"You're on the trending blacklist."
During the break, Xia Siyu was drinking water. At the sound, she almost poured an entire bottle up her nose, choking and coughing violently.
Lately, Siyu had been practicing like mad every day. Especially since she recovered from soft tissue bruising, she's been bouncing up and down like a ball.
She previously chose a high-difficulty street dance. Actually, the dance moves were not hard, what's hard was changing her habits of exerting force. She practiced for a few days, and now she's getting the hang of it.
But as for the singing lessons... Bo Yan worried she might embarrass herself, and Siyu herself realized it too. After being coaxed on the first day, she came to her senses at home, squarely facing her "gap" in skill. Bo taught her phrase by phrase, not expecting her to sound good, but just hoping she wouldn't sing terribly off-key.
