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At that moment, Zhou Yishan, who had been by Fu Jingming's side, also noticed the situation. Every time Fu Jingming tried to release Little Gui to drain people's vitality, the DJ booth would coincidentally start playing Buddha chants. Once or twice could be a coincidence, but every time? There must be some trickery.
Zhou Yishan went backstage and saw that Chen Feng was an unfamiliar face, not the black DJ from the beginning, and he questioned him, "You're not the DJ here. Who are you?"
Chen Feng grinned and said, "Oh, you mean Jimmy? I'm his good friend. He was feeling a bit unwell just now, and he asked me to fill in for him. He's over there resting now."
Chen Feng pointed to the black DJ who had passed out on the chair. Zhou Yishan didn't really understand the situation and wasn't sure whether what Chen Feng said was true or false. But that didn't matter; the important thing was not to let him cause any more trouble.
