Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me

Vol 2 Chapter 123: One room (1)

After graduating from Bo Yan N University, he took a Ph.D. and graduated with a Ph.D. at the age of 26. After graduation, he stayed on to teach.

He studied literature at university, and learned film culture and art directly.

On literary accomplishment, he will not be low. In terms of professional theory, he can also speak up. He used to communicate when he was in college, and he is not a big deal in English and French.

——But Italian, he really doesn't.

"Fishing? Moving bricks?"

What the **** is this?

Xia Siyu pointed to this advertisement column: "Yes, it says, hiring people urgently, going to sea to fish for 100 euros per person, moving bricks for 50 euros per person per day. There is also a contact number."

Blue-collar workers abroad, such as plumbers in the United States, may cost one hundred dollars if they come out for repairs. Of course, they are skilled technicians, and moving bricks can't be so expensive, but if you move bricks a day, fifty is still possible.

As she said, she actually called the other party.

The phone was quickly connected, and halfway through, she turned her head: "Can you swim? Can you sail a boat?"

Bo Yan nodded: "I have a diving license and a yacht driver's license."

Before the barrage had time to brush "666", Xia Siyu asked again: "Then have you brought it?"

Rarely stuck in thin words: "No."

The program team did not say that this thing is not like a driver's license, ID card or passport. Who will bring it out of Congress?

Xia Siyu nuanced her mouth and looked disgusted. She asked again: "Then do you have a fishing license?"

Fishing in foreign countries requires a license in many places, which can be handled by a special office. If you illegally fish, you will be deducted from the country.

It’s not difficult to apply for this stuff. It can be done online or at a local office. It’s just that the program team asks to earn 100 Euros tomorrow, so obviously there is no time to prepare.

Bo Yan continued to shake his head: "No."

Xia Siyu hung up the phone. Although she didn't say anything on the surface, the color of disgust in her eyes was beyond words.

She made a second call: "It seems I can only move bricks."

The job requirements are not so many, from one noon to five in the evening. The local church needs to be repaired, so the task is to unload the bricks from the cart and build them one by one to facilitate the construction of the workers. It really means literally.

Four hours, fifty euros, tired and no food, the locals were reluctant to do it, so they had to recruit.

But Bo Yan and her have no other choice.

The work was so decided, and when they returned home after shopping, the two went to the church specifically to ask about work. After showing their passports and work visas, the church management office did not embarrass them. Just say let them arrive on time tomorrow. The rest of the work and shooting details are the communication between the program team and the church, and it has nothing to do with them.

When he left, Bo Yan left first. He noticed that Xia Siyu's pace was a little slower and turned back.

At this time, the church bell rang, and she looked back, and the setting sun poured in from the stained glass on the side of the church, shining on the statue of the Virgin Mary, and there was an inexplicable atmosphere of nostalgia.

He did not urge, silently waiting for Xia Siyu to turn around.

There were beautiful words on the barrage, and some people were boasting:

"Ms. Bo is really a gentleman, standing by and waiting silently."

"It seems like I want a husband like this, waiting for me to get home from get off work every day."

Only Bo Yan knew that Xia Siyu's state was a bit wrong these days.

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