Chapter 766: The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (2)
The dark and lonely boy and his red and white rose? (Twenty)
The car was very quiet. Lance was concentrating on driving while Song Ning was silent in his own world.
How did things turn out like this?
Song Ning began to reflect on how he could have let things turn out like this?
Lance drove him...
Song Ning was still wondering whether he would be fired because of this incident, when another voice emerged in his heart.
Song Ning, why are you pretending? Aren’t you very happy?
Lance is driving for you, and you might even be the first person to sit in Lance's passenger seat. Why are you pretending to be unhappy?
The wind from the air conditioner gently blew Song Ning's hair, just like his heart being gently tickled at this moment, making it difficult for him to ignore.
Song Ning lowered his eyebrows, but his heartbeat began to beat slowly.
Yes, isn't this what he wants?
Why was he unhappy? He was obviously extremely happy to be able to sit on Lance's passenger seat.
Lance drove so steadily. Song Ning calmed down and began to cherish every detail of this moment.
He was admiring it when he suddenly heard Lance's voice.
"Do you feel fresh? This is your first time as an artist's assistant, right? Don't be nervous."
Song Ning tilted his head. Although Lance didn't look at him, his tone was obviously very gentle, and even had a hint of familiar soothing.
Song Ning couldn't help but ask.
"Were you also so gentle to your former assistant?"
"Ok?"
Lance gave a questioning look, "What former assistant?"
He had a confused expression on his face, as if he had no idea what Song Ning was talking about.
Song Ning was also stunned for a moment, and then a huge surprise came to his heart.
He asked tentatively, "Well, haven't you ever had an assistant before? I'm your first assistant?"
When the first assistant said this, Song Ning's whole body trembled slightly.
Will he be Lance's first assistant?
If this is true, what an honor it is!
Song Ning couldn't help thinking and his breathing became rapid.
Lance hummed softly, "Yeah."
Song Ning stared at him intently.
The next second, Song Ning was puzzled to find that Lance's ears seemed to have turned slightly red.
What's happening here?
Is Lance shy?
Why is he shy?
Song Ning looked at him for a while and realized, "Brother, are you shy?"
That seems to be the case?
Lance's fingers on the steering wheel trembled slightly, as if something on his mind was touched upon. Song Ning secretly glanced at the finger out of the corner of his eye, his heart trembling slightly as well.
The atmosphere in the car remained like this until they arrived at their destination.
Wu Ge told Song Ning that Lance's photography was actually scheduled at ten o'clock, while Linqi's was at three o'clock in the afternoon.
In comparison, Linqi's time is obviously much more comfortable and he doesn't offend anyone.
This is what Lance told Song Ning on the way here.
Song Ning was stunned for two seconds at first: "Why? Is there any difference between morning and afternoon?"
"Well, if we shoot at that time in the morning, if the photos are not good, we may have to work overtime, and many staff members will have complaints."
Lance stopped the car and took out his cell phone.
"I'll transfer some money to you. Please go find a milk tea shop in advance and make an appointment. I'll have someone send some milk tea to the staff later."
Song Ning understood, "Then can you still deliver it if you don't have to work overtime?"
Lance smiled, "Just think of it as me trying to gain some good reputation."