"The Sharp Edge" is the fourth heavyweight work of Zhong Lei after "Bath of Fire", "Self-burning" and "Morning Breeze".

She doesn't feel too proud.

Today's "The Sharp Edge" is not a finished product, but just a continuous melody and relatively rough lyrics in Zhong Lei's eyes.

She just couldn't restrain her inner excitement and wanted to share it as soon as possible, so she took it to Chen Feng to present it, just to get his simple praise.

Because Zhong Lei knew very well that even if she continued to strive for perfection and completed "The Sharp Edge" to the extreme, it could only be compared with the seven songs "Far Look" and other songs that Chen Feng gave her.

She didn't dare to be arrogant, after all, how could a grain of light dare to compete with the bright moon.

After returning home last night, she first kept recalling those seven songs in her mind, and the more she thought about them, the more she was amazed.

The layers of interlocking melodies were exquisite yet full of momentum.

The spirit of being in the mortal world, but having a thousand years of ambition, and wanting to shoulder the prosperity of mankind.

The countless creative ideas hidden in "Seven Swords Divine Comedy" and the explosive inspiration that rushed straight into the sky were not clearly distinguished by her, but they directly skipped the logical stage, soaked into her heart, and ambushed in her heart like a seed, taking root and sprouting.

When the seed broke through the soil, it stubbornly and stubbornly broke some of the hard shell covering the surface of her thinking.

At that moment, Zhong Lei's heart was pounding.

Her heart was like a surging river, and her intense emotions were eager to be expressed. All kinds of melodies in her mind were like a tiger out of its cage, and finally jumped onto paper, becoming the prototype of "The Edge Revealed".

In this song, she expressed her admiration for Chen Feng to the extreme, and madly sang praises to Chen Feng's extraordinary talent and amazing feelings.

After a long time, Zhong Lei pressed the strings, put down the guitar, and asked Chen Feng with a blushing face, "How is it?"

Chen Feng fell into a long silence.

He has tasted countless songs, and after becoming a galactic human, his own thoughts and the mysteries of the universe are more closely connected at the subconscious level, so his current appreciation ability is worthy of the title of Master Chen Feng.

He has tasted it.

There is an unstoppable sharpness in the song, which can make the listeners resonate strongly and have a clearer understanding of their own talents.

Different from the indiscriminate sweep of "Bath of Fire", "Self-Ignition" and "Morning Breeze".

"Sharp Edge Revealed", which is expected to be only five minutes long, can make people with real talents become more confident, and at the same time more stubborn, and unconsciously generate greater ambitions and fighting spirit.

However, when mediocre people hear this song, they will only nod and sigh.

"Oh, this is a good song."

That's all.

In a way, the realm of this song is a bit selfish and can't help mediocre people much.

But this can't be blamed on Zhong Lei.

Because the object of her song writing is the "God" in her heart.

When she was inspired and created, she didn't consider mortals at all.

Chen Feng always remained silent, and Zhong Lei was a little uneasy.

Alas, I have tried so hard, but I still can't impress him quickly.

You are so strict.

Chen Feng suddenly reached out and gently touched her face, "Zhong Lei, thank you for writing a song for me, it's very good."

He tried his best to restrain his emotions, and it was very effective.

"No thanks! I'll play it to you after I finish everything!"

Zhong Lei suddenly became shy, picked up her things and ran out.

Then she turned back and waved her fist, "Although we haven't established a relationship yet, you and Ryan, be careful."

After that, she turned around and rushed out the door, almost bumping into one of the two plainclothes female bodyguards who were patrolling at the door.

Chen Feng smiled and sat back on the bed in a daze.

He changed his strategy again.

He had planned before to find a way to play "Morning Breeze" for twenty years from 2500 to 2520, and then turn it off.

But the last successful broadcast was the credit of the genius Franky who was born by chance.

How easy is it to turn it off after playing it for twenty years?

Even if he pretended to be a prophet and wrote a guide, it might not work.

If the world would really be so obedient, Chen Feng would probably only need to learn from the failed prophet predecessor Nostradamus and write a long prophecy book.

Now, Zhong Lei has come up with "The Sharp Edge".

Then there is no need to close "Morning Breeze".

In the next thousand years, there will definitely be people who will experience the effect of "The Sharp Edge", especially those who are the smartest.

These people can easily resonate strongly with this song and be inspired by it.

Then, the possibility of history giving birth to the great leader that Chen Feng wants will be increased by one point.

Chen Feng is even more jealous of Zhong Lei.

I worked so hard to become a galactic human, and only then did I achieve what I have today, and only then did I dare to say that my journey is to the stars and the sea.

But she is so good.

In this small space, in the short two points and one line between Mason College and the hotel, in the short timeline of three days and three nights, she once again used the strings in her hand to radiate for a thousand years.

You are simply going to fly!

You are going to soar into the universe and ride away the dust!

After packing up and walking out of the hotel room, Chen Feng called the two bodyguards who were hired at a high price.

An inconspicuous black lady and a beautiful white girl with fashionable dress and a slim figure stood up from the window seat of the tea restaurant.

Looking up from where the two people were drinking coffee, they could see the only gate of Mason College.

Chen Feng originally planned to live here until Zhong Lei finished her studies at Mason College, but now he had something urgent to do and had to go back.

In addition, the harassment by the superstar Xi Lei a few days ago sounded a warning to Chen Feng. After all, this is not the country, but the United States where it is legal, so it is better to be safe than sorry.

He first warned Zhong Lei that if he was not here, she should never step out of Mason College.

Although Zhong Lei was puzzled, she also agreed obediently.

This is not over yet. Chen Feng spent a lot of money to invite these two black and white demons with very different styles from the top three security companies in the United States.

Why not hire male bodyguards?

Can male bodyguards follow into the women's restroom?

"Hello, Mr. Chen."

"Hi, boss."

Chen Feng nodded and said, "You are one of the best bodyguards in the United States. Professionally, I believe in your abilities. But I still have to emphasize again that I am a very demanding perfectionist. I hope you are worthy of my salary of two hundred thousand US dollars per person per month."

"Okay, Mr. Chen."

"No problem, boss, are you going to the airport? Do you need me to take you there?"

Chen Feng squinted and shook his head, "I said, you are only responsible for her safety, which is true perfection. As for my safety? No one in this world can hurt me, so you don't need to worry about it."

After that, Chen Feng left.

The human beings in the galaxy are so inflated.

The feeling of invincibility is so ordinary and boring.

Bang!

Then he kicked the marble threshold outside the hotel gate with his toes.

Hiss...

This broken threshold is simply inhuman!

Seeing Chen Feng jumping over, the black driver standing at the door of the business car whistled, "Mr. Chen, you are so lively."

Chen Feng glared at him unhappily and got in the car, "Shut up Paul. How about the house that I asked you to pay attention to that meets my needs?"

This black guy was the driver who drove Chen Feng when he came here, Paul Powell, who also worked as a real estate agent in Los Angeles and claimed to be one of the top ten.

"Sorry, Mr. Chen, your requirements are too high. There are no billionaires who want to sell their properties recently."

"Okay, don't worry, this is the phone number of my CEO Meng Xiaozhou, save it and contact him when you have a suitable house."

"Okay."

Arrived at the airport and got off the car.

Ryan was negotiating with several Chinese men in suits outside the airport lobby.

This is why Chen Feng had to return home.

Ryan wanted to push forward the Sino-US project that he had previously brokered.

Roller wanted to promote Sino-US cooperation.

After escaping from life and death, Roller's impression of Chen Feng and China was extremely good.

So he made a decision in the hospital and changed the cooperation conditions again, making greater concessions, allowing the joint venture built by the two parties in the United States to be controlled by the Chinese side, and agreed not to establish a trade union.

The details of the cooperation between the two parties have undergone major changes. As the middleman, Ryan and relevant domestic officials have to go back to participate in high-level consultations to promote the progress of the project.

Chen Feng thought that the opportunity could not be missed, so he hurried back to drag Ryan into the upcoming cooperation between him and the Ouhe Group.

Ryan was only happy to be on the same plane with Chen Feng and have more time to communicate, but he did not expect that Chen Feng had been planning all along.

After getting on the plane, Chen Feng exchanged seats with the domestic officials and sat next to Ryan.

The two first talked a lot about the "Morning Breeze" project.

In the past few days, Zhong Lei and Chen Feng have made rapid progress. Ryan has not been idle in Boston alone. In addition to completing his job, he has also spent a lot of time to make up for a lot of knowledge about acoustics, biology and psychology.

Chen Feng is very pleased about this.

Because in the next fifty years, Zhong Lei did not complete "Morning Breeze" completely independently.

In addition to Master Chen's encouragement, Ryan's academic support also played a great role in helping to eliminate wrong answers.

After chatting about "Morning Breeze", Chen Feng pretended to ask casually, "How many days do you plan to stay in Beijing this time?"

Ryan didn't need to look at the schedule, "Twenty days. After the model changes, both parties have to make additional investments, and the factory drawings need to be redrawn. I have to follow the progress, so I will participate in the work of the Industrial Design Institute of the Chinese Academy of Sciences for nine days. Then I will participate in some longitudinal research in applied physics as a visiting professor at Tsinghua University."

"Then you will go back to China?"

Ryan nodded, "Yes. Things here in Boston still need to be completely concluded."

Chen Feng suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Ryan with the old silver coin eyes that belonged only to him.

"Friend, have you heard of room-temperature superconducting metals?"

Ryan was stunned. "How could I not have heard of it? This is one of my dreams."

Chen Feng nodded, using a tone that Ryan was quite familiar with.

"Come to Hanzhou after you finish your work in Beijing. I have some ideas, but they are immature. When I have sorted out my thoughts, we can discuss them together."

Ryan was even more confused. "Chen Feng, you..."

"Why, you are only allowed to compose music as a scientist. Why can't I, a musician, come up with some fantastic ideas in science?"