Shining Stars: First Producer

At the seaside, the wind blows almost all the time. The sea breeze is mixed with the smell and color of sea water, and it brings moisture all over the body.

Feeling her hair being lifted high by the wind, Lu Cheng quickly broke free from the emotion just now.

"Don't talk about those things, are you going to have a look over there?" Lu Cheng asked softly, pointing in a direction casually.

Lin Niannian refused without raising his head, as if he never saw Lu Cheng's drooping expression at all.

"Go by yourself, I'm fine here," Lin Niannian said firmly.

Knowing that he couldn't persuade her no matter what, Lu Cheng sighed helplessly, and walked over there step by step.

Facing such a hot gaze, Lin Niannian acted as if he didn't feel anything, holding sand in his hands, the sand on it had been dried by the sun, and it was soft under his feet, But not too deep, the sand there is still moist with water, it feels cold to the touch, like iced cola drinking in summer, it suddenly cools down to the heart, soothing the irritability in the bottom of my heart.

The reason why Lin Niannian refused so resolutely was because Lu Cheng seemed obsessed with finding pink shells, and would always find them on the beach countless times a day, as if he could wait for a miracle to happen.

"Fantasy," Lin Niannian defined all his actions without hesitation, and she didn't even have any idea of ​​participating in this silly action.

Because this was what Song Moran ordered, Assistant Song didn't deliberately make things difficult for Bai Xiaofei, and led him to the villa indifferently.

Seeing the surrounding environment becoming more and more desolate, Bai Xiaofei couldn't help but raise his heart, looking at Assistant Song with a rare look of panic.

"Going outside will soon lead to the suburbs," Bai Xiaofei said as if inadvertently, his eyes were looking straight through the window at the ever-changing trees outside.

Assistant Song glanced casually at Bai Xiaofei while driving, even though he tried his best to control his emotions, Assistant Song still looked straight at him.

"Don't worry," Assistant Song said nonchalantly, "We won't do anything like murder and arson."

But Assistant Song's comforting words made Bai Xiaofei even more nervous. He swallowed unconsciously, shook his head after a while, and said calmly, "I believe you, After all, even if you do some murder and arson, you won’t look for me, after all, there is a very big gap between a famous person and an unfamous person in the follow-up processing.”

Hearing Bai Xiaofei's cryptic explanation of his identity, Assistant Song thought all of this was extremely funny.

It turns out that everyone is the same when it comes to facing death, and it doesn't make any difference because of their own status. Maybe life and death are the most equal things for everyone, Assistant Song said softly in his heart.

He didn't know what Assistant Song was thinking, all Bai Xiaofei could see was his somewhat surprised expression, thinking about it carefully, he felt a little ashamed of what he did.

Bai Xiaofei sighed helplessly, sat on the co-pilot safely, his fingers tightly grasping the seat belt buckled on his chest, without saying a word.

Unlike the congested traffic in the city, standing on the road in the suburbs can see the farthest. Even if the economic development here is already very good, it cannot escape this law.

"Here we are," Assistant Song said nonchalantly, looking at the familiar villa in front of him.

It can be seen that someone cleaned it, and Bai Xiaofei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart when he found this.

I don't know what kind of people will be ushered in today, and the people in the villa are exercising hard.

The detective walked back to the sofa with some difficulty, and was half paralyzed there. Looking at the person who was still full of energy, as if he had never done any exercise before, he couldn't help but sighed in his heart.

"Get up," the man kicked the detective's knee, and said with some disdain, "How long has it been since you can't stand up?"

The detective didn't seem to see the contempt for him in his eyes at all, he was paralyzed there without moving, moved his fingers with some difficulty, and shouted weakly, "I don't think I have any strength left. .”

While he was talking, the man was constantly looking at his performance, and after a while, he finally had to admit that the detective had indeed reached his limit.

"Really weak," he commented unceremoniously, and immediately sat on the other side.

The detective didn't have the strength to refute such an evaluation, and he didn't dare to refute at all, because he believed that if he dared to say something now, the person in front of him would unceremoniously press him to do a few more sets of push-ups.

And the detective was sure that if he couldn't stop and rest for a while, he would be lying in bed without moving for several days.

No matter what he said about the run, the detective would not hear it, and the man had given up after going through it a few times.

Leaning his head on the back cushion, his eyes closed slowly, making it impossible to tell whether he was closing his eyes to rest his mind or sleeping.

The detective glanced at him secretly, and then raised his voice and asked, "Aren't you bored here every day?"

According to his observations in the past two days, the detective found that the life of the person in front of him here is two points and one line, as if there is nothing else to do except exercise every day.

Besides the two of them here, the detective knows only one aunt who cooks here every meal.

Just like what the detective judged, this person hadn't fallen asleep at all, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were still sharp and vigilant, as if he had a habit after training for a long time.

After he walked around calmly, he turned around and looked at the half-dead man in front of him, somewhat incomprehensible to his question.

"Why are you bored?" Without answering, the man asked lightly, but it made the detective a little unable to answer.

"Because you are usually the only one here," the detective said, frowning.