Shining Stars: First Producer

As if, as if he was an extremely hypocritical person, Bai Xiaofei pursed his lips, and such a thought quickly flashed across his mind.

"Of course not," he retorted subconsciously, and his fingers on the table curled up unconsciously twice, like an instinctive reaction when touching an extremely hot object.

Tang Chen glanced at him with a smile, he knew exactly what was going on in his heart, but he didn't seem to expose him, instead he nodded solemnly.

"It's great that you can think like this," Tang Chen agreed with a chuckle, looking at Bai Xiaofei with incomparably soft eyes, "I only hope that you can do what you promised."

"Time and place," Bai Xiaofei asked with a calm tone.

After Tang Chen exposed it without hesitation just now, he seems to have let go of a certain persistence in his heart, but his heart for Lu Cheng is the same as before.

"Whatever you want," Tang Chen's eyes involuntarily lit up when he heard such an answer, and he looked at Bai Xiaofei with burning eyes, "Call me when the time comes, and I will arrange everything."

"Understood," Bai Xiaofei nodded, stretched out his hand to pick up the coffee in front of him and drank it down, even though the extremely bitter taste continued to spread in his mouth, his face did not change at all.

Seeing his actions like this, Tang Chen seemed to be aware of the change in his mind, and he couldn't help feeling a little more emotional and admiring when he looked at her.

"Don't worry, you will get what you want," Tang Chen stood up and patted his shoulder, and said nonchalantly, "Okay, I have other things to arrange, so I'll leave first."

Bai Xiaofei didn't respond with any movements, and he didn't care too much. He shrugged his shoulders indifferently, put his finger next to his ear and made a gesture of making a phone call at him, then turned around and left in a graceful manner.

He didn't even know that the person he thought was the most reliable pillar had been instigated by Tang Chen, and now Lu Cheng happened to be talking to Song Moran with a smile on his face.

Lu Cheng was bored looking through the photographs of Bai Xiaofei found on the computer screen, and was involuntarily attracted by those wonderful scenes that he had never seen before, and at the same time asked casually, "Do you have a lot of schedule tomorrow? ?”

"What's wrong?" Song Moran said while signing the last word on the document.

"It's nothing, just ask casually," Lu Cheng said nonchalantly, he was clearly telling the truth, but to Song Moran's ears, it sounded like a forced smile.

"If you have any ideas, just say it," Song Moran gently put the pen on the table, got up and walked to Lu Cheng's side, put his hands on the table next to her, and leaned close to her in a gesture of enveloping her. asked softly in his ear.

The wet heat hit her earlobe openly, which made Lu Cheng feel a little uncomfortable, and he subconsciously dodged aside.

"Speak well," but soon, Lu Cheng realized that simply avoiding the problem would not solve the problem at all. He couldn't help but sighed a long time, stretched out a hand to press in front of Song Moran, He said it funny and helpless.

Song Moran shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, stood up straight with some reluctance, and stretched out his hand to pull the chair next to him.

"Tomorrow's itinerary," Song Moran leaned on the back of the chair, stretched out his hand to press the corners of his sore eyes, and said in thought, "I don't have anything to do tomorrow afternoon, I can accompany you if there is anything you want to do you together."

If Assistant Song heard Song Moran's casual tone now, he would definitely not be able to help but shoot him in the head. At the same time, he couldn't restrain his inner impulse to remind him of his suppressed schedule and rejected meeting.

But at this moment, he was not here, and because of this, Lu Cheng had no idea of ​​the trouble Song Moran's understated tone caused to other people, and accepted his answer very happily.

"Then after the dinner party is over tomorrow, go shopping with me," Lu Cheng was reminded by Song Moran, but instead brought up the idea of ​​wandering outside, thought for a while, and said tentatively.

"Of course." Song Moran nodded without hesitation, and agreed to his request. However, after quickly passing through the mode of getting along with Lu Cheng in his mind, Song Moran suddenly found that the two of them were in love with each other. It seems that there are only endless street scenes among the personal memories outside.

Such cognition and memory made him involuntarily entangled, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he had discovered something that he didn't know how to solve.

But Lu Cheng, who was sitting next to him, was completely unaware of Song Moran's entanglement and inability to figure it out. He recalled in his heart the crispness of his answer just now, his eyes rolled quickly, and almost immediately there was something else in his heart. idea.

"Then go to the amusement park?" Lu Cheng asked tentatively, remembering the places that would always appear repeatedly in the movie.

"Amusement park?" Song Moran repeated the term subconsciously, and the gathered children and their screams involuntarily appeared in his mind, and his face immediately turned green and white, which was very ugly.

Although Lu Cheng already guessed the answer he might have when he made such a proposal again, but when he really saw his hesitation and reluctance, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

She couldn't help curling her lips, and said in a somewhat dejected manner, "Okay, okay, I knew you wouldn't agree, I wouldn't have said it if I knew it, but it's a very good thing to be able to go shopping together. "

Lu Cheng's mood was constantly changing, and at the same time, her tone of voice was also constantly changing.

Song Moran couldn't find any chance to intervene, so he just watched Lu Cheng continue talking on his own, feeling a little helpless in his heart, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

When she finally calmed down, Song Moran unconsciously reached out and wiped his forehead, as if wiping his cold sweat.

Lu Cheng inadvertently turned around and saw such a scene, and immediately felt a little unhappy in her heart. She couldn't help but snorted coldly, glared at Song Moran, and asked viciously, "Am I being difficult to deal with?" ?”

Song Moran suddenly heard her question that was a thousand miles away from the discussion center just now, and couldn't help but froze for a moment, unable to react for a while.