The audition was scheduled for the afternoon.
The day before the audition, Bo Yan had news. To be precise, it wasn’t news from Bo Yan, but from Song Fengzhi. The ssage was that Bo Yan returned from an out-of-town shoot and should stay in Yancheng for a day before leaving, asking if there were any local specialties she wanted, so he could buy them for her.
Actually, it had always been like this. Whenever Bo Yan went to shoot out of town, he would ask her about local specialties before returning. After all, Xia Siyu was always talking about food.
But this ti, Xia Siyu didn’t even bother to respond.
Joke’s on you, if she wanted to eat sothing, couldn’t she just buy it herself? If she thought the things he brought back weren’t tasty, she could fly over herself, eat, and then fly back. Bringing sothing as a courtesy was treated like a big favor. Plus, Bo didn’t return himself; instead, Song Fengzhi did. What did they think she was?
If she got married and her husband’s opinion had to be relayed through soone else, she’d rather not. She endured for half a month, but everyone has their limits. If Bo Yan didn’t co out to clarify matters with her soon, she would take a divorce agreent and confront him: Sorry, there’s no discussion. If you don’t talk to her, if you don’t communicate in person, she won’t accept it.
Now, she just waited coldly to see when Bo Yan would arrange to et.
That noon, a makeup artist ca to do her makeup and tidy up, and this ti she learned of Bo Yan’s whereabouts: it wasn’t that Bo Yan ca to report, but rather there was an advertisent: at three in the afternoon, Bo Yan would be at XX Square to et with everyone together with a certain brand.
Well, wasn’t this sothing—a bloody advertisent. No wonder Song Fengzhi had inford her yesterday that Bo Yan would return today. But, clearly, it wasn’t about returning ho; he was just passing through Yancheng. So if she wanted so snacks, she might as well let the assistant swing by, as he might not have ti.
Ha, laughable. He’s busy, does she seem less busy to him? Her schedule was packed. Even if the audition didn’t work out, she had to go shoot a reality show soon, taking her away for about twenty days.
She wasn’t the type who prioritized family, worrying about her husband’s every move, crying her eyes out every night. Up until now, she was more angry with Bo Yan than anything else. Whatever needed to be said, it was best to just say it straightforwardly and not play disappearing gas.
So Xia Siyu didn’t react at all. She saw the news but acted as if she hadn’t, continuing to get ready and head out step-by-step.
It so happened that when the car was driving to the audition site, it passed by that square. There were an hour and a half before three in the afternoon, yet the street had already been blocked. Perhaps because it was the weekend, maybe because the square was a popular shopping center, or maybe because of Bo Yan, anyway, there were already quite a few people on site, and given the trend, more people were coming. It was unclear if it was due to the advertisent or sothing else.
Wei Jingjing was also in the car. Maybe she recognized the place and asked Xia Siyu, "Is Bo going to be there later?"
"What’s it to where he is?" Xia Siyu was holding a book, the original work of the character she was auditioning for. She didn’t even glance outside, her eyes fixed on the words.
Even Wei Jingjing, as clueless as she could be, could figure out by now that it was because the couple had a fight. It’s normal for couples to fight; it’s just that Xia Siyu and Bo Yan quarreled more fiercely. She peeked in the rearview mirror at Xia Siyu, seeing her serene and serious expression. Well, as long as she could focus on work, there was less to worry about.
After Wei Jingjing retracted her gaze, the car happened to pass by the area. Xia Siyu was looking at the book when she suddenly flipped it the right way—she had been holding it upside down.
Ha, n. Refusing to communicate and too lazy to manage the relationship, resorting to cold-shoulder tactics, utterly la.
Although she could be unreasonable sotis, she hated the sudden vanishing acts without any notice the most. What was most annoying was that she let Bo Yan affect her mood, feeling unsettled for quite a while.
Enough, she needed to adjust her mindset. She exhaled deeply, wanting to imrse herself into the character.
But just thinking about it, Bo Yan would jump into her mind like a bad penny. The more furious she got, the more frequently he’d show up, making it impossible to forget, driving her mad. Especially after Song Fengzhi ssaged her yesterday, she was so angry that she couldn’t sleep well all night. Yet, she didn’t want to complain to Wei Jingjing about it, as if she cared so much about Bo Yan’s attitude.
Feeling stifled made it worse, and needing to keep her emotions stable for the audition didn’t help. Otherwise, she would’ve already stord around, trashing things at ho, and run away.
But forcibly diverting attention wasn’t her forte. Rather than wasting effort thinking of distractions, she preferred a simple solution: sleep.
Wei Jingjing was sitting in front and turned to find Xia Siyu in the backseat already asleep. The book she had been holding fell to the ground, and she was sleeping soundly, sprawled out.
Alright then, she had worried that Xia Siyu’s state lately seed off, with anxiety and irritability, but now it seed she was still herself, resting, slacking if she felt like it, prioritizing her own emotions. After so sleep, a al, she would be full of energy again. Sotis it’s hard to know if she should admire her will or laugh at her carefree attitude.
Once they arrived at the audition venue, there were many participants signing up. And, because Yancheng was the East Asia headquarters for this audition, there were not only dostic artists but also so actresses from other countries who ca to audition.
Although everyone was Asian, even without speaking, one could tell different nationalities by their appearance and attire. But because of the pandemic, this audition was quite a big deal. Plus, this superhero IP was the biggest Hollywood franchise in recent years. Each installnt achieved massive box office success. Although not tiless classics, the films were well-produced. It was the only ti featuring an Asian lead, so everyone flocking to compete was to be expected.
Xia Siyu saw many international friends, so of whom were fairly big foreign actors she had seen on the red carpet at Cannes. This scene resembled a mini Tokyo Film Festival.
However, she had nothing to worry about. She didn’t view others as competition—not because she was arrogant and looked down on others, nor because her recent film popularity had gone to her head. It was because she always believed that as long as she perford well, everything else would be left to fate, and worrying about it wouldn’t help.
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