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The more Shi Jingshan thought about it, the more excited he got, almost jumping up in excitement.
Soon, he noticed that the staff member from earlier walked out from backstage.
Shi Jingshan widened his eyes immediately, waiting for that thrilling moment to unfold.
"Huh, it looks like he's holding a cup of juice?"
From a distance, Shi Jingshan was a bit surprised.
Why were there no security guards behind this staff member?
Under Shi Jingshan's watchful eyes, the staff member slowly approached Chu Chen.
"Sir, your juice."
The staff member handed the juice to Chu Chen and then retreated politely.
Watching the departing staff member, Fang Wen and the others were still confused.
What was going on?
It was the first time they'd heard of a concert where staff actively asked if you needed anything and brought it to you.
In the bewildered gaze of the three women, Chu Chen casually sipped his juice.
