I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

"Feng Mang Lu" is Zhong Lei's fourth heavyweight work after "Bath Fire", "Self-Burning" and "Morning Breeze".

　　 She doesn't feel so proud.

　　 Today's "Feng Mang Lu" is not a finished product, but a coherent melody and lyrics that are relatively rough to Zhong Lei.

　　 She just couldn't restrain her inner excitement, eager to share it as soon as possible, only to get treasure in front of Chen Feng, just wanted to get his simple praise.

　　Because Zhong Lei is very clear, even if he then strives to perfect "Feng Mang Bi Lu" to the extreme, it can only be compared with the seven songs such as "Yuan Wang" and so on that Chen Feng gave her.

　　Dare not dare to be arrogant, after all, how dare the light of rice grains compete with Haoyue.

　　After going back last night, she kept reminiscing the seven songs in her heart, and the more she thought, the more she was shocked.

　　 The layered melody interlocks, and there is an energetic vibe in the exquisiteness.

　　 The kind of being in the world, but with a thousand years of heart, trying to shoulder the spirit of human prosperity.

The countless creative ideas hidden in the "Seven Sword Divine Comedy", although the bursting inspiration that rushed to Xiaohan was not clearly distinguished by her, but directly skipped the stage of logic, soaked her heart, ambushed like a seed In her heart, she took root.

　　At the same time the seeds came out, they stubbornly shattered some hard shells covering her thinking.

　　When the clock lays, the heart pounds.

　　She has a turbulent water in her heart, and her violent emotions need to be expressed. All the melodies in her mind are like tigers. She finally jumped on the paper and became the prototype of "Frozen."

　　 In this song, she vented her admiration for Chen Feng to the extreme, praising Chen Feng’s quirky wizards and the feeling of heaven and earth.

　　 After a long time, Zhong Lei pressed the string, put down the guitar, blushing and asked Chen Feng, "How?"

　　Chen Feng fell into a long silence.

　　 He has tasted countless songs, and after becoming a galaxy human, his thinking and the mystery of the universe are more closely connected under the subconscious level, so his current appreciation ability is worthy of the name of Master Chen Feng.

　　 He came out.

　　 There is an unstoppable sharpness in the song, which can make the listener have a strong resonance and have a clearer understanding of his own talent.

　　 is different from "Bathfire", "Self-Burning" and "Morning Breeze".

　　 The expected length of only five minutes, "Feng Mang Lu", can make the truly talented people become more confident, but also more paranoid, unconsciously produce greater ambition and fighting spirit.

　　However, when the mediocre heard this song, they only nodded with emotion.

　　 "Oh, this is a good song."

　　 That's all.

　　 On a certain level, the realm of this song is a bit selfish, not much help for mediocre people.

　　 But this can't blame Zhong Lei.

　　Because she writes songs, this is the "god" in her heart.

　　 When she burst out of inspiration and creation, she did not consider mortals at all.

　　Chen Feng was old, and Zhong Lei was a little nervous.

　　 Alas, I have tried so hard, but I still can't impress him quickly.

　　You are really strict.

　　Chen Feng suddenly reached out and gently touched her face, "Zhong Lei, thank you for writing me a song, very good."

　　 He tried his best to restrain his emotions and was extremely effective.

　　 "No thanks! I'll listen to you when I'm all done!"

　　 Zhong Lei was immediately shy, picked up things and ran out.

　　 Then she turned back and waved her fist, "Although we haven't established a relationship yet, you and Ryan pay attention to me."

　　 Having finished speaking, she turned around and rushed out of the door, almost hitting one of the two casual women bodyguards who were watching at the door.

　　Chen Feng smiled, then sat back on the bed and started to stay.

　　He changed his strategy again.

　　He had previously planned to find a way to play "Morning Breeze" for 20 years regularly from 2500 to 2520, and then turn it off.

　　 But the last time it was successfully played, it was the credit of Frankie, who was born by chance.

　　I want to turn it off after 20 years of playing, how easy is it?

　　 Even if he pretends to be a prophet, he may not be able to use it.

　　If the world is so obedient, Chen Feng only needs to learn from the failed prophet predecessor Nostradamus and write a long prophecy book.

　　Now, Zhong Lei has come up with "Feng Mang Lu".

　　 Then there is no need to close "Morning Breeze".

　　 In the next millennium, there will surely be people who will realize the effects of "Feng Mang Lu", especially those who are top smart.

　　 These people can easily resonate strongly with this song and be inspired by it.

　　 Then, the possibility that history gave birth to the great leader that Chen Feng wanted was also improved by one point.

　　Chen Feng is more jealous of Zhong Lei.

　　 I worked as hard as I could and became a galaxy human being. Only then can I achieve today's achievements, and dare to say that my journey is the sea of ​​stars.

　　 She was better.

　　 In this small space, in the short two-point line of Mason College and the hotel, and in the short time line of three days and three nights, she once again used the strings in her hands to radiate for thousands of years.

　　 You are almost flying!

　　You are going to soar in the universe and ride the dust!

　　 Packed properly, walked out of the hotel door, Chen Feng called the bodyguards hired by the two heavy money.

　　 An inconspicuous black aunt and a beautiful white girl with a fashionable and sturdy figure stood up from the tea restaurant by the window.

　　 Looking up at the place where the two were drinking coffee, they could see the only gate of Mason College.

　　Chen Feng originally planned to stay here until Zhong Lei finished his studies at Mason College, but now he has something to do temporarily and has to go back.

　　The harassment of Wang Xilei a few days ago gave Chen Feng a wake-up call. After all, this is not a domestic country, it is a legal United States, so be careful to drive thousands of years.

　　 He first told Zhong Lei Qian Dingwan Wan, if he is not here, do not usually take a half step out of Mason College.

　　Although Zhong Lei was puzzled, she also agreeably agreed.

　　 It's not over yet, Chen Feng has spent a lot of money from the top three security companies in the United States to invite these two different styles of black and white.

　　Why not ask a male bodyguard?

　　Can a male bodyguard follow up the female toilet?

　　 "Hello Mr. Chen."

　　 "Hi, boss."

Chen Feng nodded and said, "You are one of the best bodyguards in the United States. Professionally, I believe in your ability. But I still want to emphasize again that I am a very demanding perfectionist. I hope you are worthy of each of me $200,000 monthly salary."

　　 "Good Mr. Chen."

　　 "No problem boss, are you going to the airport? Do you need me to send you?"

　　Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "I said, you are only responsible for her safety, which is truly perfect. As for my safety? In this world, no one can hurt me, so you don't need to worry about it."

　　After speaking, Chen Feng left.

　　Galactic human beings are so inflated.

　　 Invincible feeling is so ordinary and boring.

　　嘭!

　　 Then he kicked his finger on the marble threshold outside the hotel door.

　　 hiss...

　　 This threshold is not human!

　　When Chen Feng walked up and down, the black buddy driver standing at the door of the business car whistled, "Mr. Chen, you are really active."

　　Chen Feng glared at him angrily, and got into the car, "Shut up, Paul. What happened to the house that met your needs?"

　　The black guy was the driver who Chen Feng drove when he arrived here, and Paul Powell, a part-time Los Angeles real estate agent who claimed to be the top ten.

　　 "Sorry, Mr. Chen, your request is too high. Recently, no billionaire wants to sell his property."

　　 "Okay, don't worry, this is my CEO Meng Xiaozhou's phone. You save it and contact him when there is a suitable house."

"Ok."

　　 Arrive at the airport and get off.

　　Ryan is talking with several Chinese in suits and suits outside the door of the airport lobby.

　　 This is why Chen Feng had to return to his country.

　　Ryan wants to advance the China-US project that he used to match.

　　 Roller wanted to promote Sino-US cooperation.

　　After escaping from life to death, Roller's impression of Chen Feng and China was even better.

　　 So he made a decision in the hospital, changed the cooperation conditions again, made a greater degree of concessions, and allowed the joint venture established by the two parties in the United States to be controlled by China, and agreed not to form a union.

　　 The rules for cooperation between the two parties have undergone major changes, and Ryan, who acts as an intermediary, has to go back to participate in high-level consultations with relevant domestic leaders to promote the project.

　　Chen Feng was an indispensable thinker, and he rushed back to drag Ryan into his upcoming cooperation with Ouhe Group.

　　Ryan was only pleased that he could be on the same plane with Chen Feng and had more time to communicate, but did not expect Chen Feng's abacus to crack all the time.

　　 boarded the plane, changed positions with domestic officials, and Chen Feng sat next to Ryan.

　　 first talked a lot about the "Morning Breeze" project.

In these days, Zhong Lei and Chen Feng have entered the country for a long time, and Ryan has not been idle in Boston alone. In addition to completing his own work~www.readwn.com~ Knowledge with psychology.

　　 Chen Feng was very pleased with this.

　　Because in the next fifty years, Zhong Lei was not a completely independent "Morning Breeze".

　　In addition to Master Chen's gongs and drums to boost morale, the academic support provided by Ryan also played a great role in helping to eliminate wrong answers.

　　 "Morning Breeze" talked about the same, Chen Feng pretended to ask: "How many days do you plan to stay in Beijing this time?"

Ryan doesn’t have to look at the itinerary. "Twenty days. After the model is changed, both parties must make additional investments. Factory drawings need to be redrawn. I want to follow up the progress, so I will participate in the nine-day work at the Industrial Design Institute of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Then I As a visiting professor at Tsinghua University, I will participate in some longitudinal studies in applied physics."

　　 "Then you are going back home?"

　　Ryan nodded, "Yes. Things in Boston need a complete ending."

　　Chen Feng suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Ryan with his old silver coins.

　　 "Friend, have you heard of room temperature superconducting metal?"

　　Ryan stunned, "How come I haven't heard? This is one of my dreams."

　　Chen Feng nodded, using a tone familiar to Ryan.

　　 "Busy Beijing, let's go to Hanzhou. I have some ideas, but I'm immature. When I sort out the ideas, we will discuss them together."

　　Ryan was even more confused, "Chen Feng you..."

　　 "Why, only allow you a scientist to compose. Do you not allow me a musician to come up with some whims in science?"