Chapter 827: The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (73)
The dark and lonely boy and his red and white rose? (Seventy-three)
This was the first time Song Ning heard Lans sing in this way since he became Lans' assistant.
Director Lu and the others were sitting aside, and he stood behind a group of people looking at Lance behind the glass.
The light was dim, and it fell on the side of Lance's face where he was wearing headphones. His long eyelashes trembled gently like a butterfly, as if a butterfly with antennae landed on a flower. His eyelashes, as thin as a cicada's wing and as wing-like as wings, were slightly raised, revealing blue eyes that were brighter than those of a blue swallowtail butterfly.
Song Ning was completely attracted by her at first sight, like a sailor who heard the song of a siren from the deep sea while sailing on the sea. He was doomed in just a second.
"You sang very well. It was so beautiful."
Song Ning's shaken mind was interrupted by the sudden applause from the side, and his dazed eyes regained focus.
Director Lu had a look of amazement on his face, but he was still reluctant to stop clapping.
He really didn't expect to receive such a surprise here, and he exclaimed with a happy look on his face.
"I didn't expect that you are so accomplished in music. Although I can't be considered a person with a high level of appreciation for music, I felt something different when you started singing. Is this what young people are saying nowadays, oh yes, kneeling down as soon as you start singing!"
Director Lu was very satisfied and approved!
Song Ning was secretly delighted, but looked at Lance with a little worry.
Lance glanced at Director Lu, then deliberately glanced at Song Ning, and met Song Ning's worried eyes.
[I know you're worried about me. I can't do anything about you. Just leave it to me.]
Song Ning was surprised that he understood Lance's eyes. Lance's expression did not look unnatural at all. "I am really flattered by Director Lu's praise. I wonder if Director Lu is satisfied with this song? Is this the feeling Director Lu wanted?"
No one could find any fault with this look and this posture.
Song Ning was immediately relieved, but couldn't help but feel suspicious.
Lance, when did you learn this way of dealing with others?
Song Ning was still thinking about this idea until he finished his meal and parted with Director Lu.
Director Lu and his team didn't drive over. After Song Ning drove them away, he returned to the car, didn't start the car, and sat in the driver's seat in a daze.
Did Lance perform a little too well today?
Can Lance handle it so well? What is the meaning and value of his existence?
"are you tired?"
Lance was sitting in the passenger seat and asked with concern. Song Ning suddenly realized that Lance was still in the car waiting for him to drive.
He pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, but his emotions still seemed to be stuck in the swamp, surging and floating.
"Yes, a little bit. I've rested and now we're leaving."
"Not urgent."
The sound of the car door opening made Song Ning look up subconsciously.
Lance walked around the car and quickly opened the driver's door. He reached out his hand to rub the top of his head, but withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, with a restrained look on his face.
"Let me make it clear first. There is no company rule that only assistants can drive. I just saw that you have been too busy and too hard-working recently. Plus, I'm afraid my driving skills will not be good enough after not driving for a long time, so I..."
Song Ning's eyes, which had been unclear just now, gradually brightened up, and he couldn't wait to interrupt Lance.
"Brother, are you concerned about me?"
As soon as Song Ning finished speaking, his heart started beating wildly.
Because Lance, who had a natural expression just now, suddenly had red ears.