On the stage, Meng Feibai, who was performing, saw everything that happened in the audience, he knew that a lot of the audience's thoughts were no longer on his performance, and he also knew that those reporters with green eyes not far away would pounce on him and Liang Xinyi like hungry wolves at the end of the performance.

At the same time, he also noticed that many of those reporters were from the media that had a good relationship with Guohua, and after a little thought, he knew that this must be Han Shuyan's means, as well as several strong men around Liang Xinyi and Zhang Yashu who were faintly protecting the two of them, although they didn't know who sent them, but they could also protect Liang Xinyi and Zhang Yashu when they wanted to wait.

Thinking of this, he stopped thinking about other things, concentrated on his performance, and observed Liang Xinyi's state from time to time.

Since there is no way to stop the passage of your life, then I can only try not to leave you with regrets.

Such a night should ease your fear of death.

Meng Feibai looked at Liang Xinyi's bright eyes and slightly red cheeks, and sighed slightly in his heart.

He knew that his actions just now would definitely make Han Shuyan furious, and he also knew that the slightest carelessness in this matter would have a great impact on his acting career.

But the moment he saw Liang Xinyi, he couldn't help but have a lot of faces in his mind.

Because he had been connected to Duoduo's consciousness, he knew how afraid people would be in the face of death, so when he saw Liang Xinyi, who liked to sing like him like Duoduo, he unconsciously wanted to help her as much as possible, even if it was only to pass on a little more warmth to her and give her a little more courage, Meng Feibai felt that it was worth it.

Alas, if Sister Mingyue knew about this, she would definitely say that I was naïve again.

The sound of music sounded again, interrupting Meng Feibai's thoughts.

This song is his last song today.

The reporters who wandered around the crowd began to weave through the crowd after the music played, trying to close the distance between them and Liang Xinyi, and when the performance was over, they could conduct interviews as soon as possible.

With the same purpose as them, there is also Ning Jiang'er.

But they were all stopped by the strong men around Liang Xinyi and Zhang Yashu.

"I'm Meng Feibai's assistant, I have something to say to them."

After Ning Jiang'er felt the excitement and impatience of the reporters around her, her face was full of anxious looks, but she was about the same as Liang Xinyi, not to mention shaking the strong men who were protecting the two of them tightly, and it was a little difficult to even stand in the crowd at this time.

Fortunately, Zhang Yashu, who had been paying attention to the situation behind her, heard her voice, so she nodded to the strong man who was blocking her, and Ning Jiang'er, who was squeezed into embarrassment, crossed the blockade line and came to Zhang Yashu and Liang Xinyi.

"That."

She was interrupted by Zhang Yashu as soon as she spoke.

"Don't affect her, just tell me something."

Hearing this, Ning Jiang'er glanced at Liang Xinyi, who seemed to be in another world next to Zhang Yashu, and then leaned next to Zhang Yashu and began to whisper to her.

After a while, Ning Jiang'er leaned against Zhang Yashu's side with a face full of surprise, and vaguely pointed at the reporters behind her, while Zhang Yashu calmly remembered the faces of the people Ning Jiang'er pointed to, and then nodded slightly.

Ning Jiang'er, who had reached an agreement with Zhang Yashu, breathed a long sigh of relief and hurriedly expressed her gratitude to Zhang Yashu.

"I'm the one who should say thank you."

Zhang Yashu raised her hand to stop Ning Jiang'er, picked her chin at Meng Feibai on the stage, and said with a smile:

"Meng Feibai, yes, it's really good, it seems that this little fool's vision is quite good."

Ning Jiang'er had just learned about the matter between Meng Feibai and Liang Xinyi from Han Shuyan, and after hearing Zhang Yashu's words in a sudden relaxation, she naturally continued:

"Yes, it's the first time I've seen an artist with outstanding business ability and a kind heart who takes care of fans to such a point, if I didn't know that he is very ambitious, I would definitely think that he is a Buddhist artist who doesn't care about the future."

Zhang Yashu nodded when she heard this, took out a business card and handed it to Ning Jiang'er, and said with a smile:

"Your artist has helped me a lot this time, if he needs help in the future, he can contact me."

Ning Jiang'er, who was looking at Meng Fei on the stage, came back to her senses when she heard the words, and before she had time to look at Zhang Yashu's business card, the music on the stage had gradually weakened.

it!

Ning Jiang'er, who realized that it would soon become a Shura field after waiting here, was shocked, and hurriedly said goodbye to Zhang Yashu, and then quickly escaped from the crowd, gathered several reporters contacted by Han Shuyan together, and under the leadership of a Zhang Yashu's bodyguard, secretly walked into the distance.

On stage, as the guitarist plucked the last chord, Meng Feibai's performance today came to an end.

Leaving aside Meng Feibai's performance itself, just by his actions that shocked everyone, all the audiences who watched his performance today felt that it was worth the ticket price, and the name Meng Feibai was also deeply engraved in their minds.

After the performance, as the audience slowly dispersed in all directions, Meng Feibai's name and his hardcore operation today also spread out at a very fast speed as if they had grown wings.

And the two protagonists of today's story are facing the siege of reporters at the same time at this time.

"Beauty, I'm a reporter from XX Entertainment, what is the relationship between you and Meng Feibai?"

"Beauty, can you give us an interview, I'm..."

“......”

As Meng Feibai walked off the stage, Liang Xinyi's soul finally returned to her, and then she found that she and Zhang Yashu were surrounded by several muscular hunks, and outside the protective circle composed of muscular hunks, there were more reporters who didn't know when they appeared.

"Xiaoya, what is this?"

With a blank face written on her face, she involuntarily hugged Zhang Yashu's arm tightly and asked timidly.

"Don't be afraid, these are the ones I called to protect us, and as for the journalists, you can pretend that they don't exist."

Zhang Yashu patted her arm and comforted her softly.

Immediately afterwards, under the protection of the macho group, the two slowly walked in the direction that Ning Jiang'er had just left.

The reporters who couldn't break through the protective circle finally gave up after following in vain for a distance, and instead pounced on Meng Feibai, who was already surrounded by groups on the other side.

"I have already talked about the cause and effect just now, please don't speculate about today's events."

At the center of the storm, Meng Feibai was confused by the questions from the reporters around him, but he still kept smiling and answered their questions as much as he could.

When he was on the stage just now, he noticed that Ning Jiang'er was secretly walking into the distance with several media reporters who were good friends with Guohua, although he didn't know Han Shuyan's specific arrangements, but Meng Feibai subconsciously decided to drag the reporters to himself as much as possible, no matter what Ning Jiang'er and they were going to do, he could buy them some time.

However, his answer clearly did not satisfy the imaginative journalists.

Everyone is not stupid, as an artist, who would do such a high-profile thing in order to satisfy the wishes of fans?

Compared with Meng Feibai's explanation, everyone is more willing to believe that Meng Feibai's action just now was an impulse to accidentally expose his relationship, and everything at this time was just his excuse.

In addition, Liang Xinyi couldn't ask for any news, so they could only pour all their firepower on Meng Feibai, trying to use non-stop questions to make Meng Feibai take care of one thing or the other, and finally tell the "truth" that they were really willing to believe.