I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

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

She was trying hard to control her temper, for fear that someone who couldn't bear it would rush up and start a fight with this guy.

It is now seven o'clock in the evening.

Because she didn't want to deal with this man anymore, she went out half an hour early today, but she didn't expect to be bumped into by him.

No, to be precise, he was probably squatting on purpose.

As soon as he came downstairs, he opened the door immediately, and his position was very particular, just blocking 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.

Chen Feng's appearance at this time made Zhong Lei feel inexplicably angry.

What do you want to do?

With her keen mind, she had actually noticed that Chen Feng was trying to get close to her, and she even felt that Chen Feng had other motives for practicing guitar.

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

"Step aside."

After thinking for a moment, Zhong Lei hummed from her nose and thought to herself at the same time.

Why doesn't this person give up?

Didn't I explain it clearly yesterday?

He thought he would have an epiphany after thinking about it for another day?

Do you want to prove your strength?

Stop making trouble, okay!

Zhong Lei just wanted to laugh.

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

But that's not an exchange, it's purely Zhong Lei's unbearable protest.

In fact, she had not only heard Chen Feng play the guitar once, but she had only heard some sounds occasionally before, so she held back and said nothing.

Yesterday, I had a rare desire to sleep for two more hours, only to have the demonic sound fill my ears. Then I remembered Chen Feng's "impure motives" for learning guitar, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore.

Zhong Lei knew very well that Chen Feng was a beginner among beginners without any talent. He was just a waste of time playing guitar.

Although her advice yesterday was harsh, it actually came from good intentions in a sense.

She didn't think that Chen Feng would be able to make impressive progress in just one day.

Chen Feng smiled awkwardly, but did not give in as he was told. Instead, he said, "I know I'm a newbie, but that's not important. In fact, I wrote a song and I want you to listen to it and comment on it."

Zhong Lei's eyes widened, with a ghostly expression on her face.

Yes, Chen Feng is indeed here to prove himself.

But Chen Feng didn't want to play other people's music, but came to show her original music?

Are you the only one who still does original work? Crazy?

"Ha...ha! Haha!" Zhong Lei laughed, both because he was amused by his arrogance and because he was angry at his shamelessness.

After a brief sneer, Zhong Lei's tone suddenly became even colder, "Are you kidding me! Writing a song? Just you? You really think I won't complain about you, right?"

Chen Feng looked at her silently, with a slightly complicated mood, and wanted to turn around and leave.

It's a little hard to be a good person.

Yes, he was planning to sing "Boring" to Zhong Lei.

"Boring" was originally Zhong Lei's song, and he copied two of her songs. If he didn't give her one song, Chen Feng's conscience would be a little uneasy after all.

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 popularity of "Boring" as Zhong Lei's debut song is inextricably related to her unique voice, gifted singing skills and subtle emotional capture.

Therefore, Chen Feng believes that if he sells "Boring" to others, he may not be able to achieve the desired results. The best option is to give it to the original singer himself.

Although the time has advanced a few years, Zhong Lei may still be a little immature in terms of singing skills, but at least it is safe enough.

As long as you sing it to her, even if it doesn't become a hit, the lower limit of the effect that can be achieved is theoretically guaranteed.

Of course, this will definitely change Zhong Lei's destiny completely, making her famous debut much earlier, and her life experience will become completely different from another timeline, which may make her lose a lot of experience in life.

No one knows what changes Chen Feng's fiercely flapping butterfly wings will bring to Zhong Lei and the future.

But does that matter?

Chen Feng doesn't care when Zhong Lei becomes popular or how popular she is. He only cares about whether Zhong Lei is familiar with him when she becomes popular and whether she can take him with her when she becomes popular.

What's more, if you let her become popular early, you are helping her!

Chen Feng didn't care what the future would bring. Humanity would be extinct in a thousand years anyway. How could it be worse?

"I know you haven't gone to work yet, and it only takes a few minutes to listen to a song. It won't delay you. As for whether to file a complaint against me, you can make a decision after listening to it."

Chen Feng finally decided to give it a try.

After saying that, without waiting for Zhong Lei to speak, he picked up the guitar and quickly ran his fingertips across the strings.

With just this one action, Zhong Lei's words suddenly got stuck in his throat when he was about to curse.

A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door. Just from the movement of Chen Feng raising his hand, Zhong Lei was keenly aware of his huge changes.

Whether a person can play the guitar and whether he has worked hard on playing, a knowledgeable person can basically tell by just looking at his starting position and observing his fingering of string pressing and picking.

With the proficiency that Chen Feng showed in this moment, it would be impossible for him to play the magic sound that penetrated his ears yesterday.

Sure enough, as the melody sounded, Zhong Lei no longer felt the torture of yesterday in her ears.

Chen Feng's guitar playing is not very clever, but he has practiced this piece of guitar for more than a thousand hours, and his proficiency is comparable to that of a trainee who has practiced for three and a half years.

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

Only the guitar accompaniment greatly weakens the appeal of this song, but it is enough for a live performance in a small theater.

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

But new doubts arose in her mind.

Yesterday, the playing was unsightly, so why did this person look like a different person overnight?

Could it be that he was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? Picture what?

Forget it, he has really worked hard, and since he also likes music, let’s just listen to what kind of song this is.

Zhong Lei never thought that Chen Feng really didn't know how to do it yesterday, but he really knows how to do it today.

A person's transformation from a guitar-playing layman to an expert overnight was completely contrary to her common sense and beyond the scope of her imagination.

Seeing that the prelude successfully calmed Zhong Lei, Chen Feng felt slightly relaxed, and secretly took a big step forward towards success. He played more seriously, more devotedly, and more carefully.

Zhong Lei is worthy of being a candidate to become the female version of Beethoven in the future. She is both serious and pious about music.

Once her attitude corrected, she quickly tasted the charm of the piece played by Chen Feng.

She couldn't help but her eyes lit up.

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

A little childish, but sincere.

It sounds a bit like the vicissitudes of life, but also a bit like the pretentious moaning of young people, showing that they are dissatisfied with the status quo, but unable to change, and can only go with the flow.

However, in the deepest part of all the negative emotions, there seemed to be a flame hidden in him. This flame seemed to be burning in his heart, constantly urging him to chase his dreams.

It was as if the phoenix had been seriously injured and was dormant in the magma deep underground, waiting for the day when it would recover from its injuries and regain its strength and soar into the sky.

Zhong Lei's breathing gradually slowed down, and her emotions were taken in involuntarily, and she actually felt a sense of sympathy for the performer Chen Feng, who she originally hated.

This was just a prelude that was less than twenty seconds long. Chen Feng hadn't even started singing yet, but Zhong Lei could indeed hear so many emotions.

It's not that Zhong Lei's music appreciation ability is really sky-high, it's just because she wrote this song herself.

This song was like a huge stone, slamming into her heart, resonating and echoing.