Chapter 97 Reality Show (3)

After Bo Yan entered the room, he raised his eyes and saw crooked high-heeled shoes being kicked again.

When he entered the door, he carried a bag. When he saw her high heels, he frowned slightly, and put the bag on the cabinet in the entrance. He lowered his head and wanted to put the high heels away, but the moment his fingers touched the high heels, he retracted them again.

The living room is still not turned on, only the light from the bedroom next to it.

Before he could speak, a head poked out from the bedroom over there. It was Xia Siyu. Seeing that she was wearing a bathrobe, a dry hair cap, and a mask, she must have just taken a shower.

Seeing that it was him who came back, Xia Siyu quickly shrank his head back in disinterest. Afterwards, he heard the sound of the hair dryer inside, it should be her blowing her hair.

Bo Yan ignored him, he went in and changed his shoes, then went back to his room, changed into pajamas and came out again.

He made a cup of coffee habitually, because he had already eaten dinner at this point in time, and he didn't prepare sandwiches or anything. However, he left early tomorrow morning, so he probably didn't have much time to make breakfast, and this guy woke up late. So I asked Song Fengzhi to buy him some very low-calorie snacks, which can satisfy his hunger without gaining weight.

Sure enough, he was sitting here drinking coffee, flipping through the plastic bag to take out a few snacks at will, and soon Xia Siyu also blew his hair and took care of his face, poured a cup of coffee as usual, and turned around to find that he was eating snacks, The body naturally rubbed over: "What are you eating? Dried tofu? Isn't this stuff very high in calories? I really envy male actors. They won't be ridiculed by the crowd if they are a little fat like our female artists."

Bo Yan looked at her with a look of disgust, and the more he looked at her, the more he leaned back tactically, and then gently pushed the bag in her direction.

Xia Siyu's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out some snacks from the bag. After a while, I was afraid that he would not give it to me, so I took some more and piled them up into a hill.

Neither of them spoke. You sit on the other side of the sofa, and I sit on the other side of the sofa, two meters apart.

In the recent cold winter of film and television, most of the celebrity schedules are not as rushed as in the past. Top streamers like Xia Siyu and Bo Yan are a little bit luckier, but the number of films they find is also a little less than in the past.

However, when Xia Siyu was gnawing on the dried tofu, there were obviously two or three books on Bo Yan's side. Looking at one of the books, the director was also a cutting-edge literary film that has been very popular in recent years, and he is very capable.

Looking at myself again, it's not that no one is looking for her right now, but she is also a small, fresh, silly and sweet person.

Xia Siyu is now twenty-six years old, one month away from turning twenty-seven. She can still rely on her fresh face for a few years now, but when she reaches thirty, she will face the pain of transformation.

She didn't want to be stereotyped, and she didn't want to be chained in this comfort zone for the rest of her life, otherwise she wouldn't work hard to pick up the second female lead in "The Tempest".

It's just that she wants to choose a breakthrough. It's one thing for her to have a heart, and she has to rely on luck. Wang Ju didn't know if he would have such an opportunity again in the future.

Just as she was wandering, the phone rang, and when she saw that the name on the caller ID was Qin Baizhou, she connected directly: "Hello."

"Siyu..."

Just after saying a name, Bo Yan on the other side of the sofa twitched his eyebrows slightly. Xia Siyu said directly: "It's about the reality show."

Qin Baizhou nodded, "Are you free? I'm downstairs at your house right now."

Before the words fell, the doorbell rang.