It didn't take long for today's main owner, Song Siyu, to return.

The girl is not tall, has fresh short hair, and her face looks a little childish, giving people a very clean feeling.

She also wears very simple round-framed glasses, and her style of dressing is also very simple, not like Miss Song of the Hanzhou Wang family, but like a student from an ordinary family.

When Chen Feng saw the real person for the first time, he only felt that the other party looked more like Ou Qinglan than in the photo.

He wanted to beat the fat man again.

When it is really a delicate flower inserted on the rich cow dung, the world is declining, and the people's hearts are not ancient.

"Master, this is Song Siyu. She adores you too. ”

Ou Fatzi took Song Siyu's hand and introduced happily.

Chen Feng couldn't hold back his jealousy, and pretended to nod deeply, "Not bad, congratulations." ”

"Thank you, Master!"

Before the fat man answered, Song Siyu answered loudly with a crisp voice.

Ou Fat Man is not polite, Song Siyu really admires Chen Feng, whether it is academic or artistic, Chen Feng can be called her double idol.

She was especially interested in the quantum programming concept proposed by Chen Feng, and after seeing Chen Feng, she couldn't walk.

This girl looks quiet, but in fact she is also an active character, quite jumpy and self-familiar.

Before Chen Feng could say anything, she had already learned to make arrangements for the position of master on the fat man's snake and stick.

Before, Chen Feng wondered how these two people with such a big difference in image got together.

Now he understands, it's really not like people don't enter the door all the way, it's all fate.

If it weren't for the fact that Ou Fatzi couldn't stand it and dragged the person away, Song Siyu would have been able to stay here and chase Chen Feng all night.

Before parting, Song Siyu was still struggling to ask if she could return to China after finishing her PhD and go directly to work at the Xingfeng Research Institute.

Chen Feng blamed Ryan on the matter, saying that he didn't care about specific affairs in the research institute.

After a long time, Ou Fatzi walked back embarrassedly while wiping his sweat, "Master, I'm sorry, my daughter-in-law is so familiar with herself, she has no etiquette, and she is stupid to read too much and read too much." ”

Chen Feng said angrily: "It's as if you don't know yourself." Do you read a lot? ”

As soon as the fat man recalled the process of sticking to his master, it seemed that he was half a pound and eight taels with his wife.

"Okay, okay, busy with your go, today you are the protagonist, don't worry about me."

Everyone present is their own people, but there is not so much red tape, everyone sits and chats together, chatters, sends some red envelopes, and gives some small gifts.

Chen Feng took Meng Xiaozhou and Ryan around, chatting with everyone about the events of the past few days to stabilize the morale of the army.

Then he chatted casually with Chen Li, He Jiaqi and others to maintain their relationship.

As a result, he couldn't resist the commotion of Mai Hui's dead sissy, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had promised He Jiaqi another song.

Master Chen couldn't bear it, but he could be regarded as having realized Zheng Rou's evaluation of Mai Hui at the beginning, "It's very hot, and it's going to happen."

Next to him, Chen Li and others envied He Jiaqi's good life, there was an agent who was so good at communicating with Chen Feng, it seemed difficult for others to compare to the sky, but Mai Hui did it so smoothly.

Chen Li began to ponder, should he also bring an assistant who is in the same vein as Mai Hui's style, and have a needlepoint to Mai Mang?

Qin Lu was thinking about whether she should change her style and take a more neutral route, so maybe there was still hope for the monkey plan.

Otherwise, the boss is now looking more and more immortal, and there is really no hope if he doesn't work harder.

Then there is the banquet, the chefs in charge of the banquet are all from the star hotels under the Ouhe Group, and the craftsmanship is not black, and the color and flavor are complete.

At the lively banquet, the fat man jumped up and down, got carried away, and drank a lot.

When the banquet passed, everyone chatted again, and from time to time the two of them sang and danced.

Chen Feng instigated him to sing a song with Zhong Lei, Lu Wei and Qin Lu respectively.

Although Chen Feng's voice is very average, but now his pitch is not black, and under the drive of professional singers, the level is still a little interesting.

He even sang two "new songs" promised to He Jiaqi and Chen Li respectively on the spot.

The creation of this scene detonated the atmosphere to the extreme, like the style of the king of the music world, and almost made a passive debut.

When the commotion was almost over, the time unconsciously passed nine o'clock in the night.

Ou Junlang called everyone together and invited everyone to raise a glass to celebrate.

In fact, the fat man had already drunk a lot at noon, but it was all scene wine, and he was really happy tonight, and he drank it whenever he met people, and now he is a little up, and he speaks with a big tongue.

"That's, Hiccup...... Master and dear brothers and sisters, thank you. I'm so happy today, I'm so happy! But I have something to say in my heart, others think I am rich, how enviable I am. But in fact, everyone knows me, and I, Ou Junlang, am actually a thief. ”

"I want nothing more in my life. One is singing, but marrying Song Siyu. I've been looking forward to it since I was five years old. Now that I have achieved both of my dreams, I would like to thank one person the most, and this person is my Master! Master Chen Feng Chen! I'll salute Master first with this cup! Master, do it! You're going to have to dry this wine! ”

Ou Fatzi really drank too much and swelled, and he dared to force Chen Feng's wine.

Chen Feng didn't blame him, he smiled and took a sullen breath.

With his current physique, no amount of alcohol is a problem.

After thanking Chen Feng, the fat man turned his head and thanked Song Siyu again, and he didn't know who wanted the two of them to drink a glass of wine.

The fat man should be down.

But some people say that Song Siyu has juice in his hand, not wine, and he doesn't count.

Chen Feng chuckled in his heart, and was about to stop it, but the fat man who was already drunk to the point of knotting his tongue did not agree.

He cheered up and waved his hand very manly, "That's not good! My wife can't drink right now! ”

When he said this, the fat man's hand was very gently placed on Song Siyu's lower abdomen, and his face was filled with happiness.

Song Siyu hung his head shyly, looked at the big white hand on his waist, and quietly put down his left hand and gently put it on the back of Ou Fatzi's hand.

She looked sideways at the fat man.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes were so thick that they couldn't dissolve the sweetness.

The light sprinkled on these two people, like a waterfall of light, the romantic atmosphere is both contradictory and moving.

Meng Xiaozhou took the lead in arching the fire, "Kiss one!" ”

Chen Li and the others followed in unison, and even Lu Wei blended into this atmosphere, waving his hand and shouting.

The crowd laughed and envied.

Only the two of them were silent.

One is Chen Feng, who stood quietly and watched this scene, and the other was Zhong Lei, who had his eyes on Chen Feng from beginning to end.

Chen Feng didn't want to do this, he also wanted to blend in with the atmosphere, but he couldn't.

His thinking is very divergent, and this kind of picture reminds me of some things, and reminds me of many things.

He was jealous when everyone was basking in joy.

He remembered his daughter who struggled in the timeline again and again, but was unable to give birth for a long time.

Grandpa cared about this matter before leaving, but it was ultimately in vain.

Even if his grandfather changed the topic quickly, Chen Feng still saw the loss in his eyes.

As for this life, Chen Feng knows very well that his genetic level is too high, and it is theoretically impossible for him and Zhong Lei to give birth to descendants.

Born in the 21st century, Zhong Lei does not have the genetic arousal of the 31st century.

Even a future top commander like Tang Tianxin, who had almost reached the limit of 35% and whose brain structure was different from ordinary people, only had a 1 in 10,000 hit rate.

In the future, there will be tens of billions of large-scale pairings in several timelines, and only Tang Tianxin will always be selected.

Zhong Lei in the 21st century cannot have a result with him.

But the fat man is good, the fetus in Song Siyu's womb will be passed down from generation to generation, and there will inevitably be a descendant like Ou Qinglan.

The fat man is really lucky, whether it is the reincarnation posture or the thigh-hugging posture, or even the posture of giving birth to a baby.

Fat people live an easy and comfortable life, carefree and free.

Even in the two timelines where he once played Brexit Group, he didn't receive much blame, anyway, he seemed to work hard but was actually heartless and happy for a lifetime.

After he gets his own "care", not to mention, he can not only do what he likes, but also marry the person he likes, and also get excellent descendants.

It's a perfect life.

But Chen Feng looks at himself, not to mention his experience when he was a teenager, now he obviously has a golden finger, and he has endless money like a fat man, and his social status is a lot higher than that of a fat man, but he is not happy to live.

Chen Feng knew what the problem was.

As long as a person can satisfy his basic needs with money, in fact, whether he is happy or not is not absolutely related to 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 can be satisfied if they get these.

But in fact, this concept is wrong at the source.

Whether the person is satisfied or not is only related to whether the person can achieve the inner desire.

The simpler the appeal, the easier it is to reach the end of the dream.

Chen Feng's demands are too big and too difficult to satisfy, so his heart is always empty, and his heart is like duckweed, and he can't settle down.

He sighed secretly and spread his hands to himself.

He whispered to himself, "So I really don't want to be a savior." It would be nice if I was still the same person I was. Alas. ”

Feeling powerless about the status quo, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Chen Feng can reverse the future, but he can't reverse everything he has experienced in the 21st century and change his mentality.

Zhong Lei quietly stretched out her hand and grabbed his sleeve.

Her fingers were straining and her nails were a little whitish.

Lu Wei, who had been pretending to blend in with the crowd in front, moved his gaze to this side, but he retracted it as a thief's lightning.

Lu Wei shouted with more force, "Kiss one!" ”

Ou Junlang and Song Siyu finally kissed gently, a dragonfly and a little water, suitable for both young and old.

Chen Feng turned his face away and walked to the pond on the other side.

The early summer nights are not too cold.

Today is the thirtieth day of the lunar calendar, there are no stars and moons in the sky, it is black and gray, and even the clouds are flowing and you can't see clearly.

Only the faint glow of the night light could be reflected in the lake.

Chen Feng took out his hands from his coat pockets, leaned on the railing by the lake, and looked at the shadows in the lake in a daze.

"You've always had things on your mind, and your mind isn't as simple as a nightmare."

Zhong Lei, who was beside him, said softly.

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, you saw through it." ”

"Why can't you say it? You should give us a little confidence, and maybe we can help you share the burden. ”

Zhong Lei plucked up her courage and said this.

Chen Feng pondered for a long time.

For a moment, he almost let go.

If the person who asked him this question was not Zhong Lei, but Ryan, maybe he really said it right away.

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 is the case, the more difficult Chen Feng becomes.

He tilted his head slightly to look at the long-haired woman who was still young at this time, and raised her hands and feet with the smell of a country and a city, and suddenly remembered his howling and crying at the twilight wedding in the previous timeline.

He finally understood his state of mind at that time.

I owe her so much.

I deceived her with my feelings for the rest of my life.

The harder she tried and the better she did, the more I couldn't break free from the guilt.

If you want to be a lifelong deception, you need to lie for a lifetime, which is both simple and too difficult.

Chen Feng even thought that perhaps only by becoming a real politician could he get used to this kind of life framed with lies.

He even wanted to call himself a fool.

Since you have done something very shameless, why can't you face the reality calmly, let go of senseless morality, and be a good liar.

Anyway, even without me, she's lonely and old, isn't she?

I at least lied to give her a sweet dream, didn't I?

Grandpa taught me the truth and let me live up to everyone who was good to me.

If I continue to lie, I guess it's right for her, right?

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 loosening in his heart.

She decided to take it a step further.

Zhong Lei suddenly grabbed Chen Feng's hand that was holding the railing, "Say it, no matter what it is, can you try to travel lightly from now on?" ”

Feeling the temperature and delicate touch from the palm of his hand, Chen Feng was shocked.

A terrible thought crossed his head.

Do I really believe her once?

Reveal a little more?

Try?

Zhong Lei is not an ordinary person, maybe I should have more confidence in her ability and potential, and believe in her persistence in her dreams?

Chen Feng began to wonder, maybe if she didn't have the binding of her false love, would she do better?

She doesn't have to wait in lies, and she can deceive almost everyone in the world with more peace of mind.

Once this thought popped up 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, although her talent was still there, her personality had changed dramatically.

She became more and more considerate, and applied her keen sense of music to Chen Feng.

When Chen Feng's state changed, she could immediately notice it and subconsciously take action.

In Chen Feng's opinion, she is gradually sinking and putting too much attention on herself.

After all, her thinking still went into a misunderstanding,

Chen Feng thought to himself, I should have woken up a long time ago, and as she continued to explode, and even wrote "Sleepwalking Virgo" in advance, I should have faced reality.

She has accumulated to a certain extent, and the stage of using false love to bind her is coming to an end.

Instead, I became her shackle.

It's time for me to put it down.

He took a deep breath and said, "You wait, I'll think about it first." ”

He's conceiving language.

In fact, he could have kept this in his bag and waited until he "left" to do it.

If you find out that you have done something wrong, you can still try and make mistakes.

But his intuition and emotions are telling him not to live opportunistically like a shameless thief, but to be more responsible, and to take responsibility for what he does.

Don't kidnap Zhong Lei again, just now, give her back the real freedom and give her the power to choose.

Just as she trusts herself unconditionally, she should also trust her unconditionally once and believe that she can still do it.

is also like what Tang Tianxin said, I believe in my comrades-in-arms.

In some things, leaving behind is an act of lack of self-confidence.

If I want to win, I have to win completely!

Do everything you can do well, bet on a big one, and bet that Zhong Lei can burst out stronger after being liberated.

"Zhong Lei."

"Hmm."

"Have you ever wondered why I want you to write songs inspired by gold records?"

Zhong Lei: "You know, didn't you say that you want to leave more things for the world." This song can change the times, it can make the good better, and I have never seen a greater dream than this. ”

Chen Feng nodded: "Yes." Is this also your dream? ”

Zhong Lei said again: "That's right." I am grateful that you gave me the opportunity and gave me this inspiration. You know I've always wanted to leave something more valuable, and that's my best chance. If you hadn't come up with the idea and approached Ryan to help us, I wouldn't have been able to do it. ”

"I've gradually come to appreciate that the value of writing a lifetime of songs may not be as good as this one. I tremble with excitement at the thought that my name will still be remembered and sung thousands of years from now. ”

Looking at her eyebrows dancing and radiant when she spoke, Chen Feng remembered what she had said.

"What's the use of being good-looking, no matter how good-looking the skin is, there will be a day when the chest is sagging and the face is full of folds. How many things that will never go out of style can be left behind in a person's life to be truly meaningful. ”

She's changed a lot, but she's never changed.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and asked one more question, "Is it your own dream to complete it, or to complete it for me?" ”

He hoped that it was the first answer, and then he would have no worries.

Zhong Lei pondered for a few seconds, "Let's take half of each." ”

Chen Feng: "Huh? ”

"I didn't want to do that much, but I naively believed that I could do it, and I planned to try it out of my own way for the rest of my life. If it is done, I didn't live in vain, and if I don't succeed, I deserve it. But you've taught me a lot, and you've come up with this way of creating with your imagination, and I'll do it. So, in my dream, you and music are half apart. ”

Chen Feng froze.

Why don't you play your cards according to the routine?

Are you trying to kill me with OCD?