"Are you Miss Wang, Wang Xingrui?" When Wang Xingrui was still standing there in a daze, she didn't expect that someone had already walked towards her and greeted her very gently.

Wang Xingrui agreed subconsciously, but regretted it after she said it.

With my current fame, if I reveal my identity in a place like this, won’t other people come over to see me?

Thinking of this, Wang Xingrui looked at the other person nervously, but found that no one around her was paying attention to her.

The short-haired white girl suddenly covered her mouth with her hands and laughed. She said in a very familiar voice, "Ms. Wang, you're so cute! But don't worry, the lack of reaction isn't because they don't know you. It's because everyone's tired at this hour and more focused on themselves. But this should be quite easy for you, right?"

"Yeah, that's true." Wang Xingrui nodded, then her eyes involuntarily looked back to where she had come from. "But I didn't expect there would still be so many people here so late."

The girl's smile was so healing that it gave Wang Xingrui confidence in her spoken English: "After all, when people are tired of playing in the casino at night, many people will come up to eat."

At this time, Zhou Yiyang finally came over. When he saw Wang Xingrui with another girl, he was still a little surprised:

"Huh, I didn't expect you to find a companion so quickly?"

The girl chuckled, made a face, and said, "I came here with my friends, and they're all rushing me over there! But Mr. Zhou, if you two just show up here like this, I feel like it's going to cause a lot of misunderstandings!"

Zhou Yiyang, standing by, smiled and shook his head. "If I had truly done something wrong, would I have brought people here so brazenly? Just having a meal here openly, you should say I'm a considerate boss!"

After hearing what Zhou Yiyang said, the girl laughed so hard that she almost collapsed. After a while, she waved goodbye to the two of them.

At this time, Zhou Yiyang walked to Wang Xingrui and asked her to sit down at a small table.

If this table wasn't owned by a luxury brand, Wang Xingrui would have felt like she was eating at a roadside stall.

Zhou Yiyang, standing by, looked off into the distance and said with a smile, "Don't you think this place is completely different from the style of the entire hotel and casino?"

"Yeah, that's true." Wang Xingrui nodded, agreeing with this point of view: "It has a very lively atmosphere, completely unlike the luxurious style that is common here."

"After all, it's a late-night snack. If you make it too extravagant, it won't feel that way. Oh, and it's not just the decor that's different here. You still have to buy your food at each stall yourself, and there are no waiters."

"Huh?" Wang Xingrui was truly surprised. "Won't the rich people who come here protest?"

"Those who don't like it can order food in their rooms! And there are many wealthy people who yearn for this kind of atmosphere, even if it's just to experience it for a short while." Zhou Yiyang stood up and looked into the distance: "Then let's go choose some food!"

Wang Xingrui once thought that after she sat down, Zhou Yiyang’s opening remarks would definitely be to encourage her, or even give her some spiritual chicken soup.

But I never expected that he would take a different approach and not mention this matter at all.

Want to eat? Wang Xingrui wanted to refuse at first, but when she smelled the tempting aroma of teppanyaki, she followed him over.

Soon, their table was piled with various snacks.

BBQ, fried food, spicy hot pot, Japanese food, desserts, everything is available.

Zhou Yiyang raised the juice in front of him and said with a smile: "Here, let's have a midnight snack!"

"Poof!" Wang Xingrui almost spit out the juice in her mouth. But she had to admit that after all this operation, her anxiety had quietly disappeared.

Looking at the steaming food in front of her, Wang Xingrui said:

"Brother Yang, you should know why I can't sleep, right?"

"Are you suffering from insomnia?" Zhou Yiyang chewed on the grilled squid with a look of delight on his face. "I thought you were just hungry like me!"

"I'm really hungry now." Wang Xingrui smiled, her eyes drifting off into the distance involuntarily: "Hey, the chili here tastes quite authentic!"

Zhou Yiyang burst into laughter after hearing this: "You just realized it, it's true. I found that the snacks at this night market are actually better than those in those high-end restaurants!"

After Wang Xingrui had filled her stomach, she said with a lingering feeling, "Thank you, Brother Yang! If it weren't for you, I might still be worrying about my performance tomorrow."

"Really?" Zhou Yiyang's smile gave people a sly feeling: "Why do I feel that you are worried that your singing is too good and will outshine your idols?"

Hearing Zhou Yiyang say this, Wang Xingrui beside him quickly shook her head and said very seriously: "Brother Yang, don't talk nonsense, I definitely didn't think so!"

Zhou Yiyang said, "Oh," and then continued, "Then what are you worried about? You don't think you'll fail, do you? That's not true."

"Really?" Wang Xingrui bit her lip, as if she couldn't believe how powerful she was in Zhou Yiyang's heart. "But Brother Yang, I don't think I can always perform so well."

"But don't forget," Zhou Yiyang tried to enlighten her from a different perspective: "A large portion of the people who come here to watch you perform don't actually understand music."

Wang Xingrui was stunned. She seemed to have never thought about this question at all.

"Coming to see your limited-time residency is more like a status symbol," Zhou Yiyang said softly, "so as long as you appear on the stage, they'll be satisfied. And I haven't given you any song selection strategies this time; you can sing whatever you want. Believe me, even if you don't perform well, these listeners won't point it out."

"Pfft!" Wang Xingrui completely relaxed. She glanced at Zhou Yiyang and scratched her hair helplessly. "Okay, Brother Yang, after hearing what you said, I'm not worried at all about my singing. Instead, I doubt whether they can understand my singing."

Zhou Yiyang stretched lazily. "Just take it easy and treat it like a variety show. As for finding an audience that can understand your singing, that's even easier. Just wait until your concert."

Finally, Wang Xingrui said embarrassedly: "Thank you, Brother Yang. If it weren't for you, I might still be stuck in a dead end!"

"Perhaps you haven't adapted to your current status yet!" Zhou Yiyang said softly, "In terms of popularity, you are definitely top-tier superstars. What you should be thinking is that even though I sing so well, I don't know if this audience is worthy of me!"

"Haha!" Wang Xingrui held her stomach and laughed heartily, feeling completely relieved.