Several fans next to him saw Wang Zhenfang teasing him with his idol, and they immediately became unhappy.

It feels like Wang Zhenfang is here to deliberately cause trouble today.

"What did you say?"

"If you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that I beat you!"

Wang Zhenfang could hear the threat of the two people next to him, but he didn't pay attention to it, he was here to make trouble today anyway, who was afraid of whom in the fight?

Glancing at the two little children, Wang Zhenfang slowly spoke: "Fighting is a criminal offense, can you two afford it?"

The two young men were just about to speak, but they heard the voice on the stage, and the two of them were afraid that they would miss every detail and every picture, so they just glared at Wang Zhenfang fiercely, and then ignored him!

Wang Zhenfang saw the excited appearance of the two, and suddenly became interested in this Bao'er......

He has a first-class team of private investigators, and he can investigate anything clearly.

It just depends on whether he is interested!

This female star is because he is not interested, so he only glanced at her information briefly, and he didn't even remember what she looked like.

Although she debuted in just a few months, the speed at which she became popular should not be underestimated.

Looking at these loyal fans again, Wang Zhenfang is also a little more interested at this time, and deeply study what charm she has that can make people crazy.

At this time, a woman on the stage fell from the sky, wearing a white gauze skirt fluttering, but I don't know how she did it with her head down, but the skirt flew upward.

Slowly spinning and dancing in the air, it is like an amazing show, and the gods are as beautiful as the gods.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zhen's expression suddenly became serious.

"I didn't see Tsunade!" he pinched his chin and pondered.

When he spoke, he didn't look away from her, but leaned his body slightly in the direction of Jiang Shuohan.

Jiang Shuohan naturally saw this scene, but what surprised him was not the trick that fell from the sky, but the temperament of the people on the stage.

That confidence, elegance, and soaring sound, it made him feel familiar.

He tried to see her face clearly, but he couldn't.

Involuntarily, Jiang Shuohan took the initiative to lean forward and walk forward.

Seeing this, Wang Zhenfang had no choice but to help him pat the man in front of him and motioned for him to make a way.

The little handsome guy in front was watching the appearance of his idol intently, and he was instantly upset by such a shot.

"M, are you crazy? What are you doing with me? Don't you see I'm busy?"

In order to settle the situation as soon as possible, Wang Zhenfang took out 5,000 yuan from his pocket and said to him directly: "Do you mind changing positions?"

The handsome little guy looked at the thick wad of money and immediately made way of the way.

Wang Zhenfang handed him the money without hesitation, thinking that it was still effective to use money.

I don't know how many 5,000 yuan Wang Zhenfang threw in total, and finally changed to the front row.

Feeling around his pockets, he really didn't have much cash left, if he hadn't happened to withdraw a sum of cash today, he would probably have to write a handwritten check at this moment.

The most fearful thing was that the people who wrote the check would not recognize it, and when he thought of this, he suddenly became proud of his foresight.

Although it is the front row, it is still some distance from the stage.

The woman on the stage turned over and spun before landing, rushed her feet to the ground, floated down like a dragonfly, and stood firmly on the stage, and the man who came on stage just now hurriedly handed over the microphone at this time, and then quickly retreated to the stage.

Jiang Shuohan finally saw the people on the stage clearly, but he was extremely disappointed.

The woman on the stage almost did not resemble Meng Bao'er, although she was as beautiful as a fairy, she was never the person he was looking for.

Maybe it was just a delusion.

Laughing at himself lightly, Jiang Shuohan was ready to turn around and leave directly.

Wang Zhenfang saw him turn around and almost didn't spurt blood.

He did everything possible to get the two of them to the front row, and Jiang Shuohan planned to go back without doing anything.

Although he likes Jiang Shuohan's unpredictability, he can't be such a loser, right......

Just as he was about to speak, the voice on the stage suddenly rang out.

"Hello everyone, I'm Bao'er, I wonder if anyone wants to finish singing with me today?"

Hearing this, nearly 1,000 people in the audience became even more crazy, and everyone shouted desperately as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, hoping to be on the same stage as their idols.

Even those journalist friends forgot about their work and raised their hands.

The agent on the side of the stage looked at this scene with satisfaction, turned his face and said with the event planner next to him, although he didn't know what they said, but he couldn't do it, praising him for all kinds of artists.

There is nothing strange about these, but the strangest thing is Jiang Shuohan, who had already turned around, turned back again.

Moreover, Jiang Shuohan's eyes at this time were full of excitement and excitement, so that people couldn't understand the reason at all.

Wang Zhenfang admitted that her voice was indeed very good, but it was not a Sanskrit spell, at least he was not fascinated by it.

While he was pondering, Boa had already chosen a fan to stand with her on stage.

The music slowly sounded, and everyone in the audience unsurprisingly quieted down, and that silence seemed to be waiting for a miracle to come.

Only Jiang Shuohan's heart can't be quiet at this moment.

As soon as she spoke, he was incredibly surprised to find that the way and tone of voice of the people on the stage were almost the same as Meng Bao'er.

Aside from a slight difference in tone, there is almost no difference in the others.

He also suspected that it might just be people who were similar, but with other aspects, he was sure of his guess.

He had seen her master disappear into thin air, and later checked in the elevator surveillance, although it confirmed his thoughts, but Meng Bao'er only deduced that the surveillance was broken.

Although he still had doubts, he still reluctantly believed Meng Bao'er's statement based on the principle that science is the truth.

Later, he went to the Temple of the God of Wealth with Meng Bao'er, and Meng Bao'er was very kind to the statue of the God of Wealth, and every time he bowed, he whispered something in his mouth.

For him, an atheist, being forced to kowtow to the God of Wealth simply destroyed his previous beliefs.

Thinking about Meng Bao'er's disappearance out of thin air, no one alive, no corpse dead, he repeatedly looked at the hotel's surveillance, but he didn't see the picture of her coming out of the hotel.

Connecting everything, Jiang Shuohan seems to have gotten the answer.

If you say such a dream Bao'er, what is the impossibility of standing in front of him with a different face?

In addition, the most important point is that the stone on his wrist is as hot as hot water at the moment, and when you touch the cracks on it, everything seems to be obvious.

Is that you, right? This is what you really are?

He looked at the people singing on the stage, repeating his thoughts over and over again.

If it was really her, why didn't she come to him for so long?

All the conjectures made Jiang Shuohan's heart unable to calm down at all, he wanted to stand on the stage immediately to ask the reason, but he was deeply attracted by the singing.

The moment she opened her mouth to sing, Jiang Shuohan was already sure.

That's her!