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At 7 PM in the evening, Zheng Yiyi's new album, the warm-up fan meeting, would be held as scheduled. The number of fans present was estimated to be at least 3000. For this reason, Yi Yi's team had long since prepared a plan for the arena and the event, striving to be foolproof.

Three hours before the meeting, Zheng Yiyi, her manager and Team Members had already gone to the Eastern Ocean Exhibition Center's dressing room to prepare.

The other Team Members s were all very careful, wishing that they could walk on the meat pad under their feet.

Sister Hua stomped her feet and said, "My little mistress, Zhang Min and you will be having a meeting at the same time, and we will be giving out albums at the same time. Do you know what she means? That woman has been missing your position since a long time ago, and yet you dare to get angry at me for the sake of a black car driver. Zheng Yiyi, are you worthy of the team's hard work? "

Sister Hua's words were already on the line, a few busy Team Members all sneaked a peek at Zheng Yiyi.

"Don't worry Sister Hua. I will complete the event seriously, but I hope that you can give Gao Yang an explanation. After all, he did save me." Zheng Yiyi stood up with complicated feelings, walked to the makeup table, and immediately began to prepare for Yi Yi.

The Sister Hua suppressed her anger and shouted loudly: "Everyone, keep your eyes open, the location of Zhang Min's press conference is not far from here, do not cause any trouble, those puppies are all eager to have some black materials that they can rely on!"

There were as many people as they loved Zheng Yiyi and as many people as they hated him. Previously, when some of the singer's fanatic fans claimed that they wanted to open a dyeing workshop, there were quite a few ways to teach Zheng Yiyi a lesson.

There was a group of Recreation around Little Heavenly Queen who were on good terms with each other. Similarly, there were a lot more who were on bad terms with him. It was always easier to downplay something than to give positive praise. No one was stupid.

"Gao Yang! Gao Yang! " Sister Hua gritted her teeth as she recited this to Zheng Yiyi twice. In her heart, Gao Yang had already risen to the dangerous level.

Gao Yang was also at the Exhibition Center of the Eastern Ocean at the moment, and acting as a labourer had very special characteristics.

He held a long mop in his hand and wore an orange vest with the word "Cleaner" written on the front and back. In the middle of the two words, there was a number "10".

"Save 10 Jie, not bad!" Gao Yang laughed in ridicule, and walked towards the corridor behind the stage with his head down.

He gave his own face a special treatment that made it seem as if he had gone through hardships with his life. He was at least fifty years old, and even if Zheng Yiyi stood in front of him, she would not be able to recognize him at a glance.

However, Gao Yang was still worried, his own light could not be concealed, what if it was recognized?

That's right, Gao Yang was looking for Zheng Yiyi today, he wanted to interrogate the Little Heavenly Queen right in front of him.

At this moment, Gao Yang seemed to have forgotten about him forcefully kissing her.

So what if he remembered?

How big of a thing was a strong kiss? Foreigners's kiss was as ordinary as a handshake, and revealing his information and photos was unforgivable.

Gao Yang was truly enraged!

This time, things went too far, Zheng Yiyi's 20 million From Media fans were not someone to be trifled with, even if it was not human flesh, the insults and insults left by the fans towards him in the From Media made him extremely angry.

Zheng Yiyi, are you that awesome? You came to punish me with twenty million powders, didn't you?

I'd like to see how capable you are.

Gao Yang swept all the way to the backstage entrance, then was stopped by two security guards.

"You can't enter, you can't!" The security guard indicated for Gao Yang to go somewhere else.

Gao Yang peeked inside and saw people coming in and out. They were very busy, so he pretended to be curious about the place and asked: "What's this for?"

"Why are you asking so much!" A security guard was getting impatient.

The other person's temper was slightly better. "I heard that a great singer is going to hold a press conference or something like that. We don't know much about it."

"Oh, thank you." Gao Yang nodded and left.

After turning a corner, Gao Yang went into the male restroom and started taking off his makeup. He took off the janitor's vest and stuffed it into a small bag. The water used to set up the mask on his face was enough to solve the problem.

These were all the personal accessories that Gao Yang had made for himself for many years.

You can't just mess around in the underground world like that. Some had no intelligence, and were boorish, while others had no courage, and were being bullied. After taking off his disguise, Gao Yang was already prepared. The next thing he needed to do was to change into a set of Exhibition Center's work clothes and openly enter the backstage makeup room.

The door to the washroom was pushed open. From the sound of footsteps, it was two people talking in a low voice.

Gao Yang suddenly stopped what he was doing and held his breath. The other party's voice slowly became clearer in his ears.

"Since we've obtained our work permit and admission passes, how are we supposed to divide the work between us?"

"Come to the first wave. I'll take advantage of the chaos to come to the second wave. They definitely won't think of that!"

"Bro, it's been hard on you this time."

"Don't talk like that!"

They whispered to each other for a few seconds, then pushed open the door and went out.

Gao Yang frowned and thought for a long time. Was it aimed at Zheng Yiyi? But the Exhibition Center was so big, and there were seven or eight activities going on at the same time, so Gao Yang was really unable to determine.

Furthermore, even if it was against Zheng Yiyi, what did it have to do with him? He and Zheng Yiyi were definitely not friends.

Gao Yang sped up his homework, changed into a new set of clothes in three minutes, returned to his original appearance, and walked towards the entrance of the makeup room with his head held high.

Gao Yang was startled: "Where are the people from the makeup room?"

The security guard turned his head to look. He did not know who it was, but he was wearing the uniform of the Exhibition Center's administration department. He casually replied: "It's said that the meeting would be half an hour earlier than expected.

Gao Yang suddenly felt flustered, as if something was about to happen. He immediately walked towards Hall 2.

Zheng Yiyi's schedule was easy to find out, as long as she joined the fan circle, there would be people reporting it.

Gao Yang entered the second hall very easily, with a full uniform set on him.

Hall 2's fifteen hundred seats were all filled, and the aisle was filled as well.

Gao Yang walked with a special pace into the crowd, his body twisting and turning strangely, causing the people surrounding him to slide past him. Without much effort, Gao Yang reached the front of the stage, which was only 4-5 metres away from the first curtain.

In front of the stage were a few security guards, maintaining the order of the fans in front of them.

The host walked onto the stage, spouted a bunch of useless nonsense, then shouted like he was injected with chicken blood, "Tell me, who do you want to see today?"

"Zheng Yiyi!" All the fans were shouting.

Gao Yang felt goosebumps. This little girl had quite the rallying power.

"Who do you want to see?" The host began to use his usual tricks to rouse his emotions.

"Zheng Yiyi!"

"Good, then please follow my rhythm and call us' Goddesses'!" The host raised the microphone high and lightly clapped his hands together, striking a clear beat.

The shouting in the hall was deafening. The voices in the hall went from scattered to orderly, gradually converging into the same word.

"Zheng Yiyi!"

"Zheng Yiyi!"

Slowly, Gao Yang felt as if his heartbeat was affected by the uniform volume of the shouts, and he actually had the urge to shout along with them.

Shaking his head, Gao Yang looked down on himself.

Humans were easy to be collectively and unconsciously kidnapped. This was what they called a "motley crowd". Of course, the most they did was "dirty".

A thousand shouts came out, and Zheng Yiyi naturally did not hold the lute in her hands.

She walked out from behind the second curtain. She was dressed in a simple red dress that went past her knees. Her purple hair was tied behind her head in an elegant manner.

The flashing lights below the stage immediately flared up and the sound of the shutter door converged into a happy melody. The twenty odd Recreation seated in the front row all stood up and began to fight for the best angle.

Gao Yang had come into contact with Zheng Yiyi before, so looking at him from afar at this moment gave her a different feeling.

Below the stage, Zheng Yiyi was an ordinary person.

On stage, Zheng Yiyi was the goddess.

Zheng Yiyi smiled and waved towards the fans in the hall. Wherever her gaze went, the cheers would be the most enthusiastic.

When her gaze landed on Gao Yang's face, she was stunned.

She hadn't expected the man who had made her feel complicated and tangled to be standing there in his work uniform, sneering.

Zheng Yiyi felt bitter.

Gao Yang, oh Gao Yang, you still know how to come?

I know you're upset, but there's nothing I can do. I can't control the whole thing.

What do you mean by sneering? I, Zheng Yiyi, don't have anything to do with you!

Thinking of this, Little Heavenly Queen snorted in her heart and turned her face away.

Gao Yang also sneered in his heart. Indeed, he would not repent even if he died, and he would not feel the slightest guilt if he did something wrong.

Suddenly, a man stood up from the stage, holding a bouquet of fresh flowers in his hand. He directly crossed the forbidden line and rushed towards the stage.

Several security guards immediately surrounded him.

The man shouted, "I am the representative of Beijing's fan club, giving flowers to Yiyi!"

The capital was 1500 kilometers away from the East China Sea. As an idol, it wasn't convenient to refuse.

Sister Hua nodded at the corner of the stage, indicating that the security guards could allow them to pass.

The man went on stage with a wide smile on his face. He took advantage of the microphone and said loudly, "Yiyi, I wish a big sale for your new album on behalf of the Beijing's fan club!"

His voice was loud and clear.

But to Gao Yang, it was like a thunder from a clear sky.

He was one of the conspirators that he had heard in the washroom. His voice couldn't be wrong.

At this moment, every movement of the man holding the fresh flowers became a slow motion playback in Gao Yang's eyes.

Below the flowers, the man was holding a small bottle. It seemed to be a bottle made of some kind of pure water, but the bottle itself was black.

Gao Yang's pupils contracted, and shouted without care: "Zheng Yiyi, retreat!"