Chen Feng decisively changed his mind, went back to the room and first sorted out all the more than ten songs that he had taken the time to memorize in the past, and then waited for the time to represent the expiration of the serum in a nervous mood.

Three and a half hours passed.

More than three hours had passed on him, but he hadn't fallen asleep.

Nothing had changed, as if he was supposed to be like this.

It shows that the effect of the serum has been solidified into the norm in him.

After a short period of excitement and ecstasy, and a cold shower with an understatement, Chen Feng, a "steady" player who collapsed in front of Taishan and did not change his face, began to do some intelligence tests for himself.

About two hours later, he completed several sets of IQ test papers and came to a conclusion.

In a way, I'm getting smarter.

His high concentration and more excited brain response when he thinks actively make him think faster and get the answers he wants more quickly.

Some conventional calculations, such as mental arithmetic and oral arithmetic, have also been comprehensively strengthened.

Of course, he didn't become the kind of quantum wave in film and television works, and reading a college physics textbook can compare to Einstein's freak.

He's still a mortal, and what he didn't know before, he still won't.

If he wants to go from not being able to become a know, he still needs to learn, and his ability to understand a new thing has not been improved, but his speed of thinking has been improved.

Gifted children in mathematics learn simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, only need to read the problem once, and can quickly understand the principle of calculation in their minds, and the problems in their knowledge system will naturally be comprehensive.

The average child needs one or two or more times of continuous intensive training to form mathematical concepts in their minds.

This is the gap in comprehension.

Chen Feng's intelligence is still at the level where he needs many intensive training sessions to understand new knowledge, but after his thinking becomes faster, perhaps in the eyes of others, he may be able to see it at a glance.

But in fact, he can only understand it after many repetitions and consolidations, but the speed is too fast, and the time taken for several repetitions is basically the same as that of others who understand it at one time.

The result seems to be the same, but there are essential differences inside.

In short, let him go to a new course now, because of the improved concentration and mental sharpness, he only needs to consume about half or less of the time in the past, but still have to learn.

What he couldn't have learned before, he still can't learn.

IQ is a very comprehensive concept, including the upper limit of learning speed and comprehension, and the blood clotting serum accelerates his learning speed, but does not increase the upper limit of his comprehension ability.

Because of the mutation, he was delayed for a morning, so he changed his itinerary again, and after measuring his intelligence, he went straight to Zhonghai.

It's not too late to sign a contract with Ou Junlang when he comes back, but Zhong Lei can't delay.

One minute every night is one more likely thing to happen.

In case Zhong Lei sent him the first draft of the arrangement of "Bathing in Fire" as if he was offering a treasure, and asked him to taste one or two, then he should call the heavens and the earth not to be spiritual.

You say I'm copying? Or do you copy it?

This seems like a trivial matter, it is nothing more than a song, but it will actually completely disrupt Chen Feng's plan.

Because of the changes made by "Bathing in Fire" to the Xuanwu Academy, Chen Feng deeply realized that excellent works of art play an important role in the process of human civilization.

A good work of art, whether it is literature, music, or painting, can leave a spiritual power.

It was food, a torch that civilization could use to light its way as it staggered in the dark.

Now that the times have become impetuous, songs have become saliva, and celebrities live behind hypocritical characters, such works are not qualified to be called works, they are just entertainment born to cater to the needs of others' pastimes.

Ignoring the essence of works and talents, and relying on hype and marketing to carve out hypocritical characters, celebrities are entertainment phenomena that came into being at the beginning of the information age.

This phenomenon will be born and rise because of the vigorous development of the Internet age, and reach its peak at a certain stage, so that a large group of people can make a lot of money.

However, with the change of the times, the process of informatization has been further deepened, and information has become more explosive, and these waste-like redundant information will be buried in the ocean of information, and there will be no wave.

Only truly good works will be remembered and truly show their value.

Waste entertainment was born because of the popularization of informatization, and it will die because of the success of informatization.

Chen Feng looked back at the process from the results and knew that this was a crooked path and could not go far.

He doesn't care how other people's paths go, he just wants to take the path he chooses now.

Therefore, the ultimate form of entertainment culture is culture, not entertainment.

Only after seeing the future can Chen Feng understand how precious Zhong Lei is now.

She is able to create works of historical value.

In her songs, she attacks the unfair, the unreasonable, the satirical, the distorted, the dirty, and inspires and promotes the positive.

Even if she sometimes embeds her negative emotions into her works, those negative songs can still pry open the hearts of the weak and awaken their motivation to become better and improve themselves.

Her songs can teach others how to face their weaknesses correctly, how to fight against the weakness and ugliness of their own human nature, which is beneficial to the development of civilization.

Such an example is too profound, to put it more simply.

Take, for example, Aamir Khan's film.

Let's Wrestle! The theme of the movie "Daddy" is to cry out for women who have been treated unfairly in a certain country.

If the male protagonist of a family who originally despised women was infected by this movie, he decided to give his little daughter a fair chance to learn.

And then this little daughter, who could only be a dowry tool, successfully completed her studies, became an excellent scholar, and left behind a technology that would give birth to a discipline a hundred years later?

Then the impact of this film is enough to be far-reaching for more than a thousand years.

Perhaps no one knows how this rigorous discipline originally relates to a film, but this butterfly-like cause and effect objectively exists.

Therefore, although Chen Feng has coveted the future of science and technology, he still refuses to give up what he initially thought was a shortcut to make a fortune, but later found out that this is a shortcut to change history.

Direct handling technology is a visual change to the future.

However, the transfer of artworks and the squeezing of Zhong Lei's potential are a broader and broader far-reaching change to the future.

These are two paths that complement each other, Chen Feng must grasp both hands, and both hands must be hard.

Copying songs is just the beginning, and there are still many things to do.

Maybe the road ahead is long and there is no end in sight, but he decided to persevere until the end of his life, just like Brother Hu once told him, what he himself said in a certain timeline.

When the plane arrived at Zhonghai and walked into the terminal hall, Chen Feng turned on his mobile phone and happened to receive a call from Zhong Lei.

Long before getting on the plane, he had already contacted Zhong Lei once and told her that he had prepared a "surprise" for her today.

"Did you get off the plane?"

On the phone, Zhong Lei's voice sounded a little tired, and she had been a little spinning and couldn't breathe lately.

But her exhaustion is also full of excitement and excitement, as long as she makes music, no matter how tired she is, she enjoys it.

Chen Feng responded: "Yes, I'll take a taxi here now, you can also rest a little, don't be too tired." ”

Zhong Lei yawned, "I'm sleeping in the car." Don't take a taxi, I'm taking my little sister's car to the airport. Her brother also came back from abroad today, and the flight time is about the same as you, so pick up her brother and pick you up by the way. It's a little congested in the city, but it's on the highway right away, and it's half an hour at the latest, oh no, twenty minutes. ”

Chen Feng was stunned, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He wasn't moved because Zhong Lei was coming to pick him up, it was something else.

He asked anxiously, "That, the little junior sister you are talking about is your assistant Meng Wanyue in the recording studio here, right?" ”

Zhong Lei was surprised: "Hey, how do you know? ”

Chen Feng forcibly calmed down, quickened his voice and quibbled: "I saw this name in the list of the production staff of the song "Boring" before. ”

At the same time, he had already taken a big step and ran wildly towards the gate of the terminal hall.

"Oh yes. You know me, I don't have any friends. Wanyue is one of the few friends I have at school, and she is all about helping me make songs here in Zhonghai. ”

A cheerful voice rang on the phone again.

"Yikes! Sister Lei Lei, are we just friends? I'm so sad when you say that! ”

Zhong Lei: "Don't make trouble, you're driving." ”

"Ah, I'm very skilled. Hello Brother Feng! I'm Meng Wanyue, just call me Wanyue! I'm Sister Lei Lei's brainless fan, I've never been so convinced of a person in my life! Sister Lei Lei is Brother Feng, your brainless fan, so Brother Feng, you are my super ...... Super super big idol! I adore you to death! ”

Zhong Lei: "Okay, okay, don't talk about it, you wait for us." ”

The other side snapped and hung up the phone.

Chen Feng hurriedly called back, and at the same time ran wildly in the crowd like crazy, jumping and scolding all the way.

But he couldn't care less.

Because of the high-speed running, the blood in his body, which had become much thicker than ordinary people due to the coagulation serum, gradually boiled, and large drops of sweat fell from his sideburns.

Meng Wanyue's hearty joke echoed in his mind repeatedly, but his mood was like falling into an ice cave.

It was the voice of the dead.

The last time it passed, Meng Wanyue died in a car accident.

It's today, it's on the airport highway that drove to the airport to pick up her brother!

In the last timeline, Zhong Lei stayed in the studio today to arrange music.

Meng Wanyue, who had been with Zhong Lei for nearly ten consecutive days, drove her BMW X3 to pick up people at the airport.

Later, the vehicle lost control and rushed down the viaduct of the airport expressway, and quickly caught fire after landing, and the driver Meng Wanyue died on the spot.

This incident hit Zhong Lei very hard and touched him deeply.

Twenty years later, she came up with a sad song to pay tribute to her only best friend.

From the day after Meng Wanyue's death, she began to brew this song in her heart, and it took twenty years to finally complete it.

This song is not even inferior to "Bathing in Fire" in Zhong Lei's artistic career, and in the next thousand years, it was often used as a memorial music at funerals.

When he saw this incident in Zhong Lei's new version of the biography, Chen Feng was also a little sad, and even seriously considered whether to intervene and change this matter after going back.

He made the ruthless decision at the time, which was not to intervene.

But he didn't expect that because of his temporary change of decision, and because of the delay in the morning, Zhong Lei would also be involved.

If she had set off earlier, she would have arrived at Zhonghai at least a few hours behind Meng Wanyue's brother, and Zhong Lei would not have come to the airport in a car.

If she didn't come to Zhonghai today and changed it to the day after tomorrow, Zhong Lei naturally had no reason to get into Meng Wanyue's car.

If I didn't choose to ride my face in front of me because I was worried about being too deliberate and arouse suspicion, but called her to play the guitar and sing, this would not have happened.

But things have already happened, no ifs.

There were people coming and going in the airport hall, and Chen Feng, who was shuttling through the crowd, even vaguely smelled a cold malice in the air.

Is this his own wanton change of the future, which has been eaten by time and space?

He didn't even have time to regret it, and regret didn't help.

In just thirteen seconds, he crossed a distance of nearly 100 meters and rushed out of the airport hall.

The phone is still on the dial screen.

He was anxious.

Answer the phone!

Answer the phone!