Not long after, today's main protagonist, Song Siyu, came back.
The girl is not tall, has refreshing short hair, and her face looks a bit childish, giving people a very clean feeling.
She also wears very simple round-rimmed glasses, and her dressing style is also very simple. She does not look like a lady from the Song family, a prominent family in Hanzhou, but more like a student from an ordinary family.
When Chen Feng saw him in person for the first time, he felt that he looked more like Ou Qinglan than in the photo.
He wanted to beat Fatty Ou again.
It is really a delicate flower planted on the rich cow dung. The world is declining and people's hearts are not as good as before.
"Master, this is Song Siyu. She also admires you very much."
Fatty Ou took Song Siyu's hand and introduced him cheerfully.
Chen Feng suppressed his jealousy and nodded pretending to be profound, "Not bad, not bad, congratulations."
"Thank you, Master!"
Before the fat man answered, Song Siyu answered loudly with a crisp voice.
Fatty Ou is not polite, Song Siyu really admires Chen Feng, whether it is academics or art, Chen Feng can be called her double idol.
She was especially interested in the concept of quantum programming proposed by Chen Feng. After seeing Chen Feng, she couldn't walk. She asked questions like a master on the left and a teacher on the right, transforming into a hundred thousand whys.
This girl looks quiet, but she actually has an active personality, quite out-of-the-box and familiar.
Before Chen Feng said anything, she had already followed the fat man's example of beating snakes and followed the stick to arrange her master's title.
Before, Chen Feng was wondering how these two people with such different images could get together.
Now he understands that it is not fate that people on the road do not enter the same house.
If Fatty Ou hadn't really been unable to bear it and dragged him away, Song Siyu could have stayed here chasing Chen Feng and asking questions all night.
Before leaving, Song Siyu still struggled to ask if she could return to China and work directly at Xingfeng Research Institute after finishing her PhD.
Chen Feng shied the matter away from Ryan, saying that he did not care about specific matters at the institute.
After a long time, Fatty Ou came back in embarrassment while wiping his sweat, "Master, I'm sorry, my wife is so familiar with her, she has no etiquette, and she has read too much and her brain has become stupid."
Chen Feng said angrily: "It sounds like you are unfamiliar with it. Have you read a lot?"
When the fat man recalled the process of sticking to his master, he seemed to be the same as his wife.
"Okay, okay, go ahead and do your business. You are the protagonist today, so don't worry about me."
Everyone was there by themselves, and there were not so many red tapes. Everyone just sat together, chatted, chatted, gave out red envelopes, and gave small gifts.
Chen Feng walked around with Meng Xiaozhou and Ryan, chatting with everyone about the events of the past few days to stabilize the morale of the army.
Then he casually chatted with Chen Li, He Jiaqi and others to maintain their relationship.
In the end, he couldn't resist the sluttiness of Mai Hui, and when he came to his senses, he realized that he had promised He Jiaqi another song.
Master Chen felt overwhelmed, and he finally realized what Zheng Rou had said about Mai Hui, "He is very warm and knows how to get things done."
Chen Li and others next to him were envious of He Jiaqi's good fortune. There was an agent who was so good at communicating with Chen Feng. Things that others might think were difficult to achieve, but Mai Hui did so smoothly.
Chen Li began to wonder whether he should bring an assistant with the same style as Mai Hui to challenge Mai Mang?
Qin Lu was wondering if she should change her style and take a more neutral route, then maybe there would still be hope for the monkey plan.
Otherwise, the boss seems to be getting more and more fairy-like now, and there is really no hope if we don’t work harder.
Then comes the banquet. The chefs in charge of the banquet are all from the star hotels affiliated to the Ouhe Group. Their craftsmanship is impeccable and the food is delicious and delicious.
During the lively banquet, Fatty Ou jumped up and down, got carried away and drank a lot.
After the banquet was over, everyone was chatting again, and from time to time they would break up and the two of them would sing and dance. There were many Mai Ba who reproduced the real and original sounds, which can be called the ultimate KTV in the world.
Chen Feng was encouraged to go up and sing a song with Zhong Lei, Lu Wei and Qin Lu respectively.
Although Chen Feng's voice is average, his pitch is not bad now. Driven by professional singers, his level is still somewhat interesting.
He even sang live acapella two "new songs" promised to He Jiaqi and Chen Li respectively.
The creation at this scene aroused the atmosphere to the extreme. He looked like a king of music and almost made his debut passively.
After the commotion was almost over, the time passed by nine o'clock at night without realizing it.
Ou Junlang called everyone together and invited everyone to toast to celebrate.
In fact, the fat man had already drank a lot at noon, but that was all for the occasion. He was really happy tonight and drank with everyone. Now he is a little drunk and talks with a loud tongue.
"Well, Hier... Master and brothers and sisters, thank you all. I am happy today, I am really happy! But I have something to say in my heart. Others think I am rich and live such an enviable life.
But actually everyone knows me, and I, Ou Junlang, am actually quite simple."
"I have nothing else to ask for in my life. One is to sing, and the other is to marry Song Siyu. I have been looking forward to this since I was five years old. Now that both of my dreams have come true, there is one person I want to thank the most, and that person is me.
Master! Master Chen Feng and Chen! I would like to toast Master first with this glass of wine! Master, drink it! You must drink this glass of wine!"
Fatty Ou really drank so much that he dared to force Chen Feng to drink.
Chen Feng didn't blame him, he smiled and sighed.
With his current physique, no amount of alcohol would be a problem.
After thanking Chen Feng, the fat man turned around and thanked Song Siyu again. He didn't know who was trying to get the two of them to drink from each other.
The fat man agreed.
But some people said that what Song Siyu was holding was fruit juice, not wine, so it didn't count.
Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat and he was about to stop him, but the fat man, who was so drunk that his tongue was tied, refused to agree.
He cheered up and waved his hand very manly, "That's not okay! My wife can't drink now!"
While saying this, the fat man placed his hand gently on Song Siyu's lower abdomen, and his face was filled with happiness.
Song Siyu lowered his head shyly, looked at the big white hands on his waist, and quietly put down his left hand and gently placed it on the back of Fatty Ou's hand.
She looked sideways at the fat man.
The two of them looked at each other, their eyes filled with sweetness that was so intense that it couldn't be dissolved.
The light shines on the two people, like a waterfall of light, and the romantic atmosphere is both inconsistent and moving.
Meng Xiaozhou took the lead and said, "Kiss me!"
Chen Li and others followed in unison, and even Lu Wei blended into the atmosphere, waving and shouting.
The crowd burst into laughter and envy.
There were only two people in the audience who remained silent.
One was Chen Feng who stood quietly watching the scene, and the other was Zhong Lei who had her eyes on Chen Feng from the beginning to the end.
Chen Feng didn't want this. He also wanted to blend into the atmosphere, but he couldn't.
His thinking is very divergent, and this picture reminds him of some things and many things.
When everyone was immersed in joy, he became jealous.
He thought of his daughter who struggled in the timeline time and time again but could not be born.
Grandpa was particularly concerned about this matter before he left, but in the end it came to nothing.
Even though grandpa changed the topic quickly, Chen Feng still saw disappointment in his eyes.
As for this life, Chen Feng knew very clearly that his genetic level was too high, and it was theoretically impossible for him and Zhong Lei to have descendants.
Zhong Lei, who was born in the 21st century, does not have the genetic arousal of the 31st century.
Even a future top commander like Tang Tianxin, who has almost reached the 35% limit and whose brain structure is different from ordinary people, only has a hit rate of one in ten thousand.
Among the tens of billions of large-scale matchings in the future timelines, only Tang Tianxin will always be selected.
It is impossible for Zhong Lei in the 21st century to have any outcome with him.
But it's better for the fat man. If the fetus in Song Siyu's belly is passed down from generation to generation, there will definitely be descendants as amazing and talented as Ou Qinglan.
Fat people are really lucky. Whether it is the posture of reincarnation, the posture of holding the thigh, or even the posture of giving birth to a baby, they are all top-notch.
Fat people live a relaxed and comfortable life, carefree and free.
Even in the two timelines where he played with the Brexit Group, he didn't receive much criticism. Anyway, he lived his whole life happily and seemingly hard but actually heartlessly.
Not to mention that after he gets his "care", he can not only do what he likes, marry the person he likes, but also have excellent descendants.
This is a perfect life.
But when Chen Feng looked back at himself, let alone his experiences as a boy, he now clearly had a golden finger, and had as much money as the fat man, and his social status was much higher than that of the fat man, but he just couldn't live.
happy.
Chen Feng knew what the problem was.
As long as a person's money can satisfy his basic needs, in fact, whether he lives happily or not has absolutely nothing to do with money, power, and status.
It's just that most people's desires happen to be money, power, status, and beauty, so the world mistakenly thinks that they will be satisfied if they get these.
But in fact, this concept is wrong in its origin.
Satisfaction is only related to whether the person can achieve his or her inner desires.
The simpler the appeal, the easier it is to reach the end of your dream.
Chen Feng's demands were too big and too difficult to satisfy, so his heart was always empty, like duckweed, with no place to rest.
He sighed secretly and spread his hands to himself.
He whispered to himself: "So I really don't want to be a savior. How much better it would be if I were still the same person I was before. Sigh."
Feeling powerless against the current situation, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
Chen Feng can reverse the future, but he cannot reverse everything he has experienced and his changed mentality in the 21st century.
Zhong Lei quietly stretched out her hand and held his sleeve.
Her fingers were very hard and her fingernails were a little white.
Lu Wei, who had been pretending to blend in with the crowd, glanced here slightly, but then pulled it back with a guilty conscience.
Lu Wei shouted with greater strength, "Kiss me!"
Ou Junlang and Song Siyu finally kissed each other gently, with a quick touch, suitable for both young and old.
Chen Feng turned away and walked to the other side of the pond.
The nights in early summer are not too cold.
Today is the 30th day of the lunar calendar, and there are no stars or moon in the sky. It is so dark and gray that even the movement of clouds cannot be seen clearly.
Only the faint light of night lights can be reflected in the lake.
Chen Feng took his hands out of his pockets, leaned on the railing by the lake, and stared at the shadows in the lake in a daze.
"You've always had something on your mind, and it's not as simple as a nightmare."
Zhong Lei beside him said softly.
Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, you saw through it."
"Why can't you tell us? You should give us a little confidence, maybe we can help you share the burden."
Zhong Lei mustered up the courage to say this.
Chen Feng pondered for a long time.
For a moment, he almost relaxed.
If the person who asked him this sentence was not Zhong Lei but Ryan, maybe he would have said it immediately.
Zhong Lei's feelings for him are getting deeper and deeper now, and she even wrote a sublimated version of "Sleepwalking Virgo" for him. But the more this happens, the more difficult it becomes for Chen Feng.
He tilted his head slightly and looked at the long-haired woman who was still young at this time, and her hands and feet were filled with the aura of a country. He suddenly remembered how he cried at the wedding in his old age in the previous timeline.
He finally understood his state of mind at that time.
I owe her so much.
I lied to her with my feelings for a lifetime.
The harder she worked and the better she did, the less I could free myself from the guilt.
If you want to be a person who deceives the world, steals your reputation and deceives your feelings all your life, you need to tell lies your whole life, which is both easy and too difficult.
Chen Feng even thought that maybe only by becoming a real politician could he get used to this kind of life structured by lies.
He even wanted to call himself a fool.
Since you have done something shameless, why can't you face the reality calmly, put aside your unnecessary moral values, and be a good liar?
Anyway, even without me, she will die alone, right?
I at least gave her a sweet dream with lies, didn't I?
Grandpa taught me the truth and made me live up to everyone who treats me well.
If I continue to lie, should I be doing her a favor?
Right?
But isn't it better to tell the truth?
Chen Feng was lost.
Zhong Lei didn't know what Chen Feng was thinking, she was just keenly aware of Chen Feng's inner relaxation.
She decided to take it a step further.
Zhong Lei suddenly grabbed Chen Feng's hand holding the railing, "Speak out, no matter what it is, can you try to walk lightly from now on?"
Feeling the warmth and delicate touch from the palm of his hand, Chen Feng was shocked all over.
A terrible thought came into his mind.
Do I really believe her for once?
Reveal a little more?
Give it a try?
Zhong Lei is not an ordinary person. Maybe I should have more confidence in her abilities and potential, and believe in her persistence in her dreams?
Chen Feng began to wonder, maybe if she was not bound by her false love, would she have done better?
She doesn't have to wait needlessly in lies, and she can deceive almost everyone in the world with more peace of mind.
Once this idea arose in his mind, it was out of control.
Things are always changing, and different strategies should be adopted at different stages.
Chen Feng could have continued to deceive Zhong Lei with peace of mind.
But as Zhong Lei fell deeper and deeper into the trap, although her talent was still there, her personality had undergone tremendous changes.
She became more and more considerate and applied her keen sense of music to Chen Feng.
When Chen Feng's state changes, she can detect it immediately and take action subconsciously.
In Chen Feng's opinion, she was gradually sinking and putting too much attention on herself.
After all, her thinking went astray.
Chen Feng thought to himself, I should have woken up long ago. As she continued to explode and even wrote "Sleepwalking Virgo" in advance, I should have faced reality.
She has accumulated a lot to a certain extent, and the stage of using false love to bind her is about to end.
Instead, I became her shackles.
It's time for me to let it go.
He took a deep breath and said, "Wait a minute, I'll think about it first."
He is imagining language.
In fact, he could have kept this matter in his bag of tricks and waited until he left to do it.
If you find that you have done something wrong, you can still try and make mistakes.
But his intuition and emotions were telling him not to live opportunistically like a shameless thief, but to be more responsible and take responsibility for his own actions.
Don't kidnap Zhong Lei again. Give her her true freedom now and give her the power of choice.
Just like she trusts herself unconditionally, I should also trust her unconditionally once and believe that she can still do it.
As Tang Tianxin said, trust your comrades.
For some things, leaving a way out is a lack of self-confidence.
If I want to win, I have to win completely!
Do everything you can and make a big bet. Bet that Zhong Lei will shine brighter after she is liberated.
"Zhong Lei."
"Um."
"Have you ever wondered why I have to ask you to compose songs inspired by gold records?"
Zhong Lei: "I know, didn't you say that you want to leave more things for this world? This song can change the times and make the best become better. I have never seen a dream greater than this."
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Chen Feng nodded: "Yes. Is this also your dream?"
Zhong Lei added: "Yes. I am very grateful that you gave me the opportunity and gave me this inspiration. You know that I have always wanted to leave some more valuable works, and this is my best opportunity. If it weren't for you
There was no way I could have come up with this idea and found Ryan to help us.”
"I have gradually come to realize that maybe the value of the songs I have written throughout my life is not as valuable as this one. I am excited now when I think that my name will still be remembered and praised by people after a thousand years.
You have to be a little trembling."
Seeing her beaming expression when she spoke, Chen Feng remembered what she once said.
"What's the use of looking good? No matter how good-looking you are, one day your breasts will sag and your face will become wrinkled. It's really meaningful to see how many timeless things you can leave behind in your lifetime."
She has changed a lot, but she has never changed.
Chen Feng took a deep breath and asked one more question, "Is it your own dream to complete it, or is it to complete it for me?"
He hopes to be the first answer, then he will have no worries.
Zhong Lei pondered for a few seconds, "Let's each take half."
Chen Feng: "Ah?"
"I have never desired so much. I just naively believed that I could do it, and I planned to try it according to my temper for the rest of my life. If I succeed, my life is not in vain, but if I fail, I deserve it. But you taught me a lot
You used your unconstrained thinking to come up with this way of creation, and then I completed it. Therefore, in my dream, you and music are each half."
Chen Feng froze.
Why is your answer so unconventional?
Are you trying to force my obsessive-compulsive disorder to death?
