Chapter 388 Experience School (5)

He is a good teacher. Last time Xia Siyu wanted to learn, and he paid the tuition with his body.

Xia Siyu was taken aback for a moment, that's right, her biggest goal now is to improve herself, and rely on her own efforts to win the trophy of the actress.

But acting is an illusory thing, she can practice for a long time and constantly figure it out, which requires both talent and hard work. But if you want to improve in the short term, you can only find a teacher.

She really wanted to talk to Bo Yan, but (not drunk) she was too embarrassed to speak, and she was afraid that he would propose some illegal deal, so she hesitated.

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

But Xia Siyu still didn't want to show her flaws, so she glanced at him arrogantly: "I didn't want to. I wanted to rest. But since you begged me so much, then I will do what I can and practice with you."

After she finished speaking, she immediately turned her head and stepped on her high-heeled shoes. Seeing that Bo Yan didn't move, she was still puzzled: "Aren't you going to discuss it? My time is very precious."

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

Then he reached out his hand naturally, wanting to lead her over.

Seeing the hand he was holding, Xia Siyu hesitated for a moment whether to reach out. But Bo Yan didn't have time to make her hesitate. Seeing that she was not moving, he took another step forward and took her palm directly.

It's strange to say that Xia Siyu has done more intimate things with him, but at the moment of holding hands, the whole person seems to be burned, and he is a little uncomfortable.

When they fell in love, they seldom held hands like this. This feeling is weird, Bao Yan's big hand is delicate, with tangled palm lines in the middle, but it's not too rough like a manual laborer. His fingers are long and slender, with well-defined joints, slightly wet.

Xia Siyu was held by his hand, he exerted a little force, and her fingers moved the joints, and she unconsciously followed him for a few steps.

Bo Yan pulled her out of the room, to the backyard, there was a small one-story house, opened the door, it was empty inside. But look carefully, there are many toys neatly placed on the Duobao Pavilion next to it. Ma Fanghao, who is careful about each one. Bo Yan said: "This was my playground when I was a child. Grandpa was very busy, and my elder brother's family came to live, so I would hide here alone. Before I bought a house and became independent, this was my only private space."

Xia Siyu remembered that Bo Yan had no parents since he was a child, and lived with his grandparents. Although this is where he grew up, he doesn't have that deep affection for the Bo family.

Because grandpa puts "inheritance" more important than "family affection". Naturally, it would be more inclined to inherit Boshi's business in the future.

Even he likes thin words, but he has no intentions.

Bo Yan knew from a young age that only "potential" is the most important thing.

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

This, like her. Obviously, my father, brother, and sister have family members, but after my mother died, I lived like an orphan.

As an artist, he was recognized by the whole world when he was working, but he seemed to be isolated from the world in private. It seems that there is everything, but in fact, my heart is very empty.

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

"Modern performing arts techniques are generally divided into three schools, experience school, method school and expression school."