Chapter 4: I Will Copy You to Death
Chen Feng sat by the glass window, waving goodbye to the comrades who were seeing him off outside.
Although Chen Feng changed history, the impact was not strong enough and was easily neutralized and diminished by the heavy currents of history
Chen Feng focused his attention on the column of famous quotes and anecdotes, slightly concentrating, and expanded the detailed information of this column
Chen Feng has read quite a few online novels, especially those involving time travel. He is somewhat thick-skinned and prides himself on having seen a lot of the world.
What are these immersive, emotionally moving, and dramatic blockbuster films, these classic songs that surpass one another, and these high-quality immersive games?
Through the changes in historical materials related to Zhong Lei, he became aware of a new issue
Chen Feng suddenly recalled a song by Zhong Lei, which he rarely listened to and particularly disliked due to its overly peculiar style
Who called her song the closest to 2019, with the most fitting style, highest success rate, and the safest option
Chen Feng, having changed out of his military uniform and into civilian clothes, wiped the sweat from his forehead and silently lamented that he had finally been eliminated
During these two months in the military camp, in addition to slacking off during the daily recruit training, he also utilized the military's database to search for a great deal of information
In order to delve into history, he has put in considerable effort; since the official records are untraceable, he has also hoped to find clues from these scraps of information.
But if it is reality, then why do I wake up in my own bed after I die
What a disappointment!
Reporter: "You are indeed as straightforward as the rumors suggest. Let's talk about your new song."
In the real world, although Chen Feng has a distant relationship with his adoptive parents, he at least has them. In this life, however, it seems even more tragic; apart from the records indicating that he is originally from Shuzhou, he has no relatives at all, as if he had sprung forth from a crevice in a rock.
Zhong Lei's detailed information sheet appeared before him
He said: "Smart assistant, from now on your name will be Xiao Wei"
Reporter: "Can effort not compensate for the gap in talent?"
The real world and one's dream world have truly connected across a span of a thousand years
Zhong Lei replied: "Music requires more talent than any other industry. Before choosing this path, it is best to understand whether you truly have this talent. Otherwise, it would be a waste of life"
Three minutes later, he was stunned
Chen Feng felt that he owed her nothing, yet he was treated like an enemy
Is this dream truly a dream, or is it real reality
In the spacious and bright living room of the welfare housing, Chen Feng snapped his fingers
In any case, he is truly unfortunate, repeatedly being subjected to various forms of ridicule by Zhong Lei in different situations.
This response is highly characteristic of her personal style, marked by an indifference that borders on inhumanity, instantly creating an awkward silence that compels the reporter to hastily change the subject, affirming that she is indeed as straightforward as rumored.
Song title: "Waste"
Yes, my master
The shuttle, trailing a long azure tail flame, departed from the military camp located at the foot of Mount Everest, heading straight for the low-income residential area thousands of kilometers away
Chen Feng knew that he had only one year left to live, yet he felt no regrets; instead, he found himself at ease.
Chen Feng was scooping rice while commanding Xiao Wei to play "Boring"
With a loud roar, the shuttle engine roared to life
At that time, Chen Feng pondered over this interview no less than ten times.
Chen Feng has a stronger sense of vengeful pleasure
The last time he was eliminated, he left in a dejected manner all alone; this time, however, several comrades came to see him off and expressed their deep regret over his unfortunate elimination
I will kill you
Chen Feng grabbed his hair directly
He is either a genius or just an ordinary person; the amount of information is overwhelming, and the frequency of his mental breakdowns is somewhat high
One hundred thousand whys transformed into one hundred thousand chains, wrapping him up and encasing him like a mummy
Thus, the faint sense of guilt that had just emerged in his heart was instantly beaten down by his "conscience," leaving it bruised and battered, effectively silencing it.
Chen Feng continued to browse through other materials, and in several different versions of Zhong Lei's biography, he found her example of the "theory of innate talent"
He rubbed his eyes again to confirm that he was not mistaken
After spending three to four days, Chen Feng settled down in the welfare area for low-income households in his hometown
Are you saying that I practiced guitar for a month and she still remembered me?
This time, he performed much better than last time, and even rarely became friends with several new recruits
Comprehensive information including basic data, portfolios, famous quotes, anecdotes, and more is all available
My imagination cannot be that strong
Chen Feng's expression changed continuously
Moreover, I have awakened back to reality, so why have I come here in a dream again after one month
Wait a moment
Combining various pieces of information, I can confirm that the incident of being criticized by Zhong Lei for playing the guitar did indeed occur
The situation one encounters can leave them completely at a loss.
Do not be misled by the severity of this military training; however, it is important to note that this era does not implement compulsory military service, and the process of elimination is equally ruthless.
In any case, I have already made the effort to flatter you
The standard answer often consists of these successful individuals offering some insincere encouragement to the younger generation, discussing the weight of ideals and the significance of perseverance
Chen Feng sighed deeply, feeling that with his ordinary abilities, he truly could not comprehend such profound and complex philosophical questions
The content of the subsequent interview is identical to that of the past
No
I cannot make a move; it is you who does not give me the opportunity
The time has returned to October 26, 3019, at 8:00 AM
It is her own fault for being copied out completely
The reporter remained silent for a long time, perhaps mourning for someone, and then asked: "Did he listen to you? What happened to him later?"
Why does my sense of touch feel so real
He was so bewildered that he remained in a daze for most of the day, only coming to his senses when his stomach began to growl from hunger
Certainly, there have been no changes in the overall process and direction; it is merely that there are now some inconsequential texts added to the historical materials related to Zhong Lei
Chen Feng has seen all this information before
Zhong Lei: "Yes, five years ago I had a neighbor. After listening to him play the guitar for less than half an hour, I clearly told him that he had no musical sense, and that this path was a dead end for him"
Upon his return in glory, no one came to welcome him
It is written this way in the interview report
This is a rather commonplace question, one that almost every successful individual encounters in various contexts, often phrased differently by different people.
Chen Feng was scanning the materials with his gaze and thoughts while saying, "Prepare lunch for me, I want the No. 7 Sichuan cuisine set meal, medium spicy"
This ... ...
So real
A reporter asked: "Now that you have achieved success and fame, do you have any words for those aspiring individuals who wish to embark on a musical journey but are still groping in the dark?"
The database contains a brief overview of materials related to history, but it preserves information related to entertainment culture in a very complete manner
Less than 0.1 seconds later, a holographic projection screen appeared two meters in front of him
A minor change a thousand years ago ultimately influenced the course of events a thousand years later through the medium of Zhong Lei
It is regrettable that the information he gathered from these articles is fragmented and lacks a coherent system, providing no substantial assistance in his understanding of history
Bang
After all, this is the closest written record to the era in which he lived
Everything seems as if nothing has changed
However, the interview manuscript is written as follows
Unaccountably filled with foul language, the attitude is so rigid that it is impervious to reason.
However, Chen Feng clearly remembers that the last time he saw this interview, Zhong Lei's response was only two words, extremely simple and blunt
... ...
At that time, he felt a bit regretful and was quite reluctant to leave, believing that if he had adapted to this world earlier, perhaps he would not have performed so poorly in the reserve training
The reason Chen Feng appeared in the military camp was merely that his previous physical fitness and neural response test results were acceptable, demonstrating his potential to become an excellent soldier
You continue to change the style of your "Theory of Talent"; that dreadful song of yours, "Waste," must surely have been quietly dedicated to me.
I want to learn music, or perhaps gather more materials. First, I must quickly leave the military and become a proud recipient of social assistance.
I have been avoiding you like a thief for a month, and it was only by chance that we ran into each other once. It's not too late, it's only around eight or nine o'clock at night, and you want to file a complaint against me
He surprisingly has not a single old acquaintance in his hometown
As before, he still cannot find any detailed historical materials, only some very brief records
Yes, it is that tragic. If the average musical talent of an ordinary person is 5, and mine is 10, then his musical talent should be 0. Oh, 0 is a bit exaggerated, let's say 0.5
The last time he entered the dream, he only lasted one month in the military camp
I hate
So what is this actually for
She was almost about to write a song specifically to scold herself
They have no idea that this is a liberation for Chen Feng
God knows how vengeful Zhong Lei is; perhaps the half-hour guitar performance she mentioned caused her eardrum to rupture, leading to such deep-seated resentment
That's not right. When reporters asked her this question before, she didn't respond like this! Am I mistaken? That can't be possible!
However, this time he clearly took the initiative to hope for his own elimination. Yet, once one understands many things, one truly cannot make those common sense mistakes again
Although she still did not manage to leave her name in history, at least she gained a symbol, "Zhong Lei, that neighbor without musical talent"
Stop playing around! Learning to play the guitar and transcribing songs is what truly matters
He has learned new psychological resilience techniques; as long as one does not harbor any excessive hopes, one will never feel disappointment
Chen Feng looked through it from beginning to end once again
If it is a dream, then why do historical records also change
Copy
Zhong Lei: "I should have heard it, as I was no longer disturbed by the annoying noise afterwards. As for what happened to him later, I do not know, as I am not familiar with him."
The figures of my comrades on the platform quickly receded into the distance
How tragic
Two months later, Chen Feng succeeded
Chen Feng spent a long time controlling his emotions, gradually calming down
However, as long as he demonstrates inadequacy in character and behavior, he will soon be sent back to his place of origin
Chen Feng casually opened an interview; this was Zhong Lei's first interview after gaining fame, which took place in her twenty-sixth year, specifically in the year 2024 in the real world
Since it is difficult to understand, then perhaps it is best not to think about it
His mind is somewhat foggy, and he is not very clear-headed
Chen Feng actually does not desire the friendship of these individuals; he simply finds it difficult to refuse the kindness of others
Isn't the neighbor making annoying noise that Zhong Lei refers to actually herself
... ...
History has indeed been changed just a little bit
What are 0 and 0.5
How could he bear to tell everyone that one year from now, all of you, including myself, will die
Chen Feng sat down on the sofa, and the light screen automatically adjusted, maintaining a distance of one meter and inclined at a forty-five degree angle to the ground
I call you to look down on me
Xiao Wei, please retrieve all information about the famous singer Zhong Lei from the early 21st century
Turning off the holographic screen, Chen Feng sat on the sofa in deep contemplation
This is excessive
What appeared before him were numerous reports related to Zhong Lei, encompassing everything from her debut to the biographies written by others hundreds of years after her death
The last time he was eliminated was due to a lack of common sense, but this time he will not repeat the same mistake; however, he intends to deliberately feign madness and act foolishly
He shouldered his backpack and boarded the shuttle.
Shouldn't one die decisively and cleanly when the time comes
Uh, by the way, this is Zhong Lei's first song. If I were to copy it, would it completely alter her fate, erasing her as this Beethoven?
Compared to last time, Zhong Lei's information has hardly changed; the number of works, the titles of the works, as well as the time and background of the creation of these works are all exactly the same
One cannot blame him
Chen Feng was completely indifferent to this
Even if he truly traveled to a fantasy world where Dou Zong powerhouses were everywhere and holy magic tutors were as numerous as dogs, he felt he could accept it
He hesitated for about 10 seconds, and the unpleasant visage of Zhong Lei emerged in his mind, quite repulsive