Shining Stars: First Producer

Time never takes into account people's expectations or pleadings. Whether it is praying or cursing, he still moves slowly at his own speed, constantly pushing everything to the final direction.

Because of Bai Xiaofei's fame, the interview was quickly edited and made into the final program, which aroused strong reactions as soon as it was released.

And Lu Cheng's wish has always been to become the world's number one program producer. In order to finally reach this goal, although she will not watch all the programs once, those programs that arouse people's enthusiastic comments are always It is indispensable to have a look.

"Bai Xiaofei?" Seeing the familiar and loathed face appearing on the screen, Lu Cheng couldn't help but change his face, and finally said in a complicated tone.

Suppressing the discomfort with Bai Xiaofei's appearance, Lu Cheng seriously studied how to deal with the show, until the last question appeared.

"I hope he can give me a chance to explain," Bai Xiaofei on the screen looked particularly handsome after the early lighting and post-processing. When he said this, the melancholy flashing in his eyes attracted many people. Girls and children of all ages.

But all of these are things that Lu Cheng dismisses. He watched the people's lips moving slightly on the screen expressionlessly, but his heart had already flown to other places.

"Did you really blame him?" Lu Cheng kept thinking about a question in her heart, but she couldn't come up with a real answer.

Lu Cheng knew in his heart that he should believe the evidence presented by Song Moran, but people's emotions can never be controlled by others, and the long-term friendship with Bai Xiaofei can't be wiped out in an instant.

"Is there any other misunderstanding between them?" Lu Cheng said unconsciously.

"What?" Right next to him, Song Moran, who was concentrating on his work, vaguely heard his whispering, looked up subconsciously, and asked with some doubts.

Lu Cheng was awakened from his own thoughts by his sudden utterance, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't express the conjectures in his heart.

"It's nothing," after struggling in his heart for a while, Lu Cheng finally chose to give up, and said as if nothing had happened.

After Song Moran looked at him quietly for a while, he simply put the pen in his hand aside, and asked with a smile, "Did I tell you something?"

"What?" Lu Cheng asked, looking at him blankly.

Song Moran slowly stood up from his seat, the footsteps gradually approached, and finally stopped beside Lu Cheng.

"You are really a person who is not good at lying," Song Moran raised his hand and nodded between her brows, and said with a slight smile, "You may not have noticed that every time you lie, you always unconsciously Dodging your eyes, not daring to look at people, almost every cell in your body is emphasizing with others that you are lying."

As Song Moran continued to tell, Lu Cheng's head gradually lowered, and the whole body was surrounded by a dejected and depressed atmosphere, and the exposed part of the white neck seemed particularly fragile.

A glint of light flashed across Song Moran's eyes quickly, and his palm slowly slid onto his back, flicking lightly again and again, and continued unhurriedly, "And now your eyes are not Consciously drifting, not daring to look at me..."

When he said this, Song Moran deliberately elongated his voice and paused, looking at Lu Cheng tenderly, waiting for his response.

At this moment, Lu Cheng's chin had reached the skin of his chest, he closed his eyes deeply, and said dejectedly, "Okay, I'll just tell you."

"Good boy," Song Moran praised with a flash of satisfaction in his eyes.

But this kind of praise didn't make Lu Cheng feel better. He looked up at Song Moran angrily, and complained weakly, "I'm not obedient at all."

Song Moran's face darkened for a moment, and the palm on her shoulder exerted a little more strength. Feeling these small details, Lu Cheng couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Sure enough, all the tenderness is an illusion, Song Moran is still the domineering him, this kind of cognition makes Lu Cheng's heart quickly pass through a bit complicated.

"I just watched Bai Xiaofei's interview," Lu Cheng said in a low voice, and secretly raised his eyes to observe Song Moran's performance, but all he saw was calm, which made him feel a little more uneasy , couldn't help asking, "Don't you have any other reactions to this matter?"

"What reaction do I need to make?" Song Moran asked nonchalantly, looking at Lu Cheng with a little more curiosity.

His reaction like this blocked back what Lu Cheng wanted to say at the beginning, and it also seemed that his worries at the beginning were superfluous. After hesitating for a while, Lu Cheng decided to ignore his question and continued on his own, " At the end of the interview, Bai Xiaofei expressed that he wanted to explain to me what happened before."

"Well." After listening to everything Lu Cheng said with a calm face, the expression on Song Moran's face did not change at all, as if it was just a gust of wind blowing past his ears without leaving any sound.

"Is this the only reaction you have?" Lu Cheng asked involuntarily, unable to tell what he was thinking, all kinds of complex emotions were constantly mixed together, making it difficult for him to distinguish what was contained in it.

Song Moran casually pulled the chair next to him, sat there with a big horse and a golden knife, and looked at Lu Cheng, seeing his almost wrinkled facial features, he couldn't help laughing.

"Ahem," under Lu Cheng's stare, Song Moran coughed twice, and said solemnly, "The person he wants to explain is you, and you are the one who can make the decision, so I don't need to publish anything view."

Song Moran's meaning is still clear, he will not interfere with any decision made by Lucheng.

"Don't you feel angry?" Lu Cheng asked involuntarily, and without waiting for Song Moran's answer, she continued on her own, "You have obviously presented me with all kinds of evidence, but I still don't know why because of Bai Xiaofei's words softened his heart, and he couldn't help but want to believe him, don't you feel angry about all of this?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Cheng would ask such a question. A trace of surprise flashed across Song Moran's eyes, and his eyebrows were raised high. It seemed that he lost a little bit of his usual calmness, and instead had a lot more flying breath .