I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

　　 looked at the man in front of him, Zhong Lei's teeth helped bite a bit tightly.

　　She is trying to control her temper, afraid that one can't bear to rush up and wrestle with the goods.

　　 It is seven o'clock in the evening.

　　Because she didn't want to deal with this person again, she went out half an hour earlier today, but she did not expect to see him.

　　 is not right, to be precise, he probably squatted himself deliberately.

　　He just went downstairs, he opened the door immediately, and the position was quite particular, just happened to be stuck at the door.

　　 He still held 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's inexplicable unknown fire.

　　She is sensitive to the fact that she has already noticed that Chen Feng is trying to get close to herself, and even feels that Chen Feng has other plans to practice guitar.

　　After all, Chen Feng is an apartment housekeeper. She should know some of her information and know that he is engaged in music.

"Step aside."

　　Thinking a little bit, Zhong Lei hummed out of his nose, meanwhile, he said, what do I mean by holding this guitar with this look?

　　 Why doesn't this person give up?

　　I didn’t say it yesterday?

　　Cooperate with him that he thinks about it for another day, then he can realize it?

　　Do you want to prove your strength?

　　Don't make trouble, will you?

　　 Zhong Lei just wanted to laugh.

　　 This month, since the embarrassing chat that day, the two only exchanged a few sentences yesterday.

　　 But that was not communication, it was purely a protest that Zhong Lei could not bear.

　　 In fact, she didn’t only listen to Chen Feng talk about the guitar once, but she only heard a few voices before. She endured nothing.

　　 Yesterday it was rare to want to sleep for another two hours before suffering the magic sound, and remembered Chen Feng’s “impure motivation” to learn the guitar, and finally he could not bear it.

　　Zhong Lei is very clear about Chen Feng's level. He is a beginner among talented beginners. Playing guitar is a waste of time.

　　 Yesterday's suggestion, although loyal, is actually derived from goodwill in a sense.

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

　　Chen Feng smiled embarrassingly, but did not give way, but said: "I know I am a novice, but this is not important, in fact, I wrote a song, I would like to ask you to listen and comment on one or two."

　　 Zhong Lei's eyes widened, his face full of **** expressions.

　　Yes, Chen Feng did come to prove himself.

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

　　 crazy?

　　 "Huh... Ha! Haha!" Zhong Lei smiled, both for his unknowingly high amusement, but also because of his dead skin.

After a brief sneer, Zhong Lei's tone was suddenly colder by three points, threatening: "What are you kidding! Writing songs? Just you? You really thought I wouldn't complain to you, did you?"

　　Chen Feng really wanted to slap her face.

　　 This woman is too ignorant!

　　He really wanted to turn his head away, but he didn't do it in the end.

　　Yes, he is planning to give Zhong Lei "Boring" to sing.

　　 "Boring" was originally Zhong Lei's song, copying her two songs, if a capital does not give her, Chen Feng's conscience will eventually be a bit 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 was related to her unique voice, talented singing skills and delicate emotional capture.

　　 Therefore, Chen Feng believes that if "Boring" is sold to others, the ideal result may not be achieved, and the best choice is to leave it to the original singer himself.

　　Although the time is a few years earlier, Zhong Lei may be a little bit younger in singing, but at least it is the most safe.

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

　　 Of course, this will also completely change Zhong Lei's fate, making her famous debut time much earlier, life experience will become very different from another timeline, maybe she will lose a lot of experience of life.

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

　　 But is that important?

　　Chen Feng doesn't care when Zhong Lei is red, but how red it is. He only cares when Zhong Lei is red, he is not familiar with himself.

　　 What's more, let her go red earlier, that is to help her!

　　Chen Feng doesn't care what will happen in the future anyway, mankind has perished after thousands of years, can it be worse?

　　 "I know that you haven't reached work time, just a few minutes to listen to a song, can't delay you. As far as you don't complain to me, you can make a decision after listening."

　　Chen Feng finished speaking, not waiting for Zhong Lei to talk, picked up the guitar, and quickly crossed the fingertips from the strings.

　　 Only this one action was made, and Zhong Lei suddenly got stuck in his throat when he was about to curse.

　　The layman watched the bustling, the layman looked at the doorway, only from Chen Feng's movement of raising his hand, Zhong Lei was keenly aware of his huge changes.

　　Whether a person can play the guitar, have you worked **** or off playing? People who know how to do it basically just have to take a look at his starting style, and observe his fingerings for strumming and plucking.

　　With Chen Feng's proficiency at this moment, it is impossible to play the same ear-sounding sound of yesterday.

　　 As expected, with the melody ringing, Zhong Lei listened to his ears and no longer suffered yesterday.

　　Chen Feng has no spirit to play the guitar, but he practiced the guitar for more than a thousand hours, and his proficiency is comparable to trainees who have been practicing for three and a half years.

　　 So the guitar accompaniment of "Boring" he played at this time was perfect and impeccable.

　　Only the guitar accompaniment weakened the song's appeal a lot, but the live performance as a small theater was enough.

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

　　 But new doubts appeared in her heart again.

　　 Yesterday, it was unsightly. Why did this person change like a person overnight?

　　Is it true that he was a pig and a tiger before?

　　 What is the picture, is there a pit in your brain?

　　Forget it, he really worked hard. For the sake of his love of music, just listen to what song he is.

　　Zhong Lei had never thought about it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com Chen Feng was really not yesterday, but today is really.

　　 One person changed from a layman playing a guitar to an insider overnight, which completely violated her common sense and was not within the scope of her imagination.

　　 Seeing that the prelude succeeded in calming Zhong Lei, Chen Feng was slightly complacent, and took a big step forward from success, playing more seriously, more devotedly, and more carefully.

　　 Zhong Lei is worthy of becoming a female Beethoven player in the future, and he is serious and pious in music.

　　Once her attitude was upright, she quickly produced the charm of this piece played by Chen Feng.

　　 She couldn't help but shine.

　　 This is indeed a chord combination that I have never heard before. Is it true that it is his original?

　　 is a bit young, but it is sincere.

　　 sounds like a bit of vicissitudes, and some of the young people's pretense is free of disease and groaning, showing dissatisfaction with the status quo, but unable to change, can only follow the wave of emotions.

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

　　 As if the phoenix was seriously injured, he was dormant in the magma deep in the ground, lonely licking his feathers, waiting for the wound to heal, and waiting for the day when the reorganization went up to Jiuxiao.

　　Zhong Lei's breathing gradually slowed down, and his emotions were taken in involuntarily. He actually had an intimate sense of sympathy for the player Chen Feng who was annoying.

　　 This is just a prelude that is less than 20 seconds long. Chen Feng hasn't even started to sing yet, but Zhong Lei did hear so many emotions.

　　 It’s not that Zhong Lei’s music appreciation ability is really high enough to break through the sky, purely because she wrote the song herself.

　　 This piece was like a boulder, and it broke into her heart fiercely, resonating.