Chen Feng started singing.
His voice has no characteristics, and his singing skills have no redeeming qualities.
For him to sing this song with his broken voice is a waste of resources.
But he was very self-aware, so he spent a lot of time practicing this song in his dream.
Now, although his singing is not very good, he can barely reach the level of KTV Mai Ba, and he can express the charm of this song to the best of ten.
"Broken wine glasses\Noisy crowds\In this cold night\A few people are lonely and drunk
You laugh at me for wearing too much makeup. I laugh at you for not being able to understand. If I don’t put on more blush, how can I fall into a good daydream..."
Chen Feng sang very hard.
He only looked at Zhong Lei's expression when he started singing.
Well, very good, it is indeed a fateful encounter. This song is suitable for her. Look at her little expression, how intoxicated she is.
Do you still dare to look down on me?
Zhong Lei was indeed shocked.
At first, she even vaguely 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 demonstrated creative ability is worthy of admiration for Zhong Lei, who has zero mature works so far.
Zhong Lei asked herself, she couldn't write this kind of song now.
But...when she heard what happened later, her expression gradually changed.
The lyrics of this song are a bit strange!
Finally, Chen Feng reached the chorus part, which required soaring high notes and had strict requirements on singing skills and vocals. He did not try reluctantly, otherwise it would be embarrassing if the notes were out of tune.
His singing and playing stopped abruptly.
Since I want to sell the song to her, of course I can't finish singing it all, I should save some.
Chen Feng's self-consciousness should be enough to lure her into taking the bait, right?
Chen Feng slowly put down his guitar in a very pretentious manner and looked at Zhong Lei with eyes that implied expectation.
Worship me!
Admire me!
Come and hug my thick thighs quickly!
Well……
Unexpectedly, Zhong Lei looked at him at this moment, as if he wanted to pounce on him and beat him?
"What do you think of my song? I haven't finished singing it yet. If you like it..."
"Chen Feng! That's enough!"
Zhong Lei suddenly interrupted him, gritting his teeth.
Chen Feng was stunned, "Huh? What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"
"Chen Feng, I don't need you to think highly of me or sympathize with me, but I don't allow you to ridicule me! I'm warning you, this is the last time you harass me! Goodbye!"
Zhong Lei suddenly said these cruel words, then knocked Chen Feng away, closed the door with a bang and left, leaving Chen Feng standing alone in the narrow passage, messy in the wind.
He had no idea what was going on. Why was it fine first and then suddenly exploded again?
You Beethoven is too moody!
After walking out of the door, Zhong Lei's face was still as red as blood, and she looked very ashamed and angry.
She muttered in a low voice, "Yes, I'm singing in a bar now. I'm a scumbag, I'm humble! But you don't have to write a song specifically to satirize me, right? You can write so well, and I actually really do it Moved? I am really a psycho, and you are also a psycho!"
Yes, she thought that Chen Feng wrote this song to ridicule and satirize her work.
She had low self-esteem and lost her job as a resident singer in a bar. After hearing the charm of Chen Feng's lyrics, she suddenly felt ashamed and angry.
I really can't blame her for being moody. A normal woman would be in this state. It was Chen Feng who wanted to sell songs to her and forgot this key point.
At this time, Zhong Lei was at the lowest point in her life, with no hope in sight, and she had not yet been able to overcome the psychological hurdle. It was the most sensitive moment to reach the stage of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly.
Being in the bar was already depressing enough, and she had to battle wits with those who coveted her appearance every day. She was extremely bored and cynical, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Now she couldn't accept anyone's strange eyes, so she used a hedgehog-like body to tightly 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 whom I have never looked down upon, a person who was severely mocked by me just yesterday, actually has such amazing creative talent.
He probably never thought of laughing at me, right?
Maybe it was because my words yesterday made him feel dissatisfied, so he wrote this song in just one day?
I...why don't I have such talent?
Zhong Lei's anger just now was actually a bit jealous and unwilling.
She turned away and looked at the cars and people outside the bus.
She really didn't want to admit it, but she actually felt a little regretful.
It's a bit of a pity that I didn't finish listening to this song.
I don’t know what kind of loop follows the chorus, and what kind of changes there will be in the loop. Will his next lyrics be less unpleasant, and will the irony be less strong?
The lyrics of a song should have a beginning and a transition, and the emotion should have a progression.
He couldn't have spent the entire song laughing at my downfall, right?
It's all his fault, if he had finished singing it in one breath, I might have been able to endure it until the end.
Why did you stop singing the depressing first half?
It's a pity that I no longer have the chance to listen to it.
Chen Feng was sitting alone on the stool and sulking.
He was completely at a loss.
It's just ridiculous.
Isn’t this a song you wrote yourself?
When I sing it to you, I am preparing to take you flying.
Shouldn't you be so moved by your own song?
Why didn't you follow the script and get so angry?
Which nerve did I hurt again?
Why do I look down on you?
It was a misfortune, and the plan to present "Boring" to the original singer was aborted.
But Chen Feng was not disappointed.
He originally gave Zhong Lei a chance.
Zhong Lei gave up on her own, so Chen Feng would feel more at ease selling the song to others.
But things got a little more complicated. Chen Feng was not an insider in the music industry. He didn't know anyone who was an insider, and he was not well-known. He didn't know how to sell it for a while, so he probably had to try his luck.
Sing it yourself?
Chen Feng never thought that it would be a waste of resources and a waste of natural resources.
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 such as Tiandu Shangdu and Huacheng, it is also ranked first among the second-tier cities in the country.
The Hanzhou City Government attaches great importance to the cultural and creative industry, and five years ago it built 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 film and television drama creation, animation, games, literature, new media, music and many other fields.
The entire industrial park creates an annual GDP value of tens of billions, and now it has become the face of Hanzhou City.
Over the weekend, Chen Feng, wearing a suit, appeared downstairs in Building 8, Zone D, Industrial Park.
He was carrying a guitar on his back and looked slightly forlorn.
It has been more than a week since he came back from the dreamland. This week, he has been a failure.
