"I'm fine." Her voice was still weak, as if she had installed a blower in her lungs, and it was a little hollow.

However, after a brief rest, Xia Siyu immediately asked: "How was the photo taken?"

She danced so miserably from top to bottom, and she has practiced this scene countless times these days. If she worked so hard, she would be useless in the end, which would make people vomit blood.

Bo Yan didn't expect that the first thing this guy did when he came back was to ask him how the film was. He was a little amused and moved by her efforts the second time. He thought for a while, then nodded: "Director Ji said that you won't waste your efforts."

Xia Siyu asked again: "That's it that can be used?"

She never thought that one could really be used. After all, the process of her jumping down may be very ugly. The expression on her face cannot be controlled well, and it is also possible that she jumped in a crooked manner and could not be seen in the camera, so she could not use it all.

But she was already very happy to use a little shot.

Bo Yan said: "It's useful. Director Ji said it, there shouldn't be too many useless shots."

In fact, Director Ji's original words are: The camera captures well, and her movements cannot be said to be perfect, but they are real. Now the audience is watching beauty and reality. Xia Siyu takes up both of them, and when she dances, Director Ji uses multiple cameras to capture all the movements. When she finally displays, she should be able to display them all.

"That's to say yes!" Xia Siyu was happy in an instant, and immediately sat straight, even regardless of the needle in her hand, and happily waved her fist: "I'm so awesome! I'm worthy of being me! Why am I so awesome?"

Bo Yan saw that her face was blue and purple. She was obviously a patient and was sick just now, but she was instantly resurrected on the spot. Her face looked proud, and he smiled: "Yes, you are very good."

Even he couldn't help laughing with him, as if he saw her smile and instantly infected himself.

Xia Siyu's voice just now was a little loud, and she woke up Xia Youbiao, who was still lying on the side. He slowly raised his head and saw Xia Siyu smiling, and instantly became happy: "Siyu, are you awake? Are you still uncomfortable?"

Although the lights were dim, Xia Siyu also saw that one side of her father's face seemed to be slightly swollen.

Xia Siyu saw her father. Although the barrier in her heart had slightly lowered, her smile still couldn't help but calm down: "My okay father."

"Hey, that's fine, that's fine. I'll call the doctor, and you guys are chatting."

There was a bell at the head of the bed, but he got up and went out, preparing to call the doctor outside and leave room for them.

Xia Siyu did not stop her, but her eyes followed Xia Youbiao until he walked out of the door and could no longer see it.

Bo Yan continued to narrate at this time: "Dad was very anxious just now. Seeing you fall into his arms, he hated himself for slapping himself several times."

Both he and Xia Youbiao knew that this was Xia Siyu's own choice, but when they saw Xia Siyu working so hard, they would still blame themselves and feel distressed.
Chapter completed!