Chapter 655: Chapter 652: Different Paths to the Same Goal (6)
Xia Siyu turned to look at him, and with just a glance, he quickly understood her meaning, “When we have time in the future, we can come back for a visit. The family head is very kind and won’t spread rumors for no reason.”
Xia Siyu and Bo Yan had been staying here for two months, and the host family had never said a word about them outside. This included all the teachers and students at Hope Primary School, who also did not publicize their visit.
Of course, trending searches aren’t something you can just appear on whenever you want. Even for top stars like Xia Siyu and Bo Yan, without something very bizarre or explosive happening, this kind of occasional charity work wouldn’t make the hot search unless they bought the exposure.
But she still felt very moved, last time she went to Hope Primary School, she asked the teachers and students not to post on Weibo, TikTok, or any social media, and they really didn’t. The local customs were simple and honest, a place worth continuing to contribute to.
However, upon further thought, Bo Yan, this guy, with one glance, he could read all of her thoughts—this guy must be the worm in her stomach!
Back in their university days when they were dating, she heard Bo Yan say that he had taken a course in psychology. Indeed, if he hadn’t studied psychology, his acting wouldn’t be so exceptional, a micro-expression enough to make countless film critics desperately analyze it.
This guy, fortunately he became an actor; if he had become a villain, he’d probably be an adept hand at it.
She wasn’t angry or scared, just teased him, “How do you know me so well? You’re not spending every day figuring me out, are you?”
Bo Yan looked at her indifferently, “Do I need to figure you out? Your emotions are written all over your face, it’s just short of you announcing them to the world with gongs and drums.”
Guessing other people’s thoughts wasn’t very difficult for him, but that didn’t include Xia Siyu.
Qin Baizhou thought that after a few years of ups and downs in the entertainment industry, he had seen it all. But Bo Yan was different; he had endured a lot since childhood, with both parents deceased, and had experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships within the affluent circles. Reading people’s expressions and words had become his most basic survival skill, as simple as eating and drinking. Could Qin Baizhou, no matter how capable, be stronger than him with nearly thirty years of honing?
He was cold to outsiders, merely out of disinterest, not that he couldn’t see through them. On the contrary, it was because he saw too clearly that he couldn’t be bothered to comment.
Xia Siyu was different; though her family affairs were complicated, she grew up cherished by her parents, with a clear mind and a genuine heart. Such a her could attract Qin Baizhou, and of course, even more so attract Bo Yan.
Thank goodness they met first, thank goodness they were already in love.
Xia Siyu wouldn’t have it, she immediately stood up, “Nonsense! I am not a fool! Director Sun said that I’ve made great progress now, that my acting is super good, I’m not that girl who can be seen through so easily!”
Bo Yan glanced at her again, deliberately contradicting her for fun, “You? Acting? Director Sun can’t judge something that doesn’t exist.”
“How dare you say I can’t act!” Xia Siyu was furious; she was working hard now to improve her craft, all to win the Best Actress award sooner, following her mother’s example. Bo Yan could say anything else, but he couldn’t criticize her acting!
She certainly knew she had shortcomings; Bo Yan deconstructed a character from a psychological perspective, while she would stick the character’s experiences onto herself. If the experiences matched, she could sometimes unleash an exceptionally dazzling brilliance; if not, her acting… well, let’s just say it wasn’t bad to watch.
Xia Siyu was certainly going to hit him when she was angry, even if she was weak due to her period today, she wouldn’t show weakness, her little fists thumping against his chest.