Chapter 8 Why You Don't Follow the Script

Chen Feng sang.

　　His voice has no character, and his singing skills are even more useless.

　　For him to sing this song with his broken gong voice, it is pure waste.

　　But he is very self-aware, so he also spent a lot of time practicing this song in his dreams.

　　Now, although he is not very good at singing, he has barely reached the level of KTV Maiba, and can show the charm of this song to three or four out of ten.

　　"Broken wine glasses\The crowd of people\In this cold night\A few people get drunk alone

　　You laugh at me with too much makeup\I laugh at you don't understand\If you don't use more blush\How can you sink into a daydream..."

　　Chen Feng sang very hard.

　　He only looked at Zhong Lei's expression when he started singing.

　　Well, very good, it really was a fateful encounter, this song is just right for her, look at her little expression, how intoxicated.

　　Do you dare to look down on me?

　　Zhong Lei was indeed shocked.

　　At first, she even faintly regretted that she shouldn't have ridiculed Chen Feng like that yesterday.

　　Others have real skills.

　　Regardless of how well he plays and sings, Chen Feng's first-hand creative ability is worthy of admiration for Zhong Lei, who has had zero mature works so far.

　　Zhong Lei asked herself that she couldn't write such a song now.

　　But... when she heard the back, her face gradually changed.

　　The lyrics to this song are a little weird!

　　Finally, Chen Feng sang to the chorus part. This part needs to be so high pitched, and the requirements for singing skills and vocal lines are a bit harsh.

　　His singing and playing stopped abruptly.

　　Since I want to sell songs to her, of course I can't finish singing them all, I should keep a hand.

　　Chen Feng realized that at this point, it should be enough to lure her into the bait, right?

　　Chen Feng put down the guitar slowly and pretended to be, and looked at Zhong Lei with a look of implicit expectation.

　　Worship me!

　　Admire me!

　　Hurry up and hug my thick thigh!

　　Uh...

　　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 haven't finished singing it yet, if you like it..."

　　"Chen Feng! Enough is enough!"

　　Zhong Lei interrupted him suddenly, her teeth clenched.

　　Chen Feng was stunned, "Ah? What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"

　　"Chen Feng, I don't need you to look down on me, I don't need you to sympathize with me, but I don't allow you to mock me! I warn you, this is the last time you harass me! Goodbye!"

　　Zhong Lei suddenly said these harsh words, then knocked Chen Feng away, slammed the door shut and left, leaving only Chen Feng standing in the narrow passage in a messy way.

　　He didn't understand what was going on at all, how could it be fine at first, and then suddenly it exploded again?

　　You Beethoven are too moody!

　　After walking out the door, Zhong Lei's face was still flushed with blood, and she looked very embarrassed.

　　She muttered in a low voice, "Yes, I'm singing in a bar now. I'm the next one, I'm humble! But you don't have to write a song to ridicule me, right? You write so well, but I'm still real Moved? I'm a lunatic, and you are a lunatic too!"

　　Yes, she thought that when Chen Feng wrote this song, she was mocking and satirizing her work.

　　She was both inferior and lost because she was a resident singer in a bar. After hearing the charm of Chen Feng's lyrics, she was immediately embarrassed and angry.

　　I really can't blame her for being moody. If you change to a normal woman, it should be like this. It is Chen Feng who wants to sell songs to her and forgets this key point.

　　At this time, Zhong Lei was at the lowest point in her life, she couldn't see any hope, and she had not been able to get through that stage mentally, and it was the most sensitive moment when she reached the stage of breaking out of a cocoon and turning into a butterfly.

　　She was bored enough in the bar, and she had to battle wits every day with those who coveted her looks, she was extremely bored, cynical, but helpless.

　　Now she can't accept anyone's strange eyes, and uses a layer of hedgehog-like body to firmly wrap her lonely heart.

　　Zhong Lei's anger continued until she got on the bus, and it eased a little.

　　In the depths of her heart, there was an inexplicable sadness.

　　A person who he has never looked at, a person who was ironically ridiculed by him only yesterday, has such an amazing creative talent.

　　He should have never thought of laughing at me, right?

　　Maybe it was because my words yesterday made him dissatisfied, so he wrote this song in just one day?

　　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 cars coming and going outside the bus, bustling with people.

　　She really didn't want to admit it, but in fact she felt a little regretful.

　　It's a pity I didn't finish listening to this song.

　　I don't know what kind of loop is behind the chorus part, and what kind of pitch change will be in the loop. Will his next lyrics be less ugly and ironic?

　　lyrics of a song,

There should be a beginning and a turn, and there should be a progression of emotions.

　　He doesn't make the whole song laugh at my downfall, right?

　　It's all his fault, if he sings it all in one breath, I might be able to endure it until I finish it.

　　How did you sing the first half of the depressed song, and it's gone!

　　Too bad I don't have a chance to listen now.

　　At this moment, Chen Feng was sitting alone on the stool, sulking.

　　He was completely at a loss.

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　　Isn't this a song you wrote yourself!

　　I sing to you, that is to take you to fly.

　　Shouldn't you be so moved by your own songs?

　　Why didn't you follow the script and make such a big fire?

　　Which nerve did I stab you again?

　　How can I look down on you?

　　It was not good to be a teacher, and the plan to bring "Boring" to the original singer was stillborn.

　　But Chen Feng was not very disappointed.

　　He was originally giving Zhong Lei a chance.

　　Zhong Lei gave up on her own, so Chen Feng would be more at ease if she sold the song to others.

　　It's just that things got a little more troublesome. Chen Feng is not an insider in the music industry. He doesn't know anyone in the music industry, nor is he famous. He doesn't know how to sell it for a while, so he can only try his luck.

　　Sing by yourself?

　　Chen Feng never thought about it, it would be a waste of resources, it would be a waste of money.

Hanzhou City is located in Jiangnan Province. As the provincial capital city, it has a permanent population of more than 10 million. Although it is not as good as the first-tier cities like Tiandu Shangdu and Huacheng, it is also ranked among the second-tier cities in the country.

　　The Hanzhou Municipal Government attaches great importance to the cultural and creative industry, and as early as five years ago, it completed what is known as the largest cultural and creative industrial park in Asia.

　　After several years of development, thousands of companies have settled in the industrial park, covering fields such as film and television drama creation, animation, games, literature, new media and music.

　　The annual GDP output value of the entire industrial park is as high as tens of billions, and now it has become the facade of Hanzhou City.

　　On the weekend, Chen Feng in a suit appeared downstairs in Building 8, District D, Industrial Park.

　　He was carrying a guitar on his back, and his expression was slightly bleak.

　　It has been more than a week since he returned from the dream, and this week, he has had a very bad time