I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 32

Chen Feng left the company, but still didn't go home. Instead, he wandered around outside all day.

He simply scanned the news on the Internet first.

Q tone has really started to build momentum.

On the official page of Q sound, there is a silhouette of a woman.

Under the silhouette, "the debut single of the mysterious newcomer will be released soon. The strongest newcomer in history is not as strong as the newcomer. All eyes are on it. Please look forward to it and listen to the immortal sound."

Of course, Chen Feng knows the silhouette. He took the picture with Zhong Lei at the q-tone headquarters the day before yesterday.

It is worthy of being a large company with complete configuration in all aspects.

However, the advertising words of Q sound slightly surprised him, expanding and high-profile as usual.

Fortunately, it's Zhong Lei. She can really fight.

If you change a weaker newcomer, you will really be praised and killed.

It can't be said that the q-tone operators led by Ma Tianhua have a bad heart. This is just their consistent style. They have great success and never know what low-key humility is.

Who calls this era so impetuous.

If you don't blow hard, the audience won't buy it.

In addition to the banner on the front page of the q-tone software, entries related to Zhong Lei often appear in many other interfaces of the whole software.

It is worthy of being a class B resource. Such strength is really hard enough.

Looking at the overwhelming promotion, Chen Feng couldn't help thinking that grade B is so strong. What should grade a be?

He soon figured it out.

Although these resources look bluffing, they are actually within the scope of q-tone internal channels.

To put it bluntly, for these resources, Q sound does not spend money externally, and the cost is the advertising fee in its own channels.

Then it is not difficult to guess the content of class a resources. Q sound will use expensive external resources.

Reflected in the eyes of ordinary users, that is, all kinds of comprehensive manuscripts, or all kinds of Navy people who can't tell the true from the false, or even let singers land in major variety shows with new songs.

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

Class, always everywhere.

When he got home, it was already after eight o'clock at night. The light in Zhong Lei's room was still on. From time to time, there was a gentle hum from inside, accompanied by three or two guitar chords.

Chen Feng felt his scalp numb at the first hearing.

Really fierce!

Only two days after she came back, she had started writing songs.

And the chords she played had a faint taste of "the night is deep".

I'm afraid if I give her a few more days, she can almost brew the accompaniment of the whole song "the night is deep".

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

Zhong Lei knows both, which reflects that her attainments have accumulated to a considerable extent.

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

"Eh, what's the matter?" after waiting for a while, Zhong Lei opened the door in surprise.

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

Although she is plain at this time, all good-looking people are good-looking.

Chen Feng looked away a little and didn't want to see more. He said, "I've been collecting wind outside these two days and wrote two more songs. I feel very suitable for you."

Zhong Lei was stunned. "Ah? Two? I wonder where you've been these two days. You've written songs? You can write two."

As a porter just on the road, Chen Feng really doesn't dare to look directly into Zhong Lei's eyes.

After all, this is the Lord.

He continued to tilt his head, looked into Zhong Lei's room and said, "yes, two. I think one of them is especially suitable for you, and the other one is actually good. Lend me your guitar?"

Everyone who specializes in the music industry will never be touched by others if their musical instruments are basically forbidden.

Everyone's playing habits are different. For example, for a seemingly simple guitar, the above screws that are easy to be unknown to laymen will make the tightness of the strings ectopic and make subtle changes in the intonation of the guitar.

Some people's hands are heavy, so they need to loosen a little. Some people's hands are light, so they need to tighten a little.

Chen Feng's request to put it in ancient times is a bit like a disciple saying to a girl in the boudoir, play with your feet for me.

But after a few seconds of hesitation, Zhong Lei agreed to Chen Feng's seemingly insurmountable request.

Fifteen minutes later

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

The music echoed in the small room.

He is looking at Zhong Lei with a little nervous. He doesn't know what the other party will say.

Just now he played and sang "boring" first, and the second was "the night is deep".

Zhong Lei is an expert. As soon as she hears it, she knows that the melody of "the night is deep" has a lot to do with the tune she hummed just now.

So Chen Feng really can't figure out Zhong Lei's idea, and doesn't know if she will think she plagiarized her.

At this time, Zhong Lei sits upright and puts her hands on her legs.

Her eyes were closed and she could not see whether she was meditating or tasting.

After a long time, she finally opened her eyes.

Chen Feng asked, "how's it going?"

Zhong Lei took a deep breath first.

Chen Feng raised his voice in one breath.

Suddenly, she gave a thumbs up, "awesome! You're so awesome!"

Her eyes are blooming again. It's a taste of joy at seeing and hunting.

This shows that she is completely unaware of the problem.

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

He scratched his head. "Ha, it's... it's OK. It's generally powerful."

"It's only a long time. Let's not talk about the song, but talk about the progress of your playing skills. It's really terrible. You know? I began to learn the piano at the age of four and various musical instruments at the age of seven. I've been with many teachers and many students. But I've never seen anyone make such rapid progress in playing the guitar. It's only been more than a month. Your playing skills have been able to give me It's a natural feeling. You're a genius! "

Zhong Lei exclaimed heartily.

Chen Feng's old face was slightly red.

More than one month?

You really think too much.

Strictly speaking, I have been practicing hard in my dream for nearly two years, with an average of more than six hours a day, which is equal to ten years of hard practice for ordinary people, okay?

You say I'm natural. Isn't that why you clearly broke my skill limit here?

He continued to force humility, "it's not a genius, it's OK."

Zhong Lei shook her head. "Don't be modest. In fact, I don't have any qualification to evaluate you now. However, I'm sure the quality of these two songs is definitely not lower than boring. Especially the second boring, which is really the perfect song in my dream!"

Chen Feng quickly struck while the iron was hot. "I like boring? That's what I'm going to sing for you."

"Actually, I like both capitals. But if I can only choose one of them, I'll choose boring. Unfortunately, our money hasn't come back yet, otherwise I really want to buy both your songs. Alas. You should sell one and at least make more cash back, so that we won't be so embarrassed as when we went to fish city."

Chen Feng nodded, "that's it. Here's boring."

"Yes!"

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

"By the way, you seem to be humming in the room just now? Have you started writing?"

Zhong Lei blushed with embarrassment. "Yes, but my skills are too immature. You may not believe it. The tune I just hummed is so close to your first song, deep night."

Chen Feng continued his crazy test, "is it a coincidence?"

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

Chen Feng began to square.

Zhong Lei didn't notice Chen Feng's eyes flickering, but said it on her own.

"I must be deeply influenced by your music style! So that I can't help approaching you in inspiration. I have decided that no matter what will happen in the end when the two songs" boring "and" boring "are made, I can't easily sing the song you wrote."

Chen Feng silently compared a thumb.

You are such a Xiuer.

You gave me a great explanation.

No way, my old Chen's appeal is really so strong.