Chapter 691: Chapter 688: Joy for Some, Sorrow for Others (6)
Speaking of which, Bo Yan was inherently a teacher, and she was inherently a student. Unfortunately, even Zhou Weiwei had taken Bo Yan’s classes, but due to dropping out, she no longer had the chance.
As she was thinking, Xia Siyu’s phone rang. She picked it up and saw that Bo Yan had sent her a message, “Very beautiful.”
Xia Siyu immediately swelled with pride. Her little chin tilted even higher, and she felt even happier.
Bo Yan said with a smile above, “Work hard. I’m waiting for you to finish shooting early today so I can see you tonight.”
Xia Siyu nodded, replied with an “Okay,” then immediately turned around and, as if nothing had happened, handed her phone to Wei Jingjing and went to film.
Bo Yan saw it and shook his head with a smile. Han Yifan had asked him before why, of all the women in the world, he was infatuated with Xia Siyu. Was it just because of her face?
At the time, Bo Yan didn’t answer. Thinking about it now, Xia Siyu’s face was indeed part of the reason, but what attracted him more was her personality.
It’s funny to say, but Xia Siyu’s fiery temper scared off many pursuing gentlemen—not because of her messy scandals, but because of her temper. Xia Siyu’s life was simple: if something worked, it worked; if it didn’t, it didn’t. She was upfront about everything, doing things out in the open, never being underhanded.
But the most important quality, which they failed to see, was that despite having already endured hardships and having a family as complex as his, she remained clean, pure, and always seemed happy, like her original self. Being with her was like being infected by her spirit, feeling invigorated and full of fighting spirit. Even in moments of disappointment, she could quickly smile again and bounce back.
She was his little sunshine. Seeing her lifted the excessively gloomy aspects of his personality, as if catching sight of the sunlight.
It was not that Xia Siyu couldn’t do without him but that he couldn’t do without the light in his life.
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Bo Yan saw her begin to get busy. Today involved shooting outside of the studio, with some scenes set on campus, so the crew rented part of a school to film. After all, it wouldn’t look right to shoot high school and university scenes without a school setting. Xia Siyu quickly got in the car with the crew and drove off. But he chose not to follow, instead continuing to sit by the window.
He was reading a book about directing. Of course, his theoretical knowledge from university was already rich enough, but this book was special—it was a collection of director’s notes from Yu Fenfei and Sun Wujiu.
Xia Siyu had to study, and so did he. As long as one has a goal, it’s always possible to continue acquiring knowledge. However, his reason for not leaving was also an important one.
When noon came around, Bo Yan had drunk two cups of coffee and read dozens of pages from the book. Finally, the person he anticipated arrived belatedly.
Unlike his exuberant self from the night before, today he was like a frostbitten eggplant, wilted and droopy. Yesterday, he intentionally delayed by over half an hour buying an umbrella for Xiaoyu to cause trouble, only to run into Shang Feifei spilling things everywhere. Shang Feifei looked at him with both scorn and disgust.
Having such a “stain” witnessed by a woman he was pursuing—what would she think of him? And since it was for a friend, he couldn’t abandon loyalty and had to just accept it.
Seeing his state, Bo Yan both understood his thoughts and promptly ordered him a cup of coffee to help him wake up. Han Yifan was still listless, his chin resting on the table, unable to lift his head.
Bo Yan said, “You want to pursue Shang Feifei, don’t you? Let me help you.”