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 was trying hard to control her temper, for fear that someone who couldn't bear to rush up and wrestle with this guy.

It's seven o'clock in the evening.

Because she didn't want to deal with this person anymore, she left the house half an hour earlier today, but she still bumped into him unexpectedly.

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

As soon as he came downstairs from his side, he opened the door immediately, and he was quite particular about his position, just blocking the door.

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

Chen Feng's appearance at this time made Zhong Lei feel inexplicably angry.

What the hell do you want?

With a keen mind, 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 the housekeeper of the apartment, so he should know some information about her, and know that she is engaged in music.

"Step aside."

After thinking for a while, Zhong Lei snorted out of her nose and said in her heart.

Why doesn't this person give up?

I didn't explain it yesterday?

Co-author, he thought that after thinking about it for another day, he would have an epiphany?

Is this to prove strength?

Stop making trouble, okay!

Zhong Lei almost wanted to laugh.

In the past month, since the awkward chat that day, the two only exchanged a few words yesterday.

But that wasn't an exchange, it was Zhong Lei's protest when she couldn't bear it.

In fact, she didn't only hear Chen Feng play the guitar once, but she only heard some sounds occasionally before, so she resisted and said nothing.

Yesterday it was rare to want to sleep for two more hours, only to suffer from the magic sound filling my ears, and remembering Chen Feng's "impure motives" in learning guitar, and finally couldn't bear it.

Zhong Lei was very aware of Chen Feng's level, he was just a beginner among beginners without talent, he was just wasting his time playing guitar.

Although her suggestion yesterday was harsh, it actually came from kindness in a sense.

She didn't think that Chen Feng could make impressive progress in just one day.

Chen Feng smiled awkwardly, but he didn't move away as he said, but said: "I know I'm a novice, but that's not important. Actually, I wrote a song. I want you to listen to it and comment on it."

Zhong Lei's eyes widened, and her face was filled with the expression of seeing a ghost.

Yes, Chen Feng did come to prove himself.

But Chen Feng didn't want to play other people's music, but came to show her original music?

Are you still doing original work?Are you crazy?

"Heh...ha! Haha!" Zhong Lei laughed, not only to tease his ignorance, but also to be annoyed by his shamelessness.

After a short sneer, Zhong Lei's tone suddenly turned colder, "Are you kidding! Writing songs? Just you? You really think I won't complain to you, do you?"

Chen Feng looked at her silently, feeling a little complicated, and wanted to turn around and leave.

It's kind of hard to be a good person.

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

"Boring" was originally Zhong Lei's song, and I copied two of them from her. If she didn't give her one, Chen Feng's conscience would be a little uneasy after all.

There are more important reasons, the artistic achievements and production level of "Boring" are actually not very high.

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

Therefore, Chen Feng believes that if you sell "Boring" to others, you may not be able to achieve the desired results. The best choice is to give it to the original singer himself.

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

As long as she sings to her, even if it doesn't explode, theoretically, the lower limit of the effect that can be achieved in the end is guaranteed.

Of course, this will definitely change Zhong Lei's fate completely, making her famous debut much earlier, and her life experience will be completely different from another timeline, which may make her lose a lot of experience in life.

No one knew what changes Chen Feng's fierce flapping of butterfly wings would have on Zhong Lei and the future.

But does that matter?

Chen Feng didn't care when Zhong Lei became popular or how popular he was, he only cared about whether Zhong Lei was familiar with him when he became popular, and whether he could fly with him after becoming popular.

What's more, making her popular earlier is helping her!

Chen Feng didn't care about the future, anyway, human beings will perish after a thousand years, could it be worse?

"I know you haven't come to work yet. Listening to a song only takes a few minutes, and it won't delay you. As for whether to vote for me or not, you can listen to it before making a decision."

Chen Feng finally decided to give it a try.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhong Lei to speak, he picked up the guitar and quickly slid his fingertips across the strings.

With just this one movement, the words Zhong Lei was about to curse suddenly got stuck in her throat.

A layman watched the excitement, while an expert watched the doorway. Only from Chen Feng's gesture of raising his hand, Zhong Lei was keenly aware of the huge change in him.

Whether a person can play the guitar or not, and whether he has worked hard at playing, a person who is knowledgeable basically only needs to take a look at his starting posture, observe his fingerings for pressing and picking strings, and then he can tell the clues.

With the proficiency shown by Chen Feng at this moment, it is impossible to play the magic sound of yesterday.

Sure enough, as the melody sounded, Zhong Lei could no longer hear the torment of yesterday.

Chen Feng doesn't have much spirituality in playing the guitar, but he has practiced this piece of guitar for more than a thousand hours, and his proficiency is comparable to that of a trainee who has practiced for three and a half years.

So at this time, the guitar accompaniment of "Boring" he played has excellent pitch and is impeccable.

Only the guitar accompaniment weakens the song's infectious power a lot, but it is enough to be used as a live performance in a small theater.

Zhong Lei's originally agitated mood slowly calmed down under Chen Feng's skillful playing.

But new doubts arose in her heart.

Yesterday's playing was unsightly, why did this person look like a different person after one night?

Could it be that he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before?What are you drawing?

Forget it, he has really worked hard, since he also likes music very much, let's just listen to what kind of song he is.

Zhong Lei didn't think about it at all, Chen Feng really didn't know it yesterday, but he really knows it today.

A person who played the guitar from a layman to an expert overnight completely violated her common sense and was not within the scope of her imagination.

Seeing the prelude successfully restraining Zhong Lei, Chen Feng's heart relaxed slightly, and he took another big step forward from the secret passage, playing more seriously, more devotedly, and more carefully.

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

Once her attitude was corrected, she quickly tasted the charm of the piece played by Chen Feng.

She couldn't help but her eyes lit up.

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

A little immature, but sincere.

It sounds a bit of a sense of vicissitudes, and a bit of young people pretending to moan without illness, showing dissatisfaction with the status quo, but unable to change, and can only drift with the flow.

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

It was as if Phoenix had been seriously injured, and was dormant in the magma deep in the ground, waiting for the day when he recovered from his injuries and made his way to the sky.

Zhong Lei's breathing gradually slowed down, and her emotions were involuntarily substituted into it, and she actually developed a kind of sympathy for the originally hated performer Chen Feng.

This was just a prelude that was less than 20 seconds long, and Chen Feng hadn't even started singing, but Zhong Lei could indeed 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 just because this song was written by herself.

This piece of music was like a boulder, smashing hard into her heart, resonating and echoing.

(End of this chapter)