Chapter 151

Since then, a heated discussion broke out in the private room of this high-end private restaurant.

Chen Feng acts as an intermediary and is responsible for throwing bricks and attracting jade to control the overall situation.

This big discussion was cut in by Zhong Lei from the perspective of sound art, while Ryan explained it from the perspective of science.

People began to focus on the impact of sound on people's thinking, and then discussed the possibility that sound can more finely control the secretion of human hormones, dopamine and other neurotransmitters.

This is a huge topic, and the three launched an extensive and accurate discussion.

Although Zhong Lei is never arrogant, Chen Feng knows that she is now the most gifted person in the world.

Ryan's ability is no less impressive.

He has a wide range of knowledge, and what is more terrifying is that almost all of them are proficient.

Although his achievements in other disciplines can not match his essence in mathematics and Applied Physics, he has also reached the level of university lecturer or above.

Ryan's potential can reach the level of omniscient scientist and great master, which is almost impossible to be born in later generations.

Zhong Lei: "sound is a kind of wave, which can cause resonance in the brain and then secrete substances..."

"Yes, but we need to go back to the perspective of the human body. What kind of wavelength and frequency can promote the secretion of neurotransmitters? Neurotransmitters in the human body include... The parts in charge of different emotions and functions in the human brain... The process of these neurotransmitters transmitting information from birth to walking along the nerve..."

After hearing this, Chen Feng was almost a little confused.

He learned profound science and technology after 800 years, but he didn't learn very well, and there was a gap in knowledge for hundreds of years.

If he can't connect the two ends, he has no choice.

But he doesn't care much. He can't understand it. These two people can understand it.

On the way, the waiter came and told them that the restaurant was leaving work.

Chen Feng took out $50000 and asked the waiter and his boss to work overtime decisively.

The big discussion lasted until 3:40 a.m.

Ryan went back to Beverly Hills, and Chen Feng and Zhong Lei went back to Mason college by helicopter.

Zhong Lei didn't talk much all the way. Obviously, she was still immersed in the heated discussion just now.

When Chen Feng sent her downstairs to the dormitory and was ready to go upstairs, she suddenly regained her mind and looked back at Chen Feng with sharp eyes.

"Wait, I know it's difficult, but I will succeed! I'm waiting for the day you chase me back, and then I must refuse you three times before I promise!"

Chen Feng smiled.

"Then you have to refuel. We only have a few decades to wait."

"Nonsense!"

Zhong Lei turned around, akimbo, took a firm step and went upstairs.

Chen Feng shook his head with a smile and walked back with a happy mood.

Now he is very glad that he saved Ryan.

What is the most important thing in the 21st century?

Talent!

What kind of talent is most important?

Talents who can be used for me!

He knows what he did.

By chance and by himself, he saved people twice. He kept the important fire.

He fished Ryan out from under the coffin.

He dragged two people who were completely irrelevant and impossible to meet to his side.

One is the top ten artists in the millennium, and the other is that although he died young, the upper limit of talent seems to be comparable to Sergei's top scientists.

Now these two capable generals are in their prime of life, the most agile thinking and the most creative stage.

Moreover, he also found a perfect occasion, brewing a perfect atmosphere, so that the two people burst out their strongest fighting spirit in the competition with each other.

Of course, the main reason is that Zhong Lei is not convinced.

She refused to accept her "rival".

This has nothing to do with Chen Feng's explanation.

Anyway, she was very unhappy when she looked at Ryan. She thought this man was robbing herself of a man.

As for Ryan, his EQ may be a little low and he didn't notice Zhong Lei's hostility, but his scientific literacy and instinct as a scholar will make him involuntarily produce corresponding independent thinking and express his position and views in the face of doubt and scientific discussion.

During the discussion between the two, Chen Feng seemed to see the lightning sparks produced by the collision of thinking on the dinner table.

The sparks of both men converged on their own conductor.

Even better, Ryan was completely intrigued by Chen Feng's great idea.

When the discussion ended, he was still full of ideas.

Ryan said to Chen Feng: "Chen Feng, I always thought you were just a music producer. Now I want to apologize to you. Your pursuit is so great! I am willing to be a follower of your idea like Zhong Lei! If we can really create such a song, we can selectively provide it to specific audiences. We can make devotees more focused and aspirants more motivated ! this is of great help to the development of human civilization! "

Chen Feng nodded first.

He remembered the cruel survival of the fittest model thousands of years later.

He said tentatively: "in fact, there is no need to choose the audience? You can also listen to everyone? Let the decadent people who waste light and shadow be more decadent, so they can be eliminated earlier, which is also good for civilization?"

Ryan pondered a little, did not agree or refute, but said, "that belongs to another subject. I am not good enough in anthropology to determine whether the ultimate result of stripping diversity is good or bad."

Chen Feng nodded and stopped questioning.

In fact, this question has not been answered correctly after a thousand years.

Of course, the situation envisaged by Ryan will only cause trouble in the first 500 years.

If it can be done, then 500 years later, it will naturally have to be broadcast indiscriminately on all channels for everyone to listen to.

At that time, we did not ask for merit but for no fault. As long as we could eliminate the infiltration of the song of the world and maintain human creativity, it would be a great achievement.

Because there was a breakthrough in things, in the next few days, Chen Feng did not hurry to return home, but lived in Los Angeles for a long time and only remotely controlled domestic actions.

Meng Xiaozhou had to take charge of the overall situation in China for a while. In the twinkling of an eye, he got a big business in Los Angeles to sell songs and earn US dollars.

But Meng Xiaozhou did not complain, but enjoyed it.

Lao Meng is also a man with great aspirations.

He joined Xingfeng entertainment to repay human kindness, but he didn't want to be overqualified.

Now Chen Feng's pace is so fast and big, and the company's progress is thousands of miles with each passing day. Although he is tired, he has the pleasure of flying high and displaying his talents.

Meng Xiaozhou is not afraid of being tired. He is afraid that he can't show his ambition.

Chen Feng maintained the frequency every other day and personally presided over the discussion of the two talents.

The occasions for the three people to discuss problems changed from the restaurant to the acoustic laboratory, piano room, university classroom, performance scene of the concert hall, Professor Mason's classroom and so on.

Whenever Zhong Lei and Ryan have irreconcilable differences on a certain issue, Chen Feng will be a referee by feeling.

Things are moving forward slowly and firmly.

Chen Feng's eyes seemed to be able to see through the heavy fog that the real war song belonging to mankind was waving to him.

It was a dawn created by him.

He planted seeds, hoping to bear good results in the future.

On the afternoon of March 25, 2020, he first went to the airport to say goodbye to Ryan, who was about to fly to Boston and return to the laboratory. Chen Feng returned to the hotel and wrote hard in his room.

In front of him was a notebook with a gilded skin, exquisite workmanship and palm size.

The pen he used to write was a special sharp core pen. The ink could last for more than a hundred years without fading.

The paper of notebook is also special. Under proper sealing, it can last 300 years without humus.

Yes, he is writing a brocade bag for himself in the upcoming "virtual timeline".

This is the plan he made early in the morning.

Now that the crossing is imminent, it's time to finish.