Shining Stars: First Producer

A tall and handsome man's sincere praise can make every woman blush and her heart beat, and Lucheng is no exception.

She looked at Lin Lance with sparkling eyes, her face seemed to be covered with rouge, and she thanked him solemnly, "Thank you for your compliment."

Lin Lance shook his head quickly, the smile in his eyes could not be concealed, "Lu Cheng, you have to believe me, this is not a compliment but admiration from my heart."

Lu Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out laughing.

She thought, not to mention other things, people from abroad have already made her feel that the trip was worth it, after all, there are few people in China who praise her so bluntly.

When Lu Cheng and Lin Lance spoke, they completely ignored Song Moran.

"Are you going to the dance?" Lin Lansi asked, his eyes were pure curiosity.

"Maybe," Lu Cheng said flatly, resisting the desire to shrug her shoulders.

Lin Lance narrowed his amorous peach eyes, looking at Lu Cheng in amazement.

Under such gaze, Lu Cheng subconsciously wanted to explain, but at this moment, Song Moran suddenly spoke.

"Who is he?" Song Moran turned to Lucheng and asked with unclear meaning.

Only then did she realize that she had ignored Song Moran for such a long time, and Lu Cheng felt a little uncomfortable.

"This is my friend, Lin Lance," Lu Cheng stood between the two, introducing the two equally dazzling men, "This is my boss, Song Moran."

After resisting listening to Lu Cheng's introduction, Song Moran corrected in a cold voice, "We are friends."

"What?" Lu Cheng didn't know why Song Moran spoke like this suddenly, the astonishment on his face was clearly revealed.

Song Moran pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but his eyes gradually turned cold as he watched her.

Lu Cheng rubbed her cold shoulders, the doubts in her heart flashed, and seeing that Song Moran had no intention of speaking, she turned to talk to Lin Lance again.

Song Moran stood beside him with cold eyes. If the eyes could really hurt people, Lin Lance would have been bruised and bruised long ago.

And Lu Cheng, who was amused by the witty Lin Lance, couldn't stop laughing, and didn't have much time to pay attention to Song Moran's mood.

Seeing her performance like this, Song Moran's mood became worse, and the aura around him became more indifferent.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Song Moran and Lin Lance exchanged glances, which seemed to hold swords, swords and halberds.

This is what Assistant Song saw when he came. Lu Cheng was talking and laughing happily with a man he didn't know, while their president was sitting alone beside him.

It was clearly the same as before, but Assistant Song forcibly saw a kind of loneliness from their president.

Because of this thought, Assistant Song looked at Lu Cheng even more indifferently.

"President," he said in a low voice, taking two steps forward.

"Let's go," Song Moran said coldly, regardless of whether Lu Cheng heard it or not, he got up and left.

Seeing the backs of the two people in front getting further and further away, Lu Cheng was a little helpless, before he even had time to say a few words to Lin Lance, he hurriedly chased them away.

Hearing the hurried footsteps from behind, Assistant Song felt sensitively that their president's mood seemed to improve a lot, and even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Wait for me," Lu Cheng walked out panting, but when she looked up and saw that the backs of the two people in front were still so small, she couldn't help shouting.

Song Moran paused for a moment. Although he was still walking forward, Assistant Song obviously felt that his walking pace had slowed down.

Seeing the series of performances of their CEO, Assistant Song showed no expression at all, feeling that he really couldn't understand.

"What were you doing walking so fast just now?" Lu Cheng slowly caught up, gasping for breath.

"Time is tight," Song Moran said, his expression unchanged.

"Really?" Lu Cheng looked up at the sun still hanging firmly in midair, feeling a little puzzled.

But Song Moran had stopped talking, and Assistant Song didn't even bother to talk to her.

Lu Cheng sat quietly in the car, listening to Assistant Song instructing the driver on various roads, and became more curious about the people he was about to meet.

Because she still remembered what Song Moran said, Lu Cheng always thought that she was going to meet a very temperamental woman. After all, she always thought that women would be better at doing hairstyles.

As the car drove farther and farther, more and more plants appeared on the side of the road. If it wasn't because Song Moran was still sitting beside her, Lu Cheng thought, she would doubt whether she was in a black car.

"How far is it?" Lu Cheng asked softly, her moist lips turned pale.

"We'll be there soon," Song Moran comforted, looking at her with distress.

As soon as Song Moran finished speaking, the car braked suddenly and stopped. Lu Cheng was caught off guard and rushed forward with inertia.

Song Moran didn't even think about it, and put his hand on Lu Cheng's forehead, to prevent her from directly bumping into the front seat.

Lu Cheng didn't react to anything yet, she just felt something dark in front of her eyes, and felt that there seemed to be something thick and soft on her forehead, protecting her.

Subconsciously, she reached out and grabbed it, and pulled it to her eyes.

The first thing he saw was the clear palm prints, and then the entire wide palm fell into his eyes.

Lu Cheng blinked, and in Song Moran's sight, the long eyelashes seemed to be gently brushing over his hand, causing waves of indistinct shudders.

Neither of the two stopped first, so in Mo Ci's view, the two seemed to be looking at each other affectionately.

He was taken aback by such a scene, thinking that something was wrong with his eyes, but after rubbing his eyes red, he looked at the scene again and it was still the same scene as before.

He suddenly had an epiphany. It turned out that there was not something wrong with his eyes, but that Song Moran had opened his eyes.

After feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, he knocked on the car window without the slightest sense of guilt.

Seeing a person suddenly appearing from the window, Lu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and at the same time quickly let go of Song Moran's hand.

His face turned red quickly, but he still had to show a very calm look in front of Mo Ci.

Song Moran took a look at Mo Ci, and opened the car door slowly, only to be thrown onto him by the smiling Mo Ci.

"I thought you would never bring anyone to my side," Mo Ci said with a smile, looking at Lu Cheng with very friendly eyes.

"Let go!" It's very uncomfortable to be hugged around the neck by a person who is much shorter than him, Song Moran couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said.