Shining Stars: First Producer

The combination of starry sky and lights, handsome men and beautiful women will always make people involuntarily think of the ambiguity in the dark night, but only the person involved knows the truth of the matter.

Lu Cheng quietly watched Song Moran, waiting for his response. Yingying's gaze was astonishingly bright under the light in the distance. Matching his expression at this moment, it would always make people subconsciously feel guilty.

"Why did you ask this all of a sudden?" Song Moran chuckled, and asked in a low voice, rubbing his thumb on her back continuously, causing waves of unconscious tremors.

Lu Cheng glanced at him quietly, then gave a cold snort confidently, slipped out of his arms with a short body, took a few steps back and then stopped slowly.

"It's already so late, you should go back quickly," Lu Cheng said without mentioning her previous question, but with a nonchalant look on the contrary.

Seeing how her expression changed so quickly, Song Moran couldn't help shaking his head slightly, and sighed a little dotingly, "Go up, I'll watch downstairs."

After saying this, it was like covering the two people with a layer of tulle, creating a somewhat hazy meaning.

Lu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing, and sighed a little dumbfounded, "I don't know why, after saying this, I suddenly felt the sweetness that permeated the air."

After saying such confusing words abruptly, Lu Cheng turned around and left quickly. The wide coat draped over her body made her look even thinner, and Song Moran couldn't help frowning.

I don't know what Song Moran was planning in his heart after he left, but when Lu Cheng was about to go in, he finally couldn't help turning his head back, the tall and big figure seemed to be standing like a huge stone statue, no matter what No matter what kind of wind and rain we encounter, we will stick to it there.

Lu Cheng couldn't help but waved his hands at him, then put his hands together in front of his mouth, as if exhausting all his strength, he shouted, "Go back!"

After the words fell, Lu Cheng felt in a trance that he seemed to hear the sound of the white paint peeling off on the wall next to him. He touched his nose involuntarily, and covered his mouth carefully.

Song Moran was taken aback by his unreasonable playing of cards. When he came back to his senses, he felt as if all the lights in the building in front of him had been turned on at once, firmly occupying his heart All the people stood there so delicately, looking at themselves.

Nodding helplessly, Song Moran waved his hand at him, but he couldn't do anything to shout loudly, just standing there quietly has become a unique landscape.

Lu Cheng blinked his eyes in a daze, not knowing what he meant, but the current time did not allow him to think too much, because when he yelled just now, the dimmed light next to him suddenly turned on again .

Lu Cheng glanced around unconsciously, and before the people inside came out, she casually nodded at Song Moran, and then walked inside at an unbelievable speed.

Not long after he left, someone pushed open the door angrily, and his messy hair was randomly tied to one side, but he looked around but did not find the real suspect, so he could only angrily follow his own I walked back the way I came from.

Seeing Lu Cheng's active performance in front of him, Song Moran's eyes became more and more smiling, until finally he saw Lu Cheng's shadow reflected on the window upstairs, and then slowly sat back In the car parked nearby.

"President, Bai Xiaofei's phone number," Assistant Song quietly looked back at Song Moran, who seemed to be half asleep, after walking halfway along the road, and then slowly called out after thinking about it for a long time.

And before his words fell, Song Moran opened his eyes quickly, his eyes were sharp, not hazy like those who just woke up.

He raised his eyebrows at Assistant Song curiously, and really didn't want to say anything more to him, Assistant Song had perfectly understood what he meant.

"He said he has something very important to discuss with you alone, and it's related to Lucheng," Assistant Song coughed lightly, and explained calmly.

Song Moran's expression couldn't help becoming serious, and the aura that had been softened by getting along with Lu Cheng returned to its original point.

"Bring it here," Song Moran said nonchalantly, and Assistant Song quickly handed over the phone.

Song Moran's intention of answering this call was to listen to Bai Xiaofei's explanation. After putting the phone to his ear, he quieted down, looking forward with a blank expression.

"I have received news that Tang Chen is planning to deal with you and Lucheng during this period of time. Can you protect her well?" Bai Xiaofei asked unceremoniously, facing the matter of Lucheng's safety. Never back down!

Hearing Tang Chen's familiar yet unfamiliar name again, Song Moran's brows twitched involuntarily, as if they had returned to the time when the two of them had a quarrel.

The chaotic thoughts were just fleeting, Song Moran stretched out his hand to press the faintly aching veins in his ears, and said calmly, "I'll pay attention, is there anything else?"

Obviously he had achieved his purpose of calling, but Bai Xiaofei didn't know why he was always less determined to hang up the phone.

He didn't speak, Song Moran naturally had nothing to say, sitting beside him with downcast eyes carelessly, with a calm expression on his face.

I don't know how much time has passed, Bai Xiaofei gritted his teeth, and started talking about another topic abruptly, "Has your current company passed that hurdle?"

Holding the originally drowsy eyes, he became sober all of a sudden, but the brightness disappeared in a flash, and then Song Moran returned to his usual state again, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, and he didn't know if he was thinking wearing something.

Although this radiance was only a short second, Assistant Song, who was carefully peeping at his expression, was taken aback. He quickly sat up straight and looked at the whiteness in front of him without moving. It seems that the whole person is stiff.

"Well," Song Moran responded nonchalantly, one eyebrow raised slightly, and his voice was intentionally elongated, as if he was asking what does this have to do with you?