I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Chen Feng left the company, but still did not go home. Instead, he wandered outside casually all day.

He first went online and simply scanned the news.

Q Yin has indeed begun to build momentum.

On the official page of Q Yin, a female silhouette appeared.

The silhouette reads, "The debut single of a mysterious newcomer is about to be released. The strongest newcomer in history, a newcomer who is too strong to be a newcomer. It is highly anticipated, so stay tuned and listen to the fairy sound."

Of course Chen Feng recognized this silhouette. The photo was taken the day before yesterday when he accompanied Zhong Lei at the Q Yin headquarters.

It is indeed a big company, fully equipped in all aspects.

However, Q Yin's advertising slogan was slightly beyond his expectation. It was as expansive and high-profile as ever.

Fortunately, it was Zhong Lei who was really good at fighting.

If someone were to replace him with a weaker newcomer, he would really be praised.

It cannot be said that the Q Sound operators headed by Ma Tianhua have bad intentions. This is just their consistent style. They are so happy about success that they never know what it means to be low-key and humble.

Who told us that today’s era is so impetuous?

If you don't play it harder, the audience won't buy it.

In addition to the front-page banner on the Q Sound software, entries related to Zhong Lei often appear in many other interfaces of the entire software.

It is indeed a B-level resource, so powerful.

Looking at this overwhelming promotion, Chen Feng couldn't help but think to himself, B-class is already so strong, what should A-class be like?

He figured it out quickly.

Although these resources may seem intimidating, they are actually within the scope of Qyin’s internal channels.

To put it bluntly, Q Yin does not spend any money to obtain these resources. The cost is advertising fees within its own channels.

Then it is not difficult to guess the content of A-level resources. Q Yin will use expensive external resources.

In the eyes of ordinary users, there are all kinds of overwhelming press releases, or all kinds of trolls that make it difficult to distinguish between true and false, or even asking singers to appear on major variety shows with new songs to build momentum.

Of course Zhong Lei doesn't have this level of resources now.

Class is always everywhere.

When he returned home, it was already after eight o'clock at night. The lights in Zhong Lei's room were still on, and soft humming could be heard from inside, accompanied by three or two guitar chords.

When Chen Feng heard it for the first time, his scalp felt numb.

Really vigorous!

She had only been back for two days and she had already started writing songs.

And the few chords she played had a vague flavor of "The Night Is Already Deep".

I'm afraid if I give her a few more days, she will almost be able to come up with the entire accompaniment for "The Night Is Already Deep".

There are two modes of writing songs, one is to write the lyrics first and then compose the music, and the other is to write the music first and then write the lyrics.

Zhong Lei can do both, which is a reflection of her own accomplishments that have been accumulated to a considerable extent.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Hey, what's going on?" After waiting for a while, Zhong Lei opened the door in surprise.

She was wearing pajamas again, her hair was slightly damp, and she looked a little lazy.

Even though she could be considered bare-faced at this moment, good-looking people are good-looking anyway.

Chen Feng turned his face away slightly, not wanting to read more, and said, "I have been collecting music outside for the past two days and wrote two more songs. I think they are suitable for you."

Zhong Lei was stunned, "Huh? Two songs? I'm still wondering where you have been these past two days. Have you gone to write a song about love? You only wrote two songs at once."

As a porter who had just started on the road, Chen Feng really did not dare to look Zhong Lei in the eyes.

After all, this is the real owner.

He continued to tilt his head, looking into Zhong Lei's room, and replied: "Yes, two songs. I feel that one of them is particularly suitable for you, and the other one is actually not bad. Lend me your guitar. Are you playing?"

Everyone who is professionally engaged in the music industry has their instruments that are almost as good as theirs and will never be touched easily by others.

Everyone’s playing habits are different. For example, a seemingly simple guitar may have a few screws on it that are easy for a layperson to understand. Tightening them even slightly will cause the strings to loosen and tighten, causing subtle changes in the intonation of the guitar.

Some people have heavy picking hands, so they need to loosen it a little, and some people have light hands, so they need to tighten it a little.

In ancient times, Chen Feng's request was a bit like a disciple saying to a young girl in his boudoir, "Let me play with your feet."

But after Zhong Lei hesitated for a few seconds, she agreed to Chen Feng's seemingly excessive request.

Fifteen minutes later...

Chen Feng's fingers crossed the strings and played the last note.

The sound of music echoed repeatedly in the small room.

He was looking at Zhong Lei slightly nervously, wondering what the other party would say.

Just now he played and sang "Boring" first, and the second song was "Deep Night".

Zhong Lei was an expert, and upon hearing it, she knew that the melody of "Dark Night" was closely related to the tune she had just hummed.

Therefore, Chen Feng really couldn't understand Zhong Lei's thoughts, and he didn't know whether she would think that he had plagiarized her.

This time Zhong Lei is sitting in an upright posture, with her hands clasped and crossed on her legs.

Her eyes were closed, and it was hard to tell whether she was meditating or savoring.

After a long time, she finally opened her eyes.

Chen Feng asked: "How is it?"

Zhong Lei took a deep breath first.

Chen Feng raised his voice in one breath.

Suddenly, she gave a thumbs up and said, "Awesome! You are so awesome!"

There was a strong light blooming in her eyes again, which was a feeling of joy.

This shows that she is completely unaware of the problem.

Chen Feng sighed in his heart. Although the result was good, it was a little different from what he expected.

He scratched his head and said, "Ha, it's... not bad. It's pretty good."

"How long has it been? Let's not talk about singing. Let's talk about the progress of your playing skills. It's really scary. Do you know? I started learning piano at the age of four and various musical instruments at the age of seven. I have learned from many teachers. , and I have had many classmates. But I have never seen anyone improve as quickly as you in playing guitar. It has only been a little more than a month, and your playing skills have already given me a natural feeling. I feel it. You are really a genius!"

Zhong Lei marveled sincerely.

Chen Feng's old face turned slightly red.

More than a month?

You think too much.

Strictly speaking, I have been practicing hard in the dream for almost two years. The average practice time is more than six hours a day, which is equivalent to ten years of hard training for ordinary people, okay?

You said that my skill and skills are natural, but that means you clearly saw through the upper limit of my skills right here?

He continued to force himself to be modest, "I'm not really a genius, I'm just okay."

Zhong Lei shook his head, "Don't be modest. Speaking of these two songs, I actually don't have the qualifications to judge you now. But I can still be sure that the quality of these two songs is definitely not lower than "Boring". Especially The second song "Boring" is really the perfect song in my dream!"

Chen Feng quickly struck while the iron was hot, "Do you like "Boring"? This is the song I plan to sing for you."

"Actually, I like both of them. But if I can only choose one of the two, I would choose "Boring". It's a pity that our money hasn't been returned yet, otherwise I really want to buy both of your songs, alas. You should If we sell one song, we can at least make some extra cash, so we won't be as embarrassed as we were when we went to Fish City."

Chen Feng nodded, "Then it's settled, "Boring" is for you."

"Um!"

After the matter was settled, Chen Feng finally had the courage to continue testing.

"By the way, you seemed to be humming a tune in the room just now? Have you started creating?"

Zhong Lei blushed slightly in embarrassment, "Yes, but my skills are too immature. You may not believe it, but the tune I just hum is so close to your first song "Dark Night"."

Chen Feng continued to test wildly, "Is it a coincidence?"

Zhong Lei shook her head, "No, it must not be a coincidence."

Chen Feng started to feel better.

Zhong Lei didn't notice Chen Feng's eyes flickering, but kept talking to himself.

"I must be so deeply influenced by your music style! That I can't help but move closer to you in terms of inspiration. I have decided that no matter what happens to the two songs "Boring" and "Boring", I will I can’t sing the songs you wrote easily anymore.”

Chen Feng silently gave a thumbs up.

You are such a showman.

You gave me an awesome explanation.

There is no way, my old Chen's infectious power is really so strong.