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Xia Siyu paused for a mont, then nodded.
Bo Yan’s next sentence was, “Then I’m coming up.”
Shang Feifei and Li Yiru also looked up and indeed found that Xia Siyu was awake. Shang Feifei was fine, but Li Yiru’s smile hadn’t faded from her face yet and was completely frozen.
Wait, what did Bo Yan just say? Where was he going up to? And what did it have to do with Xia Siyu?
As Bo Yan moved, she hurriedly followed. Shang Feifei glanced at Xia Siyu on the second floor and also followed suit. Bo Yan led the way, walking up to the second floor with ease, coming to Xia Siyu’s door, and even took the ti to knock: “Have you changed your clothes yet?”
Xia Siyu, wearing pajamas that consisted of shorts and short sleeves, was covered up well. She yelled from inside, “What’s it to you?”
“You can brush your teeth, put on makeup, and change your clothes first, even apply your makeup. I’ve got ti.”
Bo Yan turned around comfortably and stood at the door, leaning lazily against the wall, even taking out his phone and scrolling through it a couple of tis. If it weren’t for the fact that he and Xia Siyu seed to have a very bad relationship, his attitude could almost be likened to that of a husband waiting outside a fitting room while his wife is inside shopping.
Shang Feifei was fine, but Li Yiru was sowhat incredulous: “Teacher Bo, you… um, not exercising anymore?”
“A little exercise in the morning is enough for . Didn’t you already change into your workout clothes? You can go if you want,” Bo Yan said without even lifting his head, dismissing Li Yiru in a few words and leaving her face instantly fraught with awkwardness.
Shang Feifei also joined in, adding insult to injury with a smile, “Yes, just yesterday while eating instant noodles, you were saying how you’ve been wanting to lose weight through fitness recently. The weather is so nice today, perfect for a morning workout.”
That’s why they say, female celebrities who make it big are no easy targets. Li Yiru, who opted for a sexy image, naturally faced much more criticism than the pure and innocent Shang Feifei. A mont of awkwardness wouldn’t make her back down; on the contrary, it only fird up her resolve that staying here ant more cara ti.
Thinking of sending her away to hog Bo Yan and the cara all to herself? Dream on!
She laughed loudly a couple of tis to dissolve the awkwardness and counter-cued Shang Feifei: “Fei’er also admired Prince’s muscle-bound physique yesterday. Since you’re up so early too, why not join us?”
The two ‘fake-smile sisters’ snickered at the door, but Bo Yan at the doorway didn’t pay them any mind and continued scrolling through his phone. Their laughter, however, did draw other celebrities. Hu Juyue opened the door with a smile, “Good morning, everyone. Wow, Brother Bo, you’re here too!”
The host, with her naturally gregarious vibe, knew Bo Yan from when he was on her show, so they were sowhat acquainted. Last night, she had been asleep when Bo Yan arrived, unaware of his presence. But this morning as soon as she woke up, before Zhou Weiwei had even spoken, she inquired about the last guest’s status; her surprise at the mont was mostly feigned.
Zhou Weiwei was much shyer, and as soon as she stepped in, she greeted, “Teacher Bo, long ti no see.”
Bo Yan looked up and grunted in acknowledgnt. When the others called Bo Yan “Teacher Bo,” it might have been out of courtesy, but when she did, it was because she genuinely attended his class.
Soon enough, Wang Zisu arrived too, politely greeting everyone as well.
All seven guests were finally assembled. Even though Italy and China had ti differences, they had gone to sleep late the night before and also got up late today. It was now 11:45 am in Italy, which was just right for 5:45 pm in China, with fifteen minutes to go before the live broadcast.
Six people were all gathered in front of Xia Siyu’s door..
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