In the distant sky, the morning sun rises lazily, just half of its head appears.

The rosy morning glow stretches across the sky.

Chen Feng curls up his legs, sitting alone in front of the window, staring at the morning glow, petrified into a statue.

At this moment, his expression is very subtle, melancholy, confusion, shock, regret, and all kinds of emotions intertwined into an abstract painting.

He looked back at his room.

Clean and tidy.

A shirt that has been washed to a white color is hung on the wire, and on the dining table are three bowls of different sizes and a pair of chopsticks.

And oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

In the cloth closet are three or two low-quality suits, T-shirts and autumn and winter casual wear.

There was a worn-out laptop on the small table.

This was an ordinary rental house for urban office workers, poor, dull and boring.

Chen Feng rubbed his forehead and tried hard to wake up.

It was difficult for him to adapt to the sudden fall from heaven to earth.

It took him about ten minutes to accept the reality that he did not travel through time, but just had a dream.

Now he is awake and back home.

This is his apartment, his temporary "home" where he settles down in this city.

I don't know when it started last night, but Chen Feng had a dream.

The dream was so real that he couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

It took him about several days in the dream before he reluctantly accepted the situation that he had "traveled through time".

And he traveled to a future world a thousand years after the real world, and became a world army reserve private named Chen Feng.

Yes, the name is exactly the same, and even the appearance is 70% similar.

But Chen Feng failed to inherit the memory of the original owner of this body, so when he first traveled through, he was in a state of confusion and couldn't figure out the situation.

In these days of confusion, reserve soldier Chen Feng performed very poorly, he couldn't do anything, and he didn't even have basic common sense, so he was miserably expelled from the army, and sent back to his hometown, becoming a glorious low-income household.

The so-called low-income household is a person who is deemed to have no ability to work and no possibility of creating any value.

The low-income households cannot enjoy higher education, are not eligible for any work, and can only survive under the minimum guarantee of the welfare system.

Although they are said to survive, they are actually treated well, eat well, sleep well, and have a 200-square-meter flat to themselves.

Chen Feng simply couldn't believe it.

In the era when he lived, house prices were high, and it was extremely difficult for fresh college graduates to get a place to live in a big city unless they had a wealthy family.

But in this era, you don't have to do anything, and you can get a 200-square-meter house for free with the minimum guarantee, and you can live there as long as you want.

This is clearly heaven!

The artificial intelligence assistant assigned by the government takes care of him meticulously, and he can be said to have food and clothes provided for him.

He just plays!

If you want to watch a movie, there are a large number of holographic stereo sources to watch enough!

If you want to listen to music, the near-field sound system will bring you an immersive experience like in a concert hall, and the infinite music library spanning thousands of years is available.

If you want to play games, brain wave resonance can help you immerse yourself in games, with various themes, from Star Wars to history, and to the unspeakable.

Thousands of years later, the level of science and technology has made great progress, and social productivity has greatly exceeded expectations. It is no problem to support nearly one-third of the total population of low-income households.

In Chen Feng's view, the life, medical care and other services enjoyed by these low-income households are not worthy of the word "low-income".

Those were the days of an emperor!

I want to be such a low-income emperor for the rest of my life.

Chen Feng was so happy that he didn't want to leave.

Anyway, it was not up to him whether he could go back or not.

If there were no accidents, he originally thought that he would live a happy life as a low-income household.

Maybe he could find a pretty girl among the low-income households, form a low-income family, and have a child.

But in a blink of an eye, a year passed, and when he slowly adapted to this era through constant play...

suddenly, that day, the sky was shrouded in darkness.

Everyone in the world looked up at the sky, where there was an incredibly huge and strange object.

It floated quietly in the sky, blocking out the sun. It

looked like metal, but it floated completely against the laws of physics.

Then, in the center of the strange object, there was a faint flash of light, and then it became brighter and brighter until it filled the entire world.

The moment Chen Feng saw this beam of light, a strong tingling sensation burst out from the depths of his mind, instantly spreading throughout his body, swallowing him like a wave.

Severe pain struck him, and he curled up on the ground with his head in his hands.

The pain kept getting worse, and it seemed as if his soul was about to leave his body, and his heart seemed to be crushed slowly in someone's palm.

He opened his mouth to scream, but only a series of groans came out of his throat.

He could feel countless tiny beads of blood seeping out of his skin all over his body.

The same thing was happening to other people two or three meters away from him.

Chen Feng knew that he was going to die.

There was no sign, and it was very strange. He and everyone in the world were going to die.

When he really died, when he opened his eyes again, he was already back in his bed.

It took Chen Feng almost half an hour to recover from the terrible pain, and he was deeply grateful for it.

Thank God, it turned out to be a dream, not a real time travel.

Chen Feng stood up from the stool and snapped his fingers subconsciously.

"Xiao Wei, get me some clothes..."

Xiao Wei was the name he gave to his AI assistant in his dream.

Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

He shook his head with a wry smile and said to himself, "Forget it, it's just a dream, and I'll wake up when I wake up. No matter how good a dream is, it's not as good as being alive."

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, October 27, 2019, 7:20 in the morning.

"I really just slept for one night!"

Chen Feng shrugged, resigned to his fate, and took the time to wash up, and had to go to work.

He washed his face with cold water, put on an old suit, and dressed himself up.

He hurriedly pushed the door open and a white shadow rushed over his face, like a ghost.

He almost bumped into a slim woman head-on.

The woman had just opened the door of the apartment and walked in.

The corridor of the apartment was very narrow. She had nowhere to hide. She could only scream and lean back. Fortunately, she managed to hold the wall with her hands and did not fall to the ground.

"What are you doing!"

She looked up, her eyes wide open.

The voice was very crisp and pleasant, and it was unforgettable.

Chen Feng looked straight at the woman in front of him, feeling a little confused.

She was about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a slim white coat, with long hair hanging down. Against the backdrop of dark circles under her eyes, her oval face looked a little gray.

It was obvious that she had not slept all night and must have just returned to the apartment after staying out all night.

The poor mental state did not affect her appearance. On the contrary, there was a kind of lazy and morbid beauty.

Good-looking means you can do whatever you want, even if you are disheveled, you will still look good.

Seeing Chen Feng staring at her without looking away, the woman frowned quickly, "What are you looking at?"

Chen Feng quickly looked away and asked hesitantly, "No, don't get me wrong. I don't mean that. You...you are?"

The woman curled her lips and eyebrows and rolled her eyes, "Stop pretending, aren't you the apartment manager? How could you not know the name of a new tenant? This clumsy way of picking up a friend was out of date ten years ago."

After saying that, she turned sideways, passed through the narrow corridor and turned a corner, and went upstairs with a thump.

Bang!

The door upstairs was closed.

Chen Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He admitted that he was stunned just now, but it didn't mean that he couldn't take his eyes away when he saw a beautiful woman.

Having experienced so many high-tech immersive and unspeakable games in dreams, he had already tasted enough of the delicacies of land and sea, and it was not so unbearable.

Chen Feng was just extremely puzzled. This was definitely the first time he saw her, but he felt that she looked very familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before. Chen

Feng shrugged and was not in a hurry to go out. Instead, he returned to the room, turned on his laptop, and logged into the company management system.

Chen Feng's job is exactly the community manager of this company called Ke Lai Apartment.

He is responsible for a total of 80 apartments in the community, including the one he lives in and the one that the woman lives upstairs.

He can query the personal information of all tenants from the management system.

The apartment building in the community is a LOFT structure with a floor height of 5.8 meters.

The company converted an apartment into two standard suites on the upper and lower floors, each with an entrance door.

The suites on the upper and lower floors share an external door.

Chen Feng rented the lower floor of the apartment at the internal employee price.

As for the suite upstairs, it had been idle for half a month because the previous resident suddenly moved out.

A few days ago, Chen Feng's colleague in the marketing department arranged a new resident to come over. He handed the key to his colleague, and someone moved in upstairs.

The resident and Chen Feng's biological clocks seemed to be completely reversed, so they have not met for the first time until now.

Chen Feng didn't care. Anyway, it was not time to pay the rent, and he was too lazy to read the other party's messages.

He had lived a fairy-like life for a year in his dream, and even the memories of a few days ago became a little distant and vague.

Finally, the file was retrieved successfully, and the other party's information jumped out.

"Name: Zhong Lei."

"Age: 21."

"Summary: Freelancer, dropped out of undergraduate program at Zhonghai Conservatory of Music."

"Contract details: One-year contract, monthly rent of 2,200, monthly payment, deposit of 3,000."

In addition to these basic information, there was also a scan of the front of the ID card with a watermark.

After reading this information, Chen Feng was dumbfounded on the spot, his head was buzzing, and his heartbeat increased to 180 beats per minute.

"How is this possible! How could it be her!"

"This is ridiculous!"

"Could my dream be true?"

Chen Feng muttered to himself almost crazily.

He stared at Zhong Lei's ID photo in front of him, and recalled the tired but still radiant face just now, and then repeatedly recalled the image in his mind that he had seen many times in his dream.

It matched perfectly, it must be the same person!

In the dream, as a low-income household who was living a life of idleness and waiting for death, Chen Feng listened to a lot of songs.

There are countless classic songs in the massive music database.

That is the sedimentation of thousands of years of history.

However, the later the period, the more varied the music style, the more bizarre the types of musical instruments, and the great changes in musical aesthetics.

Those classic songs of later generations sounded good to Chen Feng, but they were not as in line with his personal preferences as the songs of the early 21st century.

Therefore, his taste in music is mostly concentrated on works from the early 21st century.

There are several singers that Chen Feng particularly favors, including a female singer named Zhong Lei.

Chen Feng has listened to each of her songs at least fifty times.

Zhong Lei is one of the greatest music artists in the next millennium. She

became famous at the age of 25 and has since soared to fame.

She did not produce many works, but left behind a total of 78 works throughout her life.

She sang 30 of them herself and wrote the lyrics and composed 48.

Almost every song is a classic handed down from generation to generation.

Her achievements span a thousand years of history.

In many selections, she is listed among the top 100 artists in the century between 2000 and 3000 AD!

100 people, it seems like a lot.

But let's take a look at who were the top 100 artists before 2000 AD.

Beethoven, Mozart, Tchaikovsky, Da Vinci, Monet, Picasso, Wang Xizhi, Li Bai, Du Fu...

Her achievements are equivalent to the Beethoven of this thousand years!

As a loyal listener of singer Zhong Lei, Chen Feng has read her life experience.

What makes her special is that when she was studying, she had a quarrel with her tutor because of different musical concepts, and finally dropped out of school in anger.

The school she dropped out of was Zhonghai Conservatory of Music!

Appearance and life experience, these are the reasons why Chen Feng determined that this Zhong Lei is that Zhong Lei.

But she turned out to be his new roommate!

And now she is still an unemployed vagrant, and looks so disheveled.

But this is still not the most shocking thing for Chen Feng.

The most shocking thing is that he never thought that the historical figures who left a deep impression on him in his dream actually existed in the real world and were right next to him!

Is my dream really the reality of a thousand years later! ?