I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 300: The Return of the King

In the history of civilization, there have been many stories of co-creation.

However, the grand occasion of two major musicians who have reached the top ten and top 100 to write a song together is unprecedented in space.

In the art history of later generations, it must be a famous allusion that can be praised for thousands of years.

But at this time, the victim and the two did not feel much in their hearts.

Although Chen Feng vaguely knew that he would be very powerful in the future, neither Zhong Lei nor Lu Wei would be easily shaken.

Both of them are very peaceful, knowing that future achievements are future things.

If you think that you can achieve success in the future if you don't do anything now, it is a fool's dream.

Besides, is that your limit?

Can't I do better?

So the two know something about the future, but nothing has actually changed.

"You talk first, we are busy, don't leave first, wait for us for two hours."

Zhong Lei greeted her, and then she and Lu Wei ran back to the back room hand in hand.

Fatty Ou scratched his head, "What are these two going for?"

Everyone looked at Chen Feng with puzzled eyes, and their eyes were very playful.

Chen Feng spread his hands and looked innocent, "Don't look at me, I don't know anything!"

He said that, but his heart was inexplicably panicked.

Since yesterday, he has felt that Zhong Lei and Lu Wei are weird and don't know what the **** they are doing.

He had a terrible guess in his head, but it seemed unlikely.

Chen Feng said again: "Forget it, it's alright, don't worry about them, just now I seemed to hear them say to prepare and write a song, Lu Wei wrote the lyrics, and Zhong Lei composed the music."

Ryan: "It turns out, it's worth looking forward to."

Fatty Ou laughed at first, "There is a master here, and the class is getting an axe."

But he reacted immediately.

It seems that something is wrong. Our master is a copycat.

Master himself also said that the most classic part of the songs he wrote was originally copied by Zhong Lei.

Sister Lu Wei is not a fuel efficient lamp either.

Fatty immediately exclaimed, "Fuck! The masters join forces, I have the country? No, I have to go, even if I become a clerk to gain a reputation, I will be able to appear in the history books in the future... hey... Ouch!"

Ou Fatty, who is more shameless than blue, was pulled back by Chen Feng's ear, "Save it, as long as you don't do anything, you can make the greatest contribution as long as you can do nothing. .You're sure to make a name for yourself in history."

Fatty Ou was so sad, he squatted to the corner and drew circles on the spot.

He always felt that Master was targeting him and wanted to refute, but he remembered the "facts" of the future, and he was neither reconciled nor powerless.

Fatty thinks carefully, Master pulls other people onto the boat because he is optimistic about everyone's ability, but no matter from which angle he looks at it, it is just to keep himself away from the chance of cheating.

There may also be some friendship meaning. As probably the biggest relationship family in history, Fatty is both happy and unhappy.

"Master, can you tell me a little bit more about my future? Really, I'm not reconciled. I really want to help you do something more."

Chen Feng: "Sing more songs? Don't you like to sing? Isn't the name of folk master not very famous?"

Fatty pondered for a moment, "But the word Ou Guohua's son must be ranked first. I'm not convinced. I can't seem to suppress my dad's style just by singing."

As an idealistic cheating party, my father is too strong, which is quite distressing.

Chen Feng glared at him, "What's the matter? Are you still trying to be a rebel? I warn you, don't touch Ouhe Group."

Realizing that what he said was too harsh and hurt people, Chen Feng thought about it again and gave him a new idea, "Otherwise, when your eldest baby falls to the ground, how many more babies will you and your wife have?"

One of Fatty's bloodlines left Ou Qinglan. If this time passes, there will be an extra litter of Ou Qinglan, wouldn't that be...

Don't tell me, Chen Feng himself was excited by this thought, "Come on, my dear disciple! I'll give you some good medicine for your body, work harder!"

Fatty Ou slowly reacted, thinking of Ou Qinglan, a descendant who played a very important role in Chen Feng's story, both proud and sad.

"My God, no... I... I can..."

He's twisted, and his whole person is a little bit bad.

Fatty suddenly wanted to cry, "Can I do more?"

Chen Feng really stumped him, "Be nice to your dad? It's not easy for the elderly."

After all, Fatty Ou didn't endure Chen Feng's repeated blows. He covered his face and ran out. He needed some time to calm down.

Meng Xiaozhou couldn't help but worry, "Is he all right?"

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, "It's alright, don't look at him like this. Maybe Fatty's psychological endurance is the strongest here. No matter how bad he is in his life, he can become the founder of postmodern folk songs. Hey hey hey..."

While talking, Chen Feng couldn't help but snickered. Last night, because this guy was showing off the injury suffered by the baby in Song Siyu's stomach, he suddenly healed without medicine.

Realizing that he was a bit exposed, Chen Feng quickly restrained himself and became serious again, "Ahem, leave him alone."

Meng Xiaozhou said again: "Actually, I have some doubts in my heart, so I will ask, boss, can you tell me or not."

Meng Xiaozhou asked about how Chen Feng rescued Zhong Lei and Meng Wanyue. first

Chen Feng said: "The situation is more complicated. In the initial timeline, Zhong Lei would not take Wanyue's car to the airport that day, and only Wanyue would drive to pick you up. Car accidents will still happen, and Wanyue will die. I don't know how this event will affect you in the end. That piece of history has been lost, but Zhong Lei was very touched by it at the time and was saddened for a long time."

"In the timeline we experienced, because I changed the future, Zhong Lei got in the car. I couldn't let her die, so I did it, I forcibly changed history, and saved both Zhong Lei and Wan Yue. At the same time, I also changed your fate and dug you from Huateng Group into my hands. I am not sure what you can achieve in Huateng Group, but I am conceited that you can do it with me more."

Meng Xiaozhou thought about it for a long time, "If Wanyue dies because she came to pick me up, I should be greatly touched by my character and fall into the shadow of self-blame. Even if I go to Huateng Group, I am afraid that in the past few years It's not going to be great either. Your changes to the timeline shouldn't have any negative impact."

Chen Feng nodded, "These are all guesses made by Zhuge Liang after the fact, and there are too many to do. After all, every action I take will cause a butterfly effect, which cannot be reversed. But from a personal emotional point of view, saving Wanyue will keep you. Her fighting spirit also allowed Zhong Lei to avoid the pain of losing her best friend.

Meng Xiaozhou nodded, "Yes, thank you."

"You don't need to say more if you want to thank me. After all, you all have to give me your life for the rest of your life."

Ryan and Meng Xiaozhou looked at each other and smiled.

"That's true."

Chen Feng said again: "Everyone knows how complicated time is. Every time I act, in a sense, I may be tearing down the east wall to make up the west wall, so when I am not sure, I usually don't distort others. Destiny. But I'm not always so selfless, for you, I will become selfish."

"You can't take it lightly, because that doesn't mean you're not in danger. For example, in the past timelines, I wouldn't call you all here at this moment, but today I'm calling you here. It has changed your schedule. But if you walk out the door now and stand in the middle of the road and get hit by a car, I will be helpless.”

"Also, don't ask me why I didn't do stocks and lotteries in the first place, and don't ask me about the results of the World Cup. These are irrelevant details compared to what we're going to do. Even, in the next few dozen Whether China is strong or the United States is strong during the year is still a detail. Our changes to the future are the accumulation of countless thousands of years, focusing on the million-year foundation of civilization, and don’t have to worry about short-term gains and losses.” ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~ Chinese website ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Chen Feng's last sentence was mainly for Meng Xiaozhou.

He still showed a very strong national consciousness. Chen Feng appreciated this, but at the same time hoped that he could control his obsession.

Meng Xiaozhou understood, "I understand."

At this moment, Meng Xiaozhou's phone rang. It was the vice president of the company who called to inquire about the project and site selection of Xingfeng Light and Shadow Studio and Xingfeng Games.

These two major plans were previously set by Chen Feng, but the specific implementation was handed over to Meng Xiaozhou who was solely responsible for it.

Originally, Meng Xiaozhou was going back to the company to preside over the meeting today, but he was personally tied here by the big boss Chen Feng.

He immediately sat next to him and turned on the computer to hold a conference call on the spot, "Boss, let's talk first."

Chen Feng nodded, "Okay. I'll leave it to you."

"Hmm."

In order to avoid disturbing Meng Xiaozhou, Chen Feng and Ryan walked to the side.

"Ryan, do you still worship me now?"

Chen Feng asked with a smile.

Ryan replied without hesitation: "I admire it even more."

This is a bit unexpected by Chen Feng, "Oh? How do you say this? You know I copied it and worship it?"

Ryan smiled, "Ordinary people go to the future, and everything they see is a book from heaven. You can learn these things, and you can use your brain to put them back. This is your ability, which shows that you have mastered knowledge. Solid enough. Your intellectual prowess is as good as your combat success."

Chen Feng was delighted, "As expected of Ryan, he has a unique insight and a very good entry point."

Ryan asked again: "You will also be an intellectual leader in the future. Isn't that right?"

There are some details that Chen Feng didn't explain so clearly before.

At this moment, Chen Feng thought to himself, yes, but it seems not.

After all, the leader of the Intuition School and the Cosmic Wisdom School is really himself, but this situation is... very complicated.

Chen Feng put his hands on his back and said indifferently, "I did serve as the president of an academy of sciences in the 31st century."

If you don't change your name, don't change your surname, President Chen of the Academy of History is here.

Ryan: "Can you tell me about the scientific theories of the 31st century? I'm curious."

Chen Feng shook his head, "It's not yet time, of course I hope you are more powerful, but you can't bear these things now. Imagine someone going back to ancient times and telling Archimedes that light is not a straight line, but a wave, and he will How's it going?"

Ryan: "Either you think others are crazy, or you are crazy yourself."

"Yes, so I'll also watch your progress. I can't give you knowledge too far in advance, that would shatter your existing knowledge architecture. But I'll guide you all the way through to the real talent.”

"Of course, thank you." Ryan nodded heavily. "You are the first galactic human. I can't say how much I envy you. I can't even match you, but if I can be like what you say Like Mr. Dong Shan, becoming a nearly 200-year-old scholar can do as much and learn as much."

"I want to explore the mysteries of the universe, to see how the unifying force formula is expressed, to know the mystery of the world under quarks, to know the limits of human genes, and to see the magnificent Dyson film, I want to see a huge space station spanning thousands of kilometers, I want to drive a small spaceship to see the sun up close, and take a tour of the rings of Saturn.”

"I also want to experience the mighty power of human civilization with my own eyes, and I want to be your comrade-in-arms. When you face the enemy, I will hand you the weapons I made with my own hands, and watch you tear apart those who have compound eyes. enemy."

As Ryan spoke, his voice became a little choked, "It's a pity that I was born in the present day, and this life is hopeless."

He looked up at the sky in the distance, "But that's fine. As long as I know that our descendants can achieve such achievements, I will have no regrets in this life. I think if the ancients thousands of years ago knew that we can go to heaven and earth today, Thousands of miles of voice transmission, able to save the mother with amniotic fluid embolism, and to take back the lives of the people in Limin from the terrible plague, will definitely be as satisfied as I am.”

"Chen Feng, I will work harder this time to lay a solid foundation for you. When you go to the future, I will do my best."

Chen Feng patted him on the shoulder, "That's natural."

Two hours later, Zhong Lei and Lu Wei walked out.

Lu Wei held a notebook full of notes in her hand, her face full of joy.

She looked at Zhong Lei with inexplicable admiration.

Within two hours, Zhong Lei completed the complete arrangement of the entire song in one go.

She uses the rhythm of various instruments so skillfully, and the insertion and reorganization of every chord can make Lu Wei amazed.

She seemed to be able to see pieces of colorful rainbow tiles flying from the void and piling up on their own to form a beautiful palace.

Lu Wei couldn't help but think to herself that the evaluation of Zhong Lei by future generations is really true.

She possesses breathtaking creative explosive power, and her perfect mastery of various musical instruments and even the timbre and pitch of nature is an absolute talent that no one can envy.

At the same time, she maintains an incredible passion for creation, which runs through her life until the end of her life.

I've really picked myself a strong, impeccable opponent.

Clap!

Zhong Lei clapped her hands and said, "Everyone, we have finished writing the song, and it will be finalized once and will not be revised."

Chen Feng then remembered to ask, "What is the name of the song?"

Lu Wei replied: "Never walk alone."

Chen Feng was startled for a moment, then overjoyed.

As the name suggests, the theme of this song pops out.

Cooperation, team, community of destiny...

Other than these, don't do what he wants.

In the previous timeline, when he saw with his own eyes the double effect of the superposition of "Mororwind" and "Dark Edge", which indirectly caused the spokesperson war, he once thought about whether he could quietly seduce Zhong Lei to write the first and publicize The personal heroism of "Die Hard" is a work that advocates teamwork in opposition to each other.

He can't open his mouth to ask for it directly. After all, a twisted melon is not sweet, and what is written in a propositional composition will be less spiritual, and it may not be able to compete with "Dark Edge".

He needs to guide Zhong Lei's thinking in a subtle way, so that she can generate the creative impulse, but this kind of directional operation is too refined, Chen Feng did not intend to do it overnight, and prepared to take it slowly.

He didn't expect that today, when he had a face-to-face showdown and pulled everyone else on board, things would come naturally.

Chen Feng has seen the power of "Sleepwalking Virgo" created by Zhong Lei on the spot.

Lu Wei used to be famous for creating talented women.

Therefore, Chen Feng has infinite expectations for the song "Never Walk Alone", which the two collaborated on.

"Good! Very good! Good! Now are you going to the studio to record? You two sing together? Release a single?"

Chen Feng asked cheerfully.

Half an hour later...

Chen Feng held the guitar in his arms and looked at Meng Xiaozhou who was nervously adapting to the drum set not far away. He was lost.

How did I sell myself?

I don't know if it was Lu Wei's idea or Zhong Lei's idea. Anyway, the two have the same opinion. This song can't be faked. All six people must participate.

The result was two female vocals.

At the same time, Zhong Lei is the bassist and Lu Wei is the assistant guitarist.

Fatty Ou didn't have the chance to give his voice, but luckily he could play the piano well.

Ryan is also considered to be more than half of the insider, and is good at keyboard music.

Chen Feng himself is the lead guitarist.

The entire team has a shortcoming in this regard. Meng Xiaozhou can play drums, but only at an amateur level.

At first, Meng Xiaozhou was a little frightened and didn't want to play in person. He was worried that his poor performance would affect his performance, but he couldn't resist everyone's encouragement.

Zhong Lei and Lu Wei said that the main purpose of writing this song is to hope that Chen Feng can still hear it after a thousand years. In the eleventh century there were five comrades in arms with him.

So the recording environment doesn't matter, you don't have to go to the studio, and it doesn't matter that the level of the accompanist fluctuates.

The important thing is that it must be these six people.

Before the first recording, Fatty Ou, who was inexplicably persistent in naming, suddenly said: "We are quite like a band, so give our band a name."

Zhong Lei nodded, "It's a good idea, otherwise this song won't be well signed."

Everyone looked at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng thought for a few seconds, "Okay, let's call our band "Salvation"."

Yan Bi, the first and last work of Salvation, "Never Walk Alone" began the first joint practice.

It's a strange song, with the backing staffing like rock, but the vocals of the two lead singers are a mix of pop and bel canto.

I have to admit that both Zhong Lei and Lu Wei's voices and sense of music belong to the extremes of God's appreciation of food. Even if they don't need to deliberately train, they can hum a rhythm that is out of tune. Those who are relaxed and happy.

However, the voices and styles of the two are slightly different.

Zhong Lei's pronunciation is stronger, and she can play the changes of raising and lowering keys for the same word like a butterfly moving through a flower.

Lu Wei's specialty lies in the explosion of the bottom voice, which is diametrically opposed to her appearance and style. Her voice can be closed and sung tactfully and affectionately, and it can also be suddenly opened to burst out a stormy impact, which is full of contrast.

Of course, Zhong Lei can basically simulate Lu Wei's skills and characteristics perfectly, but since it's a chorus, the two naturally have to make use of their strengths and avoid weaknesses.

In order to coordinate with Zhong Lei, Lu Wei needs to show the ultimate perfection, while Zhong Lei can lift weights more easily.

After the first recording, as Meng Xiaozhou worried, the drum kit became a shortcoming.

While the others had no problem, he himself was very dissatisfied.

Although he is an amateur, he is now the first mate of an internationally renowned entertainment giant with a little appreciation.

"No, no, I haven't practiced for a long time. Come back another day! I'll go back to practice today, and I'll practice tomorrow when I have time! I don't believe it!"

The people announced the dismissal of the meeting and went back to various places.

Meng Xiaozhou went straight to the headquarters of Star Peak Entertainment, and at the same time called to have the percussion instructor hired by the company in place.

He plans to practice hard for a while in the company's studio.

On the third night, after as many as 16 hours of accumulated training time, Meng Xiaozhou barely crossed the threshold of amateur on this song.

He was not reconciled, but Chen Feng and Zhong Lei both stopped him.

The words of the two basically mean the same thing.

Zhong Lei said bluntly: "You have reached the upper limit of your performance level, and there is no improvement in practice. It is better to start directly."

She didn't finish her subtext, she only took a week off at Mason College, and if she delayed it, she had to return to school late, which was not very good.

Chen Feng said: "It's about the mind, not the level."

Actually, Chen Feng's time is tighter than Zhong Lei's.

The time has come to May 25.

Due to the time difference between China and the United States, and Chen Feng running on both sides, his sleep status has also changed, and the time when he falls asleep will change slightly within a day.

But from his many experiences, he knew he was going to "dream" tonight.

Personally, he prefers to listen to the taste of a finished version before going over it.

In this case, when I listen to it again after a thousand years, I will definitely have a deeper feeling.

At ten o'clock this evening, the recording was finally completed.

The Salvation Band announced the temporary disbandment on the spot.

Chen Feng was not in a hurry to go back to sleep. Instead, the pioneer car put Zhong Lei on the direct flight to Los Angeles.

It was one o'clock in the morning when he arrived at the door of Kelai's apartment.

As soon as he stopped the car in the underground parking garage and got off, he heard a calm male alto voice behind him.

"Chen Feng."

He turned his head sharply, and a dark figure rushed towards his face with a whistling sound.

Enemy attack!

Everything is between lightning and flint, but the other party's movements become indescribable slow motion in his eyes, as if time has been pressed to slow down.

The one who came punching at him was a very young square-faced man with sword-brow eyes and a tall stature.

This man's punching movements are tempered, seasoned and ruthless, revealing the flavor of the military.

If I were an ordinary person, I would definitely be hit in the face by this punch, and I would have to peel off my skin if I didn't die.

But in front of Chen Feng, it wasn't enough.

He instantly entered a fighting state, his body tense instantly, and a terrifying killing intent surged into the sky.

His heart pounded violently, a large amount of viscous blood poured out like a torrent of awakening, and a huge amount of energy was quickly sent to all parts of the body.

At the same time, Chen Feng's seemingly slow and fast basic fighting movements have been completed.

Right hand clenched fist, left hand blocked.

Bending his knees, raising his arms, punching straight, he is slamming the door on the other side.

Boom!

But his punch did not hit the opponent in the face, but stopped three millimeters in front of the opponent's door.

This sudden sound was caused by the sudden force of his fists, and the sound waves from the rolling air of his sleeves oscillated.

I don't know when, his left hand has quietly reached out and grabbed the opponent's neck.

The man in front of Chen Feng who took the initiative to throw a fist was first blown by the strong wind, and his face became distorted.

The strong wind dissipated quickly, and his movements froze in place.

He swallowed, his face cold from the wind.

Bean-sized drops of sweat were slowly dripping down the top of his forehead.

At that moment, he almost thought he was going to die.

Chen Feng retracted his hand, looked down at his shattered sleeve, and then looked up at the man in front of him with a suspicious look on his face.

"You... hello. Just kidding, I didn't expect you to react so much."

The man raised his slightly trembling hand.

Chen Feng shook his hand gently, "This joke is quite scary. Who are you? I think you look familiar."

He really felt that the person in front of him was familiar, and he had seen it more than once.

The other party should also feel fortunate that Chen Feng's reaction was fast enough, otherwise he was really in danger just now.

"Lu Wu, Lu Wei is my sister, nice to meet you."

The other party introduced himself.

Chen Feng was stunned at first, "No wonder you look familiar, you and Lu Wei are a bit similar. Hello, hello, do you have anything to do with me?"

Chen Feng didn't tell the truth.

The looks of the siblings are quite different, Lu Wei is gentle, Lu Wu is masculine, and the difference in temperament is even greater.

Chen Feng responded in time and stopped because Lu Wu was more like another person in his memory.

Suddenly, Chen Feng's pupils shrank.

He remembered.

After a thousand years, he once served as Tang Tianxin's immediate boss. In a recent timeline, the child's mother's right-hand man, Venus Commander Lu Xianfeng!

Another thousand-year-old surname matches.

He couldn't hide his surprise.

In multiple timelines, Lu Xianfeng has always been one of the top leaders in the military and political circles.

However, Chen Feng originally thought that only this person was talented enough to become a nail-biter. He had never figured out Lu Xianfeng's bloodline~IndoMTL.com~ Now he knows.

The family behind Lu Wei is indeed very talented. For a thousand years, she has still not fallen into the family position, which is really amazing.

Chen Feng's mood is quite complicated. This situation is somewhat different from the absolute fairness he wants, and he doesn't know if it's good or bad.

But he quickly gave up on the idea.

Just looking at Lu Wei's personality, you can see that the Lu family has a mature system for cultivating the three views of the descendants. If the descendants of this family can be so good, what's the point of prospering forever?

Excellent families cannot continue to inherit, which is unfair in a sense.

After listening to Chen Feng's question, Lu Wu hesitated for a few seconds and said, "There is nothing else, but I am suddenly a little curious and want to get to know you."

Chen Feng nodded, "Now we know each other, then what?"

Lu Wu was taken aback, "Nothing else, goodbye, we will have a chance to eat together later."

After speaking, he turned his head and ran, and soon disappeared.

Chen Feng stood on the spot and took out his mobile phone. After thinking for a few seconds, he still didn't call Lu Wei.

He thought to himself, this man is a god, but it should also represent someone who wanted to test him, but he was so shocked by his punch that he was almost speechless.

Go upstairs and wash up.

Go to bed, sleep.

Before falling asleep, he thought silently.

What will happen this time?

Am I the return of the king, or am I in vain?