Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me

Bo Yan still remembers that they met eight and a half years ago. She was a freshman and he was a senior. After he was recommended to graduate students in his senior year, he helped his tutor with some teaching assistants.

In university classrooms, there must be a mixed subject called "University Aesthetic Education". The legendary king of elective courses, as long as you are present when the teacher points to it, don't hand in a blank paper at the end of the semester. It's easy to get a ninety point. Moreover, this kind of course is not easy to choose. Most people will rush to grab the class in order to get a good score.

It just so happens that the open class of Bo Yan's tutor is college aesthetic education.

His tutor didn't like to point to it. After a semester, Bo Yan didn't have much chance to use that list. Therefore, there are fewer people attending classes that are visible to the naked eye. At the end of the day, the schoolwork is heavy, and fewer people come to this kind of trivial class. Even the few who came to the class slept all the way to the end of get out of class, wiping their saliva and patting their butts and leaving.

Originally, a large lecture hall could accommodate a hundred people, but only twenty people arrived during this course, not even 30%. No matter how good his mentor was, he couldn't stand it, so he asked him to point it.

Bo Yan always sits in the first row. No one sits in the first row in such public classes—it's easy to be seen when he sleeps.

But when he got up, the girls in the class were boiling: Wow, that boy is so handsome!

Bo Yan's expression was calm, and he called the names one by one in order. The colleges and names are sorted by initials, the Art College is the last, and Xia Siyu and Zhou Weiwei are also the last two.

When Bo Yan saw the name "Xia Siyu", he thought that this guy should be a girl. But if it is a girl, how angry is she, surnamed Xia, and "thinking about rain", it is simply a violent temper.

Of course, after getting to know each other later, Xia Siyu herself also said that she was "pure yang" and was very angry. He was born in Xia, and his surname is Xia. Before he was born, it had not rained for three consecutive months, so he was called "Siyu".

But when he clicked her name at this time: "Xia Siyu."

No one responded.

Bo Yan's expression was calm, and he raised his voice and called again: "Xia Siyu."

In the entire class, there were only a few dozen people, because they were from different colleges, and everyone was not familiar with each other. When they heard the names, they just looked at each other, and no one paid any attention.

There are no more than three things. Bo Yan said that everyone's name was called three times. If he didn't agree three times, he would draw a cross directly after the name and deduct points for the final exam.

He spoke again: "Xia Siyu."

"Come here." It was Zhou Weiwei's weak voice sitting in the last row, and then she pushed a certain product who was sleeping next to her, "Wake up soon, the teacher is calling."

Then Xia Siyu blinked his sleepy eyes and slowly raised his head.

When she first woke up, her hair was still messed up in front of her face. Bo Yan glanced, then lowered his head uninterestedly and asked, "Are you Xia Siyu?"

Xia Siyu straightened her hair and asked frankly, "Who are you?"

Bo Yan was almost amused by her and raised his head.

Xia Siyu was also sober, looking at him.

Four eyes face each other.

How do you describe the feeling of that moment? It's like burning Heidelberg tonight. On the dark night, suddenly a bunch of fireworks rose to bloom in the sky, and the whole world was bright.

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After asking the first question, Li Yiru kept on running again and asked with a smile, "Then when is your first kiss?"