I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 193: The year has passed in a hurry
The two chatted for a long time.
Those "dirty" things that others guessed did not happen.
Relying on a stronger memory, after a long period of study and various transportation, I have read too many celebrity biographies in the history of music, and added a lot of basic music theory. Today's Chen Feng is no longer what he used to be. I am so ignorant that I can only carry the first brother of the music world.
Although his talent is average, his basic knowledge has not been what it used to be.
But Chen Feng didn't dare to tell Zhong Leiduo that what he had learned was too complicated and spanned a great deal.
He didn't want to inadvertently say the theory that was hundreds of years later, and the rumbling interfered with Zhong Lei's thinking.
Zhong Lei asked Chen Feng a lot of questions, most of which focused on the detailed understanding of some of the songs on the gold album.
Chen Feng answered cautiously, trying his best to be as metaphysical as possible without revealing anything.
In addition, although he failed to bring "Mororwind" back, he always remembered the melody in his mind, and occasionally he could throw some dry goods along a certain point that Zhong Lei asked by mistake. .
Zhong Lei is still in the growth stage, she is studying advanced music theory hard, and at the same time she begins to figure out these famous songs on the golden album.
After a long time, Zhong Lei closed her notebook, closed her eyes and meditated, as if she had gained something.
"You know what my earliest dream was, right?"
she asked, looking out the window as she spoke.
"Know, change the world with music."
Zhong Lei nodded, "Yes, but I know this dream is out of reach. I don't expect to achieve it in my life."
"You're underestimating yourself again."
Zhong Lei shook her head, "No, I am in awe of art, which is the driving force for me to move forward."
"Okay, what do you think now?"
"I seem to see the dawn." Zhong Lei looked at him with a smile, "It's on you. Every time I communicate with you, I can have a new experience."
Chen Feng rolled his eyes secretly and started to blow again.
It's embarrassing.
He was only slightly blushed when others praised him.
But Zhong Lei's boast made him goosebumps all over.
"Don't do this, it's all your own."
"I can't say that. Before you reminded me, all I wanted was to express the feelings of the created things 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 can get my head around these twenty-seven pieces. Then when I collect more beautiful sounds of nature, I should be successful. I'm just one step away! When the time comes, you have to chase after me. I will pretend to reject you while preparing my wedding dress!”
She smiled sweetly, confidently and unabashedly.
If an ordinary woman is pursued by a man she likes, she usually still wants to get along and see if it is suitable or not.
Zhong Lei is not like this.
The so-called celibate, once moved, will immediately think of a lifetime, without pretense, extremely straightforward.
Chen Feng sat beside her, lifted his legs, and swayed on the edge of the bed.
I really want to tell you.
It's really hard for you to hit the door.
In order to kick this kick, you spent more than fifty years, until you were in your seventies.
When you put on your wedding dress, your hair is already the same color as the wedding dress.
Before you knew it, I tortured you for another fifty years.
Wait a second, let's work together to make Morrowind.
For the sake of humanity, really have to wait.
Perhaps wanting to be a great person in history and leave a strong mark, always have to sacrifice a lot.
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 an individual's gain or loss is more important, usually the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom, depending on the kind of person the decision-maker wants to become.
With Chen Feng's past character, he would not think about it that much.
But now he himself has fallen deeper and deeper into the future.
A person who is not a sage can be ruthless.
Unless it's a natural devil.
Any normal person with a sound mind, in that kind of environment, can't turn a blind eye while watching one comrade after another die generously and never look back again and again.
Chen Feng made his choice, but it was not fair to Zhong Lei.
He said silently in his heart, I'm sorry.
"Chen Feng, your eyes are a little red?" Zhong Lei pointed at him and laughed, "I really didn't see that you were so easily moved."
Chen Feng turned his face away, not daring to look at her.
"I'm not impressed. By the way, I wrote a few more songs."
He quickly changed the subject.
Zhong Lei was surprised and delighted.
She was surprised by Chen Feng's explosive creativity.
The reason for the joy is needless to say.
"Would you like to sing to me?"
she asked.
Chen Feng shook his head, "I won't be ugly with my broken gong voice. Look at the score first, then try to sing it later, and I'll accompany you."
"Okay."
After the two finished speaking, Chen Feng turned on the computer and placed the scores of the three songs in front of Zhong Lei.
Just now, Chen Feng figured out a new way to speed up.
He decided to relentlessly ride his face with a new song.
He once again disrupted Zhong Lei's composition sequence, took out all the seven songs she wrote after the age of 77 in the previous timeline, and slapped all of them directly 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 realm reach the position she should have stood in advance, and grow faster.
The seven songs are "Looking Away", "You, Me, the Universe", "Side by Side", "Flying Ambition", "Love Until Death", "Pure Heart", Don't ask where you came from, don't ask where you're going."
In the previous timeline of these seven songs, Zhong Lei's works in his later years are of different styles, and the quality of a single song 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 been developed for a thousand years, few people can touch this level when inspiration bursts.
Last time, Zhong Lei's artistic career was completely changed by Chen Feng, and the overall trend was completely different.
The total number of her works has dropped significantly, not enough to add up to ten, but each one is strong enough to explode.
In addition to "Moror Wind", a "Divine Comedy" that only re-proved itself in the 26th century, it was "Bathing Fire", "Self Burning" and the following seven songs that established her personal status.
The number is smaller, but it established her in the top ten of the millennium early, because the level of these songs in the back is too high, which makes up for the lack of quantity.
Just like Zhang Ruoxu, who wrote "Spring River, Flowers and Moonlight Night", a solitary chapter that covers the entire Tang Dynasty and only two poems survived.
Everything looks good, but Chen Feng is a little hurt.
You must know that in the past, Zhong Lei's works that survived in the world usually consisted of seventy or eighty pieces, which he forcibly refined into less than ten pieces.
He moved a small part of them, but at least 50 songs have disappeared into the long river of history before he could move them.
When listening to the more than fifty songs that disappeared in the earlier timeline, Chen Feng's gene arousal was not so high, his memory was not strong enough, and he was not able to re-enact it in his heart point-to-point.
Now, even if he still remembers those melodies, and he can restore and recreate them as much as possible on his own, he is definitely not as perfect as Zhong Lei's own composition, and the quality will inevitably decline.
Defects have been created, and missing is forever.
Chen Feng was heartbroken and resolutely copied all of Zhong Lei's remaining works in this timeline to prevent the tragedy from happening again.
As Zhong Lei read the score a little bit, she hummed twice in a low voice from time to time.
A new realm of music that she had never seen or imagined unfolded in front of her like a picture scroll.
This had a great impact on her, and the whole person sank into it, so much so that she couldn't let go of it after reading it.
It took a long time for her to recover, and she looked at Chen Feng like a goose, "I thought you were addicted to business recently, and your creative inspiration has declined. You... this is too scary!"
Chen Feng looked at her calmly.
"Eat first, then you practice songs. When you're almost done, I'll play your songs and try to get the feel. I'll continue to write while you practice songs, and there are four more songs."
"What! There are four more songs of this level?" Zhong Lei fainted on the spot while clutching her chest.
Perhaps a blissful fainting.
Chen Feng silently meditated in his heart.
If the gods really exist, forgive me!
After three days, Chen Feng decided to leave.
It's time to go home.
During these three days, he successfully handed over all the scores of the seven songs to Zhong Lei.
Next, Zhong Lei will continue her studies at Mason College. In addition to her daily study and research gold records, she will also rely on the resources of Mason College to complete the arrangement and accompaniment recording work, and complete the perfection within half a year. Recording, making albums.
In the last life, after Zhong Lei wrote these songs, although her voice was still able to sing, and she sang it herself, she had to admit defeat. No matter how good her voice was when she was older, it couldn't be as ethereal as when she was young.
So this time Chen Feng is also very curious about what effect she will achieve by performing this "Seven Swords Divine Comedy" when she is at the peak of her voice~IndoMTL.com~ In short, the expectation is over.
Chen Feng is here waiting to hear the fairy sing.
The fairy Benxian is worshipping the gods.
As she digested the song, she was deeply moved.
Zhong Lei can feel Chen Feng's amazing feelings.
For the first time, she knew that Chen Feng had such deep feelings for her, and she had seen her long life's journey at a glance for a thousand years.
Zhong Lei is full of infinite longing for the future, and begins to fantasize about the sweet life she will surely usher in after completing the song that Chen Feng wants.
The feelings he hides in these songs are hints to me.
He's encouraging me, telling me that even though things are difficult, there must be a day of success, and after success, the two of us will be as sweet as the emotions revealed in these songs.
This is such a sharp-edged realm, which not only writes through 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 of 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 academy early and took the guitar to the hotel. She pretended to be helping Chen Feng pack her luggage, but she actually came to play the guitar and sing.
"I wrote a new song for you last night. It's called "Die Hard", you must like it."
Chen Feng's treasured underpants wrapped in plastic pockets fell to the ground with a clatter.
Here we go again!
Give me a way to live!