The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 1311: Forget It, Not Going!

After waiting a few minutes, Zheng Yitong’s agent hurriedly walked out from the side door.

Seeing Ling Feng and Sato Saori, she beamed and said, "You two are really early, please come in with me!"

This attitude clearly showed she understood Ling Feng’s identity from Zheng Yitong.

"Alright, thank you!"

Ling Feng smiled and followed her inside.

Through the side door, the three entered the art gallery.

Only then did they realize this place was quite large, divided into three levels, with the first level having over a thousand seats, and the second and third levels combined having nearly two thousand.

This place could fully accommodate more than three thousand people.

"The front row VIP section has two seats reserved for you, with your names already on them!"

The agent pointed at the front row seats and said.

After that, she looked at Ling Feng: "Miss Zheng is backstage doing her makeup, would you like to go see her?"

Ling Feng originally didn’t want to disturb her, after all, it wouldn’t be appropriate for a guy to go over when a girl is doing her makeup.

Unexpectedly, Sato Saori answered for him, nodding and saying, "Sure!"

Ling Feng was speechless, so he said, "Then you go ahead, I’ll save a seat first!"

"Whatever, I won’t go then!"

Sato Saori shot him a glance and followed the agent backstage.

Ling Feng arrived at the VIP section, which only had about twenty seats and was ten or so meters from the audience area behind, allowing a direct view of the stage performance from there.

The stage was also large, about the size of a basketball court, with the band and crew already busy preparing.

Above the stage was a giant screen, which was currently blue, presumably showing Zheng Yitong’s performance during the show to help the faraway audience enjoy it.

Just as Ling Feng sat down, the audience started to enter.

The previously quiet hall quickly became lively, with a buzzing sound filling the space.

Soon enough, people also started coming to Ling Feng’s area.

In this so-called VIP section, either you’ve paid a hefty price to get tickets or like Ling Feng, you’ve leveraged connections to sit here for free.

Since there weren’t many seats, and they didn’t come together, Ling Feng had the chance to observe everyone.

But he wasn’t too interested; he was just a passerby here, probably only staying the night and leaving after business was done the next day, with almost no chance of coming back, so why bother looking at them?

Furthermore, Ling Feng didn’t consider himself a fan, he was basically brought here by Sato Saori, and wasn’t keen on looking at these concertgoers, who were from a different world.

But even though he wasn’t interested in others, they seemed interested in him, as a thirty-year-old man in a suit sat down next to him and after glancing at Ling Feng, asked, "Young man, how did you get a seat here?"

Ling Feng was startled: "What’s the problem?"

"The ticket here costs nine thousand eight hundred. I doubt you could afford it!" the man said.

"Hmm?"

Ling Feng was speechless, glancing at the man: "Sorry, I don’t know you."

He thought, isn’t this a case of judging a book by its cover? Why assume I can’t afford a ticket just based on looks?

The man was wearing a perfectly tailored suit, shiny shoes, as if he wore his entire net worth on himself, thinking it made him appear wealthy?

Shallow!

Even though Ling Feng’s cold rebuff dashed any hope the man had of continuing the conversation, he still smiled: "Oh, I get it, you must’ve used connections to get a free ticket, right?"

Ling Feng thought, unbelievable, are you here for a concert or to pick a fight?

Feeling a bit helpless, he was about to retort when a young girl walked over and sat beside the man: "Brother Xiao, what are you talking about?"

The man looked back at the girl: "I’m guessing whether this gentleman bought his ticket or came through the real VIP channel like us!"

"Really?"

The girl took a look at Ling Feng, then pouted: "Doesn’t seem like either!"

Ling Feng: "...."

He was speechless, wondering how such oddballs existed?

Though not wanting to make a scene, a small flame ignited in him, so Ling Feng asked with a cold smile: "I’d love to know why you think I’m neither?"

"Judging by your attire, you’re clearly a worker, couldn’t possibly afford such expensive tickets, and how could a worker know the organizer, who’d let you in for free?" the girl analyzed.

Ling Feng looked at his clothes, which Mo Jiaolan had bought for him for several thousands, but now he was being taken for a worker?

Was it because the clothes looked a bit worn?

Or were the others blind and couldn’t tell they were brands?

While he was feeling speechless, Sato Saori walked over with a light smile.

The man, called Brother Xiao, was stunned at first glance, mouth slightly agape.

But Sato Saori ignored him, sitting next to Ling Feng and asking with a smile: "Can you guess what I was doing backstage?"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes: "How would I know, did you get Zheng Yitong’s autograph?"

"I did, but there’s more, you’ll know soon!" Sato Saori said mysteriously.

Ling Feng really wasn’t in the mood to chat, looking up at the stage.

The man beside him, Brother Xiao, then rolled his eyes and spoke past Ling Feng to Sato Saori: "Miss, may I ask your last name?"

"Are you asking me?"

Sato Saori paused, seeing him nod slightly, then said expressionlessly: "Sorry, I don’t know you!"

Brother Xiao: "...."

The girl beside him sensed a hint of jealousy, hugging Brother Xiao’s arm: "I think I get it now!"

"Get what?" Brother Xiao turned to ask.

"This guy’s here to woo a woman, splurging on VIP tickets to win her heart, likely spent his entire savings," the girl said.

Because of the noise inside the venue, she spoke loudly, and not only Ling Feng and Sato Saori but all the people around the VIP seats heard it.

So they all looked at Ling Feng, then their eyes rested on Sato Saori’s face.

Admittedly, she was indeed beautiful, so everyone felt the girl was probably right, Ling Feng must’ve spent money just to win the beauty’s smile!

Ling Feng was completely speechless, seeing everyone looking at him, suddenly laughed out of anger!

He turned to Sato Saori: "Hey, they all think I’m chasing you!"

"Do they?"

Sato Saori also sensed the odd atmosphere, looked around, and smiled brightly!

Then she looked at Ling Feng: "Do you want to chase me?"

Ling Feng: "..."