Being pointed out by Meng Jianzhi, Shi Li almost instantly became the focus of the audience. All fans looked at her with envy and jealousy, the luckiest person!

Shi Li pointed to herself suspiciously: "Me?"

She wondered if Meng Jianzhi was pointing to the wrong person, and then sister Xuexue pushed him secretly at this time: "What are you doing in a daze? It's you, don't dare to believe it, the great **** is calling you to go up! "

"Xiaoyue, your luck is so good! You must make good use of this opportunity to interact with the great god, and then remember to get my share back!" Xuexue secretly inflated Shili.

Shi Li was not stage fright, but was slightly surprised at first.

Under the envious and envious eyes of everyone, he got up and went on stage, slowly approaching the great **** in the eyes of the fans.

Well, look closer, this guy seems to be more handsome, a man who has no pitfalls at close and long distances.

"Hello." The distance between the two people is not very far, Shi Li subconsciously stretched out his hand to shake hands with Meng Jianzhi.

The fan below is a little gasping voice, this is an unprecedented time, the great **** actually wants to shake hands with the fan.

But Shi Li's hand stretched out in the air for a while, but Meng Jianzhi on the opposite side did not move.

At this moment, the host came over with a little embarrassment: "Hahaha, our fans are really enthusiastic, but don't mind that your idol JANE has a slight cleanliness. He doesn't like to shake hands very much and doesn't mind you! "

"Ah, it turned out to be like this, that's what I offended." Shi Li muttered, but he withdrew his hands without saying anything. I don't know what happened. Meng Jianzhi, who had never reacted to him, suddenly moved.

Faster than her speed, before Shili retracted, she shook her hand first.

There was a slight sweat in his palms, and Shili couldn't help but look up at him. Looking up close, this guy is really good-looking, with red lips and white teeth, and the black and white eyes are clear.

It's not that kind of youthful breath, but it's more attractive than a teenager.

Why do you sweat?

Probably Meng Jianzhi knew in his heart that he was not good at making physical contact with people, but at the moment he retracted his hand, he saw the flash of disappointment in her eyes, and shook it inexplicably. Go up.

But now she doesn't feel unhappy. On the contrary, she even has some satisfaction. Her hands are so small and soft, as if they have no bones.

Can be completely wrapped in the palm of his hand. The feeling of holding tightly, palms touching, made him feel a touch of satisfaction.

"Hello," Meng Jianzhi said. There was a slight smile on his face.

The host next to him was almost dumbfounded. When did the great **** who had seen them have such contact with the fans, that is, their teammates basically never touched him.

This guy, when he touches the skin of a stranger, he will vomit it to you on the spot. But now it turns out to be like a okay person.

But looking at the host, I felt something was wrong. It has been two minutes since I shook hands. Why didn't I let go?

"Cough cough!" The host coughed lightly while holding a virtual fist. The cough reminded Meng Jianzhi. Only then did he realize that he was still holding someone else's hand.

"Sorry, I'm distracted."