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Gossip doesn't differentiate between people!

Even Zhang Jing, Zheng Meng, and the others were curious about these things.

Especially between her best friends, there were even more topics that could not be hidden.

If someone else told Zhang Jing about this, she would definitely ignore it and think that it was just a boring rumor.

But now, Zheng Meng had revealed the truth. How could she remain calm?

Zheng Feng!

She was a top female celebrity in the industry and a goddess in the hearts of countless viewers!

All the boys she interacted with were handsome and outstanding.

She had never expected that she would actually get together with an unfamiliar netizen in private. Not many people would believe it.

"No way, little girl!"

"I didn't expect you to be so wild. You actually played online dating!”Zhang Jing exclaimed.

Online dating?

This time, the words were undoubtedly a little sensitive.

The moment these words came out, Zheng Meng's face instantly became extremely bashful.

It was as if some shameful secret had suddenly been revealed, especially to her best friend.

"It's not what you think!" she explained hurriedly.”

"Oh?" Zhang Jing smiled evilly. What was that? He called her so intimately!”

If he was scolded for being naive, he would not mind.

However, the more he saw her like this, the hotter his face became.

After playing for a while, Zheng Meng helplessly explained,""Aiya, Jing girl, that's enough. He…he's just an ordinary netizen, the kind that's especially talented, so we've been chatting occasionally these days!”

Ordinary netizens?

After hearing this, Zhang Jing pretended not to say anything.

However, his gaze became strange, as if he was trying to hold back his laughter.

For a time, Zheng Meng was also somewhat ashamed.

It didn't matter if he didn't say it.

Now, he had directly explained himself clearly.

The more he described it, the worse it became!

"Tell me, who is this Little Feng?”Seeing her like this, Zhang Jing smiled knowingly and immediately put away her teasing tone.

Zheng Meng knew her best friend's personality very well.

If she did not give her a satisfactory answer today, she would definitely be tormented endlessly.

After struggling for a moment, he began to explain.

"I'm not too sure either."

"At first, I really added him as a friend by accident. I was just attracted by the poems he wrote. Later on, we chatted for a while.”

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"I heard him say that he seems to be a host. I'm not too sure about the rest.”

A few minutes later, Zheng Meng recounted the entire process of how they met.

After hearing this, Zhang Jing immediately cupped her face with a stunned expression.

"Wow, this is so romantic!"

"The internet is a good opportunity for you to cherish this fate!”In the end, Zhang Jing couldn't help but shout in surprise.

But soon, she suddenly realized something, and her expression suddenly became puzzled.

She wasn't as simple-minded as Zheng Meng.

Therefore, he could see the problem in some things at a glance.

For example, the song about his friend was obviously a common trick used by netizens. Perhaps that song was written by him himself, but he was just unwilling to reveal it.

"Little Wind?" For a moment, Zhang Jing was also curious about this Little Wind and couldn't help but mutter.

In the next moment, another familiar name appeared in her mind.

Immediately, she looked at Zheng Meng and asked,""Little girl, what is the relationship between this netizen called Xiao Feng and that radio host, Qin Feng? Could it be the same person?"

Little Wind is Qin Feng?

Zheng Shuang was stunned.

Thinking about it carefully, he immediately realized that there were too many similarities between the two.

One was called Little Wind, and the other was called Qin Feng.

They all had good literary talent and a strong sense of humor!

In addition, he could also write songs, and his standard was close to that of a professional singer!

Most importantly, they were both Yanjing's radio hosts!!!

Thinking of this, Zheng Meng's beautiful eyes widened slightly as she looked at Zhang Jing in disbelief.

Beijing was only this big.

There were very few radio hosts in this industry, and it was indeed not easy to find two people who were so similar in this industry.

"He…he is Qin Feng?"

For a moment, Zheng Meng found it hard to believe this piece of information.

Zhang Jing was a little surprised to see him like this.

"No way, you don't even know the other party's identity?”

"Don't tell me you haven't heard his voice?" Zhang Jing asked.”

Just like a broadcaster, his voice was filled with a unique flavor.

As long as he had the voice chat.

Comparing it with Qin Feng's voice on the radio program, he immediately knew if it was the same person.

However, at this moment, facing her best friend's question, Zheng Meng's face turned red and he lowered his head shyly.

"I don't want to expose my identity, so…I've been sending messages.”she said.

After understanding the situation, Zhang Jing was completely defeated by Zheng Meng's naivety.

"You're still dating someone online? Don't be fooled and still count money for others with a smile!”She immediately rolled up her sleeves and said,"Let me teach you, a rich woman, how to seduce men!"”

"Ah?"

"Isn't it inappropriate to suddenly send him a voice message?”

Seeing that his phone was snatched away, Zheng Meng couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Then, he said worriedly.

"Of course I know!"

"Don't you like to play games? Why don't you just ask him to play with you later? I don't believe that you guys won't talk when that time comes.”Zhang Jing rolled her eyes and said resentfully.

Hearing this idea, Zheng Meng's eyes lit up.

After nodding his head in acquiescence, he began to guess what might happen.

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