Being played like a monkey?

There was a tall woman standing outside the door. She was wearing a baseball cap and her slightly curly hair was draped behind her head. She was wearing a short black denim jacket and high-waisted casual pants. One hand was lazily in her pocket, and the other was waving to the cleaning lady in the corridor.

He was lazy.

Just the side of her face was enough to know what was called beautiful beyond comparison.

This face was so recognizable that Gao Mian could recognize it at a glance. He was a medical student, and he didn't have much time on normal days, but he knew Meng Fu. Last year, during an exam, a senior in his third year of his studies had invited a junior from the Computer Science Department to help him fight for a ticket to the Meng Fu Music Festival.

At the same time, the sound of breathing could be heard. Meng Fu?!

Meng Fu greeted a few of her fans in the corridor before turning around. Hello, I'm Meng Fu.

He had no choice, he was just too popular.