I heard that I don't sing love songs [Entertainment]

This song was once popular all over the country, so when Zong Yuan played it, the few guests around the fire unconsciously hummed along, and when everyone realized it, the song was over.

For the entire 21 days of island life, they were deliberately staying away from Zong Yuan. Zong Yuan didn't care. He acted alone every day, whether it was exploring the interior of the island or looking for food and water sources. Occasionally Wei Senyao would follow him. His loneliness It's all imprinted in everyone's heart.

The group of guests suddenly realized that the young man sitting on the rock was different from what they had imagined, as if he was treated indifferently, he could still sit there holding the instrument and play such an open-minded piece.

"Brother Yuan, do you want to eat hot pot?" A guest asked.

Zong Yuan turned his head and saw that they were all staring at him with bright eyes, not as repulsive as before, so he shook his head, "You can't eat spicy food, thank you."

This group of guests have been fed light water for a long time, and they put spicy pot bottoms in the mandarin duck pot. The pungent aroma can be smelled from a long distance. The hospital is purely to compete with Yizhou.

"Brother Yuan, shall we play another song?" Another person said.

After staying on this small island for so long, without any entertainment, for this group of entertainers who used to feast and feast, a little music is salvation, let alone a professional singer like Zong Yuan.

The music sounded again, and with the pleasant singing, everyone began to talk about sensational words. When a married artist mentioned his family, his eyes shone brightly, saying that he missed his youngest daughter.

Zong Yuan turned around and faced them directly. From this angle, he could see the reddish eye sockets of the male artist in the light of the fire, which looked more sincere than the usual expressions under the camera.

When it came to this topic, the rest of the unmarried guests also started chatting. Suddenly, a guest who was born as an athlete looked at Zong Yuan, "Does Zong Yuan have a date?"

It would be inappropriate to ask this kind of personal question surrounded by high-rise buildings, but now on the island far away from the mainland, due to the brisk atmosphere, no one thinks this question is strange, and they all look at Zongyuan with great interest, waiting for a Either true or false answers.

Zong Yuan hesitated for two seconds, then shook his head.

The guest who asked the question said to the rest of the people: "I just said that Zong Yuan is not enlightened, otherwise there is no element of love in these songs."

The rest of them smiled and said to Zongyuan: "The Olympic champion wants to listen to love songs."

Zong Yuan really didn't know much about love songs, and everyone didn't feel embarrassed. The sound of the music echoed around the island. The guests were reserved from the beginning to singing and dancing later. No one noticed that Zong Yuan didn't sing a word from the beginning to the end.

In the early morning of the second day, after packing our bags, we boarded the cruise ship sent by the program group and headed to the new survival place.

Perhaps because of the experience of the night before leaving the island, or perhaps because of the hard work and survival together to accumulate some feelings, this group of people is obviously much closer and friendly to Zong Yuan.

When it became a problem to survive with enough food and clothing, those twists and turns in the entertainment industry were naturally left behind.

The second survival base is in the jungle. The living conditions are much more difficult than those on the islands. With the previous survival experience, everyone's psychological quality has improved significantly, and it is normal to have fun while suffering.

Two months later, Zong Yuan took an international flight back to City A. He was used to seeing the vastness of the sea and the lushness of the jungle, but he still felt a little uncomfortable when he returned to the urban area suddenly.

After getting off the plane, the guests who were traveling with them returned to their previous indifference, and left without even saying hello. Zong Yuan knew it well, but Bai Lin couldn't bear the grievance and jumped a few times.

It was beyond his expectation that Ken would talk to him on the show, but now that he is back in this circle, how could he still dare to have any contact with him.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Zhou came to look for you when you first entered the island. Now that the recording is over, do you want to inform him?" On the way home, Bai Lin walked beside him and asked.

Zong Yuan was a little surprised, "He has been here?"

Bai Lin nodded, "Actually, Brother Zhou was also planning to come when you went to the jungle, and he told me about it on the phone, but he didn't arrive because of the inevitable time."

Zong Yuan didn't expect to make such a move when he was shooting, he hesitated for a few seconds, took out his mobile phone and called Yi Zhou.

The person on the other end of the phone may be busy, but no one answered the call for a long time, Zong Yuan hung up the phone, feeling relieved.

In the early morning of the next day, Zong Yuan went out to the hospital for a physical examination, and Bai Lin followed him worriedly. A crowded place is prone to accidents, especially for an artist like Zong Yuan who still has a controversial label on him.

Zong Yuan has lived in the wild for so long, and his exposed skin is still cool and white, not tanned by the scorching sun. Except that it is rougher than before, it looks the same as before boarding the plane.

It was only after arriving at the hospital that Zong Yuan lifted up the hem of his clothes, revealing a large area of ​​red spots, which showed traces of allergies, and Bai Lin was startled, "Brother Yuan, what kind of allergies do you have?"

Zong Yuan pursed his lips, "Grass and trees."

The grass and trees will be more or less stained with traces of mosquitoes, and if Zong Yuan touches it again, it's hard not to be allergic, but Bai Lin was shocked when he heard it. Since entering the island, Zong Yuan has been lying on the grass every night .

"It wasn't serious at first." Zong Yuan peeped through his thoughts and explained.

Only then did Bai Lin feel better, otherwise he would have to blame himself if something went wrong under his watchful eye.

After the physical examination, the results could not be released on the spot. Zong Yuan went to recheck the wound from the previous operation. The situation was not optimistic. The healed wound was covered with allergic erythema. Fortunately, Zong Yuan had good restraint and never scratched it. After taking some medicine, I left the hospital.

In the second week after the recording of the program ended, the variety show broadcast simultaneously on TV had already reached the time to bid farewell to the island. Qin Guan passed by City A for work and heard that Zong Yuan was back, so he made an appointment with a few cronies and took him there together. Chic life.

"You don't feel bored staying at home all day?" Qin Guan put his hand on his shoulder, and was pushed away by Zong Yuan several times, but he put it back persistently, "I watched your show, and I suffered. , I have to take care of you."

Qin Guan dragged him to a karaoke hall, and Zong Yuan became impatient when he entered, "What are you doing here?"

Qin Guan raised his brows and spoke with confidence, "Let's sing, otherwise why would I dare to bring you to pick up girls?"

Zong Yuan knew that Qin Guan was unreliable, but he didn't expect it to be so unreliable, so he had to be dragged in. The box was very lively, but when Qin Guan opened the door and saw Zong Yuan's presence, everyone inside was silent for a few seconds.

Qin Guan couldn't hold back his face, and yelled at the friends inside, "I think you're so handsome?"

Zong Yuan knew what these people were avoiding, so he didn't care about it. This group of people didn't look very serious. They were all young actors who didn't know how to do it. They didn't care about fame as much as those big names. Open, and make room for the two, "Don't put gold on your face, we want to see Brother Yuan's face."

Qin Guan snorted, and there was nothing to refute, Zong Yuan's face was pinched out by Nu Wa, and it was incomparable with their mass production.

This group of people had fun, and within 2 minutes the atmosphere was activated again. They screamed and screamed without panting, but it was really difficult for Zong Yuan, a professional singer.

Qin Guan ordered a glass of cocktail for Zong Yuan, "The degree is not high, you can drink it as a drink!"

Zong Yuan let out a "hmm", but didn't touch it.

"They all sing with tone deafness, bear with it." Amidst the noise, Qin Guan leaned into his ear and said loudly, and after finishing speaking, he didn't care if he was singing in tune or not, so he went to grab someone else's microphone to show his voice.

Zong Yuan sat there, and a little girl came to Qin Guan's seat just beside him. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but gradually felt that the little girl was getting closer and closer to him, and she almost didn't stick to him.

Zong Yuan moved his butt to make room for a small space, but within 2 minutes, the little girl came over again, Zong Yuan had no room to move, and looked over in confusion.

The little girl squinted and smiled at his gaze, "Brother Yuan."

She was wearing a short skirt with a collar, and the neckline was a little low. Zong Yuan was taller than him, and she could see the obvious "career line" when she turned her head. She turned her head in embarrassment, "Hmm."

"Brother Yuan and Brother Qin have a good relationship. Brother Qin, such a scoundrel, never thought he would have a friend like Brother Yuan." The girl raised her wine glass and winked at Zong Yuan.

Zong Yuan would not reject a girl at this time, picked up the glass of cocktail that Qin Guan handed over to him, and clinked glasses with the girl, "We've known each other for a long time."

He was just about to take a sip meaningfully, when he saw the door of the private room being opened, and there appeared a face that Zong Yuan couldn't ignore. With his chin resting on his shoulder and neck, Zong Yuan shook his hand and poured half a glass of wine on himself.

He subconsciously pushed the girl away and sat aside, put down the wine glass in his hand, and put it as far away as possible.

"Damn it." Someone cursed, "Did I read it right?"

Others followed his line of sight and felt a little inconceivable about Yi Zhou's appearance.

Qin Guangang was still roaring like a husky in front of the big screen, now seeing Yi Zhou's figure, he immediately shifted his gaze to Zong Yuan, and found that Zong Yuan's expression was a little strange at this time, and then he paid attention to the girl beside him, It's clear in my heart.

to finish...

Qin Guan put down the microphone and went to invite the great god to come in. Yi Zhou didn't look at Qin Guan who was walking in his direction, his eyes fell on Zong Yuan, and he raised his eyebrows.

Zong Yuan got up and walked slowly towards the door.

"I didn't expect Brother Zhou to be here too, let's come in and play together, it just so happens that Brother Yuan is also here." Qin Guan laughed.

Yi Zhou raised his lips, "I still have friends over there, come back next time I have a chance."

"Okay, okay..." Qin Guan was still thinking about what to say, but Zong Yuan had already walked behind him.

"Why did the clothes get wet? I have spare clothes in the car, so I need to change one?" Yi Zhou asked first.

Yi Zhou could see how his clothes were wet, Zong Yuan saw that he spoke easily, but his eyes were gloomy, and he opened his mouth, "Okay."

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