Meng Feibai's unexpected move not only shocked everyone on and off the stage, but also shocked Zhang Yashu, who was supporting Liang Xinyi on the periphery of the crowd.

"I'm going... This guy isn't going to be looking for you, is he..."

Zhang Yashu looked at Meng Feibai, who was walking towards them step by step, and subconsciously pushed Liang Xinyi.

Liang Xinyi, who was immersed in grief, came back to her senses, and then an incredible look appeared on her face like Zhang Yashu beside her.

Did he really see me just now?

But why did he stop the show and jump off the stage?

Say?!

Just when her mind was full of cranky thoughts, the crowd in front of her and Zhang Yashu scattered to both sides, revealing Meng Feibai with a smile on his face and firm steps.

It's close.

It's closer.

As the distance between her and Meng Feibai got closer and closer, Liang Xinyi subconsciously held her breath and looked at Meng Feibai's figure with a flushed face.

Finally, Meng Feibai's figure stopped two meters in front of the two, he smiled and waved his hand to Liang Xinyi and Zhang Yashu, who were confused, motioning for them to follow him, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the stage.

"Oh..."

At this time, everyone understood what Meng Feibai meant, so countless pairs of "hot" eyes instantly focused on Liang Xinyi and Zhang Yashu.

The audience, who was still immersed in the music just now, turned into a melon-eating crowd in seconds, and they were all excitedly speculating about the relationship between Meng Feibai and these two girls.

"Damn, what are you doing in a daze, keep up."

Liang Xinyi, who was in a dream, let out a blank sigh after hearing Zhang Yashu's voice, and then came back to his senses, at this time Meng Feibai had already walked out for a distance, and behind him, the audience still maintained the passage for the two to walk, and saluted the two with fiery eyes.

"It's... I..."

Liang Xinyi was stunned suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but was firmly fixed in place by Zhang Yashu beside her.

"I believe you now, he may really be different from other artists, he doesn't think about how much trouble his actions will cause him? It's crazy... You're a little madman, and the idol you're chasing is a crazy person. ”

Zhang Yashu muttered in a low voice, grabbed Liang Xinyi, who wanted to escape, and whispered in Liang Xinyi's ear seriously while moving in the direction of the stage:

"You can't run now, if you run, he really can't tell clearly, he behaves calmly, you're just a fan of him who is dying, and he is a pet idol who understands fans and wants you to watch his performance up close."

After hearing Zhang Yashu's words, Liang Xinyi's heart was shocked, and she hurriedly restrained the pink bubbles in her head, and let Zhang Yashu help her to the front of the crowd, and even deliberately showed her weakness.

"Hey, why does that girl feel uncomfortable?"

"Hey, little girl, she must be too excited, and if you change it, any girl will probably have soft feet in the face of this kind of scene."

"Something is wrong, I feel that her body is very weak, I'm afraid she is not a patient, right?"

“......”

After seeing Liang Xinyi's state, some onlookers began to realize that things didn't seem to be as they thought.

At this time, Meng Feibai had already returned to the stage through the stairs on the side of the stage, and Ning Jiang'er, who was pale from his actions just now, moved two chairs from the backstage with another staff member and placed them at the front of the audience.

"Thank you."

Zhang Yashu helped Liang Xinyi sit on one of the chairs, and after thanking Ning Jiang'er with a complicated expression, she sat down on the other chair unceremoniously.

After seeing the two people sit down, Meng Feibai on the stage smiled at the two of them, then picked up the microphone and said:

"I'm sorry to delay everyone's time, this one sitting on the chair is my fan, she is not in good health, I can't bear to let her stand so far away to watch me perform, so I have the action just now, please forgive me, now, please continue to enjoy the next performance."

After Meng Feibai finished speaking, he turned around and nodded to the band members behind him, so several musicians glanced at each other and started their own performances again.

On the stage, Meng Feibai continued his performance as if nothing had happened just now, but at this time, everyone, including Liang Xinyi, was a little uninterested in watching him perform.

There is a question echoing in everyone's heads at the same time, that is, what is the relationship between Meng Feibai and the haggard and weak girl in the audience?

Next to the stage, Ning Jiang'er, who was holding a mobile phone, suddenly opened the distance between the mobile phone and her ears, and listened to Han Shuyan's angry roar in the mobile phone with a bitter face.

"Is Meng Feibai a fool?! Since you want to explain, then explain the cause and effect clearly, at least explain that the girl won't live for a few days! Isn't it even more imaginary to say it so indistinctly?! What artist would do such a thing just for a fan who is not in good health! ”

Ning Jiang'er glanced at Meng Feibai, who was still performing the stage, and asked weakly:

"Sister Shu Yan, what now?"

"What should I do?"

Han Shuyan's angry voice came again.

"I'll contact the reporter right now, you stabilize the two girls, tell them to be interviewed by us after the performance, clarify the matter in front of the reporter, and then tell them not to be interviewed by any media other than us.

In addition, I will send you the situation of Meng Feibai and that girl later, and after you receive it, you will immediately contact all the media that we do business with, and ask them to write a press release on it, with only one theme, to confirm that Meng Feibai's behavior today is just to satisfy the wishes of fans before leaving, and by the way, to promote his character of singing beauty and kindness and favoring fans.

Finally, contact the public relations department immediately, ask them to prepare a water army, in case of attacks that may appear on the Internet at any time, and be sure to do a good job of controlling and commenting on various social platforms.

Although there are loopholes in Meng Feibai's handling of this matter, if we can control the guidance of public opinion in the future, it will also be a good propaganda point, telling the trolls in the public relations department that if anyone lets the unfavorable comments against Meng Feibai prevail, they will get out of me immediately! ”

Han Shuyan's series of resounding solutions made Ning Jiang'er suddenly find the backbone.

"Understood! I'll do it right away. ”

Ning Jiang'er hung up the phone, and then began to act quickly in accordance with Han Shuyan's strategic policy.

Just when Ning Jiang'er was busy, there was a person who was also moving.

She is Zhang Yashu, the old god sitting next to Liang Xinyi.

When Meng Feibai continued his performance, she took out her mobile phone and kept sending messages.

Not long after, several burly men appeared in the crowd, and secretly gathered around Liang Xinyi and Zhang Yashu, faintly enveloping the two of them in their protection.

Outside the crowd, there were also more reporters with cameras on their backs and green eyes glowing.