The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!-Chapter 1780 - 1770: Separation (4)

She not only put on a cold face but also immediately took off her earpiece and microphone, then turned to the cameraman and said, "Sorry, I need to contact the director."

They were already filming, and there were other guests present. This show was originally a B-list variety show, featuring a group of small-time celebrities. Since it was Qin Baizhou who helped with the connections, Huixing’s artists were the majority.

Xia Siyu was the biggest name. When she put on a frosty face, the room instantly fell silent, and no one dared to speak at that moment, afraid of provoking this big player.

It’s well known that Xia Siyu always does as she pleases. Other artists might still care about their image and hold back a little when filming variety shows. But not this one—she just cares about her own happiness, whether in the past or now. Whoever makes her unhappy will end up unhappy themselves.

Wei Jingjing had been in a following mode, and when Xia Siyu was messing around, she followed the director over. But since it was still filming, she couldn’t enter the filming area and kept watching from the side.

Xia Siyu directly told the director, "I should have had my agent inform you that I don’t want to talk about my relationships."

She indeed had said that.

The director’s crew also knew that Xia Siyu’s current hot topics partially involved Bo Yan. It was really hard for them to let go of this angle.

But they couldn’t afford to offend Xia Siyu either, so they had to smile, "Ms. Xia, I’ll remind the MC to be careful not to bring up this topic. If you don’t bring it up, we won’t make any claims, alright?"

Xia Siyu nodded and didn’t continue to make things difficult for them. But with this little episode, the atmosphere on set instantly cooled down.

A few little idols next to her took advantage of this time to remove their microphones and whispered, "Isn’t Ms. Xia known for not caring about being talked about? Why does she always avoid mentioning her love life?"

This wasn’t the first time Xia Siyu turned sour when asked about her relationships. At the last Golden Phoenix awards ceremony and "Divine Catcher" roadshow, she had embarrassed the questioning reporters publicly. Every time outsiders questioned if their relationship had changed, Bo Yan would always pop up to show their affection, immediately slapping the doubters in the face.

"Maybe... maybe, it’s just wanting to keep some privacy."

The little idol let out an "oh." For someone like them, who hasn’t risen to fame yet, they naturally want to be full of topics. If dating could get them trending, they wish they could have a new relationship every day. Unfortunately, idols, especially female idols, don’t even have the qualification to date.

But Xia Siyu is different, isn’t she? She’s already at the top of the food chain. She’s been famous for ten years and still getting more popular. The scariest part is that the public seems to have gotten used to her capricious personality, where she would put on a face at the slightest displeasure. It’s as if they’ve been PUA’d by her. Someone else with a personality like hers, even if it’s Shang Feifei, would be scolded badly. But when Xia Siyu does these things, it’s like everyone takes it for granted. If one day she suddenly became a decorous lady, people might even find it strange.

Xia Siyu’s moods come quickly and go just as fast. After instructing the director’s crew, they were about to start recording again. She looked around and noticed everyone was watching her expression like they were watching the Great Demon King, which she found a bit odd, "Keep playing music and dancing, why are you looking at me? Is there dirt on my face?"

"No, no." Everyone shook their heads, and the filming continued.

This was a travel variety show, so naturally, they needed to get moving since it’s a travel show. Thankfully, Xia Siyu had rich experience, having participated in many travel-related variety shows before. Be it stingy ones, harsh conditions, deserts, rainforests, overseas—she had been in all sorts of environments, not intimidated at all.

Although it’s called a slow variety show, who knows if the crew would stir up something unexpected. If there’s any mountain-climbing or sea-diving involved, she needs to be prepared in advance. This time around, she didn’t wear pretty little dresses; instead, she wore a smart workwear outfit, flat Martin boots, her hair simply tied into a ponytail, and her makeup fresh and natural, adding a bit of playfulness and liveliness.

In contrast, those little idols, whether male or female, wore cooler clothes, and their makeup was quite heavy. Some male idols wore lipstick shades more striking than Xia Siyu’s.

The harsh truth is, even though those little idols were in their early twenties and dressed flamboyantly, their looks combined couldn’t match hers alone. Standing together, even if Xia Siyu didn’t say anything or do anything, there was an invisible sense of having a group of little followers around her. Moreover, being next to Xia Siyu, whether it was the pressure or the earlier show of authority to the crew, everyone seemed a bit reserved.

Luckily, after recording, Xia Siyu’s carefree personality, coupled with her rich experience after the traveling began, especially knowing how to play the rules and strategically maneuver with the crew, made her popular among them quickly. Having once been an artist with Huixing, she was familiar with their habits. Especially since she had been practicing boxing for years and had been training in dance for a while not long ago, she was full of energy.

These little idols, although they initially debuted as singers and dancers, many had gradually neglected dancing after successfully debuting, and their stamina couldn’t match Xia Siyu’s. Having a teammate who could stand up to the crew with plenty of energy during the trip naturally made her a popular choice, and it wasn’t long before they became familiar with her.

However, during filming, everyone tacitly avoided mentioning Bo Yan. But Xia Siyu didn’t know if it was a case of nerves. When the crew had her running with a load, she didn’t even gasp for breath, but hearing anything with "Bo" or "Yan" made her temples throb.

A little idol said, "It might get a bit chilly tonight. Wearing so little, won’t it feel a bit thin?"

"Thin," Xia Siyu silently repeated in her heart.

During dinner, as everyone discussed the day’s itinerary, someone said, "Speak not while dining, about sleeping, speak not."

"Speak," Xia Siyu felt another arrow strike her knee.

When discussing the schedule for tomorrow after the meal, someone said, "Shouldn’t we have someone write down these statements in a notebook during the discussion later? If anyone has requests, speak up first to avoid favoritism."

"Statements," "favoritism," Xia Siyu felt two more metaphorical knives piercing her.

"Who’s ’favoring one over another’? Or what do you want to speak about?"

"Of course, sweet nothings and loving words, what else would it be? Or what do you want to hear?"

Xia Siyu’s temples throbbed wildly, and she felt as though she was about to have a heart attack. Damn, why did Bo Yan have to be named that? Couldn’t he have chosen a less common name? She didn’t want to hear anything related to him, not even his name.

Someone noticed Xia Siyu’s silence and asked with concern, "Sister Xia, why aren’t you speaking?"