When Wang Hao left, Jiang Li muttered quietly, "Brother Chao, do you think he might try to cause trouble behind our backs?"
Zhou Chao, hearing this, chuckled lightly and squeezed Jiang Li's delicate hand, saying, "Don't worry, he can't stir up much trouble."
Jiang Li nodded in agreement. Indeed, someone like Wang Hao couldn't cause significant waves. At most, he was just a sideshow.
Soon, it was seven o'clock in the evening, and the show began. The familiar way of greeting the audience made everyone feel comfortable. After all, it was a show that had accompanied them from childhood to adulthood, and it brought back some childhood memories.
As the show progressed, the audience often erupted in laughter and cheers. Even Zhou Chao and Jiang Li were sometimes amused by the performances on stage.
