Shining Stars: First Producer

"I got it wrong," Lu Cheng told himself, and he had no intention of going out for a walk at all.

She lay down slowly, with the thin cup lightly placed on her body, obviously the weight could not be felt at all, but Lu Cheng felt a little out of breath.

"What's wrong with me?" The heart started beating irregularly for no reason, and Lu Cheng's doubts gradually increased.

Under such circumstances, she couldn't help but think of Song Moran.

Just do it!Under the control of this inexplicable and very urgent emotion in her heart, Lu Cheng suddenly turned over from the bed.

She threw the phone aside before going to bed, and when she turned it on, the screen showed three o'clock in the morning.

Looking at the time, Lu Cheng hesitated involuntarily, "It's already late, do you really want to call him?"

She pulled out Song Moran's address book, and kept clicking on it with her fingers, but she couldn't make up her mind.

While she was hesitating, the group of people had slowly focused their attention on this room.

"Boss, I've checked everything else, and now there's only one room left," someone hurriedly ran over to report, with a wicked look that made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Is there only the last one left?" The boss asked involuntarily, then stood up and walked over there eagerly.

"I'll open the door later, you go in carefully, try to tie her up when she doesn't notice," the boss ordered, not caring whether the people around him heard clearly, he coughed twice and opened the door go inside.

It was probably because there had never been any mistakes before, and Lu Cheng had never experienced such a thing before. Although he had the awareness of self-protection, he didn't take it seriously.

What's more, in her own home, she thought it was absolutely safe. Under the control of such thoughts, she didn't lock the bedroom door at all.

The boss just pushed lightly tentatively, and the door creaked, and a small gap was pushed open.

Such a voice suddenly came out in the quiet night, Lu Cheng couldn't help being excited, and subconsciously turned around to look at the place where the voice came from.

At the same time, because of the trembling just now, her finger fell down involuntarily, and it just landed on the number on the screen that she had already been familiar with for a long time.

But Lu Cheng didn't notice this at all, she threw the phone aside casually in a hurry, and didn't hear a man's voice on the other end of the phone soon.

"Lu Cheng?" Song Moran's voice was a little puzzled, and there was a bit of sleepiness from just waking up from a dream, which sounded particularly confusing.

But obviously not many people heard this sentence, Lu Cheng was in a hurry to hide now, looking left and right to find a suitable place, and didn't even know that the call had been dialed.

Lu Cheng is very sure that he should be the only one here, but the sound of pushing the door that he suddenly remembered just now is not fake, not to mention that a bright light suddenly appeared in the darkness of the room, and now it is really appearing in Lu Cheng in front of.

With her heart beating wildly, Lu Cheng forced herself to calm down, looking for a suitable opportunity.

And at this moment outside, everyone's eyes were focused on the door that was pushed open.

The boss froze for a moment, then pretended to be innocent, pushed the door open and walked inside. At the same time, he turned around and looked at the people behind him, and said coldly, "You guys are still not following, pay attention to keeping your voice down."

He thought that Lu Cheng was still in a deep sleep at this time, so a slight movement would not wake her up at all.

But he forgot that Lu Cheng might have been awake from the beginning, and he could hear what he just said clearly in his heart.

"A man's voice," Lu Cheng immediately defined in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to take out his phone, but found nothing.

It was only then that she remembered that the phone had just been thrown aside casually by herself. Thinking of this, Lu Cheng couldn't help having fun, "If I knew something like this would happen, I might as well have called Song Moran just now."

But time won't turn back, listening to the chaotic footsteps, Lu Cheng shrank himself deeper in, and immediately gave up the plan to go out secretly to get the phone back.

The group of people came in full of ambition, thinking that they were just coming here for a formality, and the deer orange was like meat on the chopping board, there was nowhere to escape.

But they didn't expect that after they walked in, there was nothing on the bed they saw.

As soon as the boss's eyes changed, the originally suppressed hostility was released involuntarily, and his body smelled of blood.

"Are you sure there are no other rooms?" The boss asked, and at the same time couldn't help but walk around and look around, trying to find the clues he wanted in these furnishings.

"I'm sure," the others couldn't figure it out, "Could it be that she didn't come home today?"

Hearing this idea, the boss couldn't help but frowned, "Didn't you go home?"

He pondered for a while, and walked quickly to the bed, placing his palm on the bed that Lu Cheng had just been lying on, and after a while, he snorted coldly.

"The bed is still warm. It hasn't been long since she left. Take a look at the side, maybe you're hiding by the side," the boss ordered with a blank expression.

On the other hand, he walked slowly to the window next to him, opened the curtains, and looked at the tightly closed window, he was even more sure of his thoughts.

"Be careful, she must be in this room," he said, feeling the cool wind blowing from behind, couldn't help but take a long breath.

Then he casually lit a cigarette, his expression intoxicated, and he spit out a smoke ring from time to time.

Listening to the sound of rummaging outside, Lu Cheng's back was covered in cold sweat. She tightly held the clothes hanging next to her with both hands, not knowing what she should do now.

It's not feasible to stay here like this. There are not many things in the bedroom, Lu Cheng thought, they will search here soon, and then he must be doomed.

But he threw the only mobile phone that could help him get out of trouble outside. Thinking of this, a trace of despair flashed across Lu Cheng's eyes.

"Boss, here is a mobile phone." Someone seemed to have found some evidence, and handed over the mobile phone excitedly, with a flattering expression.

The boss didn't stretch out his hand, just looked at it casually and wanted to wave his hand to let him throw it aside.