Chapter 195

They talked for a long time.

The "dirty" things speculated by others did not happen.

Relying on his stronger memory, he has experienced a long time of learning and all kinds of handling. He has seen too many biographies of celebrities in the history of music and supplemented many basic music theories. Now Chen Feng is no longer the first brother in the music world who was so ignorant that he can only carry.

Although his talent is average, his basic knowledge is no longer what it used to be.

But Chen Feng did not dare to tell Zhong Lei that what he learned was too miscellaneous and span a great deal.

He didn't want to say the theory hundreds of years later and disturb Zhong Lei's thinking with a bang.

Zhong Lei asked Chen Feng many questions, mostly focusing on the detailed understanding of some songs in golden records.

Chen Feng answered carefully and tried his best to learn metaphysics without revealing his feet.

In addition, although he failed to carry the morning breeze back, he always remembered the melody in his mind, and occasionally threw some dry goods along a point asked by Zhong Lei.

Zhong Lei is still growing up and is working hard to learn advanced music theory. At the same time, she began to guess these famous songs in mogin records.

After a long time, Zhong Lei closed her notebook, closed her eyes and meditated. It seemed that she had something to gain again.

"Do you know what my earliest dream was?"

She asked, looking out of the window as she spoke.

"Yes, change the world with music."

Zhong Lei nodded, "yes, but I know this dream is out of reach. I don't expect to do it in my life."

"You belittle yourself again."

Zhong Lei shook her head. "No, it's my driving force to keep in awe of art."

"Well, 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 and began to blow again.

It's embarrassing.

He only blushed slightly when others praised him.

But Zhong leikua gave him goose bumps all over.

"Come on, it's all your own ability."

"I can't say that. Before you remind me, I just want to express the feelings of the created things more sincerely, but ignore the essence of sound. Now I gradually understand. I can feel that I can understand these 27 songs in a short time. Then when I collect more beautiful sounds belonging to nature, I should be able to succeed. I'm just at the door A kick! We've agreed that you should catch up with me at that time. While pretending to refuse you, I'm preparing my wedding dress! "

She smiled sweetly and confidently.

If an ordinary woman is pursued by a man she likes, what she usually wants is to get along and see if it is appropriate.

Zhong Lei doesn't.

The so-called celibates, once they move their minds, think for a lifetime, without affectation, and are extremely straightforward.

Chen Feng sat next to her, picked up his legs and shook along the bed.

I really want to tell you.

It's really hard for you to step on the door.

In order to kick this kick, you spent more than 50 years until you were in your seventies.

When you put on the wedding dress, your hair has the same color as the wedding dress.

When you didn't know, I tortured you for more than 50 years.

Wait a minute, let's work together to make "morning wind".

For the sake of mankind, we really have to wait.

Maybe if you want to be a great man in history and leave a heavy mark, you always have to sacrifice a lot of things.

Including life, but also love that is even higher than life in the eyes of many people.

Compared with the fate of the whole mankind, whether individual gains and losses are important or not usually depends on what kind of person decision-makers want to be.

With Chen Feng's past character, he won't think so much.

But now he himself is falling deeper and deeper in the future.

People are not sages, books can be ruthless.

Unless it's a natural devil.

However, normal people with sound mind can't turn a blind eye to watching comrades in arms die generously again and again in that environment.

Chen Feng made his choice, but he was unfair to Zhong Lei.

He read silently in his heart, I'm sorry.

"Chen Feng, your eyes are a little red?" Zhong Lei pointed to him and laughed. "I don't see you are such an easily moved person."

Chen Feng didn't look at her.

"I'm not touched. By the way, I wrote some more songs."

He quickly cut off the subject.

Zhong Lei was surprised and delighted.

She was surprised by Chen Feng's explosive creativity.

There is no need to say more about the reasons for happiness.

"Will you sing to me?"

She asked.

Chen Feng shook his head. "I won't make a fool of myself if I have a broken Gong voice. Look at the music score first. Later, you try to sing, and I'll accompany you."

"OK."

When they finished, Chen Feng turned on the computer, pointed out the score of three songs and put them in front of Zhong Lei.

Just now, Chen Feng figured out a new way to speed up.

He decided to sing a new song again.

He once again disrupted the creative order of Zhong Lei, took out all the seven songs she wrote after the age of 77 in the last timeline and directly patted 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 reach the position she should have stood in advance and grow faster.

These seven songs are Yuanwang, you, me and the universe, shoulder to shoulder, flying with ambition, love until death, pure heart, and don't ask where you come from, don't ask the way home.

The quality of these seven works in her later years with different styles created by Zhong Lei in the last timeline is even much higher than all her previous works.

It has completely reached a new level. Even after a thousand years of development, few people can touch this level when they are inspired.

Last time, Zhong Lei's artistic career was completely changed by Chen Feng, and the overall trend was quite different.

Her total number of works fell sharply, adding up to less than ten, but each capital was strong enough to explode.

In addition to "morning breeze", a "Divine Song" that only proved itself again in the 26th century, it is bath fire, self combustion and the following seven songs that have established her personal status.

The number is less, but it early established her position in the top ten of the millennium. It is because the level of these songs behind is too high, which makes up for the lack of quantity.

Just like Zhang Ruoxu, who wrote "the night of flowers and moons on the Spring River", a lonely article covers the whole Tang Dynasty, and there are only two poems in the world.

Everything looks beautiful, but Chen Feng is a little hurt.

You know, in the past, Zhong Lei's works were usually 70 or 80, which were forcibly refined into less than 10 by him.

He moved a small part of them, but at least 50 of them disappeared into the long river of history before he could move them.

When listening to the more than 50 songs that disappeared in the earlier timeline, Chen Feng's gene arousal was not so high, his memory was not strong enough, and he couldn't engrave point-to-point in his heart.

Now, even if he still remembers those melodies and can reproduce them as much as possible by his own ability, it is certainly not as perfect as Zhong Lei's own composition, and the quality is bound to decline.

Regret has been caused, missing is forever.

Chen Feng was distressed and decisively copied all the remaining works of Zhong Lei in this timeline to avoid a repeat of the tragedy.

As Zhong Lei read the music score little by little, she hummed twice in her mouth from time to time.

She had never seen and imagined that the music of a new realm spread out in front of her like a picture scroll.

This had a great impact on her, and the whole person fell into it, so that she couldn't let go after reading it.

It took her a long time to slow down and look at Chen Feng like a goose. "I thought you were addicted to business recently and your creative inspiration fell. You... It's terrible!"

Chen Feng looked at her calmly.

"Eat first, and then you practice the song. It's almost done. I'll play you and sing for a try. I'll continue to write while you practice the song. There are four more."

"What! There are still four songs of this level?" Zhong Lei covered her chest and fainted on the spot.

Maybe it's a happy faint.

Chen Feng silently recited in his heart.

If the gods really exist, forgive me!

Three days later, Chen Feng decided to go.

It's time to go home.

In these three days, he successfully handed over all the scores of seven songs to Zhong Lei.

Next, Zhong Lei will continue to study at Mason college. In addition to her daily study and fellowship records, she will also rely on the resources of Mason college to complete the recording of composition and accompaniment, and complete the record recording of excellence within half a year to produce an album.

In the last life, after Zhong Lei wrote these songs, although her voice could still sing and sang in person, she had to admit defeat. No matter how old she was, her voice could not keep up with the emptiness of her youth.

So this time, Chen Feng is also curious about the effect of performing the "seven sword Divine Comedy" in person when she is at the peak of her voice.

In short, the expectation is over.

Chen Feng is waiting to hear the fairy sing.

The fairy benxian is worshipping God.

She felt deeply as she digested the song.

Zhong Lei can feel Chen Feng's amazing feelings.

She knew for the first time that Chen Feng had such deep feelings for herself that she had seen the mental journey of her long life for thousands of years.

Zhong Lei is full of infinite longing for the future and begins to fantasize that she will usher in a sweet life after completing the song that Chen Feng wants.

His feelings hidden in these songs are a hint to me.

He is encouraging me and telling me that although things are difficult, there must be a successful day. After success, we will be as sweet as the emotions revealed in these songs.

This is what a sharp state, which not only describes my feelings, but also reaches such a level.

Zhong Lei's heart pounded.

She suddenly burst out her own creative impulse.

She wants to express Chen Feng's talent with music.

Future generations cannot easily interpret the sweetness hidden in Zhong Lei's works in her later years, but she can.

On the morning of Chen Feng's departure, she went out of the college early and went to the hotel with her guitar. It was called to help Chen Feng pack up. In fact, she came to play the guitar and sing.

"I wrote a new song for you last night. It's called" showing the edge ". You must like it."

Chen Feng's underwear wrapped in plastic bags fell to the ground with a slap.

Here comes the company again!

Give me a way to live!