I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 7: Come, listen to my song

Looking at the man in front of her, Zhong Lei clenched her teeth a bit.

She is trying hard to control her temper, for fear that one can't bear to rush up and scuffle with this guy.

It's seven o'clock in the evening.

Because she didn't want to deal with this person anymore, she went out half an hour earlier today, but she bumped into him.

No, to be precise, he was probably squatting himself on purpose.

As soon as he went downstairs, he opened the door immediately, and his position was very particular, just blocking the door.

He was still holding the broken guitar in his arms, and the expression on his face seemed to be a little excited and a little nervous.

The appearance of Chen Feng at this time made Zhong Lei's heart inexplicably angry.

The sensitive-minded she had already noticed that Chen Feng was trying to approach her actively, and even felt that Chen Feng had other plans for practicing guitar.

After all, Chen Feng is an apartment housekeeper, so he should know some information about her and know that he is a music player.

"Get out of the way."

After thinking for a while, Zhong Lei snorted from her nose and thought to herself, what do you mean by holding a guitar and looking at me like this?

Why doesn't this guy give up?

I didn't explain it yesterday?

Co-authoring He thought that after thinking about it for another day, he would be able to have an epiphany?

This is to prove the strength?

Stop making trouble, okay?

Zhong Lei wanted to laugh.

In the past month, since the awkward chat that day, the two have only briefly exchanged two sentences yesterday.

But that wasn't even an exchange, it was just Zhong Lei's unbearable protest.

Actually, she didn't just listen to Chen Feng talk about the guitar once, but she only heard a few voices occasionally before, so she endured and didn't say anything.

Yesterday, I rarely wanted to sleep for two more hours, only to suffer from the magic sound. I remembered Chen Feng's "impure motive" for learning the guitar, and finally I couldn't bear it.

Zhong Lei is very aware of Chen Feng's level. He is a beginner among beginners who have no talent. He plays guitar and is a waste of time.

Although her advice yesterday was hard to listen to, in a sense it came from goodwill.

She doesn't think Chen Feng can make impressive progress in just one day.

Chen Feng smiled embarrassedly, but did not step aside, but said: "I know I'm a novice, but it doesn't matter, I actually wrote a song, I want you to listen to it and comment on it. Two."

Zhong Lei's eyes widened, her face full of ghosts.

Yes, Chen Feng is indeed here to prove himself.

But Chen Feng didn't want to play someone else's guitar, but came to show her original music?

Crazy?

"Ha...ha! Haha!" Zhong Lei laughed, not only amused by his ignorance, but also annoyed by his dead skin.

After a brief sneer, Zhong Lei's tone suddenly became colder and threatened: "What are you kidding! Write songs? Just you? You really thought I wouldn't complain about you, did you?"

Chen Feng really wanted to slap her face.

This woman is too ignorant of praise!

He really wanted to turn his head and leave, but in the end he didn't.

Yes, he was planning to show "Boring" to Zhong Lei to sing.

"Boring" was originally Zhong Lei's song. He copied two of her songs. If he didn't give her one, Chen Feng's conscience would be a little uneasy.

There is a more important reason, the artistic achievement and production level of "Boring" are not very high.

In another time and space, the reason why "Boring" became popular as Zhong Lei's debut work is inextricably related to her own unique voice, talented singing skills and subtle emotional capture.

Therefore, Chen Feng believes that if you sell "Boring" to others, it may not achieve the desired result, and the best choice is to give it to the original singer.

Although the time is a few years earlier, Zhong Lei may still be a little immature in singing, but at least it is the safest.

As long as you sing it for her, even if it doesn't explode, in theory, the lower limit of the final effect that can be achieved is guaranteed.

Of course, this will definitely change Zhong Lei's fate completely, making her famous debut much earlier, and her life experience will become completely different from another timeline, which may make her less concerned about life experience.

No one knows how Chen Feng's fiercely flapping butterfly wings will change Zhong Lei and the future.

But does that matter?

Chen Feng doesn't care when Zhong Lei is popular or how popular. He only cares about whether Zhong Lei is familiar with him when he becomes popular, and whether he can take him to fly after he becomes popular.

What's more, let her become popular earlier, that's helping her!

Chen Feng doesn't care what the future holds, anyway, human beings will perish after a thousand years, can it be worse?

"I know you haven't come to work yet. You only listen to a song for a few minutes. It won't delay you. As for whether to vote or not to complain to me, you can make a decision after listening to it."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, without waiting for Zhong Lei to speak, he picked up the guitar and quickly ran his fingertips across the strings.

With just this one action, Zhong Lei's words suddenly got stuck in her throat.

A layman is watching the excitement, an expert is watching the doorway, only from Chen Feng's raising his hand, Zhong Lei is keenly aware of his huge change.

Whether a person can play the guitar, whether he has worked hard in playing, a person who knows it basically only needs to take a look at his starting style, and observe his **** and plucking. clues.

With the proficiency Chen Feng showed at this moment, it is impossible to play the magic sound that pierced through the ears yesterday.

Sure enough, as the melody sounded, Zhong Lei heard the torture of yesterday no longer in her ears.

Chen Feng has no spirituality in playing the guitar, but he has practiced this song for more than a thousand hours on the guitar, and his proficiency is comparable to that of a trainee who has practiced for three and a half years.

So at this time he played the "Boring" guitar accompaniment in perfect pitch and impeccable.

Only the guitar accompaniment weakens the appeal of this song a lot, but it is enough to be used as a live performance in a small theater.

Zhong Lei's originally slightly manic mood was slowly calmed down by Chen Feng's skillful performance.

But new doubts arose in her mind.

Yesterday's play was still unsightly, how could this person seem to be a different person after a night passed?

Could it be that he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before?

What is the picture, is there a hole in the brain?

Forget it, he really worked hard. For the sake of his love for music, let's hear what kind of song he is.

Zhong Lei never thought about it at all~IndoMTL.com~Chen Feng really can't do it yesterday, and really can do it today.

It was totally against her common sense and beyond her imagination to go from a guitar layman to an insider overnight.

Seeing that the prelude successfully suppressed Zhong Lei, Chen Feng was slightly proud, and he took a big step forward from success. He played more seriously, more devotedly, and more carefully.

Zhong Lei deserves to be a contestant who can become the female version of Beethoven in the future. She is serious and religious to music.

Once her attitude is correct, she quickly tastes the charm of this song played by Chen Feng.

She couldn't help but light up.

This is indeed a chord combination that has never been heard before. Could it be his original creation?

Slightly immature, but sincere.

It sounds a bit vicissitudes of life, and a bit of a young man's pretense of fussing, showing dissatisfaction with the status quo, but unable to change, and can only follow the trend.

However, in the deepest part of all negative emotions, there seems to be a flame hidden in his heart. This flame seems to be burning in his heart, constantly urging him to pursue his own dream.

As if the phoenix was seriously injured, hibernating in the magma deep in the ground, licking its feathers alone, waiting for the injury to heal, and waiting for the day when it will focus on its strength and rise to the sky.

Zhong Lei's breathing gradually slowed down, and her emotions were involuntarily substituted into it. She actually developed a kind of intimacy with the player Chen Feng, who was originally very annoying.

This is just a prelude of less than 20 seconds. Chen Feng hasn't even started singing yet, but Zhong Lei can really hear so many emotions.

It's not that Zhong Lei's music appreciation ability is really high enough to break through the sky, it's purely because this song was originally written by her.

This song is like a boulder, smashing into her heart, resonating.