Hearing this, Xin Junmao could only walk and sit next to Mr. Zhao. He tried his best to lean on the other side, but Mr. Zhao took the initiative and hugged him. He smiles and leans on his arm.

Xin Junmao looked a little confused when she saw the obviously mature and beautiful face, but she also had a vague and innocent cuteness.

The fufu this time was different from last time. This time, Mr. Zhao did not use his charming ability to actively seduce him, but his heart moved for no reason.

"If...I don't eat people..." Xin Junmao muttered, unable to finish his sentence.

Hearing this, Mr. Zhao smiled back, "What are you planning to do?"

Xin Junmao nodded but did not answer.

Mr. Zhao seemed to have found the answer and smiled even happier.

Immediately, the venue erupted into enthusiastic applause and thunderous applause.

The protagonist of this concert, Heimorphen, appeared on stage with a violin, followed by an enthusiastic classical orchestra.

"Good evening everyone, this is Heimorphen." Heimorphen said in a casual tone that he would never use in public. "It's nice to see you again in a place like this. Last time I was greeted by a stranger. Polite. I'm very sorry for the way I treated you," he said with a smile. This is the guy who disrupted the concert and made you feel unhappy. ”

Heimorphen bowed, but quickly recovered and said with a smile: “To make up for the loss, I have decided to organize another trip, a true concert of my personal soul.”

Xin Junmao felt very strange about this. Why was he invited when he was clearly not in the live audience that day?

Heimofen immediately replied, ``This time, I invited not only the audience from last time, but also the audience who watched my live show through live broadcasts.''

"That's it." Xin Junmao suddenly realized, but showed a little embarrassment. A free prostitute, she actually received an invitation from High Morphen. He couldn't help but secretly admire High Morphen as a very generous musical master.

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