Chapter 7 Come, listen to my song

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

　　She was trying her best to control her temper, for fear that one would not be able to rush up to fight 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 didn't expect to bump 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 quite particular, just stuck at 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 feel an inexplicable fire in her heart.

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

　　"Step aside."

　　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?

　　Is this to prove strength?

　　Stop making trouble, okay?

　　Zhong Lei just wanted to laugh.

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

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

　　In fact, she didn't just listen to Chen Feng talk about the guitar once, but she only occasionally heard some sounds before, so she endured and said nothing.

　　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 knew very well Chen Feng's level. He was a beginner among beginners without talent. He played the guitar and was just wasting his time.

　　Although her advice yesterday was hard to listen to, 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 embarrassedly, but did not move away, but said, "I know I'm a novice, but it doesn't matter. In fact, I wrote a song, and I want you to listen to it and comment on it."

　　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 short sneer, Zhong Lei's tone suddenly became colder, and she threatened: "What are you kidding! Writing 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 flattery!

　　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 actually 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 skills, but at least it is the safest.

　　As long as you sing for her, even if it doesn't explode, the lower limit of the final effect that can be achieved in theory 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 experience a lot less about life.

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

　　But does that matter?

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

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

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

　　"I know that you haven't arrived at work yet. It's only a few minutes to listen to a song. 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 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, basically, a person who knows it only needs to look at his starting style and observe his fingering and plucking to see the 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 piece 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, the "Boring" guitar accompaniment he played was excellent in pitch and impeccable.

　　Only the guitar accompaniment has weakened 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.

It was still unsightly to play yesterday, how could this person seem to be a different person after one night?

　　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 listen to what song he is.

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

　　It was completely against her common sense and not within the scope of her imagination to go from a layman who played the guitar to an insider overnight.

　　Seeing that the prelude successfully suppressed Zhong Lei, Chen Feng felt slightly proud, and took a big step forward from success, playing 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 was correct, she quickly tasted 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?

　　A little childish, 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 go with the flow.

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

　　It was as if the phoenix had been seriously injured, hibernating in the magma deep underground, licking the feathers alone, waiting for the injury to heal, and waiting for the day when it would focus on regrouping 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 intimacy with the player Chen Feng who was originally hated.

　　This was just a prelude that was less than twenty seconds long. Chen Feng had not 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 purely because this song was originally written by her.

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