As if she was scared by the sound that overflowed her throat just now, Donglin said, "Your high notes are so terrible. I can't even sing. At most, I can only sing like that person."

Who is the person Donglin has been talking about?

"Aren't you Linlin?" Meng Chencheng asked.

"No." Donglin scratched her nose with her hands and said with difficulty.

Ah, isn't Linlin, the pen pal of her little girl? Meng Chencheng looked disappointed and depressed, but refused to give up easily, and asked, "Is your English name Selena?"

"Not Serena, my name is Donglin."

"So who is Serena? Her Chinese name is Linlin." Meng Chencheng asked, "Only she knows that my name is Big Orange."

Where did you know that my name is Big Orange?

It is obvious that Donglin is difficult to answer the question of the little girl. It is not that she doesn’t know the answer, but that she doesn’t know if she can answer it.

"Tell me, you must know where Serena is!" Meng Chencheng grabbed the other party's hand and shook it hard.

Donglin was urged by her for a long time, and finally squeezed out a few words and said, "I also heard your name has the word orange today. Try it, because few people would name it orange. I didn't expect it to be true. In this way, I have to ask him if it is really you."

"Is her name Serena?" Meng Chencheng asked.

Donglin could only nod, "Yes. That's his pseudonym."

"Where is she now? Where is Serena now? She told me that she lives in our country."

"She-didn't you receive his letter and his address?"

"But I can't find her. She lives quite far away. It's like I want to see Niu Niu, but Niu Niu is too far away from me and can only write letters. I have to wait until I grow up to go."

"Or what if I'll take you to see him?" Donglin said blinking at her.

"Can you really see him?" Meng Chencheng couldn't help but feel excited and asked.

"I hope you can see him. Because I feel that you are very similar to him." Dong Lin said with a hint of uncontrollable smile.

"In this case--" Meng Chencheng hesitated in her heart how to meet her pen pal. Two days later, after the exam results were announced, she was going to school. When and how to go? Think about it carefully, it seemed a bit difficult.

In response, Donglin said another news, "He does not live in your country often, and there are several places in his house. If we want to meet him, I need to contact him first to ask."

Serena has no place to live? But how do she send the same address to Serena every time? Can Serena receive her letter? Several question marks emerged in a series of little girls.

"Someone helped him look at the house and regularly won him trust." Donglin said.

"Sister, are you friends with Serena?" Meng Chencheng asked.

"This—" a hint of redness suddenly appeared on Dong Lin's face, and she said, "Maybe it can't be considered."

"Not a friend?" Meng Chencheng was surprised and experienced again. He was not a friend, how could Donglin know about this person?

"He and I used to be neighbors. Later, I learned piano and singing from him. I made records with his help. However, no matter how I learned, I was not as good as him. I felt that I was not suitable for music. Now, I learned design." Donglin introduced to the little girl.

So that's how it is. The little girl Meng Chencheng seemed to understand it, but she seemed to be confused and didn't understand it much.

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