Ning Feng gave Zhou Lin a look, and the latter stood up helplessly and found several magazines signed by Ning Feng and gave them to her.

The joy on Qi Mowei's face could not be covered, and Qi Sijin couldn't help but complain: "A magazine is so happy?"

"I'm happy! Do you care about me?" Qi Mowei stuck out her tongue at him.

"No prospect."

On the side, Ning Feng held back and didn't laugh out loud.

puff!

His expression now is a capital jealous.

I didn’t expect Qi Sijin would have such a day, hahaha, he was so laughing to death!

Qi Sijin glanced at him fiercely, but still dared to laugh?

"Miss Qi, I didn't expect you to be my fan. This is really my honor."

Ning Feng coughed lightly, ignored Qi Sijin's gaze as if he was about to kill someone, and turned around and started chatting with Qi Mowei.

"ah?"

Qi Mowei was stunned and reacted and quickly said excitedly: "No, it's not Ning Zai, it should be my honor! You don't know how much I like listening to your songs!"

Ning Feng chuckled. This time, he was really surprised. After all, most of his fans are beautiful fans at present. He doesn't really have many fans because of his songs.

"Since you like it, it seems that my song is not very bad either." Ning Feng teased himself.

It was just a joke, but unexpectedly, Qi Mowei's expression suddenly became serious, "Ning Zai, I am really your singer fan. I have been following you since the first time you released your album, so don't underestimate yourself."

Ning Feng was stunned and then nodded with a smile.

Suddenly, he asked again: "Can I know why you like my songs?"

He asked a little strangely, and Qi Mowei was stunned, "Of course it's because you sang well."

"Is there anything else?" Ning Feng asked after a strange feeling flashed in his eyes.

Qi Mowei pondered for a moment and said, "If you have to say something unique, maybe... for some reason, your song makes me feel very familiar, and I seem to have heard it somewhere."

Speaking of this, her expression was a bit weird.

Logically speaking, Ning Feng is an original singer. Every song he wrote and composed by himself. She would not hear similar songs at all. But it was so strange that for the first time he heard his singing on the Internet, a long-lost feeling of being both familiar and unfamiliar.

It is also because of this that she became popular with Ning Feng.

“…”

Ning Feng was silent immediately, his eyes lowered, and the loneliness in his eyes was fleeting and was not noticed by anyone.

Qi Sijin, who was sitting next to him, also had a flash of eyes after hearing her words, not knowing what he was thinking.

They didn't speak, but Zhou Lin's face changed immediately.

If her words were spread, they could be understood as Ning Feng plagiarizing other people's works, which was fatal to him.

Therefore, he immediately said: "Miss Qi, you can't talk nonsense. What do you mean is that Ning Feng, our family, is suspected of plagiarism?"

Qi Mowei didn't know why he thought of that place, but when she thought about what she said just now, it was indeed ambiguous.

She quickly explained: "No! Ning Zai, I'm not saying you copied it, I just... I just have a feeling."

Seeing her explaining in a panic, Ning Feng said indifferently: "It's okay, I know what you mean, and I won't misunderstand you."

Qi Mowei immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Ning Zai is understanding, otherwise she would definitely be expelled from the fan!

At that time, not only will he not be able to join Ning Zai's fan club, but he may not even be able to attend some of his usual concerts.

By the way!

Qi Mowei suddenly straightened her back.

When she mentioned the concert, she seemed to have forgotten something.

“…”

Qi Mowei was so regretful that she wanted to slap herself.

It’s all because she was so excited to see Ning Feng and forgot the purpose of coming to the backstage.

She raised her head and looked at Ning Feng, and asked carefully: "That... Ning Zai, it's been so long since the scheduled concert time has passed. Why didn't you go on stage? Is something wrong?"

Ning Feng did not answer, but looked at Zhou Lin.

His movements were very obvious, and Zhou Lin was silent: "..."

Qi Mowei also followed his gaze and looked at Zhou Lin, her eyes full of curiosity.

Finally, Zhou Lin finally defeated the two of them, sighed and accepted his fate, "Forget it, let's talk."

With the permission of the agent, Ning Feng slowly told the things that happened before.

"What? You said something went wrong with Ning Feng's concert?"

At this time, the Lu family in the Imperial Capital.

In the study room, Lu Qingran was reviewing the documents in his hand. When he heard the report from his subordinates, he raised his head in surprise and narrowed his eyes, "Did you find out who is doing it?"

The subordinate shook his head, "No, you have told me that if anything happens to Mr. Ning, we must report it to you as soon as possible, so we have not taken action to investigate the matter."

Lu Qingran frowned and said unhappily: "I asked you to follow him to protect him, not to let you monitor him, and go find out the matter immediately!"

"yes!"

The subordinate nodded and stepped out.

Lu Qingran threw the documents in his hand aside, picked up his phone, and clicked into the chat box with Ning Feng.

The chat history is still maintained on the prompt for adding friends to each other.

Although he and Ning Feng had added friends, he had never sent a message to himself.

Lu Qingran frowned, thought for a while, and sent a message to inquire about the situation.

———[I heard you are in trouble, do you need help?]

He thought about it, deleted the sentence again, and typed it again: [Is your concert still going well?]

Well, this way, it won't seem too deliberate.

Lu Qingran smiled.

However, after a while, Ning Feng still did not reply to his message, as if he had not received it.

Lu Qingran's brows were tightly frowned, and his breath gradually lowered, and his expression was not very happy.

There, in the lounge, Ning Feng and Qi Mowei were chatting, and during this period he received a message from Lu Qingran.

However, he just frowned and glanced at it, then locked his phone.

Qi Sijin noticed his movements and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ning Feng: "It's okay, just an annoying guy."

Qi Sijin nodded and said oh.

He didn't reply, and Lu Qingran did not give up, but kept sending messages to him, causing his mobile phone to be malfunctioning and keep ringing.

Ning Feng's eyes became very heavy.

Qi Mowei said, "That... Ning Zai, why don't you reply to the message first? Maybe the other party is in a hurry?"

It seems like this, it's really urgent, otherwise I wouldn't have been sending him messages all the time.

Ning Feng nodded, picked up his phone with a smile, and held down the voice.

The next second, his irritable voice echoed in the entire lounge: "You are not allowed to send messages to labor and capital again! If you send them again, you will block them! Get out of here!!!"

Bang!

The cell phone was placed on the table.

Qi Sijin: "..."

Qi Mowei: "..."
Chapter completed!