Shining Stars: First Producer

"You really understand me," Tang Chen whispered with a faint smile, under the half-covered lens, a dark stream of light quickly flashed across his eyes, with a somewhat ominous feeling.

Bai Xiaofei didn't answer, he took a deep breath, recalled his previous thoughts, and quickly combined the words in his mind.

"Will you help me?" Bai Xiaofei asked expressionlessly.

Hearing Bai Xiaofei's stiff change of topic, Tang Chen's mind quickly flashed a calculation, he pondered for a while, and asked, "How do you want me to help you? Help you hold Song Moran back, or help you find a substitute." Lamb of sin?"

Bai Xiaofei frowned, pulled his hair a little irritably, struggled in his heart for a long time, and asked, "No, I can help you do something to frame Song Moran, but you have to help me send Lucheng abroad. "

Hearing Bai Xiaofei's request, Tang Chen was both surprised and not surprised.

"You will probably be tied to him for the rest of your life," Tang Chen couldn't help but said, recalling everything about Bai Xiaofei, his tone was full of surprise and disbelief.

Hearing this, Bai Xiaofei couldn't help laughing, but when the smile gradually faded, only sadness remained in his heart.

He used to think that he would always be a person with positive energy, and that he would always be able to abide by the agreement with Lucheng, but as time passed bit by bit and life continued to develop, he slowly changed, Become unscrupulous, become strange.

Occasionally, Bai Xiaofei would think of the time with Lucheng's childhood sweetheart, when the sky was still blue, with floating clouds like lava flower candy, and they were still young, with countless time to squander.

Bai Xiaofei couldn't help but fell into his own thoughts, his eyes gradually dimmed.

He squatted in a small corner, wearing a baggy, ill-fitting hospital gown, looking like a beggar from a distance.

Hearing the increasingly rough voice on the other side, Tang Chen had no intention of comforting him, he shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, and hung up the phone neatly.

"Photographer," recalling Bai Xiaofei's occupation, Tang Chen couldn't help but sneered, "Naive artist!"

Not knowing Tang Chen's evaluation of him, Bai Xiaofei didn't even notice whether the phone was hung up, raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks, and then returned to his ward with a calm face.

Although he was confident that he would not show any signs in front of Lu Cheng, he was still a little guilty after doing such a thing for the first time, so he simply stayed alone in the dormitory for a while.

The doctor glanced at Bai Xiaofei who was lying quietly on the hospital bed in surprise, and couldn't help but teased, "Did the sun rise from the west today? Otherwise, why would I see you in the ward!"

Hearing his teasing, Bai Xiaofei rolled his eyes angrily, and complained, "Maybe it's because you were lucky today, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me."

Seeing Bai Xiaofei's look of pride instead of shame, the doctor couldn't help getting goosebumps all over his body, and he shook his shoulders.

"Then should I take advantage of this good luck to buy a lottery ticket?" The doctor gave him an angry look and asked.

Bai Xiaofei's expression remained unchanged, he nodded without hesitation and said, "I think it's fine."

The doctor fell silent, it was the first time he knew that Bai Xiaofei had such a thick skin, he shook his head lightly, he finished his work quickly, then turned and left without hesitation.

But I don't know if it was because he was brainwashed by what Bai Xiaofei said, the doctor passed by a welfare lottery, and walked in involuntarily.

After a while, he held the freshly baked lottery ticket in his hand, and his eyes were full of dumbfounding.

The time was ticking and ticking, I don't know when it started, the snow outside had begun to melt, Bai Xiaofei had already been discharged from the hospital, and the wound on Lu Cheng's body had almost healed.

"Finally I'm going to be discharged from the hospital," Lu Cheng couldn't help but sighed softly, raised his hand and touched his nose, and said to himself with great distress, "Otherwise, I will soon be disinfected by the strong disinfection in this hospital." The taste of the water is assimilated."

Hearing the complaints in his mouth, a smile flashed across Bai Xiaofei's eyes, took a deep breath on purpose, and said solemnly, "I smell it."

"What?" Lu Cheng didn't realize what Bai Xiaofei meant, and asked in a low voice with some doubts.

"I smell the strong smell of disinfectant on your body," Bai Xiaofei stood up straight with a smile, and said in a low voice.

It was only then that Lu Cheng came to his senses, glared at him dumbfounded, and turned around to pack his things.

"Where are you going?" Song Moran asked in a low voice.

If according to Song Moran's own thoughts, he would like to take Lucheng back to his home directly, because this time the car accident made him attach great importance to Lucheng's health, and also made him very afraid that Lucheng would encounter such a situation again. things,
But thinking about the conversation between Lu Cheng and himself before, with the tip of his tongue lightly pressing against the palate, Song Moran slowly relaxed, pretending to respect Lu Cheng's thoughts.

"Go..." Unaware of the sentimentality in Song Moran's heart, Lu Cheng was about to explain the address of the house he was renting, but just after he said a word, he suddenly remembered what happened before he left.

At that time, she was carrying the suitcase, thinking that she would never return to this city, so she simply returned the rented house, packed up and sold the other things, and now the only thing left is his carry-on luggage .

No... Lu Cheng paused, his small suitcase seemed to have disappeared in the first car accident.

If Lu Cheng hadn't been in the hospital for such a long time, he might have experienced the feeling of living on the street long ago. This kind of recognition made Lu Cheng's face very ugly. She was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice with some helplessness, " I have nowhere to go now."

Seeing Lu Cheng's aggrieved face, Song Moran couldn't help curling the corners of his lips, and said cheerfully, "Stay with me!"

Lu Cheng glanced at him, shook his head and refused without thinking, and said, "No..."

But he was interrupted by Song Moran before he finished speaking. He frowned and explained in a low voice, "It's not what you imagined. The old house has a lot of empty rooms and a complete set of servants, which is good for maintaining a healthy body."

I have to admit that Lu Cheng's heart was a little moved, but the inner reserve kept pulling him, so he didn't dare to nod easily.

Being able to easily detect Lu Cheng's thoughts, Song Moran curled his lips and continued talking about the benefits of the old house.