Chapter 8: Why don't you follow the script?
Chen Feng sang.
His voice is characterless, and his singing skills are even more undesirable.
For him to sing this song with his broken gong voice, it is purely tyrannical.
But he is very self-aware, so when he is in the dream world, he also spends a lot of time practicing this song.
Now although he doesn't sing very well, he has barely reached the level of KTV Maiba, and he can show the charm of this song three or four times out of ten.
"Broken wine glasses, noisy crowds, and a few lonely drunkenness on this cold night
You laugh at me for wearing too much makeup \ I laugh at you I can't understand \ If you don't blush too much \ How can you sink into a good daydream......"
Chen Feng sang very hard.
He only looked at Zhong Lei's expression when he started singing.
Well, it's good, it's really a fateful encounter, this song is just for her, look at her little expression, how intoxicated.
See how dare you look down on me?
Zhong Lei was indeed shocked.
At the beginning, she even faintly regretted that she shouldn't have been sarcastic about Chen Feng like that yesterday.
Others have real kung fu.
No matter how well he plays and sings, Chen Feng's single-handed creative ability is worthy of admiration for Zhong Lei, who has zero mature works so far.
Zhong Lei asked herself, she can't write this kind of song now.
But...... Hearing this, her face gradually changed.
The lyrics of this song are a bit strange!
Finally, Chen Feng sang the chorus part, this part needs to soar high notes, and the requirements for singing skills and vocal lines are a little harsh, he didn't try reluctantly, otherwise it would be embarrassing to break the tone and go out of tune.
His singing and playing came to an abrupt end.
Since I want to sell the song to her, of course I can't finish singing it all, so I should keep one hand.
Chen Feng realized that at this point, it should be enough to lure her into taking the bait, right?
Chen Feng slowly put down the guitar very pretentiously and looked at Zhong Lei with a look of implied expectation.
Worship me!
Admire me!
Come and hug my thick thighs!
Belch......
Never thought that when Zhong Lei looked at him, she seemed to want to pounce and beat someone?
"What do you think of my song? I'm not done yet, if you like it......"
"Chen Feng! You're enough! ”
Zhong Lei interrupted him suddenly, her teeth creaking.
Chen Feng was stunned, "Huh? What's wrong? What's wrong with me? ”
"Chen Feng, I don't need you to look up to me, I don't need you to sympathize with me, but I don't allow you to be sarcastic about me! I warn you, this is the last time you will harass me! Good bye! ”
Zhong Lei suddenly put down this cruel sentence, and then bumped into Chen Feng, closed the door and left, leaving Chen Feng alone in the narrow passage and messy in the wind.
He couldn't understand what was going on, how could he be fine first, and suddenly it exploded again?
You're too moody, Beethoven!
After walking out of the door, Zhong Lei's face was still red as blood, and she looked very ashamed.
She whispered, "Yes, I'm singing in a bar right now." I'm humble! But you can't write a song to satirize me, can you? You still write so well, I'm really moved? I'm such a neurotic, and you're a neurotic too! ”
Yes, she thought that Chen Feng was ridiculing and satirizing her work by writing this song.
She was already inferior and lost because she was a resident singer in a bar, and after hearing the charm of Chen Feng's lyrics, she was suddenly ashamed and angry.
I really complain that she is moody, and if she changes to a normal woman, it should almost be this state, it is Chen Feng who wants to sell songs to her and forgets this critical juncture.
At this time, Zhong Lei is at the lowest point in her life, she can't see hope, and she hasn't been able to get through that hurdle mentally, and she has reached the stage of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, which is the most sensitive moment.
It's hard enough to be in a bar, and she's bored and cynical every day with those who covet her looks, and she's so bored and cynical, but there's nothing she can do.
Now she can't accept anyone's strange gaze, and uses a hedgehog-like shell to firmly wrap her lonely heart.
Zhong Lei's anger lasted until she got on the bus.
Deep in her heart, there was an inexplicable sadness.
A person who has never looked up to him, a person who was fiercely satirized by himself only yesterday, has such an amazing creative talent.
He probably didn't want to laugh at me, did he?
Maybe it was because of my words yesterday that he was dissatisfied, so it only took him one day to write this song?
I...... Why don't I have such talent?
In Zhong Lei's anger just now, there was actually a bit of jealousy and unwillingness.
She turned her face away and watched the traffic outside the bus, bustling with people.
She really didn't want to admit it, but in fact, she felt a little regretful in her heart.
It's a bit of a shame that I didn't finish listening to this song.
I don't know what kind of loop is behind the chorus, what kind of pitch change will be in the loop, will his next lyrics be less ugly, and will the irony be less strong?
The lyrics of a song should have a beginning and a turn, and the emotions should have a progression.
He's not going to laugh at my downfall the whole song, is he?
It's all his fault, if he sings it in one sitting, I might be able to endure it until I finish listening.
How do you finish singing the first half of the depressed down, and it's gone!
It's a pity that I don't have a chance to listen to it now.
Chen Feng was sitting alone on the stool at this time, sulking.
He was completely at a loss.
It's just a loss of thunder building.
Isn't this a song you wrote yourself!
I'll sing it to you, it's going to take you flying.
Shouldn't you be so moved by your songs?
Why don't you follow the script and get so angry?
Which nerve did I prick you again?
Where do I look down on you?
The teacher is not good, and the plan to give "Boring" to the original singer is stillborn.
But Chen Feng was not very disappointed.
He was originally giving Zhong Lei a chance.
Zhong Lei gave up by herself, so Chen Feng would be more at ease if he sold the song to others.
It's just that things have become a little more troublesome, Chen Feng is not an insider in music, he doesn't know a single insider, and he doesn't know how to sell it for a while, so he can only forcibly try his luck.
Sing it yourself?
Chen Feng didn't think that it would be too wasteful of resources, and it would be purely tyrannical.
Hanzhou City is located in Jiangnan Province, as the provincial capital, with a permanent population of more than 10,000, although it is not as good as the first-tier cities like Tiandu Shangdu and Huacheng, but it is also the first in the second-tier cities in the country.
The Hanju city government attaches great importance to the cultural and creative industries, and as early as five years ago, it was inaugurated as the largest cultural and creative industrial park in Asia.
After several years of development, thousands of enterprises have settled in the industrial park, covering many fields such as film and television drama creation, animation, games, literature, new media and music.
The entire industrial park has created an annual GDP output value of tens of billions, and now it has become the face of Hanzhou City.
On the weekend, Chen Feng, wearing a suit, appeared downstairs in Building 8 of Area D of the Industrial Park.
He had a guitar on his back and looked a little gloomy.
It's been more than a week since he came back from his dream, and this week, he's had a great time.