There have been many stories of joint creation in the history of civilization.

But the grand occasion of two great musicians who have reached the top ten or top hundred to write a song together is unprecedented.

In the history of art in the future, it must be a famous story that will be praised for thousands of years.

But at this time, the two parties did not have much feeling in their hearts.

Although they vaguely knew from Chen Feng that they would be very powerful in the future, Zhong Lei and Lu Wei were not people whose minds would be easily shaken.

They were both very peaceful and knew that future achievements were things for the future.

If you think that you can achieve future achievements by doing nothing now, it is a foolish dream.

Besides, is that your limit?

Can't I do better?

So the two knew something about the future, but in fact nothing changed.

"You guys chat first, we'll get busy. Don't leave yet, wait for us for two hours."

Zhong Lei said, and then she and Lu Wei ran back to the inner room hand in hand.

Fatty Ou scratched his head, "What are these two doing?"

Everyone looked at Chen Feng with puzzled eyes, their eyes were full of amusement.

Chen Feng spread his hands, with an innocent look, "Don't look at me, I don't know anything!"

He said this, but he was inexplicably panicked in his heart.

Since yesterday, he felt that Zhong Lei and Lu Wei were weird, and he didn't know what they were doing.

He had a terrible guess in his mind, but he felt it was unlikely.

Chen Feng said again, "Forget it, it's okay

, don't worry about them. I just heard them say that they are preparing to write a song, with Lu Wei writing the lyrics and Zhong Lei composing the music." Lai En: "I see, it's worth looking forward to."

Fatty Ou laughed at first, "Master is here, I'm just showing off my skills in front of an expert."

But he immediately reacted.

Something seems to be wrong, our master is a plagiarist.

Master himself said that the most classic part of the song he wrote was originally copied from Zhong Lei.

Sister Lu Wei is not a pushover either.

The fat man immediately cried out in surprise, "Damn it! The masters join forces, and the country will belong to me? I have to go, even if I can just be a clerk to gain some fame, so that I can appear in history books in the future... Hey... Hey!"

Fatty Ou, who was shameless and even better than his master, was pulled back by Chen Feng's ears, "Forget it, you just need to do nothing and be content with salted fish, and that will be the biggest contribution. You will definitely be remembered in history."

Fatty Ou was immediately very sad, and he squatted in the corner and drew circles on the spot.

He always felt that his master was targeting him, and wanted to refute him, but he thought of the "facts" in the future, and he was both unwilling and helpless.

Fatty thought carefully, the master brought other people on board because he was optimistic about their abilities, but no matter how he looked at it, it was just to keep himself away from the opportunity to let his father down.

Maybe there was also some friendship. As the biggest relative in history, Fatty was both happy and helpless.

"Master, can you tell me a little more about my future? Really, I'm so unwilling. I also want to do more for you."

Chen Feng: "Sing more songs? Don't you like singing? Isn't the title of folk song master loud?"

Fatty pondered for a moment, "But the words "son of Ou Guohua" must be ranked first, I don't accept it. I can't seem to suppress my father's style just by singing."

As an idealistic party who lets his father down, it's quite distressing that his father is too strong.

Chen Feng glared at him, "What's the matter? You rebellious son, are you still thinking of rebelling? I'm warning you, don't touch Ouhe Group."

Realizing that his words were too harsh and too discouraging, Chen Feng thought about it again and gave him a new idea, "Otherwise, after your first baby is born, you and your wife can have a few more babies?"

One of the fat man's bloodlines left behind Ou Qing Lan, if there is an extra Ou Qinglan this time, wouldn't it be...

To be honest, Chen Feng himself was excited by this thought, "Come on, my dear disciple! I will give you some good medicine to replenish your body later, come on!"

Fatty Ou slowly reacted, thinking of Ou Qinglan, the descendant who played a very important role in Chen Feng's story, and felt both proud and sad.

"Oh my God, no way... I... I can..."

He twisted, and the whole person was a little bit unwell.

The fat man suddenly wanted to cry, "Is there anything else I can do?"

Chen Feng was really stumped by him, "Be nice to your dad? It's not easy for the old man."

Fatty Ou finally couldn't stand Chen Feng's continuous blows, and ran out with his face covered and yelling. He probably needed some time to calm down.

Meng Xiaozhou couldn't help but worry, "Is he okay?"

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, don't look at him like this. Maybe the fat man's psychological endurance is the strongest among us. No matter how poor he is, he can still get the title of the founder of postmodern folk songs in his life. Hehehe..."

Chen Feng couldn't help laughing as he spoke. The injury he suffered last night because of this guy showing off the baby in Song Siyu's belly suddenly healed without medicine.

Realizing that his true colors were exposed, Chen Feng quickly restrained himself and became serious again, "Ahem, let's ignore him for now."

Meng Xiaozhou said again: "Actually, I have some doubts in my heart, so I just want to ask, boss, you can tell me or not."

Meng Xiaozhou asked Chen Feng about the incident when he saved Zhong Lei and Meng Wanyue.

Chen Feng said: "The situation is more complicated. In the original timeline, Zhong Lei would not take Wanyue's car to the airport that day, only Wanyue drove to pick you up. The car accident still happened, and Wanyue would die. I don't know what impact this incident ultimately had on you. That history has been lost, but Zhong Lei was deeply touched at the time and was sad for a long time."

"In the timeline we have experienced, because I changed the future, Zhong Lei got on the car. I couldn't let her die, so I took action. I forcibly changed history and saved both Zhong Lei and Wanyue. At the same time, I also changed your fate and dug you out of the Huateng Group and brought you into my hands. I'm not sure what you can achieve in the Huateng Group, but I conceitedly think that you can do more with me."

Meng Xiaozhou thought for a long time, "If Wanyue died because of coming to pick me up, I would be greatly affected by my personality. , and fell into the shadow of self-blame. Even if I went to Huateng Group, I'm afraid my performance in the first few years would not be very good. Your changes to the timeline should not have caused any negative effects. "

Chen Feng nodded, "These are all speculations like Zhuge Liang after the fact, and they are not reliable. After all, every action I take will cause a butterfly effect, and it cannot be reversed. But from a personal emotional point of view, saving Wanyue has preserved your fighting spirit and allowed Zhong Lei to avoid the pain of losing a close friend. It is a hundred benefits with no harm."

Meng Xiaozhou nodded, "Yes, thank you."

"There's no need to say thank you, after all, you all have to sell your lives to me for a lifetime."

Lai En and Meng Xiaozhou looked at each other and smiled.

"That's true."

Chen Feng continued, "Everyone knows how complicated time is. Every action I take may be, in a sense, to repair the old wall by taking one thing from another, so when I'm not absolutely sure, I usually won't distort the fate of others. But I'm not always so selfless. For you, I will become more selfish."

"You can't take it lightly, because this doesn't mean that you won't encounter danger. For example, in the past timeline, I wouldn't call you all here at this moment, but today I called you here and changed your schedule. But if you walk out the door now, stand in the middle of the road and get hit by a car, I will be powerless to do anything."

"Also, don't ask me why I didn't invest in stocks and lotteries, or the results of the World Cup. Compared to what we have to do, these are all insignificant details. Even whether China or the United States is stronger in the next few decades is still a detail. Our changes for the future are the accumulation of countless thousands of years. We should focus on the millions of years of civilization and not worry about short-term gains and losses."

Chen Feng's last words were mainly for Meng Xiaozhou.

He still showed a very strong national consciousness, which Chen Feng admired, but at the same time he hoped that he could control his obsession.

Meng Xiaozhou understood, "I understand."

At this moment, Meng Xiaozhou's phone rang. It was the vice president of the company calling to consult about the establishment and site selection of Xingfeng Light and Shadow Studio and Xingfeng Games.

These two major plans were previously determined by Chen Feng, but the specific implementation was given to Meng Xiaozhou to be fully responsible.

Originally, Meng Xiaozhou was going to return to the company to preside over a meeting today, but he was tied here by the big boss Chen Feng himself.

He immediately sat down next to him, turned on the computer and held a conference call on the spot, "Boss, you guys talk first."

Chen Feng nodded, "Okay. I'll leave it to you."

"Yeah."

In order to avoid disturbing Meng Xiaozhou, Chen Feng and Lai En walked aside.

"Ryan, do you still admire me now?"

Chen Feng asked with a smile.

Ryan answered without hesitation, "Even more."

This was a bit unexpected for Chen Feng, "Oh? What do you mean? You still admire me even though you know I copied it?"

Ryan smiled, "For ordinary people who go to the future, everything they see is like a mystery. You can learn all this and use your brain to put it back, which is your ability, showing that you have a solid grasp of knowledge. Your ability in knowledge is actually on par with your achievements in combat."

Chen Feng was happy, "As expected of Ryan, your insights are unique and your approach is very good."

Ryan asked again, "You will also be a knowledge leader in the future. Right?"

There were some details that Chen Feng had not explained so clearly before.

At this moment, Chen Feng thought, yes, but it seems not.

After all, he is the leader of the School of Intuition and the School of Universal Wisdom, but this situation is... very complicated.

Chen Feng put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "I did serve as the dean of a certain academy in the 31st century." I

am the dean of the Academy of History.

Ryan: "Can you tell me about the scientific theories of the 31st century? I'm very curious."

Chen Feng shook his head, "It's not time yet. Of course I hope you can be more powerful, but you can't bear these things now. Imagine, someone went back to ancient times and told Archimedes that light is not a straight line, but a wave. What would he do?"

Ryan: "Either he would think others are crazy, or he would be crazy himself."

"Yes, so I will also observe your progress. I can't give you too far-reaching knowledge in advance, which will break your existing knowledge system structure. But I will always guide you and let you display your true talents."

"Of course, thank you." Ryan nodded heavily, "You are the first human in the galaxy, I can't tell you how much I envy you. Even if I can't be as good as you, if I can be like Mr. Dong Shan you mentioned and become a scholar who is nearly 200 years old, how much more can I do and learn."

"I want to explore the mysteries of the universe, I want to see how the unified force formula is expressed, I want to know the mystery of the world under quarks, I want to know the limits of human genes, I want to see the magnificent Dyson membrane you mentioned, I want to see the huge space station spanning thousands of kilometers, I want to drive a small spaceship to see the sun up close, and swim around Saturn's rings."

"I also want to experience the amazing power of human civilization with my own eyes. I also want to be your comrade-in-arms. When you face the enemy, I will hand you the weapons I made by myself and watch you tear apart those enemies with compound eyes."

Ryan said, his voice choking a little. "It's a pity that I was born in this day and this life is hopeless."

He looked up at the sky in the distance, "But it doesn't matter. As long as I know that our descendants can achieve such achievements, I will have no regrets in this life. I think if the ancients thousands of years ago knew that we can now go to heaven and earth, transmit messages thousands of miles away, save women with amniotic fluid embolism, and save the lives of ordinary people from terrible plagues, they would definitely be as satisfied as I am."

"Chen Feng, this time I will work harder and spend my whole life to lay a solid foundation for you. When you go to the future, you must also work hard."

Chen Feng patted his shoulder, "Of course."

Two hours later, Zhong Lei and Lu Wei came out.

Lu Wei was holding a notebook full of notes in her hand, her face full of joy.

There was also some inexplicable admiration in her eyes when she looked at Zhong Lei.

In these two hours, Zhong Lei completed the entire arrangement of the song in one breath.

She used the rhythm of various instruments so skillfully, and the insertion and reorganization of each chord could make Lu Wei feel amazed.

She seemed to see pieces of colorful rainbow bricks flying from the void, piling up by themselves to form a magnificent palace.

Lu Wei couldn't help thinking that the evaluation of Zhong Lei by future generations was really true.

She has an amazing and terrifying creative burst. She has a perfect grasp of the timbre and pitch of various musical instruments and even nature. This is an absolute talent that others can only envy.

At the same time, she maintains an incredible and extremely high enthusiasm for creation, which runs through her life from beginning to end, until the end of her life.

I really chose an impeccable and powerful opponent for myself.

Clap!

Zhong Lei clapped her hands, "Everyone, we have finished writing the song. It will be finalized once and for all, and no changes will be made."

Chen Feng then remembered to ask, "What is the name of the song?"

Lu Wei replied, "Never Walk Alone."

Chen Feng was stunned at first, and then overjoyed.

As the name suggests, the theme of this song jumped out.

Cooperation, team, community of destiny...

Apart from these, he doesn't think about anything else.

In the previous timeline, when he saw the double effect of "Morning Breeze" and "The Legend of Chusen" and indirectly caused the war of spokespersons, he had thought about whether he could quietly seduce Zhong Lei to write a work advocating team cooperation that would counteract the "The Legend of Chusen" which advocated individual heroism.

He couldn't ask for it directly, because a forced melon is not sweet after all. The things written by the proposition essay would lack spirituality and might not be able to compete with "The Legend of Chusen".

He needed to guide Zhong Lei's thinking in a subtle way and let her generate creative impulses herself, but this kind of directional operation was too detailed. Chen Feng didn't plan to do it all at once. He was prepared to take it slowly and let everything depend on fate.

He didn't expect that after he laid out his cards in public today and got everyone else on board, things would go smoothly.

Chen Feng had already witnessed the power of "Sleepwalking in Virgo" created on the spot by Zhong Lei.

Lu Wei was well-known in the past for her creative talent.

So Chen Feng had infinite expectations for this song "Never Walk Alone" that they collaborated on.

"Good! Very good! Great! Are you going to the recording studio to record now? A duet between the two of you? Release a single?"

Chen Feng asked cheerfully.

Half an hour later...

Chen Feng hugged the guitar in his arms, and looked at Meng Xiaozhou, who was a little nervous and was urgently adapting to the drum set not far away. He was confused.

How could I sell myself out?

It is not known whether it was Lu Wei or Zhong Lei's idea, but the two of them agreed that this song could not be sung by others, and all six people on the scene had to participate.

The result was two female lead singers.

At the same time, Zhong Lei served as the bassist and Lu Wei served as the secondary guitarist.

Fatty Ou did not have a chance to sing, but fortunately he can play the piano very well.

Lai En is also considered to be half an insider in the circle and is proficient in keyboard music.

Chen Feng himself served as the lead guitarist.

The entire team has only one shortcoming in this regard. Meng Xiaozhou can play the drums, but he is only at an amateur level.

At first, Meng Xiaozhou was a little scared and did not want to go on stage himself, worried that his poor performance would affect his performance level, but he could not resist the instigation of everyone.

Zhong Lei and Lu Wei said that the main intention of writing this song is to hope that Chen Feng can still hear it a thousand years later, and when listening to these songs, he can remember the scene when the six of them recorded together, and always remember that there are five comrades walking side by side with him in the 21st century.

Therefore, the recording environment is not important, there is no need to go to the recording studio, and it does not matter if the level of the accompanist fluctuates.

What is important is that it must be these six people.

Before the first recording, Fatty Ou, who was inexplicably obsessed with naming, suddenly said: "We are quite like a band, let's give our band a name."

Zhong Lei nodded, "It's a good idea, otherwise it will be difficult to sign this song."

Everyone looked at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng thought for a few seconds, "Okay, let's call our band "Saving the World."

So, they started the first rehearsal of "Never Walk Alone", the first and last song of "Saving the World".

This song is very strange. The accompaniment is rock-like, but the two lead singers' singing style combines popular and beautiful voices.

I have to admit that Zhong Lei and Lu Wei's voices and musicality are both God's gift. Even without deliberate training, they can make the listeners feel relaxed and happy by just humming two untuned melodies.

But their voices and styles are slightly different.

Zhong Lei's inflection is stronger. She can play the changes of the key up and down for the same word like a butterfly flying through flowers.

Lu Wei's specialty lies in the explosion of low voice, which is completely opposite to her appearance. Her voice can be restrained and sing out gentle affection, and can also suddenly open up and burst out with shocking and surging impact, which is very contrasting.

Of course, Zhong Lei can basically imitate Lu Wei's skills and characteristics perfectly, but since it is a chorus, the two of them naturally have to play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses.

To coordinate with Zhong Lei, Lu Wei needs to show the ultimate perfect state, while Zhong Lei can do it with ease.

After the first recording was completed, just as Meng Xiaozhou worried, the drum set became a shortcoming.

Others didn't have any opinions, but he himself was very dissatisfied.

Although he is an amateur, he is now the first mate of an internationally renowned entertainment tycoon and has some appreciation ability.

"No, no, I haven't practiced for too long. Let's do it another day! I'll go back and practice hard today, and I'll practice when I'm free tomorrow! I don't believe it!"

Everyone adjourned the meeting and went back to their respective places.

Meng Xiaozhou went straight to the headquarters of Xingfeng Entertainment, and at the same time called the company's full-time percussion instructor to be in place.

He planned to practice hard in the company's recording studio for a while.

On the third night, after more than sixteen hours of cumulative training, Meng Xiaozhou barely crossed the amateur threshold with this song.

He was still unwilling to give up, but Chen Feng and Zhong Lei both stopped him.

What they said was basically the same meaning.

Zhong Lei said bluntly: "You have reached the upper limit of your playing level. No further practice will improve it. You might as well just start."

She didn't finish her subtitle. She only took a week off from Mason College. If she delayed it any further, she would have to return to school late, which was not a good idea.

Chen Feng said: "It's the intention that matters, not the level."

In fact, Chen Feng's schedule was tighter than Zhong Lei's.

It was already May 25th.

Due to the time difference between China and the United States, and Chen Feng's running back and forth, his sleeping conditions also changed. The time he fell asleep would change slightly within a day.

But based on his many experiences, he knew that he would "fall asleep" tonight.

He personally prefers to listen to the taste of a finished version before going to sleep.

In this way, when he listens to it again a thousand years later, he will definitely have a deeper feeling.

At ten o'clock that evening, the recording was finally completed.

The Saviors announced their temporary disbandment on the spot.

Chen Feng did not rush back to sleep, but drove Zhong Lei to a plane flying directly to Los Angeles.

When he arrived at the door of the Ke Lai Apartment, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

He had just parked the car in the underground parking garage and got out when he heard a steady male baritone behind him.

"Chen Feng."

He turned his head sharply, and a dark shadow rushed towards him with a whistling sound.

Enemy attack!

Everything happened in a flash, but the opponent's movements turned into indescribable slow motion in his eyes, as if time had been pressed in slow motion.

The one who was shaking his fist at him was a very young square-faced man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a tall stature.

The man's punching movements were refined, experienced and ruthless, with a military aura.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be hit in the face by this punch, and would be seriously injured if not killed.

But in front of Chen Feng, it was not enough.

He instantly entered the fighting state, his body tensed up, and a terrifying murderous intent surged to the sky.

His heart pounded violently, and a large amount of sticky blood seemed to be awakened by a torrent of water, and a huge amount of energy was quickly sent to all parts of his body.

At the same time, Chen Feng's basic fighting movements, which seemed slow but fast, had been completed.

Clenching his right fist and blocking with his left hand.

Bend his knees, swing his arms, and punch the opponent in the face.

Bang!

But his fist did not hit the opponent's face, but stopped three millimeters in front of the opponent's door.

The sudden bang was caused by the force of his fist that was too strong, and the sound waves caused by the air rolled by his sleeves.

At some point, his left hand had quietly reached out and grabbed the opponent's neck.

The man in front of Chen Feng who took the initiative to swing his fist was first blown in the face by the strong wind, and his face became distorted.

The strong wind quickly dissipated, and his movements froze in place.

He swallowed, and his face was very cold from the wind.

Beads of sweat were slowly dripping down his forehead.

At that moment just now, he almost thought he was going to die.

Chen Feng withdrew his hand, looked down at his torn sleeves, and then looked up at the man in front of him with suspicion.

"Hello... Hello. It was just a joke. I didn't expect you to react so strongly."

The man raised his slightly trembling hand.

Chen Feng shook his hand gently, "This joke is quite scary. Who are you? I think you look familiar."

He really felt that the man in front of him was familiar. He had seen him somewhere and more than once.

The other party should also feel lucky that Chen Feng reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been in great danger just now.

"Lu Wu, Lu Wei is my sister. I'm glad to meet you."

The other party introduced himself.

Chen Feng was stunned at first, "No wonder you look familiar. You and Lu Wei are a bit similar. Hello, hello, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Chen Feng didn't tell the truth.

The brother and sister look quite different. Lu Wei is gentle, Lu Wu is masculine, and their temperaments are even more different.

Chen Feng reacted in time and stopped because Lu Wu was more like someone else in his memory.

Suddenly, Chen Feng's pupils shrank sharply.

He remembered.

Lu Xianfeng, the commander of Venus, who had been Tang Tianxin's top boss a thousand years later and the child's mother's right-hand man in the most recent timeline!

Another surname that spanned a thousand years was matched.

He could not hide his surprise.

In many timelines, Lu Xianfeng has always been one of the senior leaders in the military and political circles.

However, Chen Feng thought that it was only because of his outstanding talent that he could become a nail-biter, and he had never figured out Lu Xianfeng's bloodline.

Now he knows.

The family behind Lu Wei is indeed very talented. It has been a thousand years and the family has not fallen into decline. It is really amazing.

Chen Feng's mood was quite complicated. This situation was somewhat different from the absolute fairness he wanted, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

But he quickly gave up thinking about it.

Just looking at Lu Wei's character, we can see that the Lu family has a complete set of mature systems for cultivating the three views of their descendants. If the descendants of this family can be so outstanding, why can't they prosper forever?

In a sense, it is also unfair that an outstanding family cannot continue to inherit.

After hearing Chen Feng's question, Lu Wu hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Nothing else, I just suddenly got a little curious and wanted to get to know you."

Chen Feng nodded, "Now we know each other, then what?"

Lu Wu was stunned, "Nothing else, goodbye, we'll have dinner together later."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away, and soon disappeared.

Chen Feng stood there and took out his mobile phone, thought for a few seconds, but finally did not call Lu Wei.

He thought to himself, this person is mysterious, but he must be someone who wants to test him, but he was almost speechless because of the power of his punch.

Go upstairs, wash up.

Go to bed, sleep.

Before falling asleep, he thought silently.

What will happen this time?

Will I return as a king, or will all my efforts be in vain?