private island

The two finished their food in gunpowder-smelling silence, and there was no dialogue for about half an hour, each busy with its own business.Fan Xi buried his head in looking for a pen, and Guan Sheng deepened "SOS" on the beach.

But on the huge island, there is only each other.If you don't talk to the other party to relieve boredom, you can only chat with seafood and fruit, like a neuropathy.

"Don't look for it, I will pay you back." Finally, Guan Sheng said leisurely.

Fan Xi glanced at him: "I have nothing to do anyway."

"Design a raft." Guan Sheng broke two branches and wrote and drew on the sand, "Let's choose several kinds of trees for experiments to see which one has the most buoyancy, and then use parachutes to make sails... You know catamarans ?"

Fan Xi approached slowly, knelt down and shook his head.

"It is to make two relatively narrow rafts first, and then use a piece of wood to connect them horizontally. This kind of boat is very stable and relatively safe." Guan Sheng described for a moment, then pushed the sand with his feet Ping said with annoyance, "I can't draw well, as long as you understand the meaning."

"I understand, let's follow this." Fan Xi nodded slightly in agreement, "Use the rope on the parachute to fix it, and we can also remove the helicopter's propeller to strengthen the overall structure of the raft."

"That's a good idea."

Before they knew it, the two resumed their normal communication, which was faster than a husband and wife quarreling at the end of the bed.Otherwise, so what?Compared with the parabolic feeling of anger, boredom and loneliness are long wavy lines, which are not ups and downs but difficult.

In the afternoon, Fan Xi found a large piece of sea oysters and two palm-sized shells in the reef area.A gigantic coconut crab approached their leftover coconut shell and was caught alive by the sound of pipes.Obviously it was luck, but he said it was a planned trap, but it was broken for him.

Coconut crabs look like giant spiders, which are a little scary.The double pincers are extremely stout and delicious.

Because of this good meal, the rest of the day passed in some sort of harmony.In the dark of night, they let the bonfire burn brightly, trying to let the fire light illuminate the turbulent and silent sea as much as possible.

Fan Xi washed two pairs of beautiful large shells, and said with a smile: "I will use them as dishes later."

Guan Sheng hummed lightly at first, then frowned, snatched it away and threw it away: "It's unlucky, don't. God looked down and found that we were living a happy life. He thought these were two happy Adams. , and no one will be sent to rescue him.”

Fan Xi picked it up again and muttered: "You are metaphysics."

Guan Sheng said forcefully: "Can you prove the falsification?"

"Then it's okay for me to keep a souvenir, and sell it for money when I go home."

"Being able to disappear with me, you are already an Internet celebrity." Guan Sheng chuckled, "In the future, you can make a lot of money by selling anything, thank me."

"Thank you." Fan Xi was annoyed.

"Why hasn't anyone come to rescue us yet? There won't be a world war." Guan Sheng took out the recording pen with a low sigh, took off his shoes and approached the beach until his knees were submerged in the waves.

He recorded the sound of the waves, stood for a long time, then walked back and said: "Go home and extract the audio track, maybe you can hear the mermaid singing."

"You guys who make music are so romantic." Fan Xi couldn't help sighing lightly.

"I'm not romantic," Guan Sheng squinted at him, with a half-smile, half-stare expression, "I'm bullying and afraid of the strong, afraid of the strong and bullying the weak, what else is there... oh, I'm ruthless."

Fan Xi didn't talk to him, thinking: It seems that he has a grudge.Do you want to apologize to him?That string of idioms is indeed a bit too much.No, I'm sorry, he lost my pen without saying sorry.

Suddenly, Guan Sheng yelled loudly and tapped his forehead with his knuckles.Fan Xi thought he was having a headache, but he heard him say excitedly: "Hurry up, lend me the pen, I'm inspired! It's been a long time since I felt this way!"

"I lost the pen." Fan Xi blinked helplessly, his lower lip turned slightly outward, as if trying to be cute.

Guan Sheng had no choice but to write down the numbered notation on the beach, and then hummed to the recorder in a low voice.Fan Xi was watching the idol's creative process, not daring to interrupt this passionate moment, for fear that his brain would be suffocated by the abundant inspiration.

A new day starts with the wake-up breath of the pipe sound.

He rubbed his disheveled head and began to whine: "You keep talking in your sleep, nagging in my ears, and pulling my hair and scratching my back, it's so annoying."

Fan Xi hit the nail on the head: "When I'm sleeping, shouldn't you be on guard?"

Guan Sheng was startled, and then argued: "You also fell asleep the day before yesterday."

"Just that one time."

They raised the black smoke, and then went to the pool to take a bath together, Shuaidai ran ahead with his buttocks twisted.The island is oval in shape, and it takes a while to walk from the reef area to the water pool, but it is only a few hundred meters from the camp, not far away.

"Don't look at me!" Fan Xi moved a little further away from Guan's voice before he began to take off his clothes and jumped into the waist-deep pool.Wow, it's really cool and pleasant.

"Like a washboard, it's better to look at myself." Guan Sheng looked down at his chest muscles and squeezed them in satisfaction.

Fan Xi caught sight of his movements and muttered "Narcissist".

Fans know that he is not very good at all kinds of sports, and he only relies on running and scientific and reasonable ironing for fitness. He has a height of 183.5 (official data), but he can't even play basketball.Last year, he played a basketball genius in the movie Pain of Youth, and was sprayed as "a patient with progressive frostbite and facial paralysis".

At that time, Fan Xi was still replying one by one under the posts criticizing Guan Sheng's acting and ball skills: "But he didn't use a stand-in, he was already very dedicated and hardworking, and his meniscus was injured. He is still young, please give young actors some time to grow up .”

Not only that, but together with Su Pan, he participated in offline events where fans booked out to watch movies, contributing to the box office for the male god.At that time, the entire theater was full of Guan Sheng fans, so there was no need to worry about disturbing ordinary audiences.Whenever that charming face appeared on the screen, everyone gasped as if being strangled, and praised in unison.

In a few scenes, Guan Sheng's acting skills were too terrifying, and he couldn't handle the heroine's scene at all, so that the scene was silent.Su Pan also whispered: "Acting skills are not important, just looking good."

At the end of the show, Fan Xi was interviewed by a self-media: "Little brother, as one of the few male fans at the scene, how do you evaluate Guan Sheng's acting skills?"

He blushed and said, "I'm his fan, mainly to listen to the ending song he sang. I don't know the acting skills, but the song is really nice."

Thinking about it now, this kind of activity is really embarrassing.

"Fan Xiaoyu," Guan Sheng asked suddenly, "Did you dream of me last night?"

Fan Xi suddenly came back to his senses, his heart trembled, wondering how he would know, but he denied it: "I don't remember, it seems like I don't."

"You're typing on my back like you're posting something," Guan Sheng lifted the corners of his mouth, smiling a little frivolously, "probably saying, 'Although Guan Sheng's most amazing album is "Head Start" when he just debuted , but now the music is more mature 'whatever."

"Can you tell the difference?!" Fan Xi slightly widened his eyes.

"Because you were typing and chanting, even punctuation marks. After finally calming down, I just fell asleep, and you poked my finger again and shouted: Enter!"

Fan Xi grinned as he slapped the water like a duck, and had no choice but to talk about his dream last night: "I dreamed that someone said that the songs you released in the past two years are more than fancy and not innovative enough."

Guan Sheng lowered his eyes, the expression on his face gradually faded, and his tone was indifferent: "I'm very busy, I can't put all my energy on music, I can't think about it all day long, so I just write and write."

Fan Xi said earnestly: "Your previous songs were not complicated, the lyrics were not fancy but they were unforgettable, anyway... they were classics."

"Are you teaching me? Then tell me first, what is orchestration?" Guan Sheng frowned, squeezed his eyes narrow and long, and shot out a cold light like a blade.

"I don't understand." Fan Xi greeted his sharp glances calmly, "But most of the audience of music are people like me who don't understand anything."

Guan Sheng's eyes became calm, and he was rarely angry. He leaned back, stretched his limbs and floated on his back on the water.After a long time, he said, "But I'm still great, right?"

"Of course." Fan Xi praised from the bottom of his heart, talking about fans' general support skills, "Aside from appearance, in terms of singing skills, writing skills, and typhoon, you are one of the best among the new generation of singers, and you can even say that you have the strongest overall strength. .”

"I'm really busy, I finally took a break, and it's really unlucky to meet such a mess." Guan Sheng closed his eyes, gently paddling water with his hands on his side, just floating around Fan Xi, Like a floating corpse.

Fan Xi was blinded by him, so he grabbed a half-withered banana leaf that fell on the bank and covered his waist.

Guan Sheng suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing? You scared me, I'm doing floating meditation."

"When you meditate, you should also pay attention to what other people think." Fan Xi climbed ashore and dressed with his back turned to him, "It's too hot on the eyes."

"It's okay if you don't look at me?" Guan Sheng gave him a light look, and then floated up on his back, but this time he took the initiative to cover the banana leaf, "It will be New Year's Day in a few days. Welcome to the New Year?!"

"It's not possible," Fan Xi was quite optimistic, "Think about the best in everything, maybe you will be rescued on New Year's Day? Double happiness."

Guan Sheng muttered: "Why are we the unlucky ones? Could it be someone who is Mercury retrograde? What is your zodiac sign?"

"It's my birthday with you."

"Oh yes, I forgot just now." Guan Sheng began to make nonsense, "We are all Pisces... add up, that's four fish. Ha, no wonder we live on seafood all day long!"

Fan Xi laughed it off, but couldn't help muttering in his heart.At the same time, I thought: It would be great if they were Aries or Taurus, I really want to eat beef and mutton.

It is said that sheep must be eaten in the north, but the mutton powder in Guizhou, my hometown, is a must.A handful of rice noodles, a bowl of fresh soup, a layer of thin and chewy mutton slices, and a spoonful of oily chili peppers... I will write it down in the memo later, and then remember that I have lost my pen, alas, it is so annoying.

"Grass, without shampoo, my hair has turned into grass." Guan Sheng also climbed up, shaking his hair like a dog again, "Why are you looking at me so hungrily?"

Fan Xi looked away: "I didn't look at you, I was thinking about the mutton rice noodles from my hometown."

"Noodles are more delicious." Guan Sheng said firmly.

"The rice noodles are also good."