I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 517

The plan is almost finalized, and the rest is implementation.

The meal should be eaten one mouthful at a time, and things should be done step by step.

Ten thousand high-rise buildings start from the ground, and great things should also start from the foundation.

He turned and took out his laptop from his backpack and began... Copying songs.

With such a big wrist, he copied songs, was not ashamed, and his face was not red.

Don't ask why.

Habits are really terrible.

If he doesn't copy a song first, he'll feel uncomfortable.

Chen Feng thought about it before he picked up his pen.

At the moment, Zhong Lei is writing the n-th power of happiness, so let her go this time.

As for others?

Sorry.

She knows everything. Anyway, Zhong Lei doesn't mind. She's afraid she's curious to hear it.

Whose name is the song department?

Chen Feng thought that even if he wanted to hang Zhong Lei's own name, she would not agree.

So you'd better hang your own name and don't use an alias anymore.

He figured it out.

Anyway, no matter how deliberately you hide it, you can't hide your light.

Historians are so capable of archaeology that no matter how they hide it, they will be exposed.

In the last timeline, in order to cover up himself, Chen Fenghua used n different vests.

Sometimes he doesn't even tell anyone or collect money, so he spends money to let people outside sell his copied songs. He doesn't want any money.

It turned out that one of these Han and Han people was counted as one. They either kept a diary, or encrypted a mouth in their private space to express their thanks, or said it to their family as their last words before they died.

As a result, "the whole army was destroyed", no one could really rot the secret in his stomach for a lifetime.

Once there are too many people staring at him, no secret can be hidden. Whether or not Feng Lei and compound eye crisis come from me, his "divine personality" will continue to rise.

The difference is that he is either deified only within the elite or within the whole people.

In the ninth timeline, the Salvation Church and the Institute of sages helped him hide a lot of key information.

But this is meaningless, because the Salvation Church and the Institute of sages themselves are the largest "fanatical powder" groups.

On the contrary, the sage's Academy, which inherited his style, has become an ungrounded old silver coin. It might as well bloom more unscrupulously.

I will build myself into an omnipotent God in the 21st century, and then go to the 31st century to receive my empire.

He will wantonly show his "talent" and turn himself from a fake God to a real "God".

After all, now mankind is only a level 0.8 civilization at most. This is to prepare a thousand years in advance to challenge a super level civilization that is completely beyond human imagination.

This is a miracle.

It took him about a whole day to finish all the songs, adding up to more than 300 songs. He pressed the keyboard and mouse of his laptop to smoke.

In fact, he has far more than this amount in his mind, but what he can see is the masterpiece of singing for thousands of years.

From pop to symphony, from bel canto to pure music, and then to piano music, as well as the soundtrack of some new musical instruments that were born only a few hundred years later.

His copying songs now is not just copying songs. It's just the basis from picking up scores to writing lyrics. He also had more coquettish operations. Musical instruments were not born, and even musical instruments were invented.

He "invented" hisma a long time ago.

However, hisma's time span is not big enough. Now he focuses on the updated guys with a time distance of 200 years or 300 or 500 years.

Incidentally, in order to achieve the advanced material science in the production of new musical instruments, he has also done it together with the upgrading chain of industrial production level.

In addition to his entertainment works, he has gained too much in other aspects. He doesn't have to list them one by one and complete the transformation step by step.

For dinner that day, Chen Feng and Zhong Lei made an appointment to eat in Lao Zhang's restaurant.

Before, old man Hu had moved his mind and wanted to introduce Lao Zhang's granddaughter, who opened a hotel, to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng himself was not interested. He didn't think Lao Zhang's granddaughter really moved her mind when she saw him from a distance.

Overseas people do not know the domestic entertainment news, and they do not know that Chen Feng and Lu Wei have a "marriage engagement".

When Chen Feng came here for tea in the afternoon, the girl who got the news came to say hello, which made Chen Feng a little embarrassed.

But others didn't say anything, so Chen Feng didn't say no.

He originally wanted to call Zhong Lei, and then he thought that Zhong Lei had said that she was not allowed to contact her until she finished writing the song, so Chen Feng thought for a moment, sent Zhong Lei a wechat, and then returned when she was free.

The content of wechat message is to come here for an authentic Chinese meal.

Compared with the situation in the nihilistic timeline, the details are slightly different, but the final result is the same.

This is the accidental convergence of the timeline.

So, time is constant.

But it is people who decide what happens in time.

Nowadays, Chen Feng has a higher status in the music circle, but Zhong Lei has a greater influence on ordinary people.

Even if Lao Zhang's granddaughter didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, she recognized the star under the reminder of others. She felt embarrassed and thought that she was instantly extinguished.

Because of Lu Wei's "engagement" hanging on Chen Feng's head, they didn't have too much intimacy at dinner, just like ordinary old friends.

However, Chen Feng's meaning and attitude have been expressed clearly enough.

After dinner, they got on the bus. Zhong Lei looked at him sweetly and said, "remember when we first met?"

Chen Feng smiled, "remember, what's the matter?"

"I just came back from work at night and almost ran into you. You looked at me with your eyes."

Chen Feng was stunned. "I can remember clearly because I have a strong memory. How can you remember so clearly?"

Zhong Lei: "I still remember every time we get along."

Hiss

Master Chen took a breath. He really didn't expect that once Zhong Lei, a straight girl of steel, became sweet, there would be nothing wrong with those mediocre fat and vulgar powder outside.

"I was angry with you."

"Well, well, but it's not your fault."

"Who told you to stare at me with your eyes fixed on me? I was uncomfortable. In the words of ancient people, you looked very apprentice at that time."

Chen Feng was stunned. "Hahaha, ancient people? You know, in the 31st century, we were both ancient people."

"Bah, bah, don't interrupt. I thought you were Zhou A."

"Cough. Mainly, you think. I just heard your song a thousand years later and know who you are. As a result, I ran into the Lord as soon as I came back. It's normal that I didn't do a good job in emotional management for a while."

"How could a normal person think of this floor." Zhong Lei leaned. "Also, you asked me my name at that time. I also think you deliberately accosted. You are clearly an apartment housekeeper and don't even know the name of the tenant upstairs. It's strange."

"Well, it should be."

Zhong Lei leaned on the co pilot and lay flat. "So, if you make a conclusion only based on your first impression, how much fate do you say you have to miss in your life?"

"Well, maybe."

Zhong Lei took a deep breath. "In short, I'm so lucky."

Chen Feng wondered and asked, "why did you suddenly feel this feeling?"

"Because you refused others today very simply. It shows that my first impression is completely wrong. You are not lecherous. That's what makes you special."

"Ha ha, is this also worthy of special praise?"

"Worth it."

Back to the villa, it was another sweet night.

Yodel's singing is really special.

The next day, Zhong Lei continued to go to class.

Chen Feng did not give himself a holiday, but connected his laptop with an external keyboard and began to "write" the script.

In the future, he will not create a new collection of crazy people's conjectures.

In this timeline, madman conjecture will end abruptly in version 4.0.

All plans for science and technology and the future have been incorporated into the huge millennium plan.