Shining Stars: First Producer

The two casually said a few words, and the resentment in Liu Ruyan's heart slowly disappeared, he sighed, and said helplessly, "Forget it, I am convinced that I lost this time, But next time it won’t be so.”

Liu Ruyan swears that it is Song Moran, as if he didn't hear anything, he glanced at him impatiently, and then immersed himself in his work again.

"Let's talk about this after you really succeed," Song Moran said expressionlessly, his tone full of jokes.

As if being strangled by someone, Liu Ruyan's face turned red, and after a while, she shouted angrily, "No wonder you never have any friends"!
Facing such slander, Song Moran didn't look up at all, and such a completely ignoring attitude made Liu Ruyan more angry.

He turned around in a circle, his fingers tightly grasping his slightly long hair, but no matter what kind of movement he made, Song Moran still just ignored it.

I don't know how long it took, Liu Ruyan calmed down slowly, glanced at Song Moran bitterly, then turned and left.

Soon he was the only one left in the office, but Song Moran slowly stopped the pen that kept sliding in his hand.

"No friends?" Song Moran repeated softly, with a bit of sadness in his tone.

But soon his expression became restrained, as if all the previous changes in expression had never existed at all.

The next day, Lu Cheng waited in the office a little restlessly, her fingers clenched tightly, her expression a little blank.

With the result yesterday, Assistant Song has already posted his program on the Internet with quick eyesight and quick hands. After a night of fermentation, the result can already be obtained today.

Wanting to be the first to know the result, Lu Cheng got up early and came to the company, but she was always worried. She didn't know what kind of evaluation she would get from others, let alone what others would think about the program. What would be an idea.

At this time, no one else came back, and she was all alone in the empty space, Lu Cheng couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The palms changed positions and were put together in front of the chest in prayer, with lowered eyes, looking very devout.

Time passed little by little while praying like this, and when Lu Cheng took control of her body again, there were already scattered voices from other people beside her.

She trembled imperceptibly, then slowly opened her eyes, looking at the people walking back and forth in front of her, her expression unchanged.

"Assistant Song," Lu Cheng finally couldn't help shouting when Assistant Song passed in front of her for the third time.

Assistant Song came and went in a hurry every time, and didn't even notice who the person next to him was. He suddenly heard a crisp shout, and couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"Lu Cheng," Assistant Song's eyes flickered, he stopped as if nothing had happened, and shouted, "May I ask what you want?"

After Assistant Song stopped here, other people would involuntarily cast suspicious glances every time they passed by, and this kind of gaze made Lu Cheng feel extremely uncomfortable.

"I, I want to ask," maybe because she wanted to know the final result too much, or maybe because she cared too much, Lu Cheng couldn't help speaking intermittently, sounding stuttering.

Facing such a slow-moving Lu Cheng, Assistant Song didn't feel impatient, he just looked at him patiently with his head tilted, his eyes glowing with encouragement.

Under such gazes, Lu Cheng regained his composure, and the feeling of arrogance and dryness in his heart came back all of a sudden.

What are you stuttering about?It's just a question, and it's not something that can't be seen!Lu Cheng condemned herself in her heart.

After slowly repeating it twice, Lu Cheng finally stopped the unconscious trembling of his fingertips, but still asked a little awkwardly, "Have you sorted out all the program data?"

After hearing Lu Cheng's words, a flash of enlightenment flashed in the assistant's eyes, he rubbed his forehead, and said embarrassedly facing Lu Cheng, "It's sorted out."

Facing Lu Cheng's eyes that suddenly brightened a lot, Assistant Song felt a little helpless in his heart, and quickly said, "Although the data has been sorted out, I have already sent it to the president's office."

Lu Cheng's originally cheerful expression suddenly became bitter. She looked at Assistant Song pitifully, struggled for a while and couldn't help but ask at noon, "Is there only one copy of this data?"

Facing Lu Cheng's vaguely hopeful gaze, Assistant Song nodded nonchalantly, as if he hadn't seen her pitifully looking at him at all, "Yes."

The half-hope that Lu Cheng was still holding disappeared suddenly, she lowered her head sadly, and walked outside slowly.

Assistant Song often greets the program producers, and understands their concern and expectation for the new program. Seeing Lu Cheng's back, he can't help feeling a little soft-hearted.

"Maybe things aren't too bad yet," Assistant Song raised his voice, and clearly saw Lu Cheng's back flicker, and slowly stopped. Although he didn't speak, he didn't intend to move forward either.

Assistant Song's heart suddenly calmed down, and he shouted nonchalantly, "The president should have seen it by now, and you can make some requests with him in the office."

Assistant Song suggested playfully, but the only response was Lu Cheng's voice, which seemed to be calm.

Knowing clearly the love-hate relationship between Lu Cheng and Song Moran during this period, Assistant Song didn't know what to say, so she patted her mouth helplessly, then turned around and left slowly.

After all, he was talking too much, and Assistant Song knew this clearly in his heart, so he didn't dare to say anything more.

Being able to clearly hear the footsteps of Assistant Song turning and leaving behind, Lu Cheng didn't have any other reactions for a long time, she just didn't know what she should do.

Should we just turn around and leave, and hear the news together during the meeting, or go to Song Moran to ask for clarification now?Two thoughts kept dangling in front of Lu Cheng, making her a little confused about which one to choose.

After many times of passive concessions, Lu Cheng finally made a decision when someone talked about importing again, took a deep breath and walked outside.

"Go and ask," Lu Cheng said simply, his voice was almost inaudible, only a few breath sounds could be heard vaguely.