I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 12

A few men stood next to them and immediately surrounded them.

The woman was happy and fearless. She stepped back a little, shook her shoulders and threw down her guitar bag. She became holding the guitar bag with both hands.

She took the guitar bag as a machete and danced like crazy.

For a time, no one dared to approach.

When everyone was pushed back, she finally stopped, holding her guitar in both hands and looking at everyone present with hate and disgust.

Seeing that she was no longer crazy, the young man who had been slapped in the face covered his face and slowly came forward, "Miss Zhong, I invite you to have supper. I think highly of you. Since you are so impolite, don't blame me for being impolite."

The woman surrounded is Zhong Lei.

When the young man finished speaking, several other men quietly surrounded Zhong Lei from all directions.

Zhong Lei clenched her teeth and said slowly, "I said I didn't know you. I'm not interested in dealing with you. Get out of the way. I'm going."

"I know you're going to Fenghua market next. It's OK. I'll call Fenghua's boss. I'll ask for leave for you because you can't go today. Let's go. It's just a supper. I'll give you face. You see, I don't care if you slap me in the face."

Zhong Lei didn't give in. "Go away! Your face cares about me!"

Seeing that she didn't enter the oil and salt, the young man winked at his accomplice and wanted to be tough.

Just then, there was a loud noise nearby.

"Yo Yo, I've seen a lot. It's been 9012 years. Why, some people learn to rob people's women in the street in Gaoya? What can they do very well! There are two smelly money and drive a sports car. They think they can settle a big thing like breaking the sky with money? You grew up eating all men and men?"

Chen Feng suddenly appeared next to him with his mobile phone in one hand. The flash was shining, and the lens was aimed at everyone.

He's recording.

While shooting, he also shouted, "Hey! Come to see the excitement! Beautiful girls are optimistic about themselves, and beautiful girlfriends are also optimistic about their girls! See, the rich second generation is capable of tying your girl in the street and smashing you with money back. I'm afraid you're not afraid?"

With Chen Feng's initiative, he shouted so loudly that people came and went here. Soon, those melon eaters who had nothing to do with themselves gathered around one after another.

These young people are a little unresponsive.

In the past, they were arrogant and used to making trouble in the street, but no one said anything.

Everyone knows that meddling in this world has no good results.

Even if there are really unsightly strong heads and something happens when they beat them, they can settle it with money.

As rich people, they have a whole set of ways to deal with the poor.

But they try to hide all their operations in the dark. If they are photographed and sent to the Internet, it will be noisy. Although it can still be done, it is not a big or small problem.

"Who are you? What are you talking about? Miss Zhong and I are friends. We invite friends to dinner. What's the matter? You don't mind your own business."

The young man who had been slapped in the face quickly argued after a short thought.

Chen Feng took another step forward with a smile. "Friend? Since you are a friend, should you be considerate of others?"

With that, Chen Feng looked at Zhong Lei again, and his eyes suggested that she should lean over.

Zhong Lei stood in place with her guitar in her arms, but she was a little pinched.

She subconsciously didn't want to be close to Chen Feng. After all, she was a very annoying person.

Today, Chen Feng just saw her so embarrassed side, which made her feel ashamed.

If you run and stand next to him, don't you owe him again.

But in the end, Zhong Lei took the opportunity to run to Chen Feng.

The lesser of the two evils.

The young man shouted behind her, "Miss Zhong, you have to think clearly. I know you want to be a star and sing. You should always understand your current situation. You know how difficult it is to be famous now. I said I could help you. It's very easy for me."

"You can ask me who Zhou a is. There are many people who want to flatter me. I'm going to give you a chance. You should cherish it. If you leave today, you don't have to come to the bar on Shaolin road in the future."

It turned out that the young man's name was Zhou a.

Zhou a's words are very clear. He is threatening Zhong Lei.

Chen Feng vaguely remembered one thing. In another future timeline, Zhong Lei really had a hard time before she became famous.

It was not until many years later, when she was famous all over the world that the truth was discovered.

It is said that she offended the second generation of a powerful man surnamed Zhou in her early years and was severely suppressed.

Chen Feng didn't expect that he ran into the scene and got involved.

He has a wonderful experience of inadvertently breaking into historical events as a mortal.

Zhong Lei beside Chen Feng shrugged when she heard the speech, and didn't care, "Oh, it doesn't matter. What you like."

If she is afraid of other people's threats, she is not her.

"OK, you said."

Zhou a took out her mobile phone on the spot and called the next major shareholder of the night show called Fengyue she was going to.

Zhong Lei didn't care about Zhou, but turned and left with her guitar.

Chen Feng thought a little and followed from behind.

After two minutes, Zhong Lei's cell phone rang. After only two words, she hung up and turned back.

She's going home.

Zhou a did what he said. I'm afraid from today on, Zhong Lei really can't continue to sing in the bar on Shaolin road.

They walked all the way to Weston.

She didn't take the initiative to speak, and Chen Feng and she had nothing to say. They simply fell two steps behind and fell behind, saving embarrassment.

Silence all the way.

The back of Zhong Lei holding the guitar looks bleak.

When she got downstairs, she finally whispered, "thank you."

"Oh, it's okay."

Then they went into the elevator, out of the elevator and into the house.

Before going upstairs, Zhong Lei paused a little, "even if you are implicated, you will offend Zhou. I'm afraid he will trouble you back."

Chen Feng waved casually, "I have nothing. How can he trouble me?"

"That's true."

Seeing him so free and easy, Zhong Lei reluctantly smiled, "your mentality is better."

"What are you going to do next? Continue singing?"

Chen Feng stopped Zhong Lei who was going upstairs.

She shook her head and nodded again.

"I don't know. I've rejected many people before, but they're not as difficult as Zhou A. I'm probably a little tired. It's really boring and hopeless."

As she spoke, she looked at her guitar with reluctant eyes. "In order for me to learn music, my family spent too much money. If I can't, I'll leave Hanzhou."

Her tone was bleak and tasted of boredom.

Chen Feng really wants to tell her, don't give up, you will become a figure of Beethoven's level in the future.

But he didn't say it after all.

He's afraid to say it and he won't work.

"Well, you have your own plans. Rest early."

Zhong Lei lay in bed and raised her pillow. Her brain was a little idle and recalled what happened before.

When she calmed down, she felt a little afraid.

Zhong Lei knows that although she has a strong temperament, she is only a woman after all.

At that time, she had slapped Zhou a Yi in the face. If Chen Feng didn't show up with her mobile phone and let Zhou a and others throw away the rat, she knew she might be doomed.

Even if you don't get tied up, you probably have to be beaten.

For Zhou a, there should be no principle of not beating women.