I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 277: Endless Nightmare

"It's nothing, you look like you're about to cry."

Zhong Lei wiped her hands. Seeing that his hands were also stained with cream, she didn't have any taboos, so she raised her hand to wipe him again.

While gently wiping the tissue for him with her slender fingers, she quibble in her mouth: "It's really nothing. You know that we are all emotional when we create, and suddenly we feel it. What are you doing here? Stay."

Chen Feng casually said nonsense, "Thinking about something, I'm a little too involved."

In order to cover up, he lowered his head and licked the ice cream in his hand. It was cold and sweet, and the taste was slightly familiar.

Zhong Lei looked like she couldn't take him.

"Really, I just saw you sitting here and bought ice cream over there. I wanted to wait for you to recover, but I didn't know you've been here for so long, and it's almost melting. This is a classic strawberry cheese that is hard to buy. taste."

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was dazed.

Strawberry cheese.

Zhong Lei, who was also looking down at the ice cream while looking at him, groaned.

She suddenly felt that the thing in her hand was not sweet.

Zhong Lei's temperament is both simple and complex.

When Chen Feng approached her for the first time, an ambiguous remark quickly angered her, so that her attitude was extremely bad.

At that time, she didn't care about Chen Feng's thoughts at all, so she didn't bother to think about it, and seemed to have low emotional intelligence.

Later, when Chen Feng taught her how to intrigue with Lin Youde and Zhou A, and used the other party's plot for her own use, she was also very slow.

When faced with people and things that she doesn't care about and doesn't want to know, her mind doesn't turn fast, she easily thinks about what to do, and she doesn't think much about her speech, which often makes reporters who interview her miserable.

But that doesn't mean she's stupid, it's just that she only focuses on what she wants to.

If it's the things and people she cares about, the situation will be completely different. She is extremely sharp, her reaction is extremely fast, and the double chamber of commerce is extremely high.

In the past, she only cared about music, but now there is another Chen Feng.

Countless chaotic thoughts flashed through her mind.

Lu Wei? Qin Lu? Chen Li? He Jiaqi?

Those unrestrained newcomers who want to use their bodies to change songs with him?

Impossible!

With what I know of him, this is impossible!

He's not that kind of person, and I'm not going to misunderstand him.

Then what the **** did I feel like?

Illusions?

I care so much about him that I'm too nervous?

It must be so!

Besides, now that we have nothing to do with it, what qualifications do I have to care about him so leniently?

And with his character, if he really made a decision, would he tell me frankly?

If he's really that kind of person, and I've confessed like this, wouldn't he think about me in that regard?

So he's obviously not someone who can't resist temptation.

Although Zhong Lei is inexperienced, she has sung in the night scene after all, and was often disturbed by wild bees and butterflies.

Before she returned to Hanzhou to start her singing career, her best friend Meng Wanyue gave her a lot of knowledge on how to prevent stinky men in order to prevent her from being deceived.

She is well aware of her attraction to the opposite sex.

If he can resist his own initiative, then he can definitely resist 99.99% of the women in this world.

His own strong competitor beside him?

Zhong Lei thought about it, only one Lu Wei.

However, although she and Lu Wei don't communicate much, they have a sympathy for each other, and they know each other very well.

She knew Lu Wei wasn't that kind of person.

As for Chen Feng's other social circles?

Zhong Lei thought about it for a while, the two lived together, and they didn't see him have much contact with anyone.

Even when I got to Los Angeles, I knew exactly what he was doing back home.

So, he doesn't look like, really doesn't.

I must be thinking of myself.

After Chen Feng suddenly regained his senses, seeing Zhong Lei's thoughtful daze, he felt inexplicably guilty, but he felt it was unlikely,

He swallowed and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Zhong Lei recovered and forced a smile, "No, nothing."

She added another sip of ice cream, and it was alright, sweet again.

"It's nothing?"

"Not really."

"Oh oh oh." Chen Feng nodded, "It's getting late, I came here today to see how you're preparing for the octave, and help you find a feeling. Shall we go practice the song?"

Chen Feng really thought so.

After he passed by this time, he listened to the final "Octave" a lot. Since he had the goods in his heart, he felt that he had to help her to adjust and tune the sound, so as to achieve the ultimate effect as soon as possible. , then it can save at least a month or two.

In addition, he has to figure out how to deal with the six "new songs" written by Zhong Lei, including "You Think I'm Not Here".

Zhong Lei's mentality slowly adjusted, "Well, I have an appointment with Teacher Lesna to practice together at 7:30 in the evening."

Chen Feng looked at the Rolex, "It's still more than an hour, let's go to your dormitory first, and I'll listen to you play and sing."

After speaking, he stepped forward first.

Zhong Lei, who was following behind him, raised her eyes and burst out laughing.

Chen Feng looked back blankly, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Lei pointed at his back and laughed, "Are you going to tease me?"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Feng continued to scratch his hair.

Zhong Lei jumped up, carefully pulled up his black casual clothes, and pulled them to the front of him to show him.

Chen Feng stared.

Zhong Lei pulled up his sleeve again and pointed to the white patch under his elbow, "It's over. Zegna, who is a hundred thousand in a set, tsk tsk, do you feel bad?"

Chen Feng raised his hand to hold his heart.

This is hard.

Although he is very rich now, he has become rich too fast and has not lived a luxurious life. He has not been able to break away from the mentality of the poor generation, and his heart really hurts.

He looked back at the chair, only to find a sign in front of it.

The sign reads "Freshpaint".

Chen Feng: Gan.

Zhong Lei was even more cheerful when she saw his distressed appearance, "Look at you, you are sitting on a white lacquered chair in black clothes, and now you are like a prince of zebras. Everyone else is prince charming. Come on, why did I turn into a zebra by leaving me here?"

Chen Feng: "You...Hi! I really am."

There is a full-length mirror at the entrance of the dormitory building at Mason College. The two walked to the mirror, and Chen Feng turned to look behind him. As Zhong Lei said, he was a zebra.

He spread his hands in pain, "Okay, Prince Zebra is a prince after all."

"Okay, don't be rude, go to my dormitory first, I will ask the dormitory life assistant to help me buy a set of men's clothes, how can you dress like this."

Chen Feng nodded again, "Yes."

When going up the stairs, Zhong Lei secretly looked at him from time to time.

The moment he felt distressed after discovering that the expensive Zegna had been abused just now, she seemed to be back to the way she was when she first met him in the apartment.

Ordinary with some witty humor.

It's unbelievable, no one would believe that a man with a net worth of several billion dollars would be heartbroken because he ruined a set of casual clothes worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

At that moment, his tense soul seemed to relax again.

But soon, as the silence swept through again, Zhong Lei felt that the heavy feeling on Chen Feng's body returned.

His soul seemed to be gnashing his teeth and clenching his fists again.

Zhong Lei really wanted to grab his shoulder and desperately asked him, what on earth are you thinking about?

Just now he wondered how fascinated the question was?

Such a big smell of paint, such a big brand of wet paint, I didn't notice it, I sat down and sat down for so long, showing that shape.

Actually, as early as a few months ago, Zhong Lei had gradually noticed the change in Chen Feng.

It's just that this feeling has become stronger recently, and Zhong Lei doesn't know whether she has become sensitive, or the strange temperament in Chen Feng is gradually getting out of control.

When did he start changing?

Zhong Lei thought about it for a while. It probably started when he started to create and gradually showed his talent.

Zhong Lei thought to herself, the more talented a person really is, the closer he is to a lunatic?

Chen Feng began to split his personality?

No, I won't be busy with business when I get to the dormitory later, I have to ask clearly.

Chen Feng, who was walking in front, also thought to himself that Zhong Lei's thoughtful look just now was terrifying. She subconsciously looked at her with a sharp look in her eyes, as if her eyes were about to pierce her own pupils.

Zhong Lei's talent is terrifying. This nuanced observation is terrible, so be careful when you look back.

If she sees through something, no matter what it is, it may lead to unpredictable consequences.

The empiricism told Chen Feng that for the sake of stability, the two of the Wannian Ship ~IndoMTL.com~ should be careful to enter the bedroom.

Zhong Lei closed the door with her backhand, slapped Chen Feng on the back, and shouted, "Chen Feng!"

Chen Feng shuddered and turned around quickly, "Hey, what's the matter."

Zhong Lei stared at him, "You're distracted again."

"Nothing."

"If you don't get distracted, why are you so loud? Speak."

Chen Feng pretended to be crazy, "What did you say?"

"Tell me what's on your mind. If you don't make it clear today, don't think about it!"

Zhong Lei really locked the fingerprint lock with her backhand, with her hands on her hips, with awe.

With her large movements, her long hair fluttered and she became more powerful.

Well, the little woman disappeared and returned to the reckless heroine mode that once slapped Zhou Ah without changing her face.

With the characteristics of this kind of lock, it is really impossible to open it without her master's fingerprint.

Chen Feng turned his head to look at the balcony outside the living room behind him, and calculated that the floor was not high.

As a professional athlete with rich experience in jumping from buildings, he said that there is no pressure, but it will be too shocking.

But the last time the Delta Wing rescued people could barely explain it with common sense.

It seems that this catastrophe cannot be avoided, and he begins to think seriously and contemplate the language.

Zhong Lei crossed her chest with her arms and leaned her back against the door, looking like I saw what other tricks you had.

Although she looks arrogant on the surface, she is actually a little nervous.

"I had a very long nightmare last night, it was so real that I couldn't get away."

Chen Feng thought hard for a moment, and finally said this.

How can Zhong Lei believe him, "nonsense, I believe you are a ghost, do you look like someone who can have nightmares?"