Chapter 961 Absolute Sound Range (3)

Boyan tested the water temperature and said, "Little fairy, come take a bath."

Xia Siyu stretched out her hand, and she was unwilling to take even two steps: "I am a little fairy. I can fly and cannot walk."

Bo Yan was speechless, but he still picked her up and took her to the bathtub. After entering the hot water, Xia Siyu felt comfortable and hummed happily.

Bo Yan also came in according to the rules. She was still a patient, so he didn't want to cause anything, so he focused on helping her clean her body. But as he listened, Bo Yan suddenly raised his head: "What song did you just sing?"

Xia Siyu looked strange: ""Wind and Rain" is the one we will sing on stage on New Year's Eve. It is the theme song of our "The Tempest". Isn't it very popular recently? It has reached the number one spot on the charts. It's pretty good."

Bo Yan's head was filled with black threads. What should I say? The song Xia Siyu sang should not be called "Wind and Rain", but "Storm and Storm". A real storm was coming! How could she make every word, every word, not in tune?

No wonder this guy has not even attended a party for seven years since his debut. This New Year's Eve will be the first time. Usually in variety shows, she never sings. This opening almost sent him away!

The key point is that this guy turned around in confusion and asked him with a little pride: "Do I sing well?"

Boyan was stunned for a moment. He had answered many questions in his life, but never before had he been so entangled.

The answer is pleasant, but this really goes against his principles of life.

But the answer is not pleasant, Xia Siyu will be angry again.

This is not a question to give out points, but a question to give out propositions.

He hesitated and whispered, "You are the best in my heart."

Anyway, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In his eyes, Xia Siyu has put on eighteen layers of filters, so of course everything is the best.

Xia Siyu refused. She turned around and heard the sound of water splashing. She asked seriously: "What if it is in the eyes of others?"

Bo Yan said to him indifferently, "You are good-looking, and everything you say is right."

Xia Siyu sat up straight again, leaned forward, and looked closer: "You mean, I only have good looks? Can't I sing well?"

Under her force, Bo Yan leaned back so far that the back of his head almost stuck out of the bathtub. He couldn't bear the pressure anymore and replied: "...you sing in a very unique way."

He also analyzed it with her: "You have a nice timbre and a very clear voice. Your singing method... is very unique and unique."

"So it doesn't sound good?" In fact, Xia Siyu knew it herself. Otherwise, with her stinky personality, she had participated in many variety shows, but she had never been on stage or sung a song.

Bo Yan did not continue to add fuel to the fire, but just comforted: "It's okay, there is still a week until the rehearsal. There is still half a month before the New Year's Eve party. Take your time, it will be done soon. And the song you were assigned is nothing Difficulty, in the final chorus, just lower your voice.”

Xia Siyu's mood became depressed again: "Then you still say that my singing is bad?"

She agreed to attend the New Year's Eve party this time, not for the appearance fee. One is that he can follow Bo Yan, and the other is the need for publicity of the movie "The Tempest". She herself had never sang on stage. It was rare that Xia Siyu, who was usually full of confidence, looked discouraged. Bo Yan quickly comforted her: