I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

"You said it was nothing, but you looked like you were about to cry."

Zhong Lei wiped her hands, and seeing that his hands were also stained with cream, she didn't have any taboos, so she raised her hands to wipe them for him again.

While holding a tissue with her slender fingers and gently wiping it for him, she said in her mouth, "It's really nothing. You know that we creative people are all very emotional, and it's just something we suddenly felt. Why are you sitting here in a daze?" "

Chen Feng joked casually, "I'm a little too involved in thinking about something."

In order to hide it, he lowered his head and licked the ice cream in his hand. It was quite cold and sweet, and the taste was slightly familiar.

Zhong Lei looked like she had nothing to do with him.

"Really, I just saw you sitting here and went over there to buy ice cream. I wanted to wait for you to come to your senses, but I didn't know you were almost melting after staying there for so long. This is the classic strawberry cheese flavor that is hard to buy."

Chen Feng was stunned, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was in a daze.

Strawberry Cheesecake.

Zheng Ye lowered his head to lick the ice cream, and at the same time glanced at Zhong Lei, whose heart skipped a beat.

She suddenly felt that the things in her hands were no longer sweet.

Zhong Lei's character is both simple and complex.

When Chen Feng approached her for the first time, his ambiguous words quickly angered her, so that her attitude was extremely bad.

At that time, she didn't care what Chen Feng thought at all, so she was too lazy to think about it, which showed that her emotional intelligence was very low.

Later, when Chen Feng taught her how to scheming with people like Lin Youde and Zhou A and turn the other party's plot into her own use, she also behaved very slowly.

When faced with people and things that she doesn't care about or don't want to know about, her mind doesn't move quickly, she easily thinks of ways to go, and speaks without thinking, which often makes reporters who interview her miserable.

But that doesn't mean she's stupid, it just means she only focuses on what she wants to focus on.

If it were the things and people she cared about, the situation would be completely different. She was extremely sharp, reacted very quickly, and her dual intelligence would be astonishingly high.

In the past, she only cared about music, but now there is Chen Feng.

Countless chaotic thoughts flashed through her mind like lightning.

Lu Wei? Qin Lu? Chen Li? He Jiaqi?

Those unrestrained newcomers who want to trade their bodies for songs with him?

impossible!

Based on my understanding of him, this is absolutely impossible!

He is not this kind of person, and I will not take him wrong.

So what was going on with what I was feeling just now?

illusion?

Do I care about him so much that I'm overly neurotic?

That must be it!

Besides, we have no established relationship now, so what qualifications do I have to be so lenient with him?

And given his character, if he really made a decision, he would tell me calmly, right?

If he is really that kind of person, and I have confessed like this, will he not have any thoughts about me?

So he is obviously not a person who cannot resist temptation.

Although Zhong Lei has no experience, she has also sung in nightclubs and was often harassed by wild bees and butterflies.

Before she returned to Hanzhou to start her singing career, her best friend Meng Wanyue also gave her a lot of knowledge on how to guard against smelly men in order to prevent her from being deceived.

She is well aware of her attraction to the opposite sex.

If he can resist his own active attack, he can definitely resist 99.99% of women in this world.

His own strong competitor next to him?

Zhong Lei thought about it, just Lu Wei.

But although she and Lu Wei didn't communicate much, they felt like old friends at first sight and understood each other very well.

She knew that Lu Wei was not that kind of person.

As for Chen Feng’s other social circles?

Zhong Lei thought about it, the two of them lived together and didn't see him having much contact with anyone.

Even when he arrived in Los Angeles, he was well aware of what he was doing in China.

So, he doesn't look like it, he really doesn't.

I must be just imagining things.

After Chen Feng suddenly came back to his senses, he saw Zhong Lei's thoughtful and dazed look. He felt inexplicably guilty, but felt that it was impossible.

He swallowed secretly and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Lei came back to her senses and forced a smile, "No, it's nothing."

She took another mouthful of ice cream. It was okay, but it started to taste sweet again.

"It's really nothing?"

"Really not."

"Oh oh oh." Chen Feng nodded, "It's getting late. I came here today to see how you are preparing for the octet and to help you get a feel for it. Shall we go practice singing?"

Chen Feng indeed thought so.

After he passed by this time, he listened to the final "Eight Sounds" frequently. Since he was confident that it had the goods, he felt that it was necessary for her to help her with it, adjust the tune, and achieve the ultimate effect as soon as possible. Save at least a month or two.

In addition, he still has to figure out how to deal with six "new songs" written by Zhong Lei such as "You Miss Me and I'm Not Here".

Zhong Lei slowly adjusted her mentality, "Well, I made an appointment with Teacher Lesna to practice together at 7:30 in the evening."

Chen Feng looked at Rolex and said, "There's still more than an hour left. Let's go to your dormitory first and I'll listen to you play and sing."

After saying that, he took the first step forward.

Zhong Lei, who was following him, looked up and burst into laughter.

Chen Feng turned around blankly, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Lei pointed at his back and laughed, "Are you trying to tease me to death?"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Feng continued to scratch his hair.

Zhong Lei rushed forward, carefully pulled up the back of his black casual clothes, and pulled it to his front to show him.

Chen Feng stared.

Zhong Lei pulled up his sleeve again and pointed to the white patch under his elbow, "It's over. Zegna costing hundreds of thousands, tsk, don't you feel bad?"

Chen Feng raised his hand to hold his heart.

This is very uncomfortable.

Although he is now very rich, he got rich too quickly and has not enjoyed a luxurious life. He has not yet been able to break away from the mentality of the poor generation, and his heart really hurts.

He turned back to look at the chair and found a sign in front of the chair.

The sign reads "Fresh paint".

Chen Feng: Gan.

Seeing his depressed look, Zhong Lei felt even happier, "Look, look, you are wearing black clothes and sitting on a white painted chair, and now you look like a zebra prince. Others are picked up by prince charmings, why? Will it turn into a zebra if you leave it here?"

Chen Feng: "You...Hi! I really am."

There was a full-length mirror at the door of Mason College's dormitory building. The two walked to the mirror. Chen Feng turned around and looked behind him. It was just as Zhong Lei said, it was a zebra.

He spread his hands heartbrokenly, "Okay, Prince Zebra is also a prince after all."

"Okay, don't be so talkative. Let's go to my dormitory first. I'll ask the dormitory life assistant to help me buy a set of men's clothes. Why are you dressed like this to show off to others?"

Chen Feng nodded again, "Yes."

When going up the stairs, Zhong Lei secretly looked at him from time to time.

The moment he felt distressed after discovering that the valuable Zegna had been destroyed just now, she seemed to have returned to the way she was when she first met him in the apartment.

There is some humor in the ordinary.

It's unbelievable. No one would believe that a man with a net worth of several billion dollars would be heartbroken because he ruined a casual suit worth more than 100,000 yuan.

At that moment, his tense soul seemed to relax again.

But soon, as silence swept over again, Zhong Lei felt that the heavy feeling on Chen Feng's body had returned.

His soul seemed to have turned into gritted teeth and clenched fists again.

Zhong Lei really wanted to grab his shoulders and ask him desperately, what are you thinking in your heart that can suppress you like this?

How lost was he in thinking about the problem just now?

I didn't even notice the strong smell of paint and the large piece of wet paint on the sign. I just sat down and sat there for so long, showing that shape.

In fact, Zhong Lei had gradually noticed the changes in Chen Feng a few months ago.

It's just that the feeling has become stronger recently, and Zhong Lei doesn't know if it's because she has become sensitive, or if Chen Feng's strange temperament is gradually getting out of control.

When did he start to change?

Zhong Lei thought about it, and it probably started when he started to create and gradually showed his talent.

Zhong Lei thought to herself, is it true that the more talented a person is, the closer he is to a lunatic?

Chen Feng started to have a split personality?

No, let’s not get down to business when we get to the dormitory later. I have to ask clearly.

Chen Feng, who was walking in front, was also thinking to himself, the thoughtful look on Zhong Lei's face just now was really scary. She subconsciously looked at him with sharp eyes, as if her eyes were piercing her own pupils.

Zhong Lei's talent is terrible, her meticulous observation skills are terrible, so be careful when you look back.

If she sees through something, no matter what it is, it may lead to unpredictable consequences.

Empiricism told Chen Feng that for the sake of stability, it is better to be careful with the Wannian Ship.

The two entered the dormitory.

Zhong Lei closed the door with her backhand, slapped Chen Feng on the back fiercely, and shouted, "Chen Feng!"

Chen Feng trembled all over and quickly turned around, "Hey, what's the matter?"

Zhong Lei looked at him directly, "You are distracted again."

"Nothing."

"If you weren't distracted, why were you talking so loudly? Tell me."

Chen Feng pretended to be crazy, "What did you say?"

"Tell me what's in your heart. If you don't make it clear today, don't even think about doing this!"

Zhong Lei actually locked the fingerprint lock with her backhand, hands on her hips, and awe-inspiring.

With her large movements, her long hair fluttered, making her look even more powerful.

Yes, the little woman disappeared and returned to the reckless heroine mode that once slapped Zhou A without changing her expression.

With the characteristics of this kind of lock, it really couldn't be opened without her fingerprints as the owner's.

Chen Feng turned his head and looked at the balcony outside the living room behind him. He counted with his fingers and found that the floor was not high.

As a professional player with extensive experience in jumping off buildings, he said there was no pressure, but it would be too shocking.

But the last time the delta wing rescued people, it could barely be explained by common sense. This is a bit too much to jump from a building in public and remain unharmed.

It seemed that this disaster was unavoidable, so he began to think seriously and formulate language.

Zhong Lei crossed her arms and leaned against the door, looking like she was trying to figure out what tricks she could use.

However, she looks arrogant on the surface, but actually she is a little nervous inside.

"I had a long nightmare last night. It was very real and I couldn't escape it."

Chen Feng thought hard for a moment and finally said this.

How could Zhong Lei believe him, "That's nonsense. Only if I believe you can there be ghosts. Do you look like someone who has nightmares?"