Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 961: Absolute range (3)

Bo Yan tried the water temperature: "Little Fairy, come take a bath."

Xia Siyu stretched out her hand, just two steps, she didn't want to walk: "I'm a little fairy, I can fly and can't walk."

Bo Yan was speechless, but still accepted her fate and picked her up and took her to the bathtub. After entering the hot water, Xia Siyu felt comfortable and hummed happily.

Bo Yan is coming in as well. She is still a patient, and he doesn't want to do anything, so he only wants to scrub her body. But after listening, Bo Yan suddenly raised his head: "What song did you just sing?"

Xia Siyu looked strange: ""Wind and Rain" is the one that we will sing on stage on the New Year's Eve, the theme song of our "Storm". Isn't it very popular recently? It has reached the number one in the charts, and it sounds pretty good. ."

Bo Yan listened to the black lines all over his head, how can I say it, the song Xia Siyu sang should not be called "Wind and Rain", but "Rapid Storm", a real storm is coming! How could she make every word, every one, not in tune?

It's no wonder that this guy has been out for seven years and has never attended a party. This is the first time for this small New Year's Eve party. Usually in variety shows, she never sings. This opening almost didn't send him away!

The key point is that this guy turned his head back in a daze, and asked him a little proudly: "Am I singing well?"

Bo Yan was stunned for a moment. He has answered many questions in his life, but he has never been so entangled this time.

The answer is nice, it really goes against his principles of being a human being.

But if the answer is not good, Xia Siyu will be angry again.

This is not a question for sending points, but a proposition for sending.

He hesitated and whispered, "You are the best in my heart."

Anyway, in the eyes of a lover, Xishi is a beauty. In his eyes, Xia Siyu wears eighteen layers of filters. Of course, everything is the best.

Xia Siyu didn't do it, she turned her head, the sound of water rushing, she asked seriously: "What if it is in the eyes of others?"

Bo Yan said to him, "You are good-looking, everything you say is right."

Xia Siyu sat up straight again, leaned forward, and looked closer: "You mean, I only have good looks? Can't sing well?"

Bo Yan leaned back under her coercion, and kept going back, the back of his head was about to stick out of the bathtub. He was forced to take it no longer, and replied: "...you sing very distinctively."

He also analyzed with her: "Your tone is nice and your voice is very crisp. Your singing style...that is very unique and unique."

"That doesn't sound good?" In fact, Xia Siyu knew it, otherwise, with her stinky personality, she participated in many variety shows, but she hadn't been on stage and sang a song.

Bo Yan did not continue to add fuel to the fire, but only comforted: "It's okay, there is still a week before the rehearsal. There is still half a month before the New Year's Eve. Take your time, it will be done soon. The sentence song is not difficult, you just need to lower your voice for the final chorus part."

Xia Siyu's mood dropped again: "So I still say that I sing badly?"

She promised to attend the New Year's Eve party this time, not for the appearance fee. One is to follow Bo Yan, and the other is to promote the movie "The Tempest". She has never sang on the stage herself, and it is rare for Xia Siyu, who is usually full of confidence, to look discouraged, and Bo Yan quickly comforted: