I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

　　 There was a mess of paste in his head, and Chen Feng was not in a state of exhaustion all day.

　　 Fortunately, the work of the apartment housekeeper is very simple and mechanical, and there is no technical content.

　　 And today Chen Feng had good luck, the troublesome things did not appear, only a few small things were dealt with briefly.

　　 In the afternoon, he went to the company to attend the monthly summary meeting, and he was still absent during the meeting.

　　His thoughtful memories of everything in his dream, the more he thinks, the more wrong it is.

　　 As a "traverser", to understand a world, of course, first understand the history of this world.

　　In the dream he spent a lot of thought in this regard.

　　 He divided the history in the dream world into two, taking the time point of his life as the limit.

　　 In the first half of history, the dream world and the real world completely overlapped, exactly the same.

When he woke up, he thought that the dream itself was built on his own worldview, so the history of the first half and the real history must overlap.

　　But is it true that the “history” that happened in the future in the second half of a thousand years from now on?

　　Chen Feng was completely unsure, because the second half of the historical material he could find was very sketchy and had no reference value, even the junior middle school history textbook was not as detailed.

　　 A hundred years of time is summed up in one sentence. The span is too large. It seems to be artificially covered with a layer of fog. There is no important node that can be used to make a fortune.

　　What lottery numbers, stock market trends, important policy changes, demolition and resettlement plans... generally do not.

　　When Chen Feng was still in his dreams, he was puzzled by this, and the historical data could not occupy much hard disk, but there was none.

　　When he woke up to sort out his thoughts, he pondered for a long time and came to a frustrating conclusion.

　　This "history" is false, and it is all imaginary in a dream based on its own worldview.

　　 Start a dream, the content depends on the brain to make up, of course this will be the case.

　　Since history was filled by his own dreams, his beautiful dream of using the unforeseen prophet to make a fortune was broken.

　　 But the songs he listened to, the novels he watched, the movies he watched, and the games he played in his dream as a low-income household were yet another game of truth and perfection.

　　The detailed entertainment resources are in stark contrast with the hazy and obscure historical materials.

　　Chen Feng doesn't feel that he has the talent for creative work, but how can he fill in the entertainment aspects so detailed?

　　 can't figure it out.

　　He had planned to do not understand it, don't think about it, feel at ease to work and regain his true life, and finally opened the door and hit Zhong Lei.

　　Chen Feng didn't know her before, she didn't know what she looked like, she didn't know her origin, and there was no possibility that the brain could make up this person.

　　 But this historical material in the outline of the dream world has also left a name, and it is a big figure that has been known for thousands of years in the art and entertainment field.

　　 She is now by her side!

　　 didn't have a trace of precautions, she appeared so stiff and overbearing.

　　Chen Feng could not calm down.

　　 He started to believe that everything in his dream was true.

　　In the dream, Zhong Lei did not mention Chen Feng, her former apartment housekeeper and neighbor.

　　 can only be because the friendship between the two is too shallow, Zhong Lei soared into the sky, but Chen Feng did not even leave a name for the heat.

　　Chen Feng didn't know that before, and he didn't like dealing with strangers.

　　 But now with this big discovery, how can he not move his heart?

　　Comparing the heart, Da Vinci Picasso or Du Fu's neighbors need to know that they can make a name in the history of the future, can't you think of it?

　　Chen Feng is also a mortal. After all, he doesn't have a higher-tech idea, and he can't do it, but it's stupid to let go of such a successful shortcut of holding thighs!

　　 That's not a normal thick thigh, it's Beethoven living in contemporary!

　　 Now the two are the neighbors of the same apartment, and share the same apartment door. Rounding up is equal to the roommates living together. The first month near the water tower, Chen Feng thinks that he has a great chance.

　　 Zhong Lei is now 21 years old, and is still an unemployed nomad who has just dropped out of college.

　　 When you meet at the end of the day, the friendship is sincere enough.

　　Not to be a boyfriend or a boyfriend, as long as you are deliberately close to each other, then ask for warmth and become a close friend, which will always be useful when you get her in the future.

　　 He didn't expect to be able to follow Qing Shi's name, only to be free after Zhong Lei took off in the future to pull himself.

　　 made up his mind, Chen Feng began to figure out how to make love with Zhong Leitao.

　　He conceived many ways of talking in his mind.

　　 But after a while, he was a little crazy.

　　Because of his relatively special family background, he was quite lonely since childhood, and he was not very good at socializing. There were not many serious friends.

　　Let him take the initiative to approach a opposite sex, even if the purpose is not to be a girl, it is also a bit difficult for the strongman, and it is not suitable.

　　Chen Feng's heart is bitter. Forget it, the boat is naturally straight to the bridgehead, and then he will adapt at random.

　　The company broke up. Chen Feng ate a light meal outside and then went home.

　　 had arrived at about half past seven, and opened the door. He saw Zhong Lei going downstairs and bumped into another face.

　　 She still looks a little confused, it must have been sleeping all day.

　　 She had a light makeup on her face, and did not know what she was going to do.

　　 Chatting a little bit stiff in the morning, Chen Feng smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Good evening."

　　 was suddenly greeted by him, Zhong Lei seemed a little uncomfortable and turned to look at him.

　　 "Oh. Good evening."

　　 Zhong Lei's mouth held for almost ten seconds before he held out his words.

　　 has a flat tone and no emotions, like a robot.

　　Chen Feng is quite satisfied with this, at least the two sides have reached the first serious chat with a hard time.

　　If you are an experienced social player, you will accept it when you know it is good, and continue to talk up next time.

　　 But Chen Feng didn't think so much, Zhangkou asked: "Where are you going to the big night?"

　　 Zhong Lei was surprised for a while, then suddenly it looked like a cat stepped on the tail, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he said stiffly: "Tell you fart."

　　She rolled her eyes fiercely again, even pouted her lips and walked away.

　　 chatted more stiffly than in the morning.

　　Chen Feng froze in place.

　　 He didn't know what he did wrong.

　　Although they are strangers to each other, they can be regarded as neighbors anyway.

　　 "Neuropathy. Take the wrong medicine!"

　　 Several minutes passed before Chen Feng eased his breath.

　　 returned to his room, he was still angry.

　　 said that on the other side, Zhong Lei took a taxi after going out and went to a high-end bar in the central district of Hanzhou City.

　　Because she dropped out of school, she and her family froze.

　　 This means that from now on she has to learn to survive alone, so she found a job and worked as a singer in the bar.

　　She doesn't like the job at all.

　　 As an academic music art student, she was very proud and arrogant. She thought that the work of a bar singer was very low, and regarded it as a shame. But life must continue, even if she is disgusted, but she has to squeeze her nose to recognize it.

　　 So Chen Feng just asked her where she was going, but she actually touched her inner pain.

　　Even though Chen Feng's expression was very serious, she herself felt that Chen Feng had seen through her work, and his smile was full of irony and teasing.

　　 He deliberately ridiculed himself late for his early return to do unjust work.

　　 So Zhong Lei's reaction was so big that he was still sulking when sitting in the car.

　　Zhong Lei's series of psychological activities, Chen Feng is naturally unable to know and can not imagine.

　　The wishful abacus with his thighs just started to play, and he was brutally beaten by Waterloo, making Chen Feng a little frustrated.

　　 Zhong Lei's human nature is too weird, moody, and more lonely than himself. It is extremely difficult to deal with, giving people a sense of inability to eat pumpkin.

　　 "Otherwise?" Chen Feng said to himself.

　　 But he was not reconciled.

　　 That's one of the top 100 people in the history of art in the millennium!

　　Don’t look at the development of the entertainment industry nowadays, there are so many celebrities like dogs, it’s useless to walk around with big wrists.

In the first 50 years of the 21st century, looking at home and abroad, actors, singers, composers, directors, painters, and writers are like Jiang crucian carp, but in the millennium of art history, there are only Zhong Lei and others. People can be in the top 100!

　　 How great this is.

　　 One or two have not been born yet, and Chen Feng cannot always approach the father and mother of these people in advance.

　　 Even if he can do it, but waiting for these people to achieve success, I'm afraid that Chen Feng is almost seventy or eighty.

　　 There are still a few who have been famous for a long time. Chen Feng knows these people, but these people do not know him, and he has no chance to get close to each other.

　　 There are also some painters, but now it is down, Chen Feng can be easily accessed.

　　 But the painter knows all about it. When he is alive, it is unknown. After he dies, he will become more and more popular.

　　For example, this one known by Chen Feng, after three hundred years of death, the world finally recognized his artistic achievements.

　　Three hundred years, Chen Feng and the painter could not wait.

　　Thinking about it, the only person with practical value really has to be Zhong Lei.

　　 "It is said that genius and lunatics are only a line apart. Zhong Lei can achieve such achievements, and there are some unique places in his personality that seem to be taken for granted."

　　Thinking about it, he forgave Zhong Lei again.

　　Going straight is almost impossible, so change the way of thinking and save the country.

　　 This night, Chen Feng turned back and forth and could not sleep.

　　After careful weighing, he slowly came up with a new idea.

　　He decided to copy songs.

　　A whole year spent in a dream is deserted. All day long only for fun, TV movies, novels, games, songs and other leisure and entertainment works have a lot of knowledge, and it is not as good as waste utilization.

　　I just thought that it was wrong to forcibly hold my thigh, so I had to actively explore my own advantages.

　　 First strengthen yourself, then let the thighs of the fledgling stage take the initiative to hug yourself!

　　 Those works I have seen in my dream are my strengths!

　　 So what do I copy?

　　The volume of movies and TV series is too large, and it is difficult to realize.

Fiction?

　　 Too many words, most of him only vaguely remember the vague plot, so that he could not recite it.

　　Reluctantly write a novel according to the vague plot?

　　Don’t be kidding, so many words, how tired it is to write a novel, and it is not necessarily red at this time, and the input-output ratio is too low.

　　Furthermore, the text that everyone typed by himself is destined to have different personal characteristics for each person.

　　 The same thing, let different people talk about it, the taste is also very different.

　　Chen Feng is very self-knowledge, at least he is not this material, and the script is the same.

　　 As for the development of games, it is even more absurd and funny. The investment amount is not small. At the current technological level, it cannot develop the high-end games he has played.

　　 Therefore, comprehensive consideration of many factors, the easiest, the easiest way to realize is copying songs.

　　 It's a pity that Chen Feng is not from the background of art, never studied music before,

　　 Even if he listened to those songs many times, but now he can barely recall some melody, humming intermittently, and out of tune.

　　 But always have to try.

　　Chen Feng developed a plan, first digging into the memory to recall the most impressive song, while learning the basic music theory, trying to restore the song as simple as possible with the simplest tune.

　　 This process is certainly difficult, but he has at least some hazy songs in his mind compared to ordinary people who have nothing.

　　 has another advantage that can't be ignored.

　　 This is clearly the best for Zhong Lei.

　　Now everyone is still a stranger, so it is so difficult to get close.

　　 But if you become a like-minded comrade, you will not be so cruel?

　　Everyone is a neighbor who goes up and down the stairs and can learn together and make progress together. Isn't it beautiful?

　　Chen Feng didn't sleep anymore, jumped up from the bed, turned on the computer and started to write a book.

　　He decided to write down the most important lyrics in his most memorable song that he could open his mouth. He hummed twice before he would forget to look back.

　　 Ten minutes later, he looked at the seven or eight lyrics in front of him and froze.

　　 "Boring"

　　【Broken wine glass\Noisy people pile\On this cold night\A few people are alone and drunk

　　You smile, my makeup is too thick\I laugh, you can’t understand\If you don’t have more blush\How can you sink into the daydream...】

　　 This is Zhong Lei's song, but it is not her masterpiece. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is her early work.

　　 lyrics and tunes are very immature, but she is very touching under the interpretation of her wonderful voice and perfect emotional burst singing.

　　 This song is not of a high level of creation and can have an impact. It is all up to the singer himself to sing well.

　　 This song, when Chen Feng first listened to it, seemed to be sung out as a lonely and lonely worker in real life.

　　 At the time, he had a deep feeling. He didn't expect that the first time he remembered it was "Boring" after a lapse of half a year.

　　 Could my first copy be the song of Zhong Lei?

　　 Could this be too much?

　　 Would she already write it, but did not publish it?

and many more!

　　If she hasn't written it now, and will write it in the future, does this song represent her state of mind in the next period?

　　If I write it and sing it to her, should it make her feel like meeting and hating late?

　　 Will she treat me as a confidant?

　　 When she sang my song red, did my thighs hold on?

　　 Also, she seems to have just moved in, it should not be long before she quit school.

　　 Now she goes out at night and comes back in the morning.

　　 She doesn't seem to like clubbing, so combined with her resume, is she sang in the bar?

　　After singing a song for a while in the bar, she was tired of life, so she wrote this "boring" with the bar as the background.

　　Chen Feng used his brain to develop his reasoning ability comparable to Conan of Edogawa, and madly analyzed the situation. It really gave him a right guess.

　　 So I started to write now and show her in a few days, it's time!

　　 In the end he didn't respond to why Zhong Lei was angry before.