He is a good teacher. Last time Xia Siyu wanted to study, and he also paid the tuition with his body. He would not be able to pay the debt and would definitely give him all his money.

Xia Siyu was stunned. Yes, her biggest purpose now is to improve herself and rely on her own efforts to win the trophy of the Queen of the Film Festival.

But acting is illusory, and she can practice for a long time and constantly ponder, which requires both talent and hard work. But if she wants to improve in the short term, she can only find a teacher.

She was indeed trying to find Bo Yan, but (not drunk) she was embarrassed to speak, and was afraid that he would propose some illegal transactions, so she hesitated.

Since Bo Yan took the initiative to mention it, of course she has to go!

But Xia Siyu was not willing to reveal her flaws, so she glanced at him proudly: "I didn't want to do it. I wanted to rest. But since you begged me like this, I will reluctantly practice with you."

After she finished speaking, she immediately turned her head and stepped on her high heels. Seeing that Bo Yan was still moving, she was still confused: "Don't you go up and discuss? My time is very precious."

When Bo Yan saw her eager to try, he wanted to laugh a little. He said, "The study is not wide enough, I'll take you to a place."

Then he naturally stretched out his hand and wanted to lead her over.

When Xia Siyu saw the hand he was holding, she hesitated whether to reach out. But Bo Yan had no time to let her hesitate. Seeing that she was not moving, he took another step forward and pulled her palm directly.

It's strange that Xia Siyu and him did things more intimately, but in the moment of holding hands, the whole person seemed to be burned and was a little uncomfortable.

When they were in love, they rarely held hands like this. This feeling was strange. Bo Yan's big hand had delicate palms and entangled palm lines in the middle, but it was not too thick like a physical worker. His fingers were slender, his joints were clear, and he was a little wet.

Xia Siyu was held by him. He used a little force and her fingers drove the joints. She unconsciously followed him a few steps.

Bo Yan pulled her out of the room and arrived at the backyard. There was a small bungalow here. When I opened the door, it was empty. But when I looked carefully, there were many toys neatly placed on the Duobao Pavilion next to me. Each of them was carefully. Bo Yan said: "This is the amusement park when I was a child. Grandpa was very busy. My elder brother's family came to live there, and I would hide here alone. Before I bought a house to be independent, this was my only private space."

Xia Siyu remembered that Bo Yan had no parents since he was a child and lived in his grandparents' house. Although this place was where he grew up, he did not have that deep feelings for the Bo family.

Because my grandfather regards "inheritance" more than "family affection", he will naturally tend to inherit Boshi Enterprise's Boyi in the future.

Even though he likes Bo Yan, he is powerless.

Bo Yan knew at a very young age that only "power" is the most important thing.

He can't rely on his family, he can only rely on himself.

This is like her. She clearly has her father, brother, sister and family, but after her mother dies, she lives like an orphan.

When you become an artist, you are recognized by the whole world when you work, but in private it seems to be isolated from the world. It seems that you have everything, but in fact you are very empty in your heart.

Xia Siyu withdrew her eyes, Bo Yan did what she said, and officially started class with her.

"Modern performing arts technology is generally divided into three schools, experiential school, methodological school and expression school."
Chapter completed!