Shining Stars: First Producer

There was no intention of stopping along the way. Assistant Song hurriedly walked out of the laboratory that made him unbearably angry, and then stopped, breathing in the fresh air outside, and took a long breath of relief.

Assistant Song stood at the door and turned his head to look inside. He could not help but feel his scalp tingle as he could see the machine glowing with cold light. He subconsciously walked a few steps outside.

"What a weirdo!" Assistant Song muttered in a low voice, squeezed the things in his hand, turned and left, without any desire to turn around.

Song Moran, who was sitting in the car, finally received the message from Assistant Song and the test results. His eyes paused a couple of times on the words "enjoyment, distraction, and fascination," and he laughed abruptly.

"This is really interesting," Song Moran sighed slowly, but the brilliant light in his eyes made it clear that the interest in his mouth is not the same as the interest in people's usual meaning A meaning.

The driver driving in front couldn't help but stiffen when he heard Song Moran's laughter. He was even more cautious in his actions, for fear that he might offend Song Moran.

Although Lu Cheng was sleeping, she instinctively sensed the temperature change around her, and she couldn't help shrinking to the side, her eyelashes fluttered twice, as if she was about to wake up.

Hearing the yelling from the side, Song Moran reacted all of a sudden, restrained his unconscious coldness, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder.

"Go to sleep," Song Moran said in a low voice, with an extremely pampering tone.

But Lu Cheng did not fall into a deep sleep again as she thought, but opened her eyes firmly, and asked, "Did something happen?"

Song Moran raised his eyebrows in surprise, looked at Lu Cheng who was still stretching out his hands and rubbing his eyes, shook his head gently, and comforted, "Nothing happened, and there is still some time before the destination , you can sleep a little longer."

Lu Cheng was completely awake at this time, covered her hand with her hands and yawned softly, and said softly, "You are in a bad mood, something must have happened."

Song Moran lowered his head and could see the slight glistening moisture on her thick and curly eyelashes, his heart moved, and after a while he asked calmly, "Why do you think I'm in a bad mood?"

He really wanted to know the answer to this question, because no one had ever expressed his mood in such a precise tone before.

Probably because Song Moran always has a straight face on weekdays and doesn't change much in his expression. Everyone who wants to know his current mood can only observe through a pair of sharp eyes, but this is also Something few people have the courage to do.

Lu Cheng looked up at him, and complained with some dissatisfaction, "This is an obvious thing, are you in a good mood now?"

Hearing this, Song Moran couldn't help but fell silent for a while. He didn't know how to answer Lu Cheng's question.

For Song Moran's silence, Lu Cheng didn't have any other reaction, but reached out and patted his cheek, trying to make himself more awake.

Watching all his movements quietly, Song Moran let out a long and abrupt sigh, and said with a bit of helplessness, "Well, I admit that I'm not in a good mood."

"Can you tell me why?" Lu Cheng looked up at him seriously and asked.

Song Moran frowned, not wanting to cover up something for Bai Xiaofei, but also afraid that after he said it directly, Lu Cheng couldn't accept it, and his expression suddenly became a little tangled.

Lu Cheng misunderstood his expression, and a disappointment flashed across his eyes, and he put his arms around his shoulders as if nothing had happened, and comforted him, "Although I don't know what happened, I believe that things will pass soon of."

Song Moran hugged her back, and his fluffy hair rubbed against his neck twice. He was so moved by her understanding, but disgusted by Bai Xiaofei.

He didn't believe that Bai Xiaofei didn't know what Lucheng might encounter after this matter was completed, but he still did it, at least he planned to do it!
Deeply closing his eyes, Song Moran suppressed all the dissatisfaction in his heart and the fierce light in his eyes, and when he faced Lu Cheng again, he looked as usual again.

"I'm just thinking about how to tell you," Song Moran gently pushed her away after hugging her quietly for a while, and said with a slight smile.

"Oh," Lu Cheng nodded when he realized that his sadness at the beginning was unnecessary at all, and embarrassment followed immediately.

Song Moran could see the tips of her ears that were already blushing, and there was a little more smile in her eyes.

"Don't look at me like that," Lu Cheng couldn't help but glared at Song Moran with a hot face, and said coquettishly.

But in Song Muran's eyes, that look was more like the autumn wave she handed over, with a few sparkling ripples.

With a light cough, Song Moran restrained the smile on his face, and asked solemnly, "Do you still remember what Bai Xiaofei did today?"

Nodding in a daze, Lu Cheng had a bad premonition in his heart. He reached out and brushed the messy hair around his face, and asked with a dry smile, "What? Does what you want to say have anything to do with him?"

Being able to clearly feel Lu Cheng's resistance, Song Moran lowered his eyes, sighed helplessly, and said, "It's really related to him, I don't know if you want to listen."

Lu Cheng fell into silence for a while, the battle between heaven and man is now in his mind, there are very good reasons for whether to listen or not to listen, he can only wander on both sides like a tumbler, but there is always no way to truly Determined.

Seeing Lu Cheng like this, Song Moran didn't have any intention of urging her, but just sat there quietly, waiting for her answer.

Because he believed that Lu Cheng's final answer would not surprise him.

Beforehand, she quickly slipped away amidst Lu Cheng's constant entanglement, and the scene on the roadside gradually became familiar, and she really made a decision.

Lu Cheng stretched out his hand and tugged at Song Moran's sleeve, the black cuff buttons now reflected his expression, although he was expecting, but also had a bit of resignation and helplessness.

"I want to know," Lu Cheng quietly looked at Song Moran with his head down, took a deep breath, and said loudly.