Chapter 937: Chapter 928 Family (6)
Actually, Bo Yan himself is a complete theorist. Before acting, he would design many different approaches, and then select the one he feels is most feasible for shooting.
But Xia Siyu is entirely from the thod School; her acting relies fully on her own experience. Like just now, when she thought about filming tomorrow, she already stopped seeing herself as an actress, instead imrsing herself in the role of the constable in the play. He has never experienced this kind of state where one completely embodies their character.
How should I put it? Although in terms of acting, there is no right or wrong between thod School, experiential school, and performance school. However, the feeling of full emotional investnt that Xia Siyu exudes really moves him.
Fortunately, it’s said that people from the experiential school tend to get emotionally involved easily. They often have a hard ti detaching from their roles for a long ti, fully imrsing themselves in the character, falling in love with the male lead just like in the story. Fortunately, Xia Siyu doesn’t have this issue, because of her family environnt from a young age, she distinctly separates work from personal life. She not only refrains from approaching male actors and investors proactively but also does not inform her agency, eliminating the possibility of “on-set spouses” from the root. He doesn’t have to worry about wearing a green hat, and she doesn’t have to worry about her head being a green grassland.
Although he still worries about her schedule for tomorrow, seeing how simple and happy Xia Siyu’s expression is, Bo Yan, besides a bit of concern, is mostly happy for her: “Then you must go to bed early later, get a good rest, and replenish your energy. If you laugh and romp around, you’ll have dark circles under your eyes and won’t look pretty.”
Before he finished speaking, Xia Siyu had already rushed to the bed. She had returned a bit earlier, so she washed up first. Bo Yan closed the window, drew the curtains, and when he turned around, he already saw her snugly tucked herself under the small blanket, giggling and turning her head to look at him, patting the spot next to her: “Co over quickly.”
Bo Yan found it amusing. He went to the bathroom to wash up and tidy himself, as he was a guy, he was actually very quick. But even with his swift pace, when he returned, Xia Siyu was still sprawled out asleep, sound and sweet.
Bo Yan didn’t disturb her and moved quietly as he tidied up. When he got into bed, he lifted the blanket and saw her legs full of bruises and scars.
Bo Yan was stunned for a mont, then carefully lifted her nightdress—not with the intent of doing anything bad, but just to take a look. And indeed, he discovered crisscrossed bruises on her body and even wounds with ugly scabs, perhaps just recently the bandages were torn off, with faint traces of dicine still visible. Clearly, she had sustained quite a considerable cut, and it would be so ti before she could wear a swimsuit for an advertisent shot.
They had parted ways since New Year’s Day, and not much ti had passed since then, yet she was covered with scars.
The key is, this girl was always laughing carefree, and when chatting with him, she never ntioned her injuries. She was just excitedly discussing tomorrow’s shooting earlier.
She might have her shortcomings and didn’t seem very diligent in the first few years of her career, but at least now, she is fully focused on her work. It’s said that n at work are the most charming, but actually, it’s the sa for won.
How could he not like Xia Siyu like this?
He turned his head, switched off the bedside lamp, and in the darkness, he gently held Xia Siyu and whispered in her ear: “Good night, wife. You can do it, wife.”
Xia Siyu did not respond and thinking he was being noisy, she slapped him in her sleep.
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