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Chapter 1311 Forget it!

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    After waiting for a few minutes, Zheng Yitong's manager hurriedly walked out of the side door.

    Seeing Ling Feng and Sato Saori, she said with joy on her face: "You two came so early, please come in with me!"

    With this attitude, it was obvious that he had figured out Ling Feng¡¯s identity from Zheng Yitong.

    "Okay, thank you!"

    Ling Feng smiled and followed him.

    Through the side door, the three of them entered the art gallery.

    It was later discovered that this place is actually quite big. It is divided into three floors. There are more than a thousand seats on the first floor, and nearly two thousand seats on the second and third floors combined.

    This place is completely full, it should be able to seat more than 3,000 people.

    "There are two chairs in the VIP area in the front row for you two, and your names have been written on them!"

    The agent pointed to the front seat and said.

    After finishing speaking, she looked at Ling Feng: "Miss Zheng is putting on makeup backstage, do you two want to go over and take a look?"

    Ling Feng didn¡¯t want to bother her at first. After all, it would be inappropriate for a grown man to go there if a girl wears makeup.

    Unexpectedly, Sato Saori answered for him, nodded and said, "Okay!"

    Lingfeng was speechless, so he said: "Then you go ahead, I'll go get a seat first!"

    ¡°Forget it if you don¡¯t go!¡±

    Saori Sato glanced at him sideways and followed her manager to the backstage.

    Ling Feng came to the VIP area. There were only more than 20 seats in this place, which was more than ten meters away from the audience area behind. Sitting here, you can see the performance on the stage most intuitively.

    And the stage is also very big, as big as a basketball court, and the band and staff are already busy making preparations.

    There is a huge screen above the stage, which is now blue. It seems that when the performance starts, Zheng Yitong's pictures will be played simultaneously on it, so that the audience at a distance behind can enjoy it.

    As soon as Ling Feng sat down, the audience began to enter.

    The venue, which was originally quite quiet, soon became lively and the whole space was filled with a buzzing sound.

    Soon someone from Lingfeng¡¯s side came.

    The so-called VIP area either has to be paid a lot of money to get tickets, or like Ling Feng, it is through connections that you can sit here without spending a penny.

    Because there were not many seats and these people did not come together, Ling Feng had the opportunity to observe everyone.

    But he doesn¡¯t have much interest. He is just a passer-by here. He may stay for one night and leave tomorrow after finishing his work. There is almost no chance to come back in the future, so why should he watch them?

    And Ling Feng felt that he was not a groupie in the first place, but was just kidnapped by Saori Sato. He was not the same group as these people who came to watch the concert, and he had no interest in seeing them more.

    But he didn't want to pay attention to others, but others seemed to be very interested in him. A thirty-year-old man in a suit and leather shoes sat down next to Ling Feng, looked at him twice, and then asked: "Young man, why are you sitting here?"  here?"

    Ling Feng was stunned: "What's wrong?"

    ¡°The ticket price here is 9,800 yuan, I don¡¯t think you can afford it!¡± the man said.

    "Um?"

    Ling Feng was speechless and glanced at the man: "Sorry, I'm not familiar with you."

    He said in his heart, isn¡¯t this a dog¡¯s way of looking down on others?  Why do you think I can't afford a ticket based on my appearance?

    This man is wearing a crisp suit and shiny leather shoes. He wants to wear all his wealth on him. Does this make him look rich?

    Superficial!

    Although Ling Feng coldly rejected the wish to continue chatting with the other party, the man still smiled: "Oh, I understand, you must have got the free ticket through some connections, right?"

    Ling Fengxin said that there is no one left. Are you here to watch the concert or to insult others?

    So he looked at the man helplessly, and just about to retort, a young girl came over and sat next to the man: "Brother Xiao, what are you talking about?"

    The man looked back at the girl: "I'm guessing whether this gentleman paid for the ticket, or whether he went through the real VIP channel like us!"

    "Yeah?"

    When the girl heard this, she looked Ling Feng up and down, and then curled her lips: "It doesn't even feel like it!"

    Lingfeng: ""

    He was speechless. How did this pair of weirdos grow up?

      He didn't want to cause trouble, but now the little flame in his heart was aroused, so Ling Feng asked with a sneer: "I would like to ask, why do you think I am neither?"

    "You can tell from your outfit that you are a working class. You cannot afford such expensive tickets. And how can a working person know the organizer and they will give you a chance to come in for free?" the girl analyzed.

    Ling Feng lowered his head and looked at his clothes. Mo Jiaolan bought them for him. It cost tens of thousands at the time. How could he be regarded as a part-time worker?

    Is it because the clothes are a bit old?

    Or is the other party blind and unable to see that this is a brand product?

    When she was speechless, Sato Saori walked over with a smile.

    The man named Brother Xiao only glanced at her, his eyes immediately froze, he opened his mouth slightly, and was stunned.

    But Sato Saori didn't look at him at all. She sat down next to Ling Feng and said with a smile, "What do you think I was doing behind the scenes?"

    Ling Feng rolled his eyes: "Then how did I know that I was asking for an autograph from Zheng Yitong?"

    ¡°I want this, but there are other things, you¡¯ll find out later!¡± Sato Saori said in a mysterious manner.

    Ling Feng was not in the mood to talk about this at all and looked up at the stage.

    As a result, Brother Xiao, who was sitting next to him, rolled his eyes and said to Sato Saori through Ling Feng: "What is this girl's surname?"

    "you ask me?"

    Saori Sato was stunned for a moment, and seeing the other party nodding slightly, she said expressionlessly: "Sorry, I don't know you!"

    Brother Xiao: ""

    The girl next to him saw a trace of jealousy in her heart, so she hugged Brother Xiao's arm: "I seem to understand!"

    "What do you understand?" Brother Xiao turned around and asked.

    "This guy is trying to pick up girls. He bought a VIP ticket just to please her. I guess he spent all his money!" the girl said.

    Because the venue was very noisy, she spoke loudly, not only Ling Feng and Saori Sato, but also the people in the VIP seats around her heard her.

    So people looked at Ling Feng one after another, and then their eyes stayed on Sato Saori's face.

    It has to be said that the parents are beautiful, so everyone thinks that the girl is right, Ling Feng, a loser, spends money just to make beautiful people smile!

    Ling Feng was completely speechless at this time. Seeing everyone looking at him and talking about it, he suddenly laughed out of anger!

    So he turned to look at Sato Saori: "Hey, they all think I'm pursuing you!"

    "Yeah?"

    Saori Sato also felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, turned around and looked around, and smiled brightly!

    Then she looked at Ling Feng: "Then do you want to chase me?"

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