Shining Stars: First Producer

"A meeting?" Someone asked inexplicably, "About what?"

"A new plan that will surprise you," the man said in a drawn-out voice, thinking about what he had read, deliberately keeping things secret.

In the following time, no matter what questions other people asked, or how many times he repeated it, he always looked like that with a smile on his face, and he didn't mean to compromise at all.

"If you don't say anything, don't say it," slowly, the other people have lost their curiosity about this matter, curled their lips, and said disapprovingly, "Anyway, even if you don't say anything now, you will know when the meeting is held .”

"I believe you will be surprised!" The man sighed with emotion, his tone very swearing.

The others glanced at him casually, without any other reaction, obviously disapproving of what he said.

"About Bai Xiaofei," Song Moran slowly put down the pen in his hand, and ordered with a blank expression.

Assistant Song nodded and walked outside silently.

"Song Moran?" Bai Xiaofei raised his eyebrows in surprise, and asked without knowing why, "What's the matter?"

Bai Xiaofei never thought that Song Moran would take the initiative to ask him to meet him. After all, in his opinion, the two of them have already laid their hands on the cards, and they have already figured out each other's thoughts. To hide this, at other times they are in a situation where they don't like each other.

"The president didn't say anything," Assistant Song said in a dull tone while frowning tightly.

Bai Xiaofei could vaguely feel that Assistant Song was dissatisfied with him, but Bai Xiaofei didn't take it to heart at all. After all, in his opinion, this was a very normal thing.

"I may not have time," Bai Xiaofei leaned lazily on the soft backrest, pulled a pillow from the side at some point in his hand, and was rubbing a small corner of the pillow at this moment, speaking in a very tone of voice confident.

Although Assistant Song was very reluctant to ask Song Muran to meet Bai Xiaofei, he never thought that Bai Xiaofei would refuse, his eyes widened uncontrollably, and he couldn't control his tone and shouted, "You don't have time? Isn't the filming over already?" Yet?"

Bai Xiaofei couldn't help but pause for a moment with his fidgeting fingers, and said meaningfully, "Yes, it's over, but how did you know about it?"

Assistant Song didn't expect this at all, and his expression changed immediately. After a long time, he said vaguely, "Mr. Bai is so popular, there will always be people discussing it on the Internet."

Bai Xiaofei chuckled lightly, he didn't comment on such an explanation, and didn't say whether he believed it or not.

Because of what he said before, Assistant Song was more cautious in the next communication, no matter what he said, he would think it over and over again before speaking.

As a member of the communication with him, Bai Xiaofei could clearly feel the changes in Assistant Song's communication, a smile quickly flashed across his eyes, his long legs that had nowhere to rest involuntarily turned up, and his toes were constantly shaking. It was obvious that he was in a good mood.

"It won't take you long," Assistant Song emphasized softly, "I wonder if Teacher Bai can spare a little time?"

"This..." Bai Xiaofei pretended to hesitate and said, "Yes."

Hearing Bai Xiaofei's exact response, Assistant Song finally couldn't help but exhaled softly, feeling in his heart that Bai Xiaofei's mind was erratic, making it unclear.

After hanging up the phone, the corners of Bai Xiaofei's mouth could not help but curl up slightly, with a somewhat smug expression on his face.

Of course he knew that Assistant Song's previous explanations were all excuses, and he also knew that Song Moran should have sent someone to watch by his side, but so what, Bai Xiaofei didn't think they could find anything from his regular work and rest, The eyes were not at all in the heart.

Just now, when Assistant Song accidentally said something wrong, he just wanted to remind him, or he wanted to use this opportunity to let himself take the initiative, but it turned out that he was right.

"Have you settled?" Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Song Moran asked without raising his head.

"Well," Assistant Song nodded calmly, without thinking about telling Song Moran the difficulties he encountered just now.

Unaware that Song Moran and Bai Xiaofei were about to have a meeting behind their backs, Lu Cheng now put all his energies into a plan that had not yet been fully perfected. He was looking forward to creating a more popular program, and also looking forward to Hope that one day he will reach the top of the throne of the best producer.

"I think you all know the purpose of this meeting." Lu Cheng sat on the first seat and said with a serious face, "I won't say more, I want to know if you have any other opinions?"

"..." Lu Cheng looked excitedly at the people sitting under him, looking forward to their suggestions, looking forward to the sparks when everyone's thinking collided with each other, but the development of the next thing made Lu Cheng feel disappointed.

Because his eyes swept over everyone sitting there, all he saw on their faces was blankness, and the silence continued, as if to surround everyone.

Lu Cheng couldn't help but frowned, and asked a little unacceptably, "Don't you have anything to say? There is no need to worry about anything, you can speak freely!"

But even after Lu Cheng said that, the faces of those people still didn't change, the atmosphere was still silent, and no one tried to break all this.

The smile on Lu Cheng's face couldn't hold back anymore, he licked his dry lips, not knowing what to say.

"It turns out that you don't have any other ideas," Lu Cheng said in a complicated mood after an unknown amount of time, with the group of people eye-to-eye in silence.

"No," someone finally opened his mouth, and under Lu Cheng's expectant gaze, he asked, "What do you want me to say?"

"Anything is fine!" Lu Cheng said quickly, looking at him with eyes full of encouragement, "You can speak freely! As long as it is a suggestion for this plan, it is fine!"

"That's it," the man pondered for a while, and said solemnly, "But we don't even know what the plan you said is, so what exactly do you want us to say? Praise?"