Shining Stars: First Producer

"Don't worry, it's just that there are some small things that need to be changed," Tang Chen added with a smile after testing Mu Xiang calmly.

Nodding with pursed lips, Mu Xiang was really relieved, as long as he didn't change everything drastically, he felt that he could accept it.

"Here, here..." According to his own memory, Tang Chen said little by little what he felt dissatisfied with.

With the passage of time, there was a very obvious contrast between the expressions of the two people. Mu Xiang's face became more and more serious, while Tang Chen always kept smiling like that.

After receiving some information from friends, the director has been trying to draw new conclusions based on this information.

But there has been no result, and there are still too few things to say, so he doesn't know how to think at all.

"Sister Lu," the director unconsciously dialed Lu Cheng's phone, the director's voice was somewhat dull, "I can't find anything else."

Lu Cheng nodded, and could hear the strong self-doubt in the director's tone, unconsciously lowered his voice, and said, "It's okay, you don't have to think too much."

With a long sigh, Lu Cheng's words didn't make the director feel much better, and he said in a deep voice, "But Sister Lu, we can't find anything now."

The director's tone is deep self-doubt, he feels like a paper tiger now, he doesn't even need other people's fingers, just a light gust of wind can blow him around in a circle.

Lu Cheng couldn't help frowning at his words, feeling a little at a loss, subconsciously raised his eyes to Song Moran.

"What?" Seeing the change in Lu Cheng's expression, Song Moran asked softly.

Taking the phone away, Lu Cheng stretched out his hand to cover the position of the microphone, puffed his cheeks and said, "The director's current state is a bit unstable, I don't know how to comfort him."

Listening to Lu Cheng's continuous narration, Song Moran frowned, and stretched out his hand to signal Lu Cheng to put the phone in his palm.

Her eyes widened. Although she didn't know what kind of method Song Moran had, Lu Cheng subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister Lu, in the hands of the leading actor, I don't know what I can do now when I can't find a substitute." Not knowing that the person on the other end of the phone has changed, the director is still chattering in his heart not stable.

Listening to the words that seemed to have completely lost all confidence, Song Moran frowned, and interrupted the director's complaint in a deep voice.

"The company is still here, and I'm still here," Song Moran said softly, with the same expression on his face and no change in his tone.

But such a short sentence can make people hear the strong self-confidence contained in it.

The deep male voice from the other end of the phone made the director involuntarily stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted.

"President," he shouted, as if he had also been infected with the strong self-confidence, and said softly, "I see."

After saying this sentence, the director seemed to have returned to his usual state, speaking clearly.

"The director of Tang Chen's program is a personality who has just made some fame in the circle, and his starring role is Su Xiaoyue," the director calmly listed out the news he knew one by one.

"Su Xiaoyue?" Hearing this familiar name, Lu Cheng asked subconsciously.

"Yes," the director nodded and explained, "When Tangchen was in the company in the oak barrel, she also left with him, but now there are not many people in Tangchen who can stand on the stage, and Su Xiaoyue is the one in it. Outstanding."

Listening to the director's explanation, Lu Cheng nodded, as if many things flashed through her mind for a moment, but when she really wanted to catch them, she couldn't catch anything.

Su Xiaoyue seemed to have disappeared in front of Lu Cheng for a long time, so long that she would feel at a loss when she remembered this person.

"Does she have the same style as Lin Chengcheng?" Lu Cheng asked subconsciously without even knowing what she wanted to do.

It seemed that they couldn't figure out why Lu Cheng would suddenly ask such a question. The director asked, "Sister Lu, did you think of something?"

Lu Cheng hesitated, shook his head and nodded again, and said after a while, "It's nothing, I was just asking casually."

With Nuonuo's nod, the director easily believed what Lu Cheng said, and hung up the phone after saying a few more words.

Unlike the director, Song Moran was sitting next to Lu Cheng, and he could see the obvious expression changes on her face as soon as he lowered his head. It was precisely because of this that Song Moran didn't believe her excuse to ask casually.

He didn't notice Song Moran's scrutinizing eyes all the time. After hanging up the phone, Lu Cheng was in a daze. His eyes were not bright, and he stared outside blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Do you suspect that what Lin Chengcheng encountered is related to Su Xiaoyue?" Song Moran asked in a sudden and deep voice amidst the silence.

Awakened by the sound that suddenly came to his ears, Lu Cheng curled his lips with some difficulty, and shook his head hesitantly.

"I don't have any evidence," Lu Cheng said, with a bit of helplessness in his voice, "and this may just be my random imagination for a while."

"Well," the director nodded slightly, his eyes flickered, and he said, "I will investigate this matter clearly."

He didn't scoff at Lu Cheng's premonitions that he didn't know where they came from, but really wanted to help Lu Cheng figure this out.

Lu Cheng couldn't help but be moved by Song Moran like this, pursed his lips, but finally couldn't restrain his inner impulse, turned around and fell into Song Moran's arms.

But despite being somewhat unable to restrain himself, Lu Cheng unconsciously relaxed his movements when he was about to get close to Song Moran.

Lu Cheng didn't even notice such subconscious little actions, but Song Moran noticed and remembered them all.

A smile flashed across his eyes, and Song Moran put his hands on Lu Cheng's thin shoulders, and hugged her tightly with his hands.

Feeling the bones under his hands, Song Moran's expression became a little uncomfortable.

"Too thin," Song Moran said in a deep voice with no expression on his face.

Lu Cheng was taken aback by his sudden utterance, her body moved uncontrollably, the already protruding bones gently rubbed against Song Moran's palm, successfully making his eyes deeper .