Shining Stars: First Producer

Song Moran was soon the only one left in the empty office. He watched the news on the Internet that was being discussed by more and more enemies expressionlessly, and his face became more and more ugly.

Hearing some shortness of breath coming from over there, Song Moran's eyes flickered, and he asked with some doubts, "What are you doing?"

Lu Cheng put the things back together at home, and just sat down on the sofa out of breath when she heard the ringing of the mobile phone, she fumbled to put the mobile phone to her ear without opening her eyes, and did not see the flickering on the screen of the mobile phone at all That familiar name.

Hearing Song Moran's voice unexpectedly, Lu Cheng felt that even his thoughts stopped involuntarily, and the complicated emotions in his heart came to his mind again.

"Huh?" When Lu Cheng regained his composure, he also missed Song Moran's question, so he could only look up at the front and the upper part in a daze, and asked, "What did you just say?"

Song Moran drooped his eyelids, and his long eyelashes fell together. He didn't look as cold and hard as he usually showed.

"What are you doing?" Song Moran repeated again, it was not like him to be patient.

Lu Cheng frowned. She didn't know if it was because of her excessive defense in her heart. She always felt that Song Moran spoke with an unacceptable sense of certainty.

"It's nothing," Lu Cheng slowly closed his eyes again, and said perfunctorily.

Song Moran's complexion suddenly became a little bad, and the fingers that tapped on the table used some strength, which echoed continuously in the empty room.

As if she didn't know what Song Moran's silence meant, Lu Cheng asked calmly, "Are you calling just to know what I'm doing?"

Although Lu Cheng's tone was tactful, the meaning of repelling it represented was very obvious.

Song Moran's heart seemed to be cut in two at once, one half was full of anger because of her ignorance of flattery, while the other half was heartbroken because of her indifference.

Song Moran didn't speak for a long time, and Lu Cheng didn't say anything either. The phone was quietly placed next to his ear to listen to the other person's breathing, and the emotions contained in his eyes were very complicated.

I don't know how much time has passed, so long that Lu Cheng was lying on the sofa, and his eyes kept closing and opening, his eyes were foggy.

"It will never be as you wish," Song Moran said in a low voice, his eyes were dark, as if all the light had been swallowed up, and only the wisps of light were left struggling to survive.

Lu Cheng only vaguely heard what Song Moran seemed to say, but she couldn't hear clearly, Sleeping Dream seemed to have given birth to hands and feet, pulling her to sink into the depths, she tried her best to open her eyes wide, her mouth was a little dazed He asked, "What?"

Because the voice is not sober, some rabbits are not strange, as if all the words are glued together, and with a slight nasal sound, it sounds like she is acting like a baby.

Song Moran only felt that a girl seemed to be half awake, her face blushing, and her mouth couldn't help being a little dry, and the huffing and spitting in her throat was even more astringent, as if mixed with gravel.

"Do you want to talk to me?" Song Moran asked with a flash of light in his eyes.

Lu Cheng was still negotiating the conditions with Duke Zhou with difficulty, and nodded subconsciously when he heard this, completely forgetting his original plan, "Okay."

Song Moran chose this time to ask questions. On the one hand, he was interested in this opportunity, but on the other hand, he wanted to test it out, and the result was not what Song Moran expected.

Everything that Lu Cheng said when he was half asleep and half awake was from the bottom of his heart, which was something Song Moran knew very well.

"Sure enough," Song Muran said with emotion slowly and expressionlessly, his eyes looking ahead became much deeper, as if he was looking at another person through a cloud of shadowless air.

At this time, Lu Cheng had already won the war, and she gradually came to her senses. She knew that she had trouble sleeping, and subconsciously asked, "Did I do something wrong just now?"

Lu Cheng didn't realize that his familiar and accustomed attitude was already the biggest inappropriateness, and he didn't know how intimate it was to fall asleep peacefully listening to each other's breathing.

"No." Song Moran's eyes flickered, and he said expressionlessly, his voice was very calm, if it wasn't for Lu Cheng who was also thinking in his heart when he asked, he might have been fooled by his attitude long ago.

Recalling the answer he didn't even think about at that time, Lu Cheng couldn't help but look for a place where he could completely stuff himself in, isolated from the world.

"Ah," Lu Cheng sighed softly, thinking about the answer that might lead to further distance between himself and his purpose, and said through gritted teeth, "I didn't think about all the answers when I was sleeping. So that doesn't count."

Lu Cheng emphasized the three words "do not count", and Song Moran knew the meaning inside and outside the words.

But it was precisely because he could see clearly that he couldn't accept it. The tyranny in his heart surged up one after another, making his face involuntarily gloomy, like the color of thick dark clouds rolling in the sky before it rained.

However, Song Moran's control over his emotions was perfect, and he quickly suppressed the tyranny, leaving only a little depression in his heart.

"It doesn't count," Song Moran repeated, then sneered unceremoniously, and changed another topic amidst Lu Cheng's fear.

"Someone is stirring up trouble on the Internet," Song Moran said in a calm tone, saying every word clearly.

Song Moran didn't mean to get to the bottom of it, so Lu Cheng couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, but what followed was a loss, she didn't know what this matter had to do with her, and she didn't know how she could respond .

"Oh," Lu Cheng replied awkwardly after being quiet for a long time, "What does that have to do with me?"

The corners of Song Moran's lips rose slightly, evoking a mechanical arc, and said casually amidst Lu Cheng's ignorance, "Of course it has something to do with it."

Song Moran was using his curiosity to deliberately seduce him, Lu Cheng knew this clearly, and wanted to proudly express that he was not affected, but he couldn't say that.

She is curious!Lu Cheng's heart was telling herself this.