I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

If you want to learn music or collect more other materials, you must first leave the army as soon as possible and become a glorious low-income household.

Don’t look at the rigorous military training, but the practice of this era is not compulsory military service, and it’s unambiguous to eliminate people.

The reason why Chen Feng appeared in the barracks is just that the data from the previous physical examination and neurological response test is acceptable, which proves that he has the potential to become an excellent soldier.

But as long as he is unqualified in character and behavior, he will soon be beaten back to his place of origin.

Last time he was eliminated because of lack of common sense, this time he will not repeat the same mistakes, but he will deliberately pretend to be crazy!

Two months later, Chen Feng succeeded.

He got on the shuttle with his backpack.

Chen Feng sat by the glass window and waved to the comrades who were seeing off outside.

With a buzzing sound, the shuttle blasted off.

The silhouettes of the comrades on the platform quickly moved away.

The shuttle dragged a long azure tail flame, left the military camp at the foot of Mount Everest, and went straight to the subsistence housing area thousands of kilometers away.

Chen Feng, who took off his military uniform and put on his normal uniform, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and sighed inwardly, but he was eliminated.

The last time he entered the dream state, he only persisted in the barracks for a month.

At that time, he still had some regrets and didn’t want to leave. He thought that if he had adapted to this world earlier, he might not have performed so badly in the reserve training.

But this time he obviously wanted to be eliminated on the initiative, but a lot of things were understood, he really couldn’t make those common-sense mistakes.

He performed much better this time than last time, and he even became friends with a few recruits.

The last time he was eliminated, he left alone in a dingy manner, but this time several comrades in arms saw him off and regretted his “traumatic” elimination.

How do they know that this is a relief for Chen Feng.

Chen Feng actually doesn’t want the friendship of these people, but he really can’t refuse the kindness of others.

How can he bear to tell everyone that after a year, all of you, including me, will die?

In the two months in the barracks, in addition to fishing in the daily recruit training, he also used the military database to inquire a lot of information.

Same as last time, he still couldn’t find any detailed historical materials, only some very brief records.

Chen Feng didn’t care about it. He didn’t have any expectations for it anyway, so naturally he would not be disappointed.

It took three or four days for Chen Feng to settle down in the welfare zone of the low-income households in his hometown.

He was “returning home in splendor” and no one came to greet him.

He doesn’t even have an old acquaintance in this hometown.

In the real world, although Chen Feng’s family affection is indifferent, he still has his adoptive parents. This life seems even worse. Except for the file showing that he was originally from Shuzhou, there is no family member. The whole person seems to be from Popped out of a crack in the stone.

Chen Feng knew that he had only one year to live, but he didn’t have any regrets. Instead, he ended up in a leisurely life.

In the spacious and bright living room of the welfare house, Chen Feng snapped his fingers.

Slap.

He said: “Smart assistant, your name is Little Wei from now on.”

“Good master.”

“Little Wei, here to I read all the information about the famous singer Zhong Lei at the beginning of the 21st century.”

In less than 0.1 second, a holographic projection light curtain emerged two meters in front of him.

Zhong Lei’s detailed information sheet appeared in front of him.

Basic information, portfolio, famous quotes and anecdotes are all available.

Chen Feng sat on the sofa, the light curtain automatically adjusted, still maintaining a distance of one meter, and at a forty-five inclination angle to the ground.

Chen Feng glanced at the information with his eyes and thoughts, and said in his mouth: “Prepare me lunch, I want the No. 7 Sichuan cuisine set meal, medium spicy.”

Compared with the above Secondly, Zhong Lei’s information has hardly changed. The number of works, the names of the works, and the time and background of the creation of these works are all exactly the same.

Everything seems to have not changed.

Chen Feng focused his gaze on the column of famous quotes and anecdotes, focused slightly, and expanded the detailed information of this column.

What appeared in front of him were many reports related to Zhong Lei, from when she first debuted to biographies written by others hundreds of years after her death.

Data related to the history of the database is very brief, but things related to entertainment and culture are kept intact.

Chen Feng has read this information before.

In order to dig into history, he has worked hard. Since the official history is unsearchable, he also hoped to find clues from these scraps.

It’s just a pity that the information he collected from these articles is very fragmented and out of structure, and it doesn’t help him understand history in any way.

Chen Feng clicked on an interview casually. This was the first interview Zhong Lei was interviewed after she became famous. It took place when she was twenty-six years old, which is 2024 in the real world.

At that time, Chen Feng pondered over this interview no less than ten times.

After all, this is the closest written record to the era in which he lived.

Chen Feng looks at it from beginning to end again.

3 minutes later, he was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes again to make sure he was right.

“No, when reporters asked her this question before, she didn’t answer that way! Did I remember it wrong? Impossible!”

Chen Feng scratched her hair .

This is written in the interview report.

The reporter asked: “Now that you have become famous, do you have anything to say to those newcomers in the industry who are aspiring to embark on the road of music but are still groping in the dark?”

This is a very common question. Almost every successful person will be asked similar questions in different ways on different occasions.

The standard answer is usually that these successful people give Junior some false encouragement, talk about the weight of ideals, and talk about the meaning of persistence.

But Chen Feng clearly remembered that the last time he saw this interview, Zhong Lei’s answer was only two words, very simple and rude.

“No.”

This answer is very indifferent to her personal style. She is so indifferent and momentarily cold, forcing the reporter to quickly change the subject, saying that she is indeed the same as the rumors. Straight back and forth.

……

But this is how the interview manuscript is written.

Zhong Lei replied: “Music needs innate talent more than any industry. Before choosing this path, it is best to find out if you have innate talent in this area. Otherwise, it will be a waste of life. “

Reporter: “Can’t hard work make up the gap in innate talent?”

Zhong Lei: “Yes, I used to have a neighbor five years ago. I only listen to him.” After playing the guitar for less than half an hour, he clearly told him that there is no sense of music. This road is a dead end for him.”

Reporter: “Did he listen to you? He later How was it?”

Zhong Lei: “I should have listened, because I was not disturbed by noises anymore. As for what happened to him, I don’t know, I’m not familiar with it.”

Reporter: “Sure enough, you are going straight back and forth as in the rumors. Let’s talk about your new song.”

……

The content of the following interview and The past is exactly the same again.

Chen Feng’s expression continues to change.

He thought, cheating!

The noisy neighbor in Zhong Lei’s mouth refers to himself?

Meaning, I practiced guitar for a month, but she still missed it?

Although I still haven’t been able to leave a name in history, there is another symbol, “Zhong Lei, the neighbor without music innate talent”.

Chen Feng continued to read other materials. In several different versions of Zhong Lei’s biographies, she has seen her “only innate talent theory” using her own example.

Combined with various information, it shows that this event really happened.

The small changes a thousand years ago, finally through the medium of Zhong Lei, the influence continued after the millennium.

History has indeed been changed so much.

Of course, the major progress and direction have not changed, it’s just that there are more trivial words in the historical materials related to Zhong Lei.

Although Chen Feng changed history, the influence was not strong enough, and the influence was neutralized by the heavy historical torrent with no difficulty.

Turn off the holographic screen, Chen Feng sat on the sofa thinking hard.

He was stunned again.

I can’t really blame him.

He is not a genius, he is just a mortal, with too much information, and the frequency of brain downtime is a bit high.

Through the changes in historical data related to Zhong Lei, he realized a new problem.

The real world and my dream world have spanned thousands of years and are truly linked.

Then what the hell is going on!

Is this dream a dream, or is it a reality?

If it is a dream, then why does the historical data change?

Why is my touch so real?

What are these immersive, touching plots, having ups and downs, these classic songs, and these immersive games?

My brain supplement ability is impossible so strong.

But if it is reality, then why do I wake up in my bed after I die?

Should not you die simply and neatly when you die?

Also, I have awakened and returned to reality. Why did 1 month later come here again in my sleep?

Time has returned to October 26, 3019 AD, eight o’clock in the morning?

Why one hundred thousand turned into one hundred thousand chains and wrapped him into a mummy.

Chen Feng has read a lot of online novels, especially those about Crossing Xiang, and his nerves are quite big, and he boasts that he has seen a lot of the world.

Even if he really traveled to a powerhouse and walked all over the floor, the fantasy world of Saint Archmage many as dogs, he felt that he could accept it.

The situation he encountered made him completely at a loss.

He was stunned for most of the day, until the hungry gu gu came back to his senses.

Chen Feng sighed then said, consciously with his ordinary aptitude, really can’t think through such a profound and complex philosophical issue.

Since you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it.

“Count the ball! It’s serious to learn to copy songs quickly!”

Chen Feng ordered Little Wei to play “Bored” while planning his meal.

“Uh, yes, this is Zhong Lei’s first song. If I copy it, will it completely reverse her destiny and copy her Beethoven?”

“This…”

He hesitated for about ten seconds, and Zhong Lei’s disgusting face appeared in his mind, which was quite ugly.

Inexplicably full of bad words, his attitude is so stiff that he doesn’t get into it.

I avoided you like a thief and practiced hard for a month. I was hit by you once by chance. It was not too late. It was only at eight or nine o’clock at night, and you had to complain to me.

Chen Feng consciously owed her nothing, but was treated like an enemy.

So he was beaten up by his “conscience” that just faintly felt a sense of indebtedness in his heart.

Copy!

It’s she who deserves it if she confiscates her!

Who told her that her song is the closest to 2019, with the best style, the highest success rate, and the safest?

Anyway, I have tried to lick you hard.

I can’t lick it, you don’t give me a chance!

Chen Feng has a more pleasant feeling of revenge.

I told you to look down on me.

I copied you to death!