Shining Stars: First Producer

"Why are you so stingy!" Mo Ci wanted to hang on for a while longer, but in a blink of an eye, seeing that Song Moran was about to lose control of himself, he let go of his hand embarrassingly, complaining in his mouth.

Song Moran didn't answer his words, but just gestured to Lu Cheng who was standing beside him.

Mo Ci might have been waiting for this time, but he jumped over in a big stride, leaned in front of Lu Cheng, and introduced himself, "Hello, I'm this guy's college classmate, you can call me Mo Ci. "

"Hello, hello, I'm Lu Cheng." Lu Cheng was taken aback by his sudden approach, and was not used to such a familiar character, so he said dryly.

Mo Ci didn't seem to feel Lu Cheng's indifferent attitude towards him at all, and kept talking non-stop.

"Lu Cheng, your name sounds really nice."

"Did Song Moran bring you here to do hairstyles? Don't look at me as if I don't know how to do it. I'm pretty good at it."

Lu Cheng didn't know how to answer Mo Ci's many words, but his sparkling eyes made her embarrassed to ignore him, so she could only smile and nod every time he looked over, signaling herself to listen again.

It is probably rare for Mo Ci to meet someone as cooperative as Lu Cheng, who is more talkative, turned his eyes and saw Song Moran who was silent beside him, and whispered pretending to be mysterious.

"By the way, there's also this person next to you. Don't look at him looking cold and untouchable now. He wasn't like this when he was in college."

"What does that look like?" Lu Cheng secretly glanced at Song Moran's serious side face, curious in his heart, and asked in a low voice like Mo Ci.

"At that time..." Mo Ci spoke enthusiastically, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Song Moran next to him.

"Mo Ci," Song Moran's gloomy gaze passed over Lu Cheng, and finally landed on Mo Ci. He shouted slowly, his tone full of threats.

It stands to reason that Mo Ci should turn a blind eye to Song Moran's threats in order to show his courage in this situation, but although his expression was somewhat dissatisfied, he still closed his mouth cowardly.

Because Mo Ci had done this before, the end result was that he was punished by Song Moran.

At that time, the profound lesson was still there, and Mo Ci didn't dare to do something to provoke him.

Lu Cheng was a little embarrassed when she heard that the secret was caught halfway by the party, but the most unacceptable thing for her was that the secret was lost halfway through.

Because Song Moran was still looking at this side, Lu Cheng could only stare at Mo Ci with dewy eyes.

"Ahem," Mo Ci touched his nose and walked to the other side of Song Moran silently.

Under Lu Cheng's gaze, he felt like a scumbag who cheated his feelings.

"Let's go," Song Moran said coldly without looking at the people around him.

Lu Cheng followed with a bitter face, and at the same time decided in her heart that she must find an opportunity to ask the rest of the question.

Mo Ci shook his arms, feeling as if he had the illusion of being watched.

After entering the room, Mo Ci quickly got rid of the shy-headed look just now, and seemed to be in high spirits.

He didn't even ask Song Moran or Lu Cheng's preferences, he had already started his own idea.

Lu Cheng had never met such a hair stylist, and because she didn't know how good Mo Ci was, she felt a little uneasy.

Song Moran was sitting next to him, and he could see Lu Cheng's blinking eyes. His heart softened, and he comforted him in a rare voice, "Don't worry, Mo Ci's level is still passable."

When he said this, Mo Ci was the first to disagree. In the area he likes and is good at, he has some absolute confidence, and he can even be said to be conceited.

"Song Moran, what are you talking about?" Mo Ci pointed at Song Moran with the combs in his hand, and said forcefully.

Lu Cheng looked at him with amazing eyes, with admiration in his eyes, this was the first time she saw someone pointing at Song Moran like this.

But Mo Ci was probably born with a personality that is not more than two seconds handsome. Lu Cheng watched helplessly as he silently took his hand back under Song Moran's gaze.

"It's okay, you continue to say, I can bear it," Mo Ci put his eyes on Lu Cheng's hair, and made up his mind not to speak casually.

Song Moran nodded in satisfaction, and saw Lu Cheng's dumbfounded look in a blink of an eye, and explained, "Mo Ci's personality is just not very good."

Amid Song Moran's voice, Lu Cheng lowered her head quietly, for some reason, under his comfort, she became less and less confident.

Feeling all kinds of movements coming from the hair, Lu Cheng's heart became higher and higher.

"Okay!" Seeing the hairstyle slowly taking shape under his hands, Mo Ci felt inexplicably excited, even though this was not the first time he had done it independently.

Perhaps it is because of his love for several years that he can become more and more proficient in his craft.

Mo Ci had already put away all the tools he used to make hairstyles, but when he came back, he saw the heroine sitting there peacefully, motionless.

Mo Ci had never met such a customer before, so he couldn't help asking, "Aren't you curious?"

Lu Cheng was embarrassed to say that she couldn't trust Mo Ci, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in front of the mirror under his urging.

To her surprise, the figure reflected in the mirror is very beautiful, and it is completely different from her usual two styles, and it matches the dress she is wearing today even better.

The hair was loosely tied in half, looking gentle and beautiful, and the broken hair on the forehead was neatly tidied up, making it into a somewhat curly shape, not messy at all.

"It's beautiful." Mo Ci moved closer to Lu Cheng's side, reaching out his hand to tidy her clothes, but Song Moran's gaze was fixed on the spot.

Lu Cheng didn't know what happened, but saw Mo Ci standing beside her stiffly, his eyes flickering, and asked with some doubts, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay," Mo Ci said dryly, before Song Moran looked over again, he walked to the side, and he was relieved to make sure that a safe distance was maintained between him and Lu Cheng.

Song Moran glanced at him, got up and said to Lu Cheng, "Let's go!"

"Understood." Lu Cheng's tone was very light, and he turned around and said to Mo Ci, "Thank you!"

After all, no one will refuse to make themselves more beautiful, and they will also sincerely thank those who make themselves more beautiful.

Song Moran turned his head and saw Lu Cheng dressed up and slowly walking towards him, with pure happiness on his face, he couldn't help but move slightly in his heart.

Assistant Song was waiting outside. When he heard the movement, he turned around and saw their president in a suit and leather shoes and the beautiful Lu Cheng.

Although he has some prejudices against Lu Cheng now, he has to admit that these two people are both talented and beautiful, and they are an excellent match when they stand together.