I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

　　 waited for about two or three hours, that is, on the way home from Chen Feng's get off work, Zheng Rou's phone came.

　　 "Mr. Chen, Chen Li thinks your song is not bad. If the content behind you can still maintain this level, she is willing to buy out the copyright of this song with 200,000 yuan."

　　 "Ah, I see, thank you Sister Rou."

　　 "Well, the other party's price is like this. It's not a high price, but it's not bad for new music producers. Whether you want to sell it or not, consider it yourself. Give me an answer tomorrow."

　　Chen Feng nodded across the air, "Okay."

　　 "Well, I will hang up if there is nothing wrong."

　　 hung up the phone, but Chen Feng didn't cheer as expected.

　　 is obviously a good thing, he doesn't know what's going on.

　　 200,000, quickly cover his salary for two or three years, and then count as a deposit, he can even pay a small apartment in a suburban county of Hanzhou.

　　 But the strange thing is that his heart is empty, not satisfied and fulfilled.

　　 asked himself, Chen Feng felt that he was not a good man.

　　If you don’t know Zhong Lei, if your relationship with Zhong Lei hasn’t changed a bit, and if you didn’t hear her sobbing yesterday, then Chen Feng can sell the song without any psychological obstacles.

　　 is not so much if.

　　He can't deceive himself.

　　 There is always an illusion in the world. When you see that the wicked are doing well, you always think that you can easily become a wicked person, and then live better than the wicked, but you don’t bother to become bad.

　　 But when things came to an end, Chen Feng realized that being a bad person was not as easy as expected.

　　It seems simple to deceive yourself, but it is actually the most difficult thing in the world, which also requires talent.

　　 In the evening, Chen Feng and Zhong Lei sat in the Chuanchuanxiang store at the door of Weston Community.

　　 This meal Chen Feng invited guests to celebrate the success of selling songs.

　　 But there is no festive atmosphere on the dinner table, but rather dull.

　　A man and a woman eat together, as long as there is one who is not good at dealing with the opposite sex, it is easy to cold down, let alone the two of them.

　　 also has an advantage, at least both of them are very accustomed to this state.

　　Although it seems strange to others, the two themselves feel comfortable.

　　Eat as soon as you eat, talk about what day.

　　 Zhong Lei finally spoke first.

She raised her teacup and exuded a silky smile on her lips, "Congratulations on your success in selling songs. Although Chen Li is not a top-tier coffeemaker, he is also a strong singer and has many fans. When this time becomes, you can seriously consider switching careers in the future . With your talent, you can eat this bite."

　　Chen Feng really wanted to tell her, you don't want to make a smile.

　　You are a singer, not an actor.

　　As long as I'm not blind, I can tell you are right and wrong.

　　Chen Feng: "Then I would like to thank you Ji Yan first. How do you plan next?"

　　Zhong Lei pondered for a few seconds, "I'll go home to see it in a few days, and I won't necessarily come to Hanzhou in the future. I'll trouble you with my house by then. It's also your responsibility anyway."

"Like this?"

"Ok."

　　Chen Feng clearly remembered that she had lived in Hanzhou for several years before Zhong Lei became famous.

　　If she left, it represented a major turning point in her life, and whether she could become the one in history in the future would be inaccurate.

　　No, I have to find a way to prevent her from defeating Hanzhou.

　　 "Yes, I have something to confess to you. Actually, I came back from get off work yesterday to hear you practice songs."

　　 "What! What else do you hear?"

　　Chen Feng forced a blank expression, "No, it's just a song."

"and then?"

　　 "You sing really well."

　　 "Thank you for your compliments." Zhong Lei was not very humble. She knew what level she was.

　　Compared with those famous singers, she is not only poor, but just a proper opportunity.

　　 "Also, I found that you added another melody based on the sample I sang. Why didn't you record it?"

　　 Zhong Lei was shocked.

　　She really wanted to take Chen Feng through.

　　When I practiced the song yesterday, I obviously stuffed the newly added melody only when the emotion was out of control the last time.

　　 How could he only hear the song, and certainly heard his own cry!

　　Damn.

　　 Smart people will pretend to be crazy at this time, pretending that nothing happened, but Zhong Lei is not very likely to pretend, she is a little bit angry and angry immediately.

　　 She said dully: "This is your song, I am not willing to add things in haste."

　　 "But I think the melody you added is very good, so I plan to follow the rhythm you sang at the time."

　　Zhong Lei resolutely refused, "How can this be done! This will destroy the coordination of your entire song. Everyone has a different creative style. If you use mine, it will naturally be uncoordinated."

　　Chen Feng wanted to laugh, make trouble, you think so much, you are really humble.

　　 is all yours!

　　 "No, you add this paragraph to exactly what I want. I have decided. I think this will make this song better, even if you disagree."

　　Chen Feng said firmly.

　　Noisy, the original rhythm is like this.

　　 Don't use this, let him change it.

　　 If you don’t use it, you won’t let it play.

"you……"

　　 Zhong Lei was a little angry.

　　 She wanted to say that it was my inspiration, how can you bring it to doctrine.

　　 But she thought again that her inspiration was based on the foundation laid by Chen Feng. In a certain sense, it was indeed Chen Feng's intellectual property.

　　 "I planned this for 200,000. Since you used your melody, you may not need the cost of recording the sample, but I have to share your money separately, so... 50,000."

　　When saying this, Chen Feng felt a little bit of pain.

　　 But then he felt a little more comfortable in his heart, let her earn 50,000 yuan, and could also keep her in Hanzhou.

　　 never thought that Zhong Lei suddenly burst into hair.

　　 Her voice shouted out of control, "No! I don't want your money!"

　　 Her voice was so loud that everyone else in Chuanchuanxiang couldn't help but turn her head to look here.

　　 The blazing fire of gossip rose from the hearts of the diners.

　　 The eyes of the two people become very connotative.

　　 Gee, this man doesn't look like a rich man.

　　 This girl doesn't want him money, probably because there is too little money.

　　Chen Feng and Zhong Lei noticed the strange eyes of others. Chen Feng was a little embarrassed, but Zhong Lei didn't care.

　　Chen Feng continued to gritt his teeth and said, "No, this is what you deserve. What do you and I shun."

　　 "Enough! I said I don't want your charity and sympathy."

　　 finished, Zhong Lei dropped the tableware and got up and left.

　　After Chen Feng settled the account and chased him, UU read the book www. uukanshu.com she has disappeared.

　　 This person is inexplicably stubborn, no wonder she will be single all her life in another timeline, it really deserves it.

　　After returning home, he knocked on Zhong Lei's door again.

　　 There was a violent shout inside.

"You helped me before. I also sang a sample for you. Now we are clear, you don't owe me anything, I don't owe you anything. What I want to do is my business, you don't need you to care. You Don’t bother me again, or I’ll complain to you.”

　　Chen Feng thought that the money he gave Zhong Lei was an equivalent exchange. That was because the song book "Boring" was hers.

　　 But Zhong Lei didn't know about it.

　　She thinks that she just wrote a little melody, and Chen Feng will give her 50,000.

　　He clearly is a charity, he looks down on himself.

　　 There is no essential difference between him and those men who want to support themselves.

　　 Rather than make it more rigid in the future, it is better to draw a line early.

　　She was back to Yeluzi, where oil and salt didn't enter. Chen Feng didn't know what to say anymore and simply left.

　　 went back to the room, Chen Feng picked up the guitar with boredom, and gently played the prelude of "The Night Is Deep."

　　 is like the name of the song. At this time, the lantern was indeed on the outside. Chen Feng put down his guitar and looked out the window.

　　He is seriously considering a problem seriously.

　　Zheng Rou said that Chen Li would reply tomorrow, and tonight he had to make a final decision.

　　Sell or not?

　　Selling songs was his original intention, and he worked hard for more than two weeks.

　　 He experienced many setbacks, thought he could not make it, but he turned around, and his eyes were dark.

　　 Now he just needs to nod his head and things are done.

　　 But when the matter came, he hesitated again.