Shining Stars: First Producer

"Huh?" Bai Xiaofei came back to his senses, turned around with a smile and said, "Remember to make an extra copy of this photo."

"Huh? Okay." The man flickered by Bai Xiaofei's smile, nodded in a daze, and forgot to ask why he had to print an extra copy.

Looking at the dazed little girl in front of him, Bai Xiaofei seemed to see Lu Cheng when he was a child.

But it only took a moment to misread it, and Bai Xiaofei came back to his senses in the next second.

Although there was only a momentary resemblance, Bai Xiaofei still involuntarily softened his voice and said, "Someone else will teach you what will happen next, so don't be afraid."

"Okay, okay," watching Bai Xiaofei's back slowly walk away, it took a long time for the assistant to come back to his senses, and whispered.

A lowered little face was flushed, and there were some sparkling things in the eyes.

Bai Xiaofei who left in a hurry didn't know how much the few words he said casually had an impact on the little assistant.

He just suddenly found a reason to call Lu Cheng, and he didn't want to delay any more.

"Dinglingling..." Bai Xiaofei frowned slightly as he listened to the repeated ringtones of his phone, feeling a little nervous.

"Lucheng! How are you doing abroad now? Has your boss bullied you?..."

After the phone was connected, Bai Xiaofei said briskly without giving the person opposite him a chance to speak.

He was in a good mood, and the language seemed to jump and fly out.

On the other side, Song Moran, who was holding Lucheng's mobile phone, looked more and more ugly, and said unbearably, "I'm not Lucheng."

"Who are you? Where is Lucheng? What do you want?" Bai Xiaofei was startled when he heard a male voice from over there, and asked without thinking.

Listening to the questioning tone over there, Song Moran's eyes flickered, and he asked coldly, "What's your relationship with Lu Cheng?"

Bai Xiaofei stopped talking non-stop, half opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

After a while, he reluctantly opened his mouth and said, "I am his friend."

Song Moran squinted his eyes to look at the void, and the condensed breath around him slowly calmed down.

"She's ill."

"What?" Bai Xiaofei stood up suddenly, his face full of anxiety, "How could she be sick? Is she okay now?"

Song Moran was silent, and it took a long time before he said, "It's okay."

Bai Xiaofei was worried and wanted to speak again when he heard a busy tone from the phone.

He looked at his phone and couldn't believe it.

On the other side, Song Moran looked at the phone in his hand for a long time, and said, "Dispose of this phone, and bring a new one."

Assistant Song nodded quickly and went out with his mobile phone.

And Song Moran walked slowly to the side of Lu Cheng who was lying down, and stared at her for a long time.

Although the voice on the phone has changed a little, Song Moran can be sure that the noisy brat just now is the person he saw beside Lucheng before.

Song Moran couldn't accept that there were other people beside Lucheng because of his unique domineering personality, even though there was no special relationship between the two of them now.

Lu Cheng didn't know about Song Moran's thoughts.

She seemed to be trapped in the darkness now, but strangely, Lu Cheng didn't feel afraid.

She walked calmly in the darkness, trying to find clues that could direct her to go out.

Suddenly, in the darkness, she heard a person's shout, it was an old voice, and Lu Cheng's face suddenly changed.

"Father?" Lu Cheng turned around in surprise, but it wasn't his father's benevolent face that greeted him, but a young man and a woman.

What is consistent is that happiness and love are intertwined on their faces, forming a complex expression.

Lu Cheng couldn't tell what kind of thought it was, she just looked at them quietly without opening her mouth.

"Cheng Cheng," one of them shouted, and took two steps forward, as if he wanted to get closer to Lu Cheng.

But soon she stopped, looked at Lu Cheng tenderly, and was nervous again.

"Mom," Lu Cheng could no longer control the surging emotions in his heart, and ran forward.

She opened her hand, wanting to hold that person in her arms, but what she touched was a mass of air, and her hand passed through that person's body lightly.

Lu Cheng froze for a moment, suddenly remembered the respective identities of the two people in front of him, his expression changed, and he barely restrained his urge to cry.

"Cheng Cheng," the man put his hands on her hair with a satisfied expression, "You must be good in the future."

"Hmm," although Lu Cheng didn't feel any weight, he still made a rubbing movement carefully, and responded obediently at the same time.

Then the three of them didn't speak, but there was a quiet and sweet atmosphere in the air.

"You will meet someone who will treat you very well in the future," probably because the time is running out, Lu Cheng heard the man say hurriedly, "You will be very happy."

The last sentence seemed to be telling the truth and giving a blessing, Lu Cheng felt a little flustered inexplicably, and subconsciously reached out to grab her.

But he was lightly dodged by the man with a smile on his face, "You should go back."

At the last moment, Lu Cheng heard the man say, with a decisive tone.

She woke up the next moment, and the bright light made her eyes a little sour.

Before she had time to think about it, she closed her eyes, wanting to go to that place again and see that person.

But no matter how she tried, there was still nothing when she closed her eyes. Everything just now seemed like a dream.

Lu Cheng pursed her lips and wanted to smile, but the tears couldn't stop flowing wantonly on her face, wet her eyebrows and hair.

This is what Song Moran saw when he came in, a man who laughed till tears flowed down his face.

He felt suffocated, walked over slowly, handed her a handkerchief, and said softly, "Wipe your tears."

Lu Cheng knotted the handkerchief and threw it all over her face, and she could smell the woody fragrance of Song Moran's body in her breath.

Calm and mature, but Lu Cheng couldn't help but think of his inadvertent performance, and couldn't help laughing.

Hearing her muffled laughter under the handkerchief, Song Moran breathed a sigh of relief.

"Take a good rest." Song Moran said, turning around to look at the infusion shelf next to him, touching it with his hand from time to time.

The ticking sound kept going in the ward, and when Lu Cheng opened his eyes, he could see the tall and strong silhouette walking around, and finally stopped in front of him.

She was not in a hurry to take the handkerchief away, but just looked at him quietly.

"You fainted this morning and are now in the hospital." Song Moran said in a deep voice.

Lu Cheng blinked suddenly, it turned out to be a hospital, no wonder she always felt the smell of disinfectant in her nose.