I Sell My Talent, Not My Body!

These autographs were the same ones that were currently on her idol's Weibo!

Unfortuately, Song Yaoyao had yet to reply to her and it was driving her crazy; she couldn't even eat and drink.

When her roommate finished work and walked in, she was met with her sloppy and dazed expression.

"What are you doing?" Her roommate was speechless.

Meng Qiqi lay on the sofa. "I'm almost dying..."

Ding Dong!

Meng Qiqi sat up. She saw her latest message and her eyes teared up in excitement.

It's Yaoyao: I'm sorry, I just finished school.

Meng Qiqi: [bawling.jpg] Huhuhu, you finally replied! If you didn't reply soon, I would have died from the torment!

It's Yaoyao: Huh?

Someone was calm, not understanding the joys and pains of pursuing a celebrity.

Meng Qiqi's fingers flew across the keyboard: Yaoyao! Was that voice message really from Luo Xinguang?

It's Yaoyao: You don't believe me?