In the afternoon, he received an unexpected call from Zheng Rou. He didn't expect that Lu Wei was serious about recommending him.

The other party really contacted a famous second-tier female singer.

Now it's not the stage to discuss the price. Although Lu Wei introduced her, the other party still asked to listen to the demo first.

The other party was introduced by Lu Wei, so it was equivalent to Lu Wei's guarantee. He is trustworthy and should not take the song for himself after listening to the demo.

Chen Feng considered singing the demo himself, but self-knowledge told him that he might miss this precious opportunity.

It would be better to ask a master to sing and show the charm of the song as much as possible.

Chen Feng thought about it and realized that the only person he could trust, be capable, and afford was Zhong Lei.

But "Boring" was originally Zhong Lei's song. Now asking her to sing the demo and then sell it to others was really too mean and unfair to Zhong Lei.

Chen Feng felt a little bit reluctant.

But the matter of the demo could not be delayed any longer, or something might happen. If he

missed this opportunity again, he might not be able to have it again in the future.

Just when Chen Feng was still hesitating, Zhong Lei came down to say hello, and he subconsciously brought it up.

But he just brought it up casually, and didn't expect Zhong Lei to agree.

Zhong Lei's reaction was as he expected. She was silent and thought for a long time, and didn't give a reply.

Seeing that she was in a dilemma, Chen Feng did not force her. At worst, he could just go to the music academy and find a student.

There is a certain risk, but how can you not take risks if you want to make money?

Chen Feng planned to withdraw his proposal, "I am presumptuous, so forget it."

"No, okay, I will sing, and I don't want your money."

Zhong Lei said suddenly.

Before Chen Feng could react, "It's okay, I know you don't like this song... ah? What did you say?"

Zhong Lei: "I said, I can sing a demo for you, free of charge. But you have to give me two days, I probably need to adjust my mindset to better grasp the emotions in this song."

Chen Feng waved his hands, "How can I do it without charging

you money?" "I mean no, I'm not being polite. Okay, I'm going to practice singing first."

After she said that, she was about to go upstairs again. Chen Feng shouted from behind: "Wait a minute, I haven't given you the lyrics yet, how about I sing it with you twice more?"

Zhong Lei turned around, "No, I remember it after listening to it once."

"Uh..."

Zhong Lei closed the door.

Chen Feng downstairs kept shaking his head.

Although the deal was done and everything was good, I don't know if it was an illusion, but she looked unhappy and weird.

Zhong Lei returned to the room and closed the door gently.

She looked up at the ceiling with a dazed look.

It was really strange. I just gave up a song that didn't belong to me, so why did I feel a stab of pain in my heart?

Why do I feel that Chen Feng is unfair to me?

Am I sick?

It was originally his stuff, and he was free to do what he wanted with it.

I had no right to interfere.

In fact, he had planned to sell it to me at the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't have to sing it to me.

I just missed it.

The next day, Zhong Lei really practiced in the room all day.

She did not ask Chen Feng for the lyrics and music sheet for the rest of the song, but just sang the first half over and over again.

The first half was indeed very depressing. The deeper she got into her emotions, the stronger the impact on her inner world, and the deeper her emotions went.

Her singing felt better and better.

Some deeper emotions hidden beneath the surface were unearthed layer by layer by her as a singer, just like onions being peeled.

In the evening, Chen Feng came back from work and wanted to go upstairs to ask Zhong Lei if she wanted to go out for dinner together, but he happened to hear her practicing singing.

She seemed to use a different singing style, and her ethereal and sad voice echoed repeatedly, as if there was a sense of aftersound lingering.

Her guitar playing level is more than one level higher than Chen Feng's, and her equipment is probably N levels higher.

The beautiful singing voice and the rhythmic guitar sound mixed together, full of oppression, impacting his mind like a wave, like a devil holding a knife and gently scraping his periosteum.

The feeling of the first time he heard this song in the dream world appeared.

Chen Feng felt electric and got goose bumps when he heard it.

This is too scary!

Is this talent! Is

this really the "Boring" that I sang?

The same song, basically the same tone, but someone else sang it, and the effect is so different?

Am I too weak, or is Zhong Lei too strong?

He didn't understand it before. It is obviously a famous song that can be sung for thousands of years, so why didn't Lu Wei get a good evaluation?

Now he knew the reason, the problem was with himself.

Just like the peerless martial arts such as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Qiao Feng could conquer the world with it, but Yelu Qi only became a fool.

No matter how good the peerless magic weapon

is, it must be held by someone who knows how to use it to command the world. Chen Feng can only show 30% to 40% of the charm of "Boring". An ordinary famous singer can only show 70% to 80%, but if it is Zhong Lei herself, it is 100% powerful.

Just like passing an exam is easy, but getting full marks is the world of academic masters that mortals can only look up to but cannot reach.

Zhong Lei finally sang the chorus, but she didn't stop abruptly. She continued with two sentences before slowly stopping.

Chen Feng was shocked again.

Is this the legendary fate bond?

In just a few days, she actually figured out the rest of the song!

The lyrics are slightly different, but the rhythm is right, which is the coolest thing.

If Chen Feng delays for a few more days and doesn't sell it, she will be able to complete the whole song.

He was just thinking about whether to knock on the door and ask her to stop practicing and start recording the demo, but he heard low sobs in the room.

Zhong Lei sang herself to tears.

With her strong self-esteem, if I saw her crying, wouldn't someone be killed?

Without disturbing her anymore, Chen Feng returned to his room, clenching his fists until his knuckles turned white.

Somehow, perhaps because Zhong Lei's true and original voice reproduction was too infectious, Chen Feng felt more and more embarrassed.

I let the original singer sing the demo and then sold it to others, and now I made the original singer cry. It seems that I am really going too far, right?

Otherwise, I will talk to her tomorrow.

The next morning, Chen Feng tried to go upstairs and knock on the door, but found that Zhong Lei's apartment room was wide open.

He shouted twice, but there was no one inside. Then he noticed a small note posted on the door.

"I went to a friend's recording studio to practice my voice, and I'll send you a demo today. My WeChat ID is..."

Well, let's talk about it after work.

Chen Feng added her as a friend on his phone, and then went to work.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, he received a message on WeChat, which was a high-definition audio sent by Zhong Lei.

After that, there was another low-quality audio.

Zhong Lei sent another message.

"The high-definition one above is for you to hear the effect, so don't send it out as a demo. The low-quality one below is the finished demo, which is safer and less likely to be infringed. When you write songs in the future, you must be more careful when dealing with people, because a demo can only be a demo. Good luck."

Chen Feng looked at these messages with a heavy heart.

After much hesitation, he finally sent it to Zheng Rou and asked her to pass it on to the singer who wanted to buy the song.

But he changed his mind a little and did not promise to sell it. He just asked the other party to taste it and see if he was interested.