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I really don't want to be a saviour

As soon as you open your eyes, you cross the gate of a thousand years. As soon as you close your eyes, reality is still poor. Chen Feng, a porter who travels through time and space with his life. From carrying songs, movies, various entertainment works to carrying various future technologies. He originally just wanted to be a porter who eats and waits to die and enjoy life, but he didn't expect that every time he transports technology, it will cause a technological explosion after a thousand years. His every move will change the course of the next thousand years of history. Moving and moving, he moved himself into a savior. ... Machine Translated by me. Must read book

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Chapter 13 Unspeakable

Just saying thank you to Chen Feng lightly is not enough, it seems very rude.

  But she understands the truth, but it's hard to say it again.

  Zhong Lei was not used to dealing with people, especially the opposite sex, and she felt uncomfortable after just two more words.

  But now I owe Chen Feng a favor, and I'm afraid this deal is impossible without a fight.

  Zhong Lei thought hard, not knowing what to do to repay this favor.

  Buy Chen Feng's song?

  Zhong Lei shook her head.

  This is not realistic.

  That is a very mature work, and it is worth at least tens of thousands. It is not surprising that it is sold to the right person and the asking price is 100,000 and 200,000.

  Maybe even more.

  If you buy his own songs, maybe you will continue to take advantage of Chen Feng.

  At that time, the favor has not been repaid, but more is owed.

  This night, perhaps because the biological clock was not changed, or because there were too many things in her mind, Zhong Lei tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

  She didn't fall asleep until she heard the sound of Chen Feng going out from downstairs the next morning.

  She got up from the bed, stood by the window, and watched Chen Feng downstairs walking out of the community in the cold morning breeze of early winter.

  Zhong Lei couldn't help feeling a little envious.

  She recalled the days when she was a resident singer at the night show. Although it was only just over a month, she felt like she had passed away.

  At first, I was turned down when I went to the first night club.

  Then she played and sang a song by herself, and the other party recognized her ability and signed a minimum standard resident singer contract.

  Fortunately, gold always shines.

  It's only been two days since I sang, and the nearby night venues came one after another, and the contracts opened with better conditions.

  She originally thought that if it continued like this, in a year or two, she should be able to save enough money to make an album at her own expense, and then she would be able to break out of the shackles of a nighttime singer.

  She did not expect that the ideal is too beautiful and the reality is too cruel.

  If you accidentally offend a big man, your future will become bleak immediately.

  But Zhong Lei didn't regret it. If she was given ten more chances to choose, she would still slap that slap out.

  She knew that with her temperament, such a big man would be offended sooner or later.

  Instead of waiting for the future to climb higher and fall, it is better to be taught by reality earlier.

  Zhong Lei suddenly felt that the world was ridiculous and absurd.

  Those who work hard don't get good rewards, but scumbags are born with the golden key in their hands.

  Then these scumbags stepped on everyone's heads to make a fortune and act recklessly.

  She felt that the world was very unfair, and she recalled the experience of the resident singer who had been against her will for many months, and the feeling that she was obviously nauseated, but she had to smile at the artist managers of various night shows.

  feeling bad.

  Some monsters and monsters rewarded her, obviously very tired, but they could only hold their noses to accept the other party's money, say thank you, and be vigilant to avoid these people's salty hands.

  What the hell am I drawing?

  Zhong Lei asked herself this.

  Such a life is so boring and so unfair.

  It's boring and boring.

  After a long time, she unconsciously recalled the song Chen Feng sang that day, and began to hum softly.

  When she sang the chorus, she didn't realize that it was over, but hummed it twice, and the melody that followed the chorus naturally came out of her mouth, only the words were missing.

  If Chen Feng heard it, he would be shocked.

  The melody she hadn't played before was made up by her intuition!

  When she sang one more melody, Zhong Lei's heart suddenly became extremely hot.

  An indescribable emotion erupted like a volcano, making her awake in horror.

  Although she still doesn't know the lyrics of the second half, her intuition tells her that there must be a reversal in the second half of the song, and the emotions will no longer be so sad, but will become enthusiastic and high-pitched.

  I was wrong about him!

  Chen Feng's song is not mocking me!

  He saw through my unwillingness and saw through my boredom with life!

  He even saw through my pride!

  He didn't look down on me, he even knew that I looked down on my own work!

  His motivation for writing this song is actually to encourage me!

  this...

  Zhong Lei was speechless for a while.

  At this moment, she seemed to feel that she had taken off her clothes and stood in front of Chen Feng without any reservations, and he had seen through any secrets.

  How could he know me so well?

  But we've only met a few times, so what we said might not add up to twenty sentences, right?

  how can that be!

  But it is the truth.

  The song "Boring" is like a sharp knife, stabbed into Zhong Lei's heart, cutting open the protective shell she has worked hard to build.

  The melody was getting louder and louder in my heart, and a strong desire rose from invisible, as if to set her on fire.

  Zhong Lei inexplicably wanted to know what the next lyrics and melody of this song would be.

  I really want to sing this song.

  before falling asleep,

She whispered in her heart.

  In the evening, Zhong Lei was awakened by the sound of the door downstairs.

  She quickly jumped out of bed and rushed downstairs.

  She was so busy that she didn't even change her pajamas.

  Opening the door and going downstairs, Chen Feng was lowering his head to change his shoes.

  "Chen Feng."

  Zhong Lei shouted in a low voice.

  Chen Feng, who had just put on his slippers, seemed to have a lot of thoughts and was startled by this shout, UU reading www. uukanshu.com stood up straight and turned around, "Ah, Zhong Lei, hello hello."

  It was the first time that Zhong Lei had greeted him proactively since they had known each other for more than a month, and he was not used to it.

  Zhong Lei suddenly didn't know what to say next.

  She even regretted that she shouldn't have run down in such a hurry.

  Originally wanted to tell Chen Feng that he really wanted to sing that song, but the words reached his throat, but he couldn't get out of his mouth.

  "Oh right, I have something to trouble you about."

  It was Chen Feng who spoke first.

  The heavy feeling in Zhong Lei's heart disappeared.

  It seems that he needs my help with something, but it's good, so that I can pay back what I owe him first, and then I can talk to him about the song.

  Although Chen Feng only said at the time to ask her to comment on the song, Zhong Lei couldn't deny that, when she kept recalling its melody, the more she thought about it, the more she liked it.

  She even felt that the song had some destiny with her.

  So she planned to find a way to get money to buy Chen Feng's song even if she broke the pot and sold iron.

  If you still can't get the support of your family, you can take credit for the first time, and then pay him more when you earn money in the future.

  "Well, what are you talking about?"

  There was some joy in her tone.

  Chen Feng hesitated for a while, but finally said hesitantly, "That's right, I have an acquaintance who said he could introduce me to a singer. That singer would buy my song, the one I sang to you once. But the other party asked me to provide a demo. You know my singing skills, so that's it. I wonder if you are not a singer, you should sing much better than me. So I want to trouble you to record a demo for me, and you will get paid , just... two thousand yuan."

  This is the reason why Chen Feng is hard to say.