Shining Stars: First Producer

"I thought I could do it at first, but now I realize that I was wrong," Lu Cheng pursed her lips, and said with a serious face, "I probably will never be able to explain clearly in front of you."

"Have you finally given up on sophistry?" Assistant Song couldn't help looking at Lu Cheng's eyes with a little more complacency and a faint disdain, and asked quickly.

"Whatever you think," Lu Cheng took a deep breath, slowly suppressed the anger in her heart, and said as calmly as possible.

Seeing that Lu Cheng stood up expressionlessly and walked straight to the door, Assistant Song couldn't help but frowned, and asked with some doubts, "Where are you going?"

"President's office," Lu Cheng said without looking back, "Didn't you say that? Are you lying to me?"

"Of course not," Assistant Song quickly denied, and stood there for a while, seeing that Lu Cheng's voice was about to disappear in front of him, he clicked his tongue lightly, and quickly followed.

All the people I met on the road watched Lu Cheng walk in front with a blank expression on his face, exuding an unfriendly aura all over his body, while Assistant Song, who has always been kind to others, silently followed behind, with a bad expression on his face.

"This direction is to the president's office," someone said softly, raising his hand and quietly pointing to the top of his head, "Is there something happening in the company?"

"You think too much," said an old man from the company who happened to pass by with a blank expression and a very firm tone.

"Why am I thinking too much? We all know that Assistant Song has been helping the president with some work matters, and we all know Lu Cheng's ability. When the three of them get together, what other things can they do besides work?" The person who spoke at the beginning spoke a little indignantly.

"A man and a woman, apart from business matters, of course there are also private matters," the man said with a complicated expression.

"Personal matters?" the man couldn't help asking back, after a while, he suddenly thought of something in the real person's meaningful gaze, unconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth, and said to himself in a daze, "I probably know. "

Looking at each other, everyone reached a consensus without saying a word, and decided to lie dormant quietly during this day, absolutely not causing any trouble.

"What can I do for you?" Lu Cheng didn't knock on the door at all, just pushed the door open and walked in, asking with a blank expression.

Assistant Song originally wanted to go in behind Lu Cheng, but Song Moran's inadvertent look over him made him dispel this idea all of a sudden.

Assistant Song's expression changed, and he obediently retreated from behind Lu Cheng, and closed the door behind them.

Lu Cheng was shocked by the sudden sound of closing the door, her fingers trembled unconsciously, and it took a while for her to calm down slowly.

"May I ask what you want from me?" Lu Cheng asked again, "I still have some work to do."

Listening to Lu Cheng's businesslike tone, Song Moran's expression kept changing, and he looked at him with complicated eyes.

When the weightless gaze fell on Lu Cheng's body, it seemed to weigh a thousand gold, which made his fingers tremble even more unconsciously, and he subconsciously turned his head to the side, avoiding Song Moran's gaze.

His eyes slowly fell on Lu Cheng's small but obvious movements, Lanzhou couldn't help but smiled wryly, and asked with some doubts, "What do you mean? Are you in a hurry to go back to work? There is nothing between the two of us." Can you tell me?"

It was the first time I heard Song Moran speak in such a tone, and Lu Cheng's heartstrings couldn't help trembling, as if a cold and sharp blade was gently slashing across it.

"I didn't mean that," Lu Cheng lowered his head gently, and muttered to himself.

"But this is the feeling you give me," Song Moran said expressionlessly.
After these words fell, neither of them spoke again, and the empty office seemed particularly silent, and they couldn't even hear each other's breathing clearly.

Lu Cheng's mood is complicated, various emotions such as grievance and regret are entangled together, as if someone has connected them into a rope bit by bit, and there is no place where they can be separated at all.
How can you not be wronged?Song Moran's words seemed to attribute all the faults to himself, but Lu Cheng's thoughts were completely opposite.

Naturally, there are regrets, and now he didn't make it clear to Song Moran at the beginning that he regretted that he still couldn't take the step of asking for peace...

I don't know how long it took, Lu Cheng slowly suppressed the complexity in her heart, looked up at Song Moran expressionlessly, and asked pretendingly indifferently, "Why did you call me here? "

"Is this the answer you gave me after thinking for so long?" Song Moran couldn't believe what he heard, his eyes widened indecently, and he asked.

Song Moran originally thought that after what he said just now, Lu Cheng would be able to reflect on his previous behavior and think about their future, but he never thought that Lu Cheng would still say those irrelevant nonsense after being quiet for so long.

Lu Cheng didn't know why he was so angry suddenly, blinked his eyes in a daze, and looked up at him.

"What?" Lu Cheng asked unconsciously, looking at Song Moran full of doubts.

When he looked up and saw Lu Cheng's autumn-like eyes and his little self reflected in them, Song Moran lost his voice inexplicably. He took a deep breath and his expression gradually calmed down.

"Where did you go this afternoon?" Song Moran asked blankly.

"How did you know I was out?" Lu Cheng couldn't help but asked back, but didn't take it seriously, and said disapprovingly, "Bai Xiaofei invited me to visit his current shooting."

"So you just passed without even thinking about it?" Song Moran sneered and asked.

"What's your tone?" Lu Cheng couldn't help but change his face, and asked a little irritably.

"Aren't you busy with work, don't you even have time to talk to me?" Song Moran looked at him expressionlessly, and asked, "Why did he invite you and just go over? Now he tells me that there is work to be done? "

"I..." Lu Cheng didn't expect that a trivial matter in her opinion would cause Song Moran's resentment so much, her lips parted slightly, and she felt inexplicably at a loss.

"What about you?" Song Moran didn't intend to just let him go, and continued to ask without hesitation, as if he had no intention of pity and pity at all.