I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

In the history of civilization, there have been many good stories of joint creation passed down from generation to generation.

But the grand occasion of two major musicians who have reached the level of top ten and top 100 co-writing a song is unprecedented.

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

However, at this time, the two victims did not have much feelings in their hearts.

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

Both of them are very peaceful and know that their future achievements are only a matter of time.

If you think you can achieve your future achievements by doing nothing now, that is a fool's errand.

Furthermore, is that your limit?

I can't do better?

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

"You guys talk first while we go get busy. Don't leave yet. Wait for us for two hours."

Zhong Lei said hello and ran back to the back room hand in hand with Lu Wei.

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

Everyone looked at Chen Feng with doubts and amusement in their eyes.

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

He said this, but felt inexplicably panicked in his heart.

Since yesterday, he felt that Zhong Lei and Lu Wei were acting weird and didn't know what they were doing.

He had a terrible suspicion in his mind, but he thought it was unlikely.

Chen Feng said again: "Forget it, it's okay, don't worry about them. I just heard them talking about preparing and writing a song, with Lu Wei writing the lyrics and Zhong Lei composing the music."

Ryan: "That's it. It's worth looking forward to."

Fatty Ou smiled at first, "Master is here, so we can just do whatever we want."

But he reacted immediately.

Something seems wrong, our master is a copycat.

Master himself said that the most classic parts of the songs he wrote were originally copied by Zhong Lei.

Sister Lu Wei is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.

The fat man immediately exclaimed, "Damn it! Masters join forces, do I have the country? If not, I have to go. Even if I become a clerk to gain a good reputation, I can also appear in the history books in the future... Ouch... Ouch!" "

Fatty Ou, who was so shameless that he was better than his master, was pulled back by Chen Feng's ear, "Save it, as long as you don't do anything, you can already make your greatest contribution. You must be safe and sound." Someone who can leave his name in history."

Fatty Ou suddenly felt so sad that he squatted in the corner and drew circles.

He always felt that the master was targeting him and wanted to refute, but he remembered the "facts" in the future and was unwilling and powerless.

The fat man thought about it carefully. The master brought others on board because he was optimistic about everyone's abilities, but no matter which angle he looked at it, it was just to keep himself away from the opportunity to cheat his father.

It may also have some meaning of friendship. As perhaps the biggest guanxi householder in history, Fatty is both happy and unhappy at the same time.

"Master, can you tell me a little more about my future? Really, I am so unwilling to do so. I also really want to do more to help you."

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

The fat man thought for a moment, "But the words Ou Guohua's son must be ranked first. I'm not convinced. I can't seem to suppress my father's charm just by singing."

As a cheating party member with ideals, it is quite distressing that his father is too strong.

Chen Feng glared at him, "What's going on? Are you a traitor and want to rebel? I'm warning you, don't touch Ouhe Group."

Realizing that his words were too harsh and shocking, Chen Feng thought about it again and gave him a new idea, "How about when your eldest child is born, how many more children will you and your wife have?"

One of Fatty's bloodlines left behind Ou Qinglan. If this time, there could be an extra litter of Ou Qinglan, wouldn't it be...

Don't tell me, Chen Feng himself was excited by this idea, "Come on, my dear disciple! Master will give you some good medicine to replenish your health later, work harder!"

Fatty Ou slowly came to his senses and thought of Ou Qinglan, a descendant who played a very important role in Chen Feng's story. He felt proud and sad at the same time.

"Oh my god, isn't it...I...I can..."

He was twisted, and there was something not quite right about him.

Fatty suddenly wanted to cry, "Can I do anything else?"

Chen Feng was really stumped by him, "Can you be nice to your dad? It's really hard for an old man."

After all, Fatty Ou couldn't withstand Chen Feng's series of blows. He covered his face and ran out. He probably needed some time to calm down.

Meng Xiaozhou couldn't help but be a little worried, "Is he okay?"

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, don't look at him like this. Maybe Fatty's psychological endurance is the strongest here. No matter how bad he is in this life, he can still be known as the founder of post-modern folk songs. Hehehe... …”

As he spoke, Chen Feng couldn't help but chuckle. The injury he sustained last night because this guy was showing off the baby in Song Siyu's belly suddenly healed with the help of medicine.

Realizing that he was a bit exposed, Chen Feng quickly restrained himself and became serious again, "Ahem, let's ignore him for now."

Meng Xiaozhou said again: "Actually, I also have some doubts in my heart. I just want to ask, boss, if you can tell me or not."

Meng Xiaozhou asked about Chen Feng's rescue of Zhong Lei and Meng Wanyue.

Chen Feng said: "The situation is more complicated. In the original timeline, Zhong Lei would not take Wanyue's car to the airport that day, only Wanyue would drive to pick you up. Car accidents would still happen, and Wanyue would die. I don't I know how this incident ultimately affected you. That history has been lost, but Zhong Lei was deeply touched by it and felt sad for a long time."

"In the timeline we have experienced, because I changed the future, Zhong Lei got into the car. I couldn't let her die, so I took action. I forcibly changed history and saved both Zhong Lei and Wanyue. At the same time, I also changed your destiny and poached you from Hua Teng Group into my hands. I am not sure what achievements you can achieve in Hua Teng Group, but I am conceited and think that you can do more with me. ."

Meng Xiaozhou thought for a long time, "If Wanyue died because she came to pick me up, my character would be greatly affected and I would fall into the shadow of self-blame. Even if I went to Huateng Group, I might not have performed as well in the previous few years. That would be great. Your changes to the timeline should have no negative impact."

Chen Feng nodded, "These are all speculations made with the benefit of hindsight and cannot be counted. 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 preserve your fighting spirit. It also allowed Zhong Lei to avoid the pain of losing her best friend, which was a huge benefit and no harm."

Meng Xiaozhou nodded, "Yes, thank you."

"There's no need to say more if you want to thank me. After all, you all have to sacrifice your lives for me."

Ryan and Meng Xiaozhou looked at each other and smiled.

"That's true."

Chen Feng continued: "Everyone knows how complicated time is. In a sense, every time I take action, I may be demolishing the east wall to repair the west wall, so when I am not completely sure, I usually will not distort the fate of others. But I am not always so selfless, I will become more selfish for you."

"You cannot take it lightly, because this does not mean that you will not encounter danger. For example, in the past timeline, I would not call you all here at this moment, but today I call you here, change I have decided on your schedule. But if you walk out now and stand arrogantly 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 engage in stocks and lotteries in the first place, and don't ask me about the results of the World Cup. Compared to what we are going to do, these are insignificant details. Even, what will happen in the next few decades? Whether China is stronger or the United States is stronger is still a matter of detail. Our changes to the future are the accumulation of countless millennia, focusing on the millions of years of civilization's foundation, and don't care about short-term gains and losses."

Chen Feng's last words were mainly meant for Meng Xiaozhou.

He still showed a very strong national consciousness. Chen Feng appreciated this very much, but at the same time, he also 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 calling to consult about the project establishment and location 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 left to Meng Xiaozhou.

Originally, Meng Xiaozhou was going back to the company to host a meeting today, but the big boss Chen Feng personally tied him up here.

He immediately sat next to him, turned on his computer and held a conference call on the spot, "Boss, you guys talk first."

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

"Um."

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

"Ryan, do you still admire me now?"

Chen Feng asked with a smile.

Ryan replied without hesitation: "Even more admiration."

This is a bit beyond Chen Feng's expectation, "Oh? How do you say this? You know that I copied it and you admire it?"

Ryan smiled, "Ordinary people go to the future and read everything from heaven. The fact that you can learn these things and use your brain to put them back is your ability, which means that your grasp of knowledge is strong enough. Your ability in knowledge is actually on par with your achievements in combat."

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

Ryan asked again: "You will also be a knowledge leader in the future. Right?"

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

At this time, 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 behind his back and said seemingly indifferently: "I did serve as the dean of a certain academy of sciences in the thirty-first century."

I don’t want to change my name in business, but I don’t want to change my surname. This is President Chen of the Academy of Historical Sciences.

Ryan: "Can you tell me about the scientific theory of the thirty-first century? I'm very 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 went back to ancient times and told Archimedes that light is not a straight line, but a wave. What would happen to him? "

Ryan: “Either you think other people are crazy, or you’re crazy.”

"Yes, so I will also observe your progress. I can't give you too far knowledge in advance, which will break your existing knowledge structure. But I will always guide you so that you can display your true talents. "

"Of course, thank you." Ryan nodded heavily, "You are the first galactic human, and I can't tell you how much I envy you. Even if I am not as good as you, if I can be like the Mr. Dong Shan you call me In that way, as a nearly 200-year-old scholar, how much more can you do and how much more can you learn?"

"I want to explore the mysteries of the universe. I want to see how the formula of unified force is expressed. I want to know the mystery of the world under quarks. I want to know the limits of human genes. I want to see that magnificent Dyson membrane you mentioned. , I want to see the huge space station that spans thousands of kilometers, I want to drive a small spaceship to see the sun up close, and I want to tour the rings of Saturn."

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

As Ryan spoke, his tone became choked with sobs, "It's a pity that I am born today and have no hope in this life."

He looked up at the sky in the distance, "But that's okay. 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 now go to heaven and earth, and transmit sounds thousands of miles away, , if you can save the mother from amniotic fluid embolism, if you can save the lives of ordinary people from the terrible plague, you will definitely be as satisfied as me."

"Chen Feng, this time I will work harder and spend my whole life laying a solid foundation for you. I will work hard when you go to the future."

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 musical notes in her hand, her face full of joy.

She looked at Zhong Lei with some inexplicable admiration.

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

She uses the rhythms of various musical instruments so skillfully, and the embedding and reorganization of every chord makes Lu Wei amazed.

She seemed to be able to see pieces of colorful rainbow bricks flying from the void and stacking together to form a beautiful palace.

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

She possesses an astonishing explosive power of creation, and she has a superb mastery of various musical instruments and even the timbres and pitches found in nature. This is an absolute talent that no one else can envy.

At the same time, she maintained an incredibly high passion for creation, which lasted throughout her life until the end of her life.

I really chose an impeccable and strong opponent for myself.

Bang bang!

Zhong Lei clapped her hands, "Everyone, we have finished writing the song. We will finalize it once and for all, no revisions will be made."

Chen Feng then remembered to ask: "What's the name of the song?"

Lu Wei replied: "Never walk alone."

Chen Feng was startled at first, then overjoyed.

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

Cooperation, teamwork, community of destiny...

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

In the previous timeline, when he saw with his own eyes the dual effects of "Morrowind" and "Bearing on the Edge", indirectly causing a war of spokespersons, he once thought about whether he could quietly seduce Zhong Lei to write a novel and promote personal heroism. The colorful "Bearing Out" are conflicting works that advocate teamwork.

He couldn't ask for it directly, because the forced melon wasn't sweet after all, and what he wrote in the essay would be less spiritual, and it might not be able to compete with "The Sharp Edge".

He needed to subtly guide Zhong Lei's thinking and let her have creative impulses on her own. However, this kind of directional operation was too refined. Chen Feng did not intend to accomplish it all at once. He was prepared to take his time and leave it to chance.

He didn't expect that things would fall into place after he showed his cards face to face today and pulled everyone else on board.

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

Lu Wei was famous for her creative talents in the past.

Therefore, Chen Feng has unlimited expectations for "Never Walk Alone", a collaboration between the two.

"Okay! Very good! Great! Now are you going to the studio to record? Will you two sing a duet? Release a single?"

Chen Feng asked cheerfully.

Half an hour later...

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

Why did I sell myself too?

I don’t know whether it was Lu Wei or Zhong Lei’s idea. Anyway, the two of them agreed. This song cannot be performed by others, and all six people present must participate.

The result was two female vocalists.

At the same time, Zhong Lei serves as the bassist and Lu Wei serves as the associate guitarist.

Fatty Ou didn't get a chance to sing, but luckily he can play the piano well.

Ryan is also considered an insider, and is good at playing keyboards.

Chen Feng himself serves as the lead guitarist.

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

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

Zhong Lei and Lu Wei said that the main intention of writing this song was to hope that Chen Feng could still hear it a thousand years later, and that when listening to these songs, they could think of the scene when the six of them recorded together, and always remember the twenty-first century. There were five other comrades walking alongside him.

So the recording environment doesn’t matter, you don’t have to go to a recording studio, and it doesn’t matter if the accompanist’s level fluctuates.

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

Before the first recording, Fatty Ou, who was inexplicably obsessed with naming, suddenly said: "We are quite similar to a band. Give our band a name."

Zhong Lei nodded, "It's a good idea, otherwise it wouldn't be easy to sign this song."

Everyone looked at Chen Feng.

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

Yanbi, the first and last song of Salvation, "Never Walk Alone", started practicing together for the first time.

This song is very strange. The accompaniment is like rock music, but the singing style of the two lead singers is a combination of popular music and bel canto.

I have to admit that Zhong Lei and Lu Wei both have the best voices and sense of music. Even if they don't have to train hard, they can make the listener feel relaxed and happy just by humming a few tuneless rhythms.

But their voices and styles are slightly different.

Zhong Lei's transposition is stronger, and she can change the key rising and falling keys in the same word like a butterfly moving through a flower.

Lu Wei's specialty lies in the outburst of her voice, which is completely opposite to her appearance and style. Her voice can be condensed to sing gracefully and affectionately, and it can also suddenly open up to burst out with impact like a stormy wave, which is full of contrast.

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

To coordinate with Zhong Lei, Lu Wei needs to be in the ultimate perfect state, while Zhong Lei can do it more easily.

After the first recording was completed, just as Meng Xiaozhou worried, the drum set became a shortcoming.

Others didn't have any objections, but he himself was very dissatisfied.

Although he is an amateur, he is now the first mate of an internationally renowned entertainment giant and has some appreciation.

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

Everyone announced the adjournment of the meeting and went back to their respective places.

Meng Xiaozhou went straight to the Xingfeng Entertainment headquarters and called the company's full-time percussion instructor to be in place.

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

On the third night, after 16 hours of accumulated training, Meng Xiaozhou could barely pass the amateur threshold on this song.

He was still unwilling, but Chen Feng and Zhong Lei both told him to stop.

What they both mean basically means the same thing.

Zhong Lei said bluntly: "You have reached the upper limit of your playing level. You will not improve even if you practice again. It is better to start directly."

She didn't finish her subtext. She only took a week's leave at Mason College. If she delayed it any longer, she would have to return to school overdue, which was always not good.

Chen Feng said: "What matters is the mind, not the level."

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

The time has come to May 25th.

Due to the time difference between China and the United States, and the fact that Chen Feng travels in both directions, his sleeping conditions also change. The time when he falls asleep will change slightly throughout the day.

But based on his many experiences, he knew that he would be "dreaming" tonight.

He personally prefers to listen to the taste of the finished product before going over there.

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

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

The Salvation Band announced its temporary disbandment on the spot.

Chen Feng was not in a hurry to go back to sleep, but took the lead in taking Zhong Lei to the direct flight to Los Angeles.

By the time he arrived at the door of Ke Lai's apartment, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

As soon as he parked the car and got out of the car in the underground parking garage, he heard a calm male voice coming from behind him.

"Chen Feng."

He turned his head sharply, and a black shadow came towards him with the sound of whistling wind.

Enemy attack!

Everything was flashing, but the other party's movements became indescribable slow motion in his eyes, as if time had been pressed on the slow-down button.

The person who was punching him was a very young man with a square face, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a tall build.

This man's fist-swinging movements were refined, experienced and ruthless, and exuded a military aura.

If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely have been hit in the face by this punch, and his skin would have peeled off even if he didn't die.

But in front of Chen Feng, it was not enough.

He instantly entered a fighting state, his body tensed up instantly, and terrifying murderous intent soared into the sky.

His heart pounded violently, and a large amount of viscous blood poured out as if he was awakened in a torrent, and huge energy was quickly sent to all parts of his body.

At the same time, Chen Feng's basic fighting movements, which seemed slow but were actually fast, had been completed.

Make a fist with your right hand and block with your left hand.

Bend your knees, raise your arms, punch straight, and hit the opponent's front door.

Bang!

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

The loud noise was caused by his fist suddenly thrust out with too much force, and the sound waves caused by the air being rolled up by his sleeves.

At some point, his left hand quietly reached out and grabbed the other person's neck.

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

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

He swallowed, his face feeling cold from the wind.

Big drops of sweat were slowly dripping down his forehead.

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

Chen Feng retracted his hand, looked down at his torn sleeves, and then looked up at the man in front of him with suspicion on his face.

"Hello... I was just kidding, I didn't expect you to react so much."

The man raised his slightly trembling hand.

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

He really felt that the person in front of him looked familiar. He had seen him before more than once.

The other party should also feel lucky that Chen Feng's reaction was quick enough, otherwise he would have been in great danger just now.

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

The other person introduced himself.

Chen Feng was stunned at first, "No wonder you look familiar, you and Lu Wei are a bit alike. 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 their temperaments are even more different.

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

Suddenly, Chen Feng's pupils shrank sharply.

He remembered.

Thousands of years later, he once served as Tang Tianxin's immediate boss, and in the most recent timeline, the child's mother's right-hand man, Venus Commander Lu Xianfeng!

Another surname that spans thousands of years is matched.

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 thought that it was only because of his outstanding talent that he could become a key householder, and he had never figured out Lu Xianfeng's pedigree.

Now he knows.

The family behind Lu Wei is indeed very talented. It is really amazing that the family is still in poverty and poverty after a thousand years.

Chen Feng's mood is quite complicated. This situation is somewhat different from the absolute fairness he wants. He doesn't know whether this is good or bad.

But he soon gave up on the idea.

Just looking at Lu Wei's character, we can see that the Lu family has a complete set of mature systems for cultivating their descendants. If the descendants of this family can be so outstanding, what's wrong with lasting prosperity?

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

After listening to Chen Feng's question, Lu Wu hesitated for a few seconds and said, "There's nothing else to do. I'm just curious and want to get to know you."

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

Lu Wu was taken aback, "Nothing else. Goodbye. We'll have dinner together when we get the chance."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away, and soon disappeared.

Chen Feng stood there and took out his cell phone. He thought about it for a few seconds, but in the end he still didn't call Lu Wei.

He thought to himself that this man was a righteous man, but he probably also represented someone who wanted to test him, but he was so shocked by the power of his punch that he was almost speechless.

Go upstairs and wash up.

go to bed.

Before falling asleep, he thought silently.

What will happen this time?

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

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