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

She was trying to control her temper, for fear that one would not be able to bear to rush up and scuffle with this thing.

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 early today, but she didn't expect to bump into him.

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

As soon as he went downstairs, he opened the door immediately, and he was quite particular about his position, 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 expectant and a little nervous.

Chen Feng's appearance at this time made Zhong Lei's heart inexplicably nameless.

The quick-witted she had already noticed that Chen Feng was trying to take the initiative to approach her, and even felt that Chen Feng had other plans to practice guitar.

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

"Get out of the way."

After thinking about it for a while, Zhong Lei snorted from her nose, and at the same time said in her heart, what do you mean by holding the guitar and looking at me with such eyes?

Why didn't this man give up?

I didn't make it clear yesterday?

He thought he would have an epiphany after pondering for another day?

Is this trying to prove strength?

Don't make a fuss, okay!

Zhong Lei almost wanted to laugh.

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

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

In fact, she didn't just hear Chen Feng play the guitar once, but she only heard a little sound occasionally before, and she couldn't bear to say anything.

Yesterday, it was rare to want to sleep for two more hours, only to suffer from the magic sound in my ears, and I remembered that Chen Feng's "motive is not pure" to learn the guitar, and finally I couldn't bear it.

Zhong Lei knows very well that Chen Feng's level is a beginner among beginners with no talent, and he plays the guitar purely as a waste of time.

Her advice yesterday, though contrary to her advice, was in a sense well-intentioned.

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 let go of the way, but said: "I know I'm a novice, but it doesn't matter, in fact, I wrote a song, I want you to listen to it and comment on it." ”

Zhong Lei's eyes widened, and her face was full of hell.

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, right?

"Huh...... Ha! Ha ha! Zhong Lei smiled, not only for his incomprehensible teasing, but also for his dead face.

After a short sneer, Zhong Lei's tone suddenly became colder, and threatened: "What are you kidding!" Writing songs? Just you? You really think I won't complain about you, do you? ”

Chen Feng really wanted to slap her face.

This woman is too ignorant of lifting!

He wanted to turn around and leave, but he didn't.

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

"Boredom" was originally Zhong Lei's song, and she copied two of them, if she didn't give her any of them, Chen Feng's conscience would be a little difficult after all.

There is a more important reason, the artistic achievement and production level of "Boredom" are actually not very high.

In another time and space, the reason why "Boredom" became popular as Zhong Lei's debut work is inextricably linked to her unique voice, talented singing skills and subtle emotional capture.

Therefore, Chen Feng believes that if "Boring" is sold to others, it may not be able to achieve the desired result, and the best choice is to give it to the original singer himself.

Although the time is a few years in advance, the current Zhong Lei may still be a little immature in singing, but at least it is the safest.

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

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

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

But does that matter?

Chen Feng doesn't care when Zhong Lei is popular, how popular he is, he only cares if Zhong Lei is familiar with him when she is popular, and whether she can fly with him after she becomes popular.

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

Chen Feng doesn't care what the future holds, anyway, the human race has perished after a thousand years, can it be worse?

"I know you're not at work yet, and listening to a song is only a few minutes, so I can't delay you. As for whether to complain about me or not, you can make a decision after listening to it. ”

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhong Lei to speak, picked up the guitar, and quickly swiped his fingertips from the strings.

With just this one action, Zhong Lei's words that were about to curse suddenly stuck in his throat.

The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, just from Chen Feng's action of raising his hand, Zhong Lei is keenly aware of his great changes.

Whether a person can play the guitar or not, whether he has worked the performance, those who know the know basically only need to look at his starting style and observe his fingering of pressing and plucking the strings, and they can see the clues.

With the proficiency that Chen Feng showed at this moment, it was impossible to play the piercing magic sound of yesterday.

Sure enough, with the melody sounding, Zhong Lei listened to the torture of yesterday in his ears.

Chen Feng has no spirituality in playing the guitar, but he has practiced this piece for more than 1,000 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 guitar accompaniment of "Boring" played by him was excellent and impeccable.

Only the guitar accompaniment makes the song much less infectious, but it is enough to use it 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.

Yesterday's bomb was still unsightly, why did the night pass, this person seemed to be a different person?

Could it be that he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before?

What's the picture, is there a hole in the brain?

Forget it, he's really worked hard, and for the sake of him that he also likes music, let's listen to what kind of song he is.

Zhong Lei didn't think at all that Chen Feng really wouldn't be able to do it yesterday, but today it would really be.

A person who went from being a guitar player to an insider overnight is completely contrary to her common sense and beyond the scope of her imagination.

Seeing that the prelude was successful in suppressing Zhong Lei, Chen Feng was slightly proud, and he took a big step forward from success, playing more seriously, more devotedly, and more carefully.

Zhong Lei is worthy of being a contestant who can become a female version of Beethoven in the future, and she is both serious and religious about music.

Once her attitude was correct, she quickly tasted the charm of Chen Feng's song.

Her eyes lit up.

This is indeed a chord combination that has never been heard before, could it be that it is really his original?

A little immature, but sincere.

It sounds a bit of vicissitudes, and a little bit of young people's pretending to be disease-free and moaning, showing dissatisfaction with the status quo, but powerless to change, and can only go with the flow.

However, in the deepest part of all negative emotions, there seems to be a hidden flame, which seems to burn in his heart, constantly urging him to chase his own dreams.

It was as if the phoenix had been seriously injured, lying dormant in the magma deep underground, licking its feathers alone, waiting for the injury to heal, waiting for the day when it would rise to the sky.

Zhong Lei's breathing gradually slowed down, and her emotions were involuntarily substituted into it, and she actually had a sense of sympathy for Chen Feng, a player who was originally very annoying.

This is just a prelude that is less than twenty seconds long, and Chen Feng has not even started singing, but Zhong Lei has indeed heard so many emotions.

It's not that Zhong Lei's music appreciation ability is really high enough to break through the sky, purely because this song was written by herself.

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