Ren Yi did not answer, but just laughed happily.

Gong Yingxian looked at the dense heads moving in the stadium and the countless glow sticks waving. She felt that such a large space was carrying so many people, but only one around her, giving him a sense of reality, was the only meaning of his coming here.

Suddenly, he realized that those who were screaming in the audience had the same idea as him to the only person on the stage?

If so, the definition of this kind of emotion seems to be about to emerge.

Gong Yingxian fell into deep thought, but Ren Yi's walkie-talkie accidentally rang, interrupting his thoughts.

Ren Yi pressed the call button: "Say."

"Captain Ren, Song Juhan is here, don't you want to sign?"

"OK, come now." Ren Yi naturally took Gong Yingxian's hand and said, "Go and go to the backstage."

The two of them came to the backstage, and the person in charge of the organizer was already waiting for him and reminded him: "People Ren, such a big star, may have a little temper. If you neglect you, don't take it to your heart. Thank you for your hard work."

Ren Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, thank you."

The person in charge knocked on the door and replied: "Come in."

When he opened the door, he said respectfully: "Brother Han, the Captain Ren I just told you is here."

Ren Yi and Gong Yingxian looked into the room.

On one side of the lounge, several staff members who made makeup and hair were sorting out their clothes and styling supplies. On the other side, there was a large red sofa that was so luxurious that it was out of place here against the wall. Two men sat on the sofa. One was wearing headphones and reading a book, while the other rested his head on his thigh and playing with his cell phone. His long legs folded and swayed outside the handrail.
Chapter completed!