If you want to learn music or collect more other materials, you must first leave the army as soon as possible and become a glorious minimum living allowance household.

Although this militarized training is very strict, the implementation of this era is not mandatory military service, and it is also unambiguous to eliminate people.

The reason why Chen Feng appeared in the military camp was that the data from previous physical tests and neural response tests were acceptable, which proved that he had the potential to become an excellent soldier.

But as long as he is not qualified in character and behavior, he will be quickly called back to his hometown.

The last time he was eliminated was because of lack of common sense. This time he would not repeat the same mistake, but he would deliberately pretend to be crazy and stupid!

Two months later, Chen Feng succeeded.

He carried his bags and sat on the shuttle.

Chen Feng sat by the glass window and waved his hand to his comrades who were seeing him off.

With a buzzing sound, the shuttle started with a loud bang.

The figures of comrades on the platform quickly left.

The shuttle dragged the long blue tail flames and left the military camp at the foot of Mount Everest and headed straight for the low-income household settlement thousands of kilometers away.

Chen Feng, who took off his military uniform and put on his regular clothes, wiped his forehead sweat and sighed in his heart that he had been eliminated.

The last time he entered a dream, he only persisted in the military camp for one month.

At that time, he was a little regretful and didn't want to leave. He thought that if he had adapted to the world earlier, he might not have performed so badly in reserve training.

But this time he obviously took the initiative to hope that he would be eliminated, but if he understands many things, he really can't make those common sense mistakes again.

He performed much better this time than last time, and even became friends with several new recruits.

When he was eliminated last time, he left alone in shame, but this time several comrades saw him off and felt sorry for his "brutal" elimination.

But they knew that this was the relief to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng actually doesn't want the friendship between these people, but he really can't refuse other people's kindness.

How could he bear to tell everyone that all of you, including me, will die in a year?

During the two months in the military camp, in addition to scrambling for fishing in daily recruit training, he also used the military's database to query a lot of information.

Like last time, he still couldn't find any detailed historical materials, only some very outlined records.

Chen Feng didn't care about this, and he didn't have any expectations for it anyway, so he wouldn't be disappointed.

It took three or four days to settle down in the welfare area of ​​the minimum living allowance household in my hometown.

No one came to greet him as "returning home in glory".

He didn't even have an old acquaintance in his hometown.

In the real world, although Chen Feng is indifferent to his family, he still has his adoptive parents. This life seems even worse. Except for the archives showing that he is from Shuzhou, there is no relative, and he seems to have popped out of a crack in the stone.

Chen Feng knew that he had only one year of good life, so he had no regrets, but instead ended up being idle.

In the spacious and bright welfare room, Chen Feng snapped his fingers.

Bang.

He said: "Smart Assistant, your name is Xiaowei from now on."

"Okay master."

"Xiaowei, please check all the information about the famous singer Zhong Lei in the early 21st century."

Less than 0:00 a second passed, and a holographic projection light curtain appeared two meters before his eyes.

Zhong Lei's detailed information form appeared in front of him.

Basic information, collections of works, famous quotes and anecdotes are available.

Chen Feng sat on the sofa, the light curtain was automatically adjusted, and the distance was still one meter, and the ground was inclined at a forty-five angle.

Chen Feng glanced at the information with his eyes and thoughts and said, "Prepare lunch for me, I want the No. 7 Sichuan cuisine set meal, medium and spicy."

Compared to the last time, Zhong Lei's information has almost no change, the number of works, the name of works, and even the time and background of these works.

Everything seems to have not changed.

Chen Feng focused his attention on the column of famous sayings and anecdotes, focused his attention slightly, and expanded the details of this column.

What appeared in front of him were many reports related to Zhong Lei, from her debut to the biography written by others hundreds of years after her death.

Databases and history-related information are very outlined, but things related to entertainment and culture are preserved very well.

Chen Feng has read all these information before.

He has worked hard to dig out history. Since the official history cannot be found, he has also relied on finding clues from these scraps of materials.

It’s just a pity that the information he collected from these articles is very fragmented and unsystematic, and has no substantial help to him in understanding history.

Chen Feng clicked on an interview casually. This was the first time Zhong Lei had been interviewed since she became famous. It happened when she was 26 years old, which is 2024 in the real world.

At that time, Chen Feng thought about this interview no less than ten times.

After all, this is the closest written record to the era in which he lived.

Chen Feng looked at it from beginning to end again.

Three minutes later, he was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes again to confirm that he was not wrong.

"No, this is not what she answered when the reporter asked her this question before! Did I remember it wrong? It's impossible!"

Chen Feng grabbed his hair straight.

This is what the interview report says.

The reporter asked: "Now that you have achieved success, do you have anything to say to new industry people who are determined to embark on the music path but are still groping in the dark?"

This is a very common question. Almost every successful person will ask similar questions in different ways on different occasions.

The standard answer is usually that these successful people give some false encouragement to their younger generations, talk about the weight of their ideals, and talk about the meaning of persistence.

But Chen Feng clearly remembered that when he saw this interview last time, Zhong Lei's answer was only two words, which was very simple and crude.

"No."

This answer is very personal, so cold that it is inhumane, and it is instantly unrestrained, forcing the reporter to quickly change the subject and say that she is indeed as straightforward as the rumors.

...

But this is how the interview manuscript was written.

Zhong Lei replied: "Music requires more talent than any industry. Before choosing this path, it is best to know whether you have talent in this area. Otherwise, it is a waste of life."

Reporter: "Can hard work not make up for the gap in talent?"

Zhong Lei: "Yes, I once had a neighbor five years ago. I heard him play the guitar for less than half an hour and clearly told him that he had no sense of music. This road is a dead end for him."

Reporter: "Has he listened to you? How did he do later?"

Zhong Lei: "It must be because I was not disturbed by the noise again. As for how he was later, I don't know, I'm not familiar with it."

Reporter: "You are as straightforward as you have in the rumors. Let's talk about your new song."

...

The content of the subsequent interview is exactly the same as in the past.

Chen Feng's expression changed continuously.

He thought to himself, I’m cheating!

Isn’t the neighbor who makes noise in Zhong Lei’s mouth referring to himself?

What does it mean is that I practiced guitar for a month and was still worried about her?

Although he still failed to leave a name in history, he had a symbol, "Zhong Lei, the neighbor without musical talent."

Chen Feng continued to read other information, and in several different versions of Zhong Lei's biography, he saw the "talent theory" she gave her example.

Combined with multiple information, it shows that this incident has really happened.

A small change a thousand years ago finally continued through Zhong Lei's medium, and the influence lasted until a thousand years later.

History has indeed been changed a little bit.

Of course, the major process and direction have not changed, it is just that there are some irrelevant words in the historical materials related to Zhong Lei.

Although Chen Feng changed history, his influence was not strong enough, and the influence was easily neutralized by the heavy torrent of history.

Turning off the holographic screen, Chen Fengku sat on the sofa and pondered.

He was stunned again.

I really can't blame him.

He is either a genius or a mortal. He has too much information and his brain is down a bit too often.

Through the changes in historical materials related to Zhong Lei, he realized a new problem.

The real world and one's own dream world have spanned thousands of years and are truly connected.
To be continued...