Shen Xingchen held the microphone, his eyelashes lifted slightly, and his eyes were a little bright.

He handed the microphone to the audience: "Does it sound good?"

The audience was very cooperative, and replied to him in a dragging tone: "Okay-listen-"

Shen Xingchen laughed, and his originally aggressive facial features softened suddenly: "She also came to the scene—"

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze drifted towards the audience, and then the smile on his face froze for a moment.

The seat he gave Shao Qing was very forward, basically a position he could see at a glance, but now that seat was empty.

He paused, swallowed all the manuscripts he had prepared before, and only whispered, "I'm very grateful to her." ”

Shen Xingchen's mood was a little lower, he didn't want to talk more, bowed, and gave up the stage to the next mentor to perform.

The audience rotated to the stage on the other side, and Shen Xingchen walked down from the stage and found the assistant he was waiting for the day after tomorrow: "Where is Shaoqing?"

He grimaced and frowned: "Why isn't she in the audience." ”

The assistant shook his head innocently: "I don't know, Miss Shao left after telling me that she was going to the audience." ”

As he said this, he suddenly remembered the accident just now, and his heart jumped: "The stage collapsed just now, and I said that I hurt someone-"

Shen Xingchen's face changed, and the murderous assistant: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"My sister Jiren Tianxiang, it is impossible to encounter such a thing!" he said, but he was still not at ease, and stretched out his hand to the assistant: "Give me the phone." ”

He took his phone and quickly sent a message to Shaoqing.

[It's the stars: Sister, why aren't you in the audience?]

He waited for a while, didn't see Shaoqing's reply, couldn't help but be a little anxious, paced back and forth a few times, and caught a glimpse of Fu Nanxing standing not far away.

Shen Xingchen lowered his head slightly, and leaned towards the assistant: "Fu Nanxing—it's the person over there." ”

The Shen family and Fu Nanxing had a lot of business dealings, and he knew Fu Nanxing.

Shen Xingchen frowned and asked, "Why did he come here?"

The assistant whispered: "I just heard the main planner call him Mr. Fu, as if he is the main investor of this show, come and take a look." ”

Shen Xingchen felt a little wrong: "Come and have a look?"

"There are so many companies in Mr. Fu's hands, and the income generated by this show can't get into his eyes at all, how can he come and watch it in person?"

He frowned, and was thinking about what Fu Nanxing came here for, when he noticed that the phone vibrated a little.

Shen Xingchen's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately lowered his head to check the news.

[Shaoqing: I had something to do temporarily, so I had to leave early. 】

[Shaoqing: I'm sorry I couldn't support your performance on the spot, as an apology, when the recording of the show is over, I will invite you to dinner?]

Shen Xingchen licked his lips.

[It's the stars: It's okay, my sister's affairs are important. 】

[It's the stars: but I still want the meal of reparation!]

He held his phone, a little excited.

[It's the stars: Is it just me and my sister?]

Before Shen Xingchen could wait for Shao Qing to reply, he heard someone calling him not far away.

"Shen Xingchen?"

The sound is nice, elegant and magnetic, with a slightly raised tail note with a hint of uncertainty and hesitation.

Shen Xingchen frowned and turned his head to look over.

It was Fu Nanxing who spoke.

He walked over slowly, bowed his head slightly, and showed a smile to Shen Xingchen: "Hello." ”

Fu Nanxing said: "I heard Shaoqing talk about you. ”