Shining Stars: First Producer

Standing firmly outside, feeling the cool wind that seemed to blow from all directions, Su Xiaoyue's face turned pale.

There was only one door separated from the gloomy sky outside and the feasting lights on the inside, Su Xiaoyue felt in her heart that she should turn around and go in again now, but even though such thoughts kept popping up in her mind, she still stood there all the time.

"It's boring," Su Xiaoyue said with emotion. The sight of seeing Lin Lance leave just now made her involuntarily think of the time when she chased Song Moran hard.

But no matter what time it was, she seemed to be the one waiting behind, watching them leave.

His fingers dug into the palm of his hand fiercely, and the long nails pierced the delicate skin, but as if he didn't feel anything, he stood there for a long time as if nothing had happened, and then slowly turned and left.

After staying at Song Moran's house for a day, Lu Cheng insisted on going home in the evening.

Seeing Lu Cheng's unusual persistence, Song Moran frowned, and stretched out his hand in Assistant Song's direction.

Without him saying anything, Assistant Song quickly handed over the mobile phone that was no different from Lucheng's current mobile phone.

"Here," Song Moran said in a deep voice, praising the Lord, and put the phone in her palm without knowing why.

"What does this mean?" Su Xiaoyue frowned, really couldn't tell the difference from the two identical phones.

"Miss Lu," Assistant Song took a step forward, and said under Song Moran's gesture, "This phone has been remodeled..."

Assistant Song said a lot, but Lu Cheng still half-understood, and his blank eyes didn't change in any way.

"..." Assistant Song sighed helplessly, quite at a loss. This was a situation that did not occur to him when he was dealing with very serious work.

Song Moran looked at Lu Cheng's sluggish expression, and said in a cold voice impatiently, "Take it."

He didn't have anything to explain at all, but Lu Cheng moved like a conditioned reflex, squeezed the phone tightly, and looked at him obediently.

All the way back to the original place without a word, you are always surprised to see the room that has been tidied up, the decorations that were taken away have now been put on new ones, and the messy room has been tidied up .

"Did you send someone to clean this up?" Lu Cheng asked with a smile after seeing every room in surprise.

Song Moran's eyes flashed across Assistant Song's face, and he nodded slightly without any change in expression.

Seeing a man and a woman who seemed to have a lot to say in front of them, Assistant Song took two steps back, and then walked out quietly.

Bai Xiaofei stayed at home for a day, when he suddenly heard a voice coming from outside, his heart skipped a beat, and before he could react, he had already consciously walked outside the door.

Looking at the surrounding scene, Bai Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly, he was really...

But since he had already walked out, he didn't intend to go back, he ran his fingers through his hair and walked over.

Assistant Song saw Bai Xiaofei's figure from a distance, he frowned, he was somewhat familiar with this person, but he couldn't remember anything.

"Hello." Taking the initiative to take a step forward, Assistant Song stopped Bai Xiaofei from walking in, smiling so that it was impossible to see the guard in his heart.

Bai Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, moved his fingers a little helplessly, and said, "Hi, who are you? What are you doing here?"

Bai Xiaofei's expression didn't have any flaws, his flawless smile hung on his face like a mask.

"I'm Song Moran's assistant, are you Miss Lu's neighbor?" Bai Xiaofei smiled, as if it was just a small talk.

It could be seen that Bai Xiaofei was very uncomfortable with such a conversation, his childish canine teeth were restrained, and his whole body was a little tense.

You come and go, Bai Xiaofei still doesn't know anything about Assistant Song, but the other party has already figured out her bottom line by himself.

"Mr. Bai, the CEO is talking to Ms. Lu right now. Would you like to come back later?" Assistant Song kindly suggested.

Bai Xiaofei's expression kept changing, and finally he looked at the closed door unwillingly, turned and left.

It was not until after he left that Assistant Song suddenly remembered the meaning of the name.

Across a closed door, the poisoning inside and outside the house were divided into two worlds without interfering with each other.

Song Moran looked at Lu Cheng blankly, and said in a deep voice, "No matter what happens, call me as soon as possible."

Lu Cheng nodded obediently, her slender fingertips clung to Song Moran's arms, looking adorable.

Song Moran's fingers tightened, and finally he turned around and left. Since it was Lu Cheng's own choice, he chose to respect it.

Being able to feel the warmth under Song Moran's expressionless mask, Lu Cheng's tender eyes kept staring at him, as if trying to drown him in her sight.

The next day, as soon as Lu Cheng walked to the company, he got two surprising news.

The program plagiarized by Tang Chen Company has already started to be released, but for some reason, Su Xiaoyue's unspeakable materials began to flood the Internet.

This kind of sudden situation made the program that was going forward indomitable and with a good head suddenly fall into a predicament.

"Is this the answer you gave us?" Tang Chen could no longer maintain his refined face, and asked sharply as he looked at the haggard director.

The director looked up at Tang Chen in a trance, and it took a while to react, and he looked down at his fingers in a daze, at a loss.

For his behavior like this, Tang Chen felt a bit of resentment in his heart. He glanced at him and said angrily, "Faced with such a situation, don't you have any ideas?"

"I," the director said hesitantly as he rubbed his hair irritably, "Mr. Tang, the pressure on the news on the Internet can't be suppressed. All we can do is wait and see what happens, or use this matter to thing."

"Use?" Tang Chen skipped the option of letting nature take its course without thinking, raised his eyebrows, looked at the director with some interest, and waited for his explanation to himself.

The director closed his eyes, his face was pale, but he insisted on finishing his sentence, "Use Su Xiaoyue's news to create momentum for the show."

The director spoke word by word, looking at the ground unconsciously, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

He really regards Su Xiaoyue as his idol, but it is precisely because of this that he simply cannot accept the current news.