After Bo Yan entered the room, he looked up and saw the crooked high heels.
He carried a bag when he came in. When he saw her high heels, he frowned slightly and put the bag on the entrance cabinet. He lowered his head and tried to put the high heels away, but the moment his fingers touched the high heels, he put them back.
There was still no light on in the living room, only the light coming from the bedroom next to it.
Before he could speak, a head popped out of the bedroom over there. It was Xia Siyu. Seeing that she was wearing a bathrobe, a hair drying cap, and a facial mask, she must have just taken a shower.
When Xia Siyu saw that it was him who was coming back, she quickly retracted her head without interest. After that, he heard the sound of the hair dryer inside. It must be her drying her hair.
Bo Yan ignored it. He went in and changed his shoes. He also went back to his room, changed into his pajamas and came out again.
He made a cup of coffee out of habit, because he had already had dinner at this time, and he didn't prepare any more sandwiches. However, he will leave early tomorrow morning, so he probably won't have time to make breakfast since he got up late. So Song Fengzhi bought him some snacks with extremely low calories, which could satisfy his hunger without making him gain weight.
Sure enough, he was sitting here drinking coffee, flipping through the plastic bag and taking out a few snacks to eat. Soon Xia Siyu also dried her hair and took care of her face. She poured a cup of coffee as usual and turned around to find him eating snacks. The body came over naturally: "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 like our female artists if they are a little fatter."
Boyan looked at her with disgust, leaned back more and more, and then gently pushed the bag in her direction.
Xia Siyu's eyes lit up and she quickly took out a few snacks from the bag. After a while, I was afraid that he would not give it to me, so I took a few more and piled them into a hill.
Neither of them spoke. You sat on this side of the sofa and I sat on the other side of the sofa, two meters apart.
With the recent cold winter in film and television, most celebrities' schedules are not as busy as they used to be. Top actors like Xia Siyu and Boyan have better luck, but they also get fewer films than before.
However, while Xia Siyu was chewing the dried tofu, she saw that there were two or three books on Boyan's side. Looking at one of the books, the director was also a rising star in literary and artistic films that had become very popular in recent years, and he was very capable.
Looking at myself again, it's not like I'm not looking for her right now, but she's still a little fresh and silly.
Xia Siyu is now twenty-six years old, one month shy of 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 doesn't want to be stereotyped, nor does she want to be stuck in this comfort zone her whole life, otherwise she won'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 if she has the intention, and she also has to rely on some luck. Wang Ju doesn't know if such an opportunity will come again in the future.
Just as she was wandering, the phone rang. When she saw that the name on the caller ID was Qin Baizhou, she answered directly: "Hello."
"Siyu..."
As soon as he said his name, Bo Yan's eyebrows on the other side of the sofa moved slightly. Xia Siyu said directly: "It's about the reality show."
Qin Baizhou nodded, "Are you free? I'm downstairs at your house now."
Before he finished speaking, the doorbell rang.
(End of chapter)