Shining Stars: First Producer

The object of the teasing remained unresponsive, which quickly made them feel that something was wrong.

Slowly quiet down, you look at me and I look at you, and finally someone said worriedly, "Sister Lu, are you in a bad mood?"

"No," Lu Cheng pretended to be innocent and said with a smile.

The things inside are so complicated that even she can't figure it out.

Aware of her lack of cooperation in her soft tone, the few of them didn't say anything, and calmed down.

But under such deliberate silence, Lu Cheng became more and more uncomfortable.

She sighed, and asked hesitantly, "If, I mean, if, I leave the program group, will you be sad?"

"Are you leaving?" Colleague A asked with a raised voice, his eyes widened.

Sensing the eyes looking from all directions, Lu Cheng gritted his teeth, lowered his voice and emphasized, "I mean if."

"Of course!" The colleague replied without thinking, "You are the one who brought us all the way to the present. Without you, there would be no column team!"

Lu Cheng didn't expect that he had such a high status in her heart, and his eyes were a little sour for no reason.

"I haven't been here for a month yet, besides, there might be someone else without me." When Lu Cheng spoke, her voice was very nasal, as if she was acting like a spoiled child.

Colleague A looked at her in surprise, and blocked all Lu Cheng's prepared words in one sentence, "But in fact it is you, and no one else!"

"Is that so?" Lu Cheng pondered in her heart, she thought she already had her own ideas about the future.

After one thing was figured out, the whole person seemed much refreshed, at least Lu Cheng now had the energy to watch those semi-finished films again.

At the same time, Lu Xi was drunk in the bar again, but she heard something that made her face change on the spot.

"How could it be possible for Luyuan to be back in Lucheng's hands?" She paced back and forth, her tone was filled with disbelief and unwillingness.

At the beginning, she exchanged the deer park for money, just to see that she could not make ends meet. Later, when she heard that the deer park had changed hands, she even lamented with others that it was so.

Later, Luyuan stood up again, but because it was no longer her own property, she didn't pay much attention to it.

Who would have known how Lucheng transformed into the owner of Luyuan again.

"Maybe it was exchanged for something," the woman standing next to her said cautiously, but the malicious speculation in her words was shocking.

And what else can a woman with nothing to exchange for? Needless to say, Lu Xi understood what she meant.

Thinking along this line of thought, Lu Xi stroked his chin, feeling more and more that this was the truth.

"You're right," Lu Xi glanced at her approvingly, "I didn't expect such a proud Lu Cheng to become what he is now."

Lu Xi pretended to be emotional, but anyone could hear the malice in that tone.

"Yeah, it's really a turn of events, let's see if she can maintain that haughty look." The woman quickly agreed.

There was a feeling in her heart that she had caught Lu Cheng's weakness, and Lu Xi finally calmed down.

In the end, she just couldn't see that Lu Cheng had a better life than herself!

"Here, we can add something more," Lu Orange kept sliding the mouse arrow on the screen, while talking to the person next to him while tilting his head.

"Okay," the man was also good-tempered, and when he heard Lu Cheng say this, he nodded and agreed without asking.

His cooperation made Lu Cheng a little embarrassed, pursed his lips, and said: "It's not bad for you to do that before, but the turning point is a bit blunt, and the audience's sense of substitution will be less."

"Understood, thank you, Sister Lu," the grinning answer was mixed with a hint of imperceptible affection.

But such a euphemistic expression is of no use to Shang Lucheng, she doesn't seem to have this string at all.

So, seeing that the man hadn't left, she couldn't help asking in doubt, "Is there anything else you want?"

"No, no more!" The man blushed all of a sudden, said dryly with some disappointment, and turned to leave.

Of course, all his performances were watched by others, and as soon as he returned to his position, his voice was suppressed and made fun of by others.

"Why are you so timid?"

"Sister Lu didn't notice it at all."

"Stop talking," the man's face turned from red to white, seeing what they were saying became more and more exaggerated, he interrupted unbearably, "I didn't intend to tell her from the beginning."

"Yo, it turns out to be a lover!"

Just as he was talking, the man felt that his sleeve was pulled vigorously, and he almost fell face down on the table.

"What are you doing?" The man sat up straight and said angrily.

The companion did not speak, but kept moving his eyes.

The man didn't understand what the companion meant at all, and said in a strange tone, "What do you mean? Itchy eyes?"

The companion shook his head feebly, quietly.

Just when the man was feeling puzzled, he suddenly heard footsteps slowly approaching behind him.

He turned his head stiffly, and saw Song Moran standing behind him expressionlessly.

"Hello, President," the man said dryly, praying in his heart that the president would not care about such trivial things as talking at work.

But Song Moran's cold words broke his fantasy.

"Absent during work hours, be careful next time." Song Moran said coldly, looking at the man with even less warmth in his eyes.

"It won't happen in the future," the man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Well," Song Moran walked past him and walked inside.

Lu Cheng had noticed his arrival a long time ago, but she didn't open her mouth until the things on hand were finished.

"President," Lu Cheng stood up, looking at Song Moran with relaxed eyes.

Frowning, Song Moran felt that something was out of control, but this feeling passed by in a flash, and he didn't care.

Song Moran's gaze flashed across Lu Cheng's messy table, skipped over the notebook full of tiny handwriting, skipped over the colorful marks on the screen, and finally landed on Lu Cheng's face.

"Assistant Song, give her the things." Song Moran said.

"Miss Lu, here." Assistant Song took two steps forward with a low eyebrow, and handed over the thing he had been holding in his hand.

"What is this?" Lu Cheng took it in a daze.

"Are you going to transfer me away? Emotional column group?" Lu Cheng finished reading the things at a glance, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

"Well," Assistant Song said softly, seeing that Song Moran had no intention of speaking.

"Joke!" Lu Cheng's chest kept rising and falling, and it took a long time to hold back such a word.