Shining Stars: First Producer

Song Moran seemed to have noticed something, turned around and looked at the figure who stopped suddenly beside him, and said in a flat tone, "What's wrong?"

Lu Cheng hooked the corners of her lips with difficulty, showing a somewhat ugly smirk, "It's nothing."

She shook her head slowly, feeling like a robot, she could even hear the sound of bones rubbing against each other.

After finishing this series of actions, Lu Cheng felt a little regretful.

It should be ugly, Lu Cheng thought in her heart, carefully raised her eyes to peek at Song Moran's performance.

Song Moran wanted to be angry at first, but when he saw her timid performance, his heart softened all of a sudden.

Forget it, don't care about like her, Song Moran thought in his heart, but on the surface he still looked calm, making it hard to figure out his true thoughts.

"Let's go," Song Moran said, turning around and walking forward.

Lu Cheng originally wanted him not to pursue it, but when he saw that he really did not pursue it, she felt a little awkward.

He stomped his feet slightly on the spot, and then slowly followed.

She hadn't slept all night, and was so frightened in the morning, Lu Cheng wanted to go back to her room and have a good sleep, and forget about these things by the way.

But looking at Song Moran who walked in with her, Lu Cheng's heart skipped a beat. For some reason, she had a bad premonition.

"I want to sleep," Lu Cheng said softly, looking at Song Moran.

She used to have round almond eyes, but now it's probably because she didn't sleep all night, the ends of her eyes are a little red, more casually charming than usual.

Song Moran looked at her expressionlessly and kept silent. The atmosphere between the two gradually became depressing.

Lu Cheng was a little restless in such an atmosphere, and his sleepy eyes gradually became clear.

"Can you talk?" Lu Cheng asked cautiously, deeply afraid that Song Moran would ignore her request.

Fortunately, what worried her didn't happen. Song Moran lowered his voice and said, "Will it happen again next time?"

"What?" Lu Cheng didn't quite understand Song Moran's endless way of speaking.

Song Moran seemed to sigh lightly, but before Lu Cheng caught it, he had already returned to his usual serious look.

"That man," he said, looking a little ugly.

As soon as Lin Lance was mentioned, Lu Cheng couldn't help feeling depressed.

She couldn't imagine how a gentleman-like man who knew a lot about art at the beginning suddenly turned into a pervert.

It's as if at the beginning it was just a piece of skin that was peeled off, but later it was just the inside of the skin that was peeled off, making people sick.

"I will definitely stay away from him in the future," Lu Cheng said, wishing to swear by putting his hand next to his ear, to make Song Moran believe in himself.

But such words were obviously not what Song Moran wanted to hear, he frowned and asked, "That's all?"

"Otherwise?" Lu Cheng asked back, looking at Song Moran with blank eyes, not knowing what kind of answer he wanted.

Song Muran stared at her with dim eyes, but even so, Lu Cheng was still as confused as before.

He was suddenly discouraged, and said in a helpless voice, "Next time, don't get too close to strangers outside."

Listening to what he said, Lu Cheng always felt that something was not quite right.

But Song Moran didn't give her time to think, and asked, "Do you remember?"

Lu Cheng Nuonuo nodded, looking very well-behaved.

Some messy hair lay softly around her face, shaking constantly with her movements.

Seeing Lu Cheng's obvious sleepiness, Song Moran turned and left without saying anything.

After he left for a long time, Lu Cheng was lying alone on the soft bed, and suddenly remembered why he felt familiar in the first place.

Because that sentence is what a father often said to his daughter, and she often heard it when she was young.

"Really, is this treating me like a child?" Lu Cheng muttered, seemingly dissatisfied, but the smile on her face showed her good mood no matter what.

In another room separated from her by a wall, Song Moran had a serious expression.

"Go and check someone," he said blankly, "Lin Lance."

Assistant Song didn't ask anything, just nodded in response.

"Ok."

After Assistant Song left the room, Song Moran sat there quietly with long eyes.

After a while, he took out a pair of cufflinks from the side drawer, bright blue gemstones with some curved lines inside, it was the pair she had thrown away before.

After watching quietly for a while, Song Moran stood up calmly, opened the window, and threw it out again.

He didn't know why because he saw Lu Cheng's face was very bad before, so he asked Assistant Song to find him back.

But looking at her attitude towards Lin Lance now, she probably won't think of this pair of cufflinks anymore, Song Moran threw it without any pressure.

And he decided in his heart that he would never tell Lu Cheng about this.

But everything was unpredictable, just as he didn't know that Lu Cheng would know about it in other ways in the future, and laughed at him for many days.

The first real rest in a foreign country, Lu Cheng slept soundly, and when he woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day.

Sunshine persistently peeked outside the curtain, as if trying to wake up Lucheng through the curtain.

But just looking at the time when Lucheng really got up, one can tell that it probably failed.

"Brush it", Lu Cheng pulled up all the curtains, the sun poured down, fell on her face, and there was a part of the bed on the floor.

With the sun shining, it seems that everything is glowing, especially the deer orange.

She fulfilled her promise yesterday very well, and forgot all the bad things after sleeping.

So when she went out the next day, she was full of energy and greeted Song Moran again.

"Good morning!" She smiled like a sunflower under the sun.

Song Moran nodded.

Assistant Song, who was following behind him, silently looked up at the sun that was already empty, and looked at Lu Cheng with complicated eyes.

"You came here to work, not to play." Assistant Song couldn't help but said.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it next time." Lu Cheng felt a little embarrassed when Assistant Song pointed out that she was not doing business properly.

The little face that was originally full of vitality suddenly turned red, like the sunset when the sun was setting, with a faint rouge color.

Assistant Song wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Song Moran's eyes.