it was not fair to Zhong Lei.

He silently said in his heart, I'm sorry.

"Chen Feng, your eyes are a little red?" Zhong Lei pointed at him and laughed, "I didn't realize you were such an easily moved person."

Chen Feng turned away, not daring to look at her.

"How could I be moved? By the way, I wrote a few more songs."

He quickly changed the subject.

Zhong Lei was surprised and happy.

What shocked her was Chen Feng's explosive creativity.

There is no need to explain the reason for my joy.

"Do you want to sing to me?"

she asked.

Chen Feng shook his head, "I won't show off my broken gong voice. You can read the score first, and then you can try singing and I will accompany you."

"good."

After the two of them finished talking, Chen Feng turned on the computer, clicked out the music scores of three songs and placed them in front of Zhong Lei.

Just now, Chen Feng thought of a new way to speed up.

He decided to ride on his face again with a new song.

He once again disrupted Zhong Lei's creative order, took out all seven songs she composed after she was 77 years old in the previous timeline, and slapped them all on Zhong Lei's face.

Using other tricks may shake her talent, but using her own works will not shake her, but will only make her reach the position she should be in advance and grow faster.

The seven songs are "Looking Away", "You, Me, the Universe", "Shoulder to Side", "Aspirations to Fly", "Love Till Death", "Pure Soul", "No Questions to Come" Wherever you are, don’t ask about the way back.”

The quality of each of these seven late-year works with different styles created by Zhong Lei in the previous timeline is even much higher than all her past works.

It has completely reached a new level. Even if a thousand years have passed and music has developed for thousands more, few people can touch this level when inspiration strikes.

Last time, Zhong Lei's artistic career was completely changed by Chen Feng, and the overall direction was completely different.

The total number of her works has dropped significantly, and there are not even ten songs in total, but each one is so powerful that it explodes.

In addition to "Morning Wind", a "divine song" that only proved itself again in the 26th century, it was "Bathing in Fire", "Self-Burning" and the following seven songs that established her personal status.

The number is smaller, but it has early established her position in the top ten of the millennium. The reason is that the level of these subsequent songs is too high, which makes up for the shortcomings in quantity.

Just like Zhang Ruoxu, who wrote "Moonlit Night on the Spring River", a single poem covers the entire Tang Dynasty, and only two poems exist in the world.

Everything looked beautiful, but Chen Feng was a little hurt.

You must know that in the past, Zhong Lei's surviving works were usually seventy or eighty, but he forcibly refined them into less than ten.

He moved a small part of them, but at least fifty others disappeared into the long river of history before he had time to move them.

When he listened to the fifty-odd songs that disappeared in an earlier timeline, Chen Feng's genetic arousal was not that high, and his memory was not strong enough to re-engrave them point-to-point in his mind.

Now, even if he still remembers those melodies and can rely on his own skills to restore and reproduce them as much as possible, it is definitely not as perfect as Zhong Lei's personal composition, and the quality will inevitably decline.

The regret has been caused, and missing it is forever.

Chen Feng was heartbroken by this, and decisively copied all the remaining works of Zhong Lei in this timeline to avoid the tragedy from happening again.

As Zhong Lei read the music score bit by bit, she would hum in a low voice from time to time.

She had never seen or imagined a new realm of music unfolding in front of her like a scroll.

This had a great impact on her, and she was so absorbed in it that she was left unconscious after reading it.

It took her a long time to recover, and she looked at Chen Feng like a goose, "I thought you were obsessed with business recently and your creative inspiration had declined. You... this is too scary!"

Chen Feng looked at her calmly.

"Eat first, and then you practice singing. When you're almost done, I'll play and sing for you to try and get a feel for it. While you're practicing, I'll continue writing, and there are four more songs."

"What! There are four more songs of this level?" Zhong Lei covered her chest and fainted on the spot.

Maybe it was a blissful swoon.

Chen Feng silently thought in his heart.

If gods really exist, forgive me!

Three days later, Chen Feng decided to leave.

It's time to return home.

In these three days, he successfully handed over all the music scores of seven songs to Zhong Lei.

Next, Zhong Lei will continue her studies at Mason College. In addition to daily study and fellowship recording, she will also rely on the resources of Mason College to complete the arrangement and accompaniment recording work, and complete the record recording within half a year. Make an album.

In the last life, after Zhong Lei wrote these songs, although her voice could still be sung and she sang it herself, she had to admit defeat. No matter how good her age was, her voice could not match the ethereal quality of her youth.

So this time Chen Feng was also very curious about what effect she would achieve by performing the "Seven Swords Divine Comedy" in person when her voice was at its peak.

Anyway, that's all.

Chen Feng is waiting to hear the fairy sing.

The fairy is worshiping the gods.

As she digested the song, she felt deeply.

Zhong Lei could feel Chen Feng's amazing feelings.

For the first time, she knew that Chen Feng had such deep feelings for her, that he had actually seen her long life's journey at a glance.

Zhong Lei was full of infinite longing for the future, and began to imagine the sweet life that would inevitably come after completing the song that Chen Feng wanted.

The emotions he hides in these songs are probably hints to me.

He was encouraging me and telling me that although things are difficult, there will be success one day, and after success, the two of us will be as sweet as the emotions revealed in these songs.

This is such a sharp-edged state. It not only expresses my feelings, but also reaches such a level.

Zhong Lei's heart was pounding.

She suddenly burst out with her own creative impulse.

She wanted to express Chen Feng's talent through music.

Later generations cannot easily interpret the sweetness hidden in Zhong Lei's works in her later years, but she herself can.

On the morning of Chen Feng's departure, she walked out of the college early and carried her guitar to the hotel. She said she wanted to help Chen Feng pack his luggage, but in fact she came to play guitar and sing.

"I wrote a new song last night, for you. It's called "Bright Edge". You must like it."

The precious underwear wrapped in a plastic bag in Chen Feng's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Here it comes again!

Give me a way to survive!