Li Shangfeng backstage was like an ant on a hot pan, not only trembling all over but also with palms sweating crazily.
If this concert goes wrong, it will inevitably affect a series of world tour concerts lined up afterward. He has already signed contracts with the entertainment companies, and if a problem arises, just the compensation for breach of contract would cripple Li Shangfeng's company, not to mention his reputation would plummet, and his future would become uncertain.
However, the good news is that Ye Haitang has woken up.
Yang Fan held her hand for a full fifteen minutes, not knowing what he was doing, and Ye Haitang woke up.
"How are you feeling?" Yang Fan asked, looking at the awakened Ye Haitang, who was looking around blankly.
"Don't, don't..." Ye Haitang, who had just opened her eyes, was still immersed in the terror she had just experienced.
Yang Fan held her arms tightly: "Miss Ye, look at me, I'm Yang Fan, everything's fine now."
