Shining Stars: First Producer

I don't know why Lu Cheng can't help but compare with Su Xiaoyue, and I can't help but want to push her down.

Seeing him admit his mistake so readily, although Su Xiaoyue felt a little reluctant in her heart, she still said, "I shouldn't have retorted without hesitation just now."

"Usually, when I meet such people, I ignore them, but I don't know why I couldn't control my emotions just now," Su Xiaoyue said in a low voice, a little confused, with a very puzzled expression.

Everything she said was true, but it was precisely because of such a coincidence that Lu Cheng couldn't help but doubt him.

He shrugged his nose at her with some disdain. Although Lu Cheng didn't say anything, his body language showed his emotions clearly.

Su Xiaoyue immediately wanted to ridicule something, but when she turned around, she saw Song Moran looking at her, and she didn't know what it was like.

He gritted his teeth, and turned his head away in displeasure, with his back turned to them with a very ferocious expression.

Lu Cheng and Su Xiaoyue seem to be natural enemies, even if they disagree on the road, there will be some quarrels.

And Song Moran also went from being uncomfortable at the beginning to being calm now. If there was a bit of drama in the previous expressionless face, after the later expressionless expression, the heart is truly the same.

"Are you there?" Sensing the sudden stop in the footsteps of the people next to her, Lu Cheng couldn't help turning her head to look in surprise, and asked in her mouth.

"Well," Song Moran nodded, facing the person who came out from the inside and smiled at him to please him, he didn't have much emotional change.

"President," the man rubbed his hands on the clothes beside him for a long time before reaching out to his chest for a handshake gesture, looking at Song Moran's flattering expression.

He knew from others that Song Moran was a clean person, but he didn't expect his actions to be self-defeating.

Looking at this frightened person, Song Moran couldn't help but wonder, is he that scary?

If Assistant Song could hear his voice, he would nod involuntarily, and he would feel very panic and surprise that Song Moran finally had self-knowledge.

I had already made enough gestures, but Song Moran had always remained expressionless, and did not make any other movements for a long time.

Such a comparison made the man feel even more terrified, wondering if he had offended Song Moran somewhere.

"President," he called out more cautiously, caressing each other's fingers in mid-air, looking very at a loss.

Song Moran has seen a lot of people who are sincere and fearful of him, but he has never met someone who is so exaggerated. He...doesn't know what to do.

The word "rare and more strange" was finally used on him one day. Regarding this fact, Song Moran couldn't laugh or cry.

After struggling for a long time, Song Moran finally stretched out his fingers slowly, and only tapped his palm with his fingertips, all as helping him complete such a ceremony.

"You've done a good job. Don't open until we leave," Song Moran said with a deadpan cough.

The man withdrew his hand happily, thinking that his flattery was of use, and even praised Song Moran in a 360-degree without dead angle.

Listening to him constantly uttering those words of praise, Song Moran's eyes gradually became surprised.

Not to mention anything else, just to say that he was able to remember so many words so clearly and say them all without hesitation, which is already considered a great skill.

However, no matter how thick-skinned a person is, there is no way for him to experience such a compliment without any other reactions. Song Moran's earlobes blushed imperceptibly.

He stretched out his hand to touch his nose, interrupted his words with a blank face, and said in a dull voice, "Okay, don't let other people come over, you go out too."

Lu Cheng stood aside with a smile on her face, and looked at Song Moran's somewhat embarrassed expression with a chuckle, her eyes sparkling.

"How does it feel to see the end from the beginning?" Song Moran casually turned to look at Lu Cheng, approaching her step by step, and asked at the same time.

Lu Cheng felt something was wrong in her heart, she turned around subconsciously and wanted to run to the side, but she couldn't run faster than Song Moran, and he stretched out her hand and pulled her straight.

"Say," Song Muran said in a deep voice, speaking with a forceful momentum, as if gathering all the light in this space.

Lu Cheng licked his dry lips, feeling his throat was inexplicably tight, as if he was suddenly thrown from the wet sea to the depths of the dry desert, and suddenly dehydrated.

"I don't have any other feelings," Lu Cheng said dryly, feeling the skin of his lips became stiff again, he couldn't help but whisper, "I want to drink water."

Such a sentence caused Song Moran's gaze to fall from her eyes to her lips involuntarily. The tender color on it still existed, but it lost the soft halo at the beginning.

"I'm thirsty too," Song Moran said in a low voice, every word seemed to roll in his throat before swallowing.

Seeing Song Moran's eyes getting hotter and hotter, Lu Cheng couldn't help feeling nervous.

"I should avoid it at this time, I should struggle violently at this time..." Countless thoughts flashed across my mind, but none of them stayed there quietly waiting for Song Moran's upcoming kiss.

Lu Cheng's eyes couldn't help being a little empty, because he found that he couldn't control himself, his hands and feet were stiff when he should have avoided it, and he couldn't move at all.

Song Moran and Lu Cheng looked at each other, and the air between them gradually became lingering. Just when Song Moran was tempted by Lu Cheng's eyes and lowered his head involuntarily, Su Xiaoyue next to him finally coughed unwillingly. .

"I'm still here," Su Xiaoyue said with some resentment, deliberately increasing her voice to emphasize her sense of existence.

But even so, it didn't seem to have any effect at all. Song Moran's movements only paused for a while, but he still pressed down firmly, with an indomitable momentum.

Although Lu Cheng wanted to struggle, he had already lost the opportunity, and was violently suppressed by Song Moran before he even moved his fingers.