The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!-Chapter 694 - 691: The Immortal’s Trick (3)

Chapter 694: Chapter 691: The Immortal’s Trick (3)

Bo Yan smiled faintly, “It’s alright.”

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The “good guy” Bo Yan didn’t forget to treat Han Yifan to a lunch. But Han Yifan couldn’t sit still for a moment, as if he had springs in his seat, and the moment he received Bo Yan’s hint, he shot out of the place. He wished he could arrange a woman right now to seduce Glasses, so that Shang Feifei would break up with him by tomorrow.

Bo Yan didn’t care much; he merely provided a direction. As for how to execute it, it wasn’t his responsibility. If Han Yifan could really get a woman to set a trap for Xi You, it would prove that the man was flawed and couldn’t resist temptation. Even if it weren’t Han Yifan, someone else would come along eventually. If Xi You resisted, well, then, blessings to him. If his character was good and it was true love, Shang Feifei wouldn’t be at a loss for being with him.

However, it had nothing to do with him. He just wanted to avenge himself for being spied on by Xia Siyu.

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He ordered a casual lunch, ate leisurely, read a book for a while, and waited until the sun was low in the sky before he packed his books into his backpack and headed to the school where Xia Siyu was filming.

Bo Yan left the house in his usual disguise. This was Shangcheng, bustling and busy. He walked through the streets with a mask, a hat, and a thick coat that concealed his figure. Sport pants were a must-have, and he also brought along black-framed glasses, the same model as Xia Siyu wore today, and carried a backpack. He didn’t look like a middle schooler, but he did resemble a college student.

The location for Xia Siyu’s shoot was at a middle school. Today was Saturday, and the crew took advantage of the empty weekend at the school to film.

She had changed into another set of clothes, this time wearing an oversized school uniform. But the good thing about school uniforms was that they didn’t require too much embellishment; natural was best.

Bo Yan wanted to be a director, and the script was his own creation. What to create? A box-office hit that was suitable for newcomers, not too difficult, and even relatively easy to snag awards with—a youth film.

Current youth films were filled with pain, abortion, mistresses and even multiple affairs. If you could add some school violence, it would be considered very trendy. But these conflicts, for most kids, weren’t distant, yet they were still somewhat novel.

He just wanted to write a simple story about the love, academics, youth, and aspirations of a boy and a girl. The most important thing was that during the best years, he met her, the one in his life.

Bo Yan also arrived at the school gate where Xia Siyu was filming. Even though it was the weekend, the place wasn’t open to just anyone. But just as Bo Yan got there and was about to find a nearby café to sit and wait, Xia Siyu and her team unexpectedly came out.

And judging by Xia Siyu’s look, it seemed they had finished shooting for the day. She stood at the school gate calling him. Bo Yan hid at the entrance of a nearby alley and picked up, “Hello?”

“I’ve finished shooting for today. Where are you?”

Bo Yan, with his body turned and the brim of his hat lowered, watched her from across the street. He smiled and instructed, “Shake off everyone else and then come over to the other side of the street.”

Xia Siyu glanced over this way immediately, and Bo Yan ducked out of sight, “I’m at the coffee shop on this side, in the alley. It’s a bit winding; let me tell you how to get here.”

Xia Siyu nodded. She turned her head to say something to Wei Jingjing and the others, and after the main group left, she headed across the street by herself. She was still on the phone, asking, “How should I walk to get to you?”

“All you need to do is turn around, and you’ll see me.” This phrase came simultaneously through the phone and in real life, and then Bo Yan emerged from behind and wrapped his arms around her.