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Chapter 278 You have never been truly happy, a smile is just your protective color

Chen Feng suddenly smiled bitterly, "What? I look very optimistic?"

Zhong Lei looked at his slightly bitter expression and thought carefully for a moment, "It doesn't seem to be the case."

"Well, I am indeed a pessimist."

Zhong Lei: "Pessimist?"

Chen Feng nodded, "The degree may be a little deeper than your original celibacy."

Zhong Lei was suddenly exposed by him and didn't know how to respond.

Chen Feng added: "Who doesn't dream? Whose dreams are all beautiful dreams? Isn't it natural for pessimists to have nightmares? You won't ask me why I am pessimistic, will you? I really can't answer that."

Chen Feng thought about his failures again and again, the comrades who died in front of him one after another, the mothers of his children who died in battle again and again, and the daughters who were not born again and again, and his heart became more and more sentimental.

Zhong Lei noticed his changes and gradually became serious, "Do you really have nightmares often?"

He sighed, "Yes, I do it often. Once a month, it is indeed a nightmare, more real than you imagine, and the dream is continuous, like a long, smelly, and endless movie with no ending.

It’s a sadistic TV series. I don’t want to recall it myself. Don’t ask me what happened in the dream, I don’t want to talk about it.”

When he said this, Chen Feng couldn't help but become really pessimistic.

If you go through all the trouble to kill a spherical battleship, only to find that it is followed by hundreds of millions of invader battleships, how should you deal with it?

Problems that he had avoided before would have to be faced sooner or later. Chen Feng couldn't think of a way for a while, and even the expectation of victory gradually dissipated.

He couldn't help but think to himself that maybe if he continued to fight for countless years, he could defeat the fleet of the Compound Eyes.

Then they counterattacked to the opponent's base camp, only to find that what they thought was the enemy's main fleet was just an insignificant vanguard of the powerful Compound Eyes civilization that ruled the entire galaxy and even a larger star field.

So what should we do?

Well, if I can still hold on.

But after the Compound Eyes are completely wiped out, will they still have to face the terrifying existence that produces and creates the solar system barrier?

If the rapid development of human beings is a wonder of the universe, then is the solar system barrier, a wall of sighs that makes even second-level civilizations completely despair, also a more powerful wonder of the universe?

At the higher levels of the civilization hierarchy, how many high-level civilizations are there that are incomparable, elusive, incomprehensible, and full of malicious intent?

How big is the universe?

How many civilizations are there in the universe?

Is there any hope for mankind to win the battle?

Will the other side let earth civilization go?

Chen Feng didn't know.

But the history of countless internal wars in human history told him that when a certain race has to rely on the kindness of others for its survival, disastrous consequences often occur.

It would be easy for our comrades to die.

But once Chen Feng puts on his battle uniform and sets foot on the battlefield, he is destined to face an endless lonely war.

Although he had made big promises and made up his mind to burn out the invaders, as he struggled again and again, especially when staged victory was in sight, his mood inevitably wavered a little.

This time he worked too hard, and he even felt a little exhausted when he first woke up.

Before he knew it, he began to feel tired.

He is really tired.

My heart also relaxed.

Laxness gave opportunities for depression, so he was easily aroused by the topic of nightmares.

Chen Feng suddenly seemed to have all his strength taken away from him. He forgot about the paint on his back and sat softly on the chair.

Zhong Lei stared blankly.

After a long time, he forced a smile and looked up at Zhong Lei, "I'm sorry for letting you see my weak side. I'm embarrassed."

Zhong Lei shook her head, "It's not a shame."

Chen Feng smiled again, "Do you think I'm a bit pretentious?"

Zhong Lei rushed forward, hugged his head and pressed it on her chest, "I beg you, stop laughing! Don't be pretentious! Ever since you wrote the first song for me, I have found that you have never

When you are truly happy, your smile is just your protective color! Don’t lie to me!"

Feeling the warmth wrapping around his face, Chen Feng's nose felt sore for a moment, but he remembered the earnest teachings of the real man Brother Hu.

If Brother Hu, the strongest instructor in mankind, found himself like this, he would definitely laugh his head off.

He broke away slightly and continued to laugh, "It's okay, I can handle it."

The more he smiled, the more worried Zhong Lei became, "I'll take you to see a psychiatrist."

Chen Feng still smiled and shook his head, "It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself."

"What?"

"I forgot to tell you that I have studied a lot of psychology in my spare time, but I seem to have failed at it. The better I learn, the stronger my resistance to other psychiatrists becomes. My situation is difficult to explain. Generally speaking,

A psychiatrist is of no use. An unusual one should be of no use either."

Zhong Leiba tightened her lips and wanted to say something to enlighten him, but found that she had no way of saying it.

She couldn't guess what nightmare could be so terrifying that it almost defeated Chen Feng, leaving him wandering on the edge of collapse and determination.

After a long time, Zhong Lei said slowly: "I don't believe there is any nightmare in the world that can last a lifetime. Since your dream is a TV series, there will definitely be a finale."

Chen Feng asked, "Why? Maybe the director is so immoral that he went to the palace to meet the saint just after filming?"

Zhong Lei shook his head, "Because you are the director, as long as you don't want to enter the palace, the story will definitely have a happy ending. All stories will have a reversal, and as long as you want to pursue a perfect ending, then the nature of your nightmare will definitely be

It should be a sweet dream!”

Chen Feng felt that what she said made sense, but he was feeling depressed and unsure whether he, as a director, could survive until the end.

Zhong Lei suddenly said: "Let me write a song for you."

"ah?"

Chen Feng suddenly panicked. How come she suddenly started to want to write a song while we were chatting?

Didn’t the Seven Swords Divine Comedy be copied back?

How long has it been since?

She wants to influence me with love?

Finished!

I don't want to make any mistakes. If she comes up with a touching love song that speaks directly to her heart but has no connotation, then history will be distorted on the spot.

"Ahem, no, no, no, let's just practice the songs in the octet first."

"No! I'm going to write it to you now! I'm going to tell you what a sweet dream should be like! I'm going to pull you out of the nightmare right now!"

Zhong Lei banged the entry bar next to her and quickly walked towards the piano in the living room.

Chen Feng stood up and wanted to follow.

Zhong Lei turned around and pointed at the chair again, "Sit down for me."

Chen Feng sat down obediently.

It’s over, I can’t hold it any longer.

Something big is going to happen.

He wished he could hang himself and act like a melancholy when he had nothing to do.

Now it's better. If you ask for mercy and get mercy, something big will happen.

Over there, Zhong Lei has begun to close her eyes and rest her mind. I don’t know whether she is composing the rhyme or composing the lyrics.

Ten minutes have passed.

Zhong Lei is still closing her eyes to rest.

Chen Feng was at a loss.

He stood up.

Zhong Lei suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Sit down."

Chen Feng sat up straight again, pressed his hands on his knees, and closed his thighs tightly. He was a little anxious, but as a professional player, he could withstand it.

Zhong Lei over there has already begun to take out a notebook and write on it.

Chen Feng thought to himself, it looks like the lyrics have come out.

At this time, he was actually more nervous than when he faced the invader warship. It was like some gambling man with a monthly salary of 1,000 who bought a super double of the football lottery. He guessed all the first thirteen games, and the last game was a draw, with both sides zero.

The feeling of entering injury time from zero.

Next, Zhong Lei's fingers began to jingle on the piano.

Chen Feng could not sit still. He crossed his legs and sometimes switched his left leg to his right. He could not calm down.

Half of it is nervous and half of it is suppressed.

After another ten minutes passed, Zhong Lei breathed a long sigh of relief and whispered: "Okay!"

Chen Feng asked: "Has it been written? What's the name of the song?"

Zhong Lei grinned and said, "Now, I would like to invite Master Chen Feng to appreciate the new work that I just completed, "Sleepwalking Virgo"."

"What!"

Chen Feng was stunned on the spot.

He knows this song very well.

In the previous timeline, after completing "Morning Wind", Zhong Lei completed a total of six songs in addition to "You Think of Me Absent" when she was dying.

The remaining five songs are the two's wedding song "Hope of Life", as well as "Sleepwalking Virgo", which was born in the same month, and the following "Chasing the Wind", "Continue Again in the Next Life", and "No Regrets in This Life".

It seems that the proportion of love songs written for him is slightly higher, and Chen Feng feels a little stiff about this. Fortunately, Zhong Lei is someone who has pursuit after all, and has not done anything too low-key. The overall level of these six songs is comparable to that of Seven Swords.

The Divine Comedy is very similar, so there is no big problem.

But in fact, Chen Feng didn't like her writing songs for him like this.

Among these six songs, "Sleepwalking Virgo", which is full of imagination, and "You Are Missing Me," which is the most accurate and irresistible in terms of emotion, are his favorites.

So after returning this time, Chen Feng originally planned to leave her only "You Miss Me Absent" at most, and simply sold the other books to Lu Wei or Chen Li, He Jiaqi and others to see if he could get Zhong Lei's creative direction back.

to the right track as he hoped.

Unexpectedly, people are not as good as God, he was just selling cuteness, Zhong Lei thought of it, and wrote the song "Sleepwalking Virgo" which was supposed to be written after she got married, when she was completely relaxed and full of hope for her future life.

》It was squeezed out in advance.

This is good, her inspiration has also been mastered, she is completely unreasonable, she just comes as she says, and she doesn't give her a chance to copy the song at all.

Those who ride on other people's faces and copy singers will eventually suffer retribution, and they will be cut off from singing songs.

Not sure if this was good news or bad news, Chen Feng immediately had new worries.

Her state of mind and level this time are definitely different from the previous timeline, but don't let her favorite song completely change.

Over there, Zhong Lei had already started to play, and her smart, white and slender fingers were like ten playful and cute elves jumping around on the keys.

Like the crisp sound of a musical instrument rippling from a mountain stream, it hits your face with an elegant and fairy-like charm.

Only a moment of prelude brings people's thinking into the mysterious and incomprehensible space of the universe.

Chen Feng was stunned at first, and then fell into a trance.

It tastes the same, but seems to be slightly different.

Compared with the previous version of "Sleepwalking in Virgo", Zhong Lei's fingering on the piano is more erratic, unpredictable and full of spirituality.

The creations of different age groups will always unconsciously bear the traces of time.

Zhong Lei, who is now 21 years old, is a full 40 years younger than the 61-year-old she wrote this song in the previous timeline.

Perhaps she is not as proficient in the fine craftsmanship, but the girl has more aura, which is more in line with the original charm of "Sleeping in Andromeda".

With Chen Feng's current tasting ability, he can taste the taste in just a moment.

Not only did it not go astray, it actually improved ahead of schedule.

He couldn't help but feel emotional and intoxicated at the same time.

After the prelude, Zhong Lei hummed softly in a low voice.

Chen Feng was shocked again. The lyrics were different and he became more confident.

She no longer uses conjecture and speculation to describe the starry sky, her words become more conclusive, and her imagination becomes bolder.

It was surging confidence and absolute freedom.

The light voice at its peak was like an orchid in the empty valley, as if it was about to fly out of the body with Chen Feng's soul.

Chen Feng did not resist at all and took the initiative to join in.

As the singing becomes louder and the turns and pitch changes become more complex and varied, the performer closes his eyes and plays and sings.

The listener's thinking is activated to the extreme, as if he has transformed into an elf traveling through time and space, wandering in the vast and mysterious starry sky.

Sometimes overlooking the galaxy, sometimes stepping on the stars, sometimes being mesmerized by the brilliant star rings, sometimes chasing after the brilliant comet, sometimes playing in the magnificent stream of light when the red giant explodes...

Then it flew further, drifted out of the Milky Way, and went to the Local Group of Galaxies composed of the Andromeda Galaxy, the Magellanic Clouds, etc.

This is not the end, just a new beginning.

She ran towards the Virgo supercluster again, which is the height where this song is named.

As the space is continuously enlarged, one after another completely different and mysterious stars are depicted.

Some incredible wonders of the universe were sung softly by her lyrics.

But her steps did not stop at the Virgo Supercluster. At the end of her song, she set her sights on the Laniakea Supercluster.

The singing stopped, but her universe did not end. It only left a lingering lingering sound in people's hearts, lasting for a long time, still inspiring people to take the initiative to imagine.

This is how the universe appears in the artist's mind.

There is no need to think about science, I just want to show you how beautiful the universe is.

She just wants you, a person living on earth, to see the endless sky in her heart.

Chen Feng was completely dumbfounded.

Zhong Lei has never deliberately pursued knowledge.

She has devoted 99% of her talent to music, and may only have the scientific literacy of an ordinary person.

But this time, the wonders of the universe that she describes in "Sleepwalking in Virgo" seem simple and somewhat idealistic, which are quite similar to many phenomena that can only be captured by the super telescopes of the 31st century.

She really "sees" the universe.

Others don't know, but Chen Feng knows.

He had to be shocked.

The way he looked at Zhong Lei was a bit like looking at a god.

It exploded.

He had imagined before that there were no limits to human imagination.

But he thought he would never find conclusive evidence.

Now he knew, the evidence was right in front of him.

Are you afraid you are a monster?


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