Shining Stars: First Producer

"You are so strange," Lu Cheng sneered unceremoniously, and said, "I have made it clear before that this is a war between two women, why do you insist on involving other people?"

Lu Cheng emphasized the word "woman" all the time when she spoke, but it was extremely harsh to Song Moran's ears.

He wants Lu Cheng to think of asking himself for help when encountering things, instead of facing him head-on by himself like he is now.

However, because of Lu Cheng's high-spirited spirit, Song Moran's eyes just darkened, and he didn't interrupt her words.

"I should be angry now," Su Xiaoyue, like Song Moran, also heard the woman that Lu Cheng emphasized, and thought that this should have stepped on Song Moran's painful feet, so she couldn't help but think in her heart.

The imagination in Su Xiaoyue's mind is very beautiful, but life is always against her.

Looking up at Song Moran's actions with a blank expression, Su Xiaoyue only felt that it was extremely absurd.

"Sooner or later you will die on Lucheng's face, including your company," Su Xiaoyue said through gritted teeth, her voice was very sinister.

Startled by his threat, Lu Cheng couldn't help but widen her eyes, but the Lord didn't respond at all, just looked at her casually for a second, and even looked away before even a second .

"Why are you so vicious," Lu Cheng reprimanded dissatisfied, "You will take revenge on yourself one day."

Hearing Lu Cheng's innocent words, Su Xiaoyue rolled her eyes unceremoniously, noncommittal to his words.

"But before the retribution comes, you have already been trampled under the mud by me, and there is no way to turn over again." Su Xiaoyue said softly, her voice was very cheerful, as if she had seen Lu Cheng being trampled under her.

Seeing the rippling expression on Su Xiaoyue's face, Lu Cheng couldn't help reaching out and rubbing her arms, using the slight heat to drive away the sudden coldness in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, realizing that he and Su Xiaoyue have different views, and there will be no good results if they continue talking, Lu Cheng simply stopped talking.

Seeing her deeply shocked appearance, Song Moran felt distressed quickly, and gently patted his shoulder with his palm as a comfort.

Because he still remembered the purpose of his coming, Song Moran waited quietly for a while, but seeing that Su Xiaoyue was still immersed in the situation just now and had no intention of waking up, he couldn't help frowning, with a very uncomfortable expression Look patient.

Looking around quickly, Song Moran's eyes quickly focused on a glass of drink placed beside him.

Before everyone else could react, Song Moran reached out to pick up the glass of drink, and immediately poured it on Su Xiaoyue without hesitation.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everyone lost their voices, only the sound of water dripping kept ringing.

"Tick tock," was the sound of sticky water droplets dripping down the hair to the shoulders and then slowly falling to the ground.

This is an action that Lu Cheng wanted to do a long time ago, but because of his own image, he had to firmly restrain himself. The calmness he had imagined countless times just appeared in front of his eyes, and Lu Cheng's face seemed surprised and joyful. , with a very surprised expression.

Su Xiaoyue's head was hot because of her own imagination, but the sudden coldness from outside made him involuntarily stunned for a while, and he didn't react for a long time.

However, the wet feeling of the wet clothes sticking to her body made Su Xiaoyue blink slowly, and looked down in a daze.

"Ahhh!" Seeing the light brown liquid that was still continuously flowing down her clothes, Su Xiaoyue couldn't help but widen her eyes, and then she screamed straight into the sky.

Everyone was startled by the sudden voice, Lu Cheng couldn't help but took a step back, carefully beating his beating heart.

"She broke her voice," Lu Cheng said calmly while standing beside her, her voice didn't fluctuate at all, like a robot speaking word by word according to the program of its own numbers.

This way of speaking intensifies the irony of his words, making people smile involuntarily. With Su Xiaoyue's screams as the background music, it is really a bit ridiculous.

Song Moran raised his hand to press his earlobe, and said in a deep voice without raising his eyes, "Quiet."

When he said this, the pressure on his body was very intense, but Su Xiaoyue seemed to have heard nothing, and the screaming continued.

Lu Cheng was sensitively aware that Song Moran had suddenly concealed a lot of aura, so she couldn't help raising her heart carefully, and walked quietly to the side.

Seeing Lu Cheng's small movements clearly, Song Moran didn't intend to pursue it, but just looked at Su Xiaoyue who was standing there expressionless and constantly acting like a demon.

"I don't think you want your previous black history to be made public," Song Moran said expressionlessly, enunciating every word clearly, so that Su Xiaoyue could hear clearly even in such a situation Chu.

The sound that had risen to the highest point stopped abruptly, and there was no tendency to fall, causing the people listening around to seem to be lifted in mid-air, and the posture of not being able to reach the sky or the ground made people feel very insecure , nothing else, just instinct.

It was only after Su Xiaoyue calmed down that Lu Cheng was a little shocked to find that her eyes had turned red, as if she was about to cry.

Lu Cheng stood there dumbfounded, and couldn't help pointing at Su Xiaoyue, but stammered for a long time but didn't say anything.

At this time, Su Xiaoyue didn't have any intention to observe her expression at all, she just stared at Song Moran in disbelief, and asked, "My dark history?"

Song Moran didn't want to answer him, and just talked about his purpose when he came.

"Are you pushing behind your back about things on the Internet?" Song Moran asked softly, with serious eyes.

Su Xiaoyue couldn't accept that Song Moran completely ignored her. Her hands kept flying in the air as if there was nowhere to rest her, and she said, "Are you joking with me? You haven't answered my question yet? Why do you keep my dark history?"

Song Moran's gaze was involuntarily attracted by the fingers that were left behind, and he looked at them quietly, without any intention of answering Su Xiaoyue's words.