He's not a Korean idol and he sings a five ring song

Yu Meng dreamt that she was surrounded by flies, and the buzzing in her ears was so loud that she was about to go crazy.

"So handsome!"

The people who were not lacking in this world were all beauties that were infatuated with women.

Yu Meng sighed, feeling thirsty. She sat up and prepared to drink some water.

The moment they sat up, the nurses turned their attention to the ward.

And then …

Yu Meng almost vomited a mouthful of water. Her eyes were wide open, and she was coughing continuously. Seeing this, the man holding the thermos at the door quickened his pace and walked to Yu Meng's side, gently patting her back.

"The water's already cold. I got some hot water and brought it back."

Yu Meng wasn't in the mood to drink water. The man was in close proximity, breathing softly and looking handsome. Her wide back was covered with a pair of light-colored jeans, and her hair was a dark brown, medium cut.

She looked at the group of women surrounding the door. They were all staring at her with murderous gazes, wishing that they could eat her up.

Yu Meng swallowed her saliva and quickly regained her senses, "He Mingxuan, why are you here?"

He Mingxuan poured a cup of hot water and passed it to Yu Meng.

"I told you that I want to come see you in place of the other teachers."

Yu Meng frowned as she tried to recall the memories.

"That's not right. I didn't tell you which hospital I was in. How did you know?"

He Mingxuan smiled slyly: "As a young person in the new era, it's very easy to crack the Apple's GPS positioning."

Yu Meng couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"I'm only two years older than you. After all, I seem to be very old."

He Mingxuan said: "That's right, that's right. You're not old, you're just a fool."

"Brat, do you understand? You dare to say that your teacher is an idiot, and wants to fail the final exam?! "

He Mingxuan picked up an apple, sliced it while opening his mouth, "I'm not dumb, how can I sprained my leg to this extent?"

"You!" Yu Meng was speechless.

After half a second, she could only snort in dissatisfaction, "I can't be bothered with a little brat like you!"

After He Mingxuan peeled the apple, he cut it into small pieces and placed them into a bowl. He handed the toothpick to Yu Meng: "You are only two years older than me, you talk as if you are very old."

He then returned Yu Meng's words to her without changing a single word.

Looking at the furious Yu Meng, He Mingxuan stabbed an apple into his mouth.

"Sweet? If it's sweet, there's no need to be angry."

As Yu Meng chewed, her face was filled with disdain.

"When are you going back to school?"

He Mingxuan pursed his lips: "I just came!"

"If you don't leave, the door to my ward will be forced open."

It was obvious that in the past ten or so minutes, quite a few young ladies had heard the commotion and rushed over.

He Mingxuan turned his head.

The little girl who had been standing in front of the door with a face full of nervousness, pursed her lips and walked towards He Mingxuan with small steps.

With a flushed face and a soft voice, she asked, "Hello, are you Li Minji, the one who plays all over the city?"

He Mingxuan was startled.

Yu Meng couldn't help but laugh.

Then, without holding back, he joked, "Girl, you're mistaken, he's the five-ringed guy from 'The Pancake Man'."

The little girl ran out, blushing, and before long the girls at the door had dispersed.

He Mingxuan's face alternated between green and white.

"Who's Li Minji?" Asked Yu Meng.

Yu Meng shook her head. Her understanding of romance TV dramas was even worse than a primary school student's.

"I think it's the male lead of a popular Korean show." Yu Meng curled her lips. "Who asked you to have such a bright star face? It's not strange that you would recognize your mistake."

Actually, she had always felt that those handsome and fresh boys were not comparable to He Mingxuan. Even if He Mingxuan were to throw away his face, he was still an extremely attractive boy.

Sunshine, generosity, intelligence and talent, low-key humility.

He had a lot of calmness and restraint that people their age didn't have.

Yu Meng couldn't help but ask, "Say, you have such a nice face. What literature are you studying at? If you were to enter film academy, there would definitely be many people willing to sign you up."

He Mingxuan laughed: "Because I like it."

Yu Meng smacked her lips. "Literature is really an extremely attractive subject."

"Not literature."

Yu Meng frowned, she did not understand what He Mingxuan meant.

"It's you."

"Me?"

"I like you."