Chapter 54

Lu Wei hurriedly asked Zhong Lei, who lived with him, "is he kidding?"

Zhong Lei nodded, "I really haven't heard him play drums before. I haven't bought drums."

"This......" Luwei was dumb.

She was embarrassed with he Jiaqi.

It seems that he has made a common sense mistake, thinking that Chen Feng can compose music and understand musical instruments.

I think so. As an unprofessional player who came from halfway, how can he know everything.

Maybe his talent is in creation and music theory, and his kung fu is not so comprehensive.

"Why don't you come?" he Jiaqi whispered to Luwei.

Lu Wei shook her head. "I haven't seen the spectrum. How can I come?"

They look at Zhong Lei again.

Zhong Lei thought, "I haven't practiced this song, but I can try it directly."

She means that she doesn't need to practice. She can do it directly.

Chen Feng denied Zhong Lei's idea.

This is her song. She also asked her to play drums for others. It doesn't make sense.

"It's all right. I'll try it first. If I can't, I'll come down first. Mr. He can also play solo."

"All right."

The audience has been waiting too long to delay.

After a simple tuning, the performance finally began.

He Jiaqi turned back and gave Chen Feng an encouraging look.

Chen Feng smiled calmly.

The tearing sound of electric guitar quickly rang through the courtyard.

Caiweilu is located in the downtown area. There are not many residents around. Don't be afraid of disturbing the residents.

Moreover, the architectural layout of caiweilu looks antique, but the sound is designed by masters and uses the effect of sound cavity resonance. There is not much external transmission, but only forms dynamic resonance inside.

The people inside felt the sound effect was shocking, and only some hazy music could be heard outside.

When Zhong Lei, another time line, wrote the song "the night is deep", she has not become popular, and her life has not changed, so there is a strong taste of cynicism in the song.

At the beginning, the main melody of the song was complaint and hatred.

Hate the injustice of the world and let her lose her talent.

The music style is both explosive and repressive, which only makes the listener breathe in his heart.

He Jiaqi didn't get the score for a long time, but she still showed this seemingly low, but in fact, it was like rolling magma under the rock with skilled techniques.

Just listening to a prelude to the accompaniment, Luwei's breath stopped.

Other people in the courtyard also have bright eyes.

This song is really strong in mobilizing the emotions of the audience.

This is just the beginning.

Pop!

The drums sounded.

The string stretched in the hearts of the people suddenly broke, just like a volcanic eruption.

He Jiaqi's throat suddenly opened.

When she became famous, she enjoyed the name of iron lung singer.

She is not in vain.

Although most of us here are so-called successful people, who are regarded as high-class circles. Most of us are well-informed, at this moment, many people are completely addicted to it.

Chen Feng's drums became more and more intense, like a continuous storm.

He Jiaqi's fingers plucking the guitar strings almost ghost in the light.

The sound of drums, guitars and songs are perfectly intertwined, and it is like a thousand foot waterfall rushing out of the cliff.

He Jiaqi plays more and more. She doesn't know whether her emotions are ignited by herself or by this song, or she is pleasantly surprised to find that Chen Feng's drum playing skills are beyond her expectation.

As a professional artist, she has cooperated with many bands, but she has never felt a drummer who can play drums so skillfully.

Originally, as rock music, guitar was the tone, but Chen Feng's drum was so accurate that it drove her in turn.

Although she has a high level, she is not familiar with the song after all. Sometimes she makes a little difference in intonation.

But Chen Feng is so strong that he can always bring her back to the right pitch in time.

For a long time, he Jiaqi on the stage threw an electric guitar fiercely, and the ending disappeared.

The play is over.

She glanced back and tossed.

The little expression seemed to say, "this is what you call beginner? Are you teasing me?"

He Jiaqi wiped sweat on her forehead, then turned back and bowed gently under the stage, "thank you."

After the thank-you ceremony, there was still silence on the court.

Chen Feng is a little on pins and needles sitting on it.

If people don't make a statement, he doesn't know what the level of this wave is.

Anyway, in his opinion, his play is like that. He may play very accurately, but he has no emotional ups and downs.

On the side of the small stage, Lu Wei, who had been holding her breath, clapped her hands first.

At the next moment, the audience applauded.

Chen Feng breathed a little relieved.

Looks good?

Lu Wei came over and asked in a low voice, "you really just learned to play drums for a month?"

Chen Feng nodded, "yes, what's the matter? I can play well?"

Luwei lost her tongue.

After a long time, she stroked her forehead and said, "it's crazy."

He Jiaqi, who came over next to him, turned her eyes straight and didn't know what to say.

Zhong Lei under the stage felt that this scene seemed familiar when she saw Lu Wei's two famous stars behave like this.

Not long ago, I felt the same way when I heard Chen Feng's guitar.

This is about the so-called... The greatest genius in the world.

The whole minute passed, and other talents in Caiwei Lu calmed down one after another. Lu Wei smiled and asked everyone how they felt.

Naturally, people are full of praise.

"Just now I asked again. Mr. Chen was really just an apartment housekeeper a few months ago and had never been exposed to music. The two songs" boring "and" the night is deep "are Mr. Chen's pioneering works. What do you think of these two songs?"

The crowd is crazy again.

It's really not brainless. All knowledgeable people understand that this is a real cow.

A layman, from exposure to music to continuous creation of two classics, the time span is less than three months.

If seeing is not believing, people will almost feel that they are listening to myths.

Lu Wei found the reason why she attached so much importance to him.

"So, everyone who wants to collect songs should remember one truth: fast hand, slow hand."

When saying this, Lu Wei winked at Chen Li not far away.

Lu Wei's advertising for Chen Feng is almost over here.

I believe that after such a toss today, other singers present, or executives of many brokerage companies, no matter whether they collect songs for themselves or search resources for their artists, will no longer ignore Chen Feng, a born genius creator.

Chen Feng was naturally busy next.

Various immortals came up one after another to call and exchange contact information.

Less than ten minutes later, at least more than 20 potential customers' calls were saved in his mobile phone.

Finally, when there were fewer people around him, he had time to say to Luwei, "thank you."

Lu Wei smiled sweetly. "You're welcome. You should. But we agreed before. You have to satisfy sister Chen Li first."

Chen Feng nodded, "of course, no problem."

When he came here today, his original intention was to package the remaining three female songs and sell them to Chen Li.

"But speaking of, why do I always think the songs you write are from a female perspective?"

Luwei suddenly asked intentionally or unintentionally.

"Ha?"

Lu Wei asked, "just this one. Although it's very rock, the pictures built in my mind can only take women as the protagonist."

Chen Feng thinks it's impossible to talk about it.

He secretly glanced at Zhong Lei, who was communicating with he Jiaqi in the distance.

He thought, can't you be a woman?

It's a song written by a woman, okay!

Seeing that he couldn't answer, Luwei showed an expression I knew and left contentedly.

Chen Feng was stunned.

What do you think!

Wait, it's said in the Jianghu that she is still very wary of men, but why does she seem to be very relaxed about herself?

Do you mean

Oh, I'll go!