Shining Stars: First Producer

I don't know how long it took, Bai Xiaofei blinked, the shadows of his long eyelashes were reflected in his pupils, causing ripples all over the ground with the blinking frequency.

"I'm a little curious about you," Bai Xiaofei said nonchalantly, as if he didn't see Song Moran's surprised eyes at all.

Now that he had made a decision in his heart, Bai Xiaofei didn't say much, and firmly combined his original purpose with the things he had just thought of in his heart, and said half-truthfully, "I know that you and Lu Cheng were together before I also know the quarrel between the two of you later, so I am very curious about you."

Hearing that Song Muran's puzzled gaze disappeared suddenly, he looked at Bai Xiaofei sharply, and asked slowly, "Do you like Lucheng?"

Although it was a questioning tone, Song Moran was almost certain in his heart. Such a discovery made his mood complicated, and he looked at Bai Xiaofei a little more critically.

Knowing that he couldn't hide anything, Bai Xiaofei didn't think about spending any effort on it, so he nodded without hesitation.

"Yes, I like him," Bai Shaofei said firmly, but thinking of Lu Cheng's attitude towards him, a wry smile flashed across his eyes, "So I want to know what attracts you to him?"

Who was Bai Xiaofei kept talking, and the atmosphere between the two became more and more serious, as if the speed of air circulation was gradually slowing down.

Song Moran lowered his eyes, and said confidently, "He doesn't like you!"

Bai Xiaofei looked at Song Moran expressionlessly, who clearly broke up with him, but still pretended to be Lucheng's boyfriend, and couldn't control his emotions, he sneered, and said, "What kind of identity do you use to say that?" What about this sentence? With all due respect, you have already broken up, haven't you?"

Almost as soon as Bai Xiaowen finished speaking, Song Moran's aura pressed over without restraint, and his eyes on Bai Xiaofei also became sharp.

"I think you should pay attention to your words and deeds, Mr. Bai," Song Moran said in a deep voice, looking at him with deep eyes, faintly warning.

Bai Xiaofei rolled his eyes, and stood there firmly under the pressure of Song Moran's aura. Although he tried his best to control it, his face was still a little pale.

Because he still wanted to know the whereabouts of his friend from Song Moran's mouth, Bai Xiaofei reluctantly swallowed back the words he was about to blurt out, but there was still something faint in his eyes.

There are thousands of emotions in Song Moran's heart that are constantly churning, but in order to maintain his image in front of Bai Xiaofei, he still firmly suppresses it, not showing anything on his face.

"Let Assistant Song take you there," Song Moran blinked, and said expressionlessly, after seeing the obvious joy on Bai Xiaofei's face, he poured cold water coldly, "I hope that after this incident, You and your friends will know who you can't afford to mess with."

Bai Xiaofei's eyes were very unconvinced, he looked at Song Moran faintly provocative, but he restrained himself and didn't say anything more.

Hearing the sound of the door being opened and closed, Song Moran exhaled slowly, looking at the blank air in front of him with violent eyes.

"Lu Cheng, Bai Xiaofei, the suitor," Song Moran repeated these three words slowly, with the continuous force of his fingers, people could clearly see the suddenly bulging veins on the back of his hand, "Don't even think about it!"

After defining this matter easily, Song Moran swept all the documents on the desktop to the ground with a wave of his hand.

Probably because of Bai Xiaofei's incident, Song Moran was in a bad mood. In the following work, Song Moran's decision made people feel scared involuntarily.

The policy that was originally steady and steady has suddenly become radical, making other people in the company miserable.

Even if someone couldn't bear to make some suggestions to Song Moran, such urges would all disappear after seeing the company's next financial statements.

It can only make people smile and say that Song Moran is indeed Song Moran, no matter what kind of style he can easily control, no matter what kind of crisis the company encounters, she can easily resolve it.

Lu Cheng, who was walking barefoot on the beach, shuddered involuntarily, as if there was a cool air going up the tailbone and reaching his temples.

"Could it be that someone is thinking about me behind my back?" Lu Cheng thought in his heart with some doubts, but this feeling disappeared quickly after a flash, and Lu Cheng didn't take him seriously.

"When do you want to go back to China?" Lu Cheng looked at the person sitting next to him with some doubts, and asked softly.

"Tomorrow," Lin Niannian replied casually, looking at the distant sea.

For some unknown reason, after Bai Xiaofei left, the relationship between the two of them suddenly became closer.

Although it is still not a best friend, it is much better than the previous tension.

"Maybe it's because there is no one who can be regarded as a trophy," Lu Cheng's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help thinking in his heart.

During the period of peaceful coexistence with Lin Niannian, Lu Cheng found that he and he had many common hobbies, and they could often think of a place when chatting, often after talking for a long time, they were still reluctant to part.

It is rare to meet someone who is so in tune with him, Lu Cheng couldn't help but feel a little more warmth in the eyes of Lin Niannian.

Although he didn't turn his head, Lin Niannian still put his hand on Lu Cheng's face precisely, and then pushed him aside mercilessly.

"What nonsense are you thinking about?" Lin Niannian said with some disgust.

Lu Cheng maintained such a posture, shrugged his shoulders as if nothing had happened and said softly, "Can we still contact after we return to China? Can we still chat like this?"

Lu Cheng's voice was a little more melancholy, causing Lin Niannian to follow his thoughts involuntarily, but soon he pulled himself out of such an atmosphere.

"Sure enough, you are thinking about these messy things again," Lin Niannian said indifferently, "You have not yet arrived at the time period, but you still think about them all the time, it's really boring."

Lin Niannian didn't give herself any definite answer, Lu Cheng could understand his approach, but she still couldn't help feeling a little dull in her heart.