Chapter 3: The Same Time, Different States of Mind

He really did not expect learning to play an instrument to be so difficult

He also purchased a low-quality guitar online for 300 yuan, which is expected to arrive in about two to three days

Indeed, this time he is determined to study music diligently

... ...

Chen Feng shivered, and even the lines asking him to run laps were the same

Last time I dreamed, Chen Feng did not immediately go for a run, but instead stared blankly and asked me who I was, where I was, what I was doing, and why I had to go for a run

Chen Feng awkwardly waved his hand, "I... I am learning to play the guitar"

It seems that there is no opportunity to redeem oneself from past disgrace

Chen Feng's door was knocked heavily by someone

But why am I able to go back again

If time could be turned back, and he were given another chance to "dream," Chen Feng believes he would definitely cherish it well

Knock knock knock

If there is no talent, then even if the eyes understand, the ears remember, and the heart believes it has learned, the hands will still not be able to perform well

Insufficient sleep duration has left him feeling persistently lethargic during the day

He does not intend to be a true creator; he is using standard answers to reverse-engineer the problem-solving process, which is much simpler than genuine creation

This dream comes at a most opportune time

What is even more disheartening is that, as time goes by, the classic melodies and lyrics that he barely managed to remember are gradually being forgotten

Memory is like sand in one's hand; the harder one tries to grasp it, the more it slips through the fingers

Alas, I fear that by the time I learn it, I will have already forgotten it completely

This time, Chen Feng was clever; he quickly saluted with a military gesture and then turned around and ran towards the track on the playground.

After spending two hours in the bookstore, it was not until the salesperson reminded him that it was time to close that Chen Feng left the bookstore, holding essential reference books such as "Fundamentals of Music Theory", "Learning Composition from the Sanxian", "Beginner's Guide to Guitar", and "Reading Music" to solidify his foundational knowledge

What is even more distressing is that he cannot recall the entire song "Boring"; he only remembers the most catchy part of the chorus

Indeed, it is this day again, returning to the beginning of the dream.

Chen Fengmeng opened his eyes wide

Private Chen Feng! Step forward!

Zhong Lei spoke again, her tone slowing down, even carrying a hint of pleading, "Consider it a request from me, alright? I beg you, please stop playing. I have finally managed to take a break and get some rest, so please let me be."

October 26, 3019, 8:00 AM

Am I really dreaming

However, he truly has no way out, as his job is that of an apartment manager, and handling issues such as noise disturbances among neighbors is inherently part of his responsibilities. Moreover, the source of the noise is none other than himself, the manager.

Even though he knows that the other party could become the contemporary Beethoven, Chen Feng still wants to slap her in the face.

Hiss ... ...

He can only blame himself for not having thought, back when he was listening to music in his dreams, that there would come a day when he would have to transcribe these songs

He is still very confused about what exactly is going on

It was already past 9 o'clock at night when I returned home, and Zhong Lei from upstairs had long since left.

Chen Feng, in a moment of distraction, lost his focus again

In a state of great happiness, his footsteps while running laps were much lighter.

Ding Hu's deafening roar echoed in Chen Feng's ears

Or is it that my soul has transcended a thousand years and has traveled here?

At eight thirty that night, Chen Feng was gritting his teeth as he fiddled with the guitar strings in his room

It is exactly the same as the dream that began a month ago

I... I had a dream again

Chen Feng has temporarily abandoned the idea of continuing to approach Zhong Lei, as it is futile; it is better to be self-reliant.

She slammed the door shut again

What on earth are you doing so late at night! Are you going to let anyone sleep?

The harder one tries to remember, the faster the memories flee.

Even the first words spoken by Instructor Ding Hu when waking me up are completely consistent

After a month of diligent study and practice, Chen Feng realized that not a single word of Zhong Lei's statement was incorrect

The more one exhausts one's thoughts in pondering, the less one achieves.

Forget it, let's leave it at that

After a month of hard practice, he is still a failure

At the same time, he cast a distant glance at the electronic clock on the tower in the distance

This statement is exceedingly malicious

With cognition, there must also be emotion, as well as rhythm and structure

The same place, the same people, the same glaring eyes.

Unknowingly, a month has passed.

Damn, why is she still at home

"What a joke! I can clearly tell you that after listening to you play for just five minutes, I know you have no musical sense! To put it bluntly, you are tone-deaf when it comes to singing, and your sense of rhythm is utterly terrible!"

Although Zhong Lei spoke the truth, one should not hit the face. Being confronted and berated in such a direct manner is truly infuriating

Why is the second dream a new beginning again

What does this dream really mean

The sound of bang bang bang is intermittent, completely out of tune, and devoid of any rhythm

He does not need inspiration; he only needs to be a porter

She said again: "I also plead for your guitar, please stop playing it. Although it is just a cheap item, it has suffered too much being played like this. You might as well use it as firewood, consider it a release for it, alright?"

He can basically recognize the notes on the basic sheet music and can barely memorize them in his mind, but playing them is simply unbearable to the ears

The owner of this square face is glaring at himself with a gaze that seems to want to eat him.

The realms that follow are far too distant for Chen Feng; he is currently unable to even read music, and he is a long way from independent creation.

Still daydreaming? Go run ten laps around the playground

Beans-sized droplets of sweat emerged from Chen Feng's forehead, sliding down his cheek and dripping onto the floor with a soft plop.

In the distant sky, several conical aircraft are ascending at varying speeds.

What about practicing hard for one year

After holding on for a few more minutes, Chen Feng threw the guitar onto the bed, lay back against the headboard, his gaze vacant and his mood dejected

The following evening at 7:00 PM, Xinhua Bookstore

If it were not for the fact that the two individuals' biological clocks were completely out of sync, Chen Feng would truly not dare to practice in the room

Nearby, there is a square face with distinct national features that is both unfamiliar and familiar.

The dim sunlight is somewhat unusually dazzling

Chen Feng appeared in the reference book section of the bookstore

This is the fiftieth time he has wanted to give up in the past thirty days

In recent days, Chen Feng has been sleeping only four to five hours each day.

Seeing her tone improve slightly, Chen Feng was just about to respond casually, as he had already planned to give up anyway

Chen Feng felt that if things continued like this, he would likely fail to copy the song and might end up overworking himself to the point of exhaustion

However, he recalled the miserable experience of self-study over the past month, which made him feel even more discouraged

In any case, at this moment, Zhong Lei is definitely not at home, and no one will be disturbed by him

A month later, I entered that dream again

He gritted his teeth, his expression slightly fierce

What is this situation

During the day, he has to work, and since he cannot afford to hire a teacher, he can only struggle to self-study in his spare time at night with extremely low efficiency

There are still a hundred thousand whys in my mind that I cannot comprehend, but it does not hinder Chen Feng from quickly clarifying his thoughts

Unfortunately, the dream has not only awakened but has even shattered.

Zhong Lei's existence has proven that dreams are a real world, so what does the ending where everyone ultimately dies signify?

He suddenly sat up straight, grabbed the guitar, and strummed it wildly, as if he wanted to break the strings.

Opening the door, Zhong Lei, dressed in a light blue pajamas with disheveled hair, stood at the doorway, her pair of beautiful, sleepy eyes glaring angrily at Chen Feng

and still a reserve private

Why did I have the same dream exactly one month later

Looking around, this is a vast square that stretches as far as the eye can see

He wanted to say something to salvage his dignity, but found it difficult to open his mouth.

From the very beginning, one must exert great effort in diligent study and practice, striving to memorize at least a few songs within a year, even if it means rote memorization

Chen Feng downstairs was extremely angry, filled with resentment.

Zhong Lei did not give him the chance to explode in anger, and turned to walk upstairs again, "In any case, don't blame me for not greeting you. If I hear that kind of noise again, I will definitely file a complaint against you!"

Moreover, he can refer to the original version of the song at any time for comparison

Chen Feng let out a bitter laugh and muttered to himself: "Forget it, forget it. What is meant to be will eventually come, and what is not meant to be should not be forced. I will stop practicing!"

Little did I expect that heavy footsteps descending the stairs would be heard from outside the door just thirty seconds later

Otherwise, at that time, it would have been better if he had at least hummed a few more notes.

If Zhong Lei files a complaint, he will be deducted at least half a month's performance bonus

Chen Feng almost couldn't catch his breath, "What ... ... ..."

Chen Feng originally wanted to say something, thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west, do not underestimate the youth in poverty, sooner or later there will be a time when you will seek me out

During the day while at work, he had already researched online which books a complete beginner with no prior knowledge should read to start learning music composition from scratch

Apart from the few lines of lyrics he wrote at the beginning of "Boring," he can hardly recall a single complete lyric from any other song

Why do the beginnings of two dreams appear identical

Her pajamas had a slightly low neckline, and Chen Feng did not dare to look too much

The thinking patterns of adults have become fixed, lacking any sense of artistic intuition, making it very difficult to start learning music from scratch

But he is not in a hurry; a towering building rises from the ground, and things must be done step by step.

Low-income households do not need to work and can completely focus on their own affairs without distraction

He has to learn from the beginning

At least this indicates that I can truly start over again, and this time I will not waste my time

Has time turned back again

For an ordinary person to learn composition, it is necessary to have a considerable degree of study in the theoretical systems of music theory, harmony, rhythm, and form, thereby forming a cognitive intertwining of rationality and sensibility within oneself. Only then can one have an understanding of music deep within, making it possible to write complete works

On this night, Chen Feng tossed and turned in bed for nearly two hours before finally falling into a deep sleep with great difficulty

The result was that ten laps turned into twenty laps, nearly exhausting him to death on the playground

If something is difficult to understand, then do not dwell on it; simply focus on what is important in front of you.