The Pop Star

“Dad, do you want the phone number of that long-legged lady?”

“Which long-legged lady?”

“The pretty one by the fountain. If I get her number for you, will you buy me an ice cream cone?”

Before Huang Guolun could answer, his food-loving son, Huang Tao, had already run off, licking his lips, to ask for her number.

A few minutes later, Huang Guolun's phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, and the caller immediately asked, “Are you Huang Tao's father? Your son is lost in the park...”