private island

They opened it with great difficulty, unrolling the scroll carefully.Although it is in English, the words are simple and the handwriting is immature.Judging by the name and the sticker on it, it's a little girl:

"Hi New Century people! I'm Kelly, and my New Year's resolution is to marry Aaron next door. In fact, my annual wish is to marry him. What's your wish? If you pick up this Bottle, you can send the letter back, I am very happy to correspond with you." The address at the end is a small town in New Zealand.Throwing time, is December 1999, 12.

It has been drifting alone for more than ten years without being eaten by fish or caught by nets, and only now has it landed.

Guan Sheng folded the letter paper, clipped it into the helicopter operation manual, held up the drift bottle and said, "Shall we use it to call for help?"

"Great talent, you write."

They walked back to the shade, and Fan Xi brought a pen and paper.

Opportunities are not easy to come by. Even if the hope is slim, Guan Sheng still worded his words cautiously and simply: "My name is Guan Sheng, and I am a Chinese singer. The helicopter I was on crashed. My bodyguard and I are still alive, and we are now on an uninhabited island. .We don't know its location. Its most notable feature is that there is a huge reef that looks like a dick. Please call the number below immediately, and the other party will thank you..."

What he left was the phone number of his manager Brother Yu.At the beginning, he wrote in English: Please translate the following into English.

Fan Xi blew a whistle, his face darkened: "I don't deserve a name?"

"Ah, sorry." Guan Sheng added a caret after "my bodyguard" and added Fan Xi's name.

Seeing that his eyes were still resentful, Guan Sheng smiled and flicked his head: "I'll rewrite it, okay?"

After writing it, Fan Xi read it again and found that his name was very big.With a chuckle, he resealed the drift bottle, solemnly threw it back into the sea, and watched it go with the waves.

I don't know when and what month it will be when it is discovered again.At that time, would he already have gray hair?Are the parents still alive?He looked at the man beside him, he couldn't keep it in the world, no matter how handsome he was, he would eventually grow old.At that time, even if Guan Sheng is rescued and comes back, he will not be able to act in idol dramas.

Feeling melancholy for a while, Guan Sheng asked him for a haircut.

The scissors in the toolbox were too big, so Fan Xi used the small scissors in the medicine box.He used the parachute as a cloth, sprayed Guan Sheng's hair wet, clamped the hair with his fingers, and compared it seriously: "How do you want to cut it?"

"Simply fix it, don't make it too short." Guan Sheng shrunk his neck slightly and paused, "Don't touch my ears, my ears are very... very that."

"It's easy to get popular? It's very popular now."

Guan nodded vaguely.

"You can cut it for me later." Fan Xi couldn't help but glanced at his ears again, and then held his breath, his black hair fell down where the silver light shone, and his chic movements were the essence of a creative director of a barber shop.

At first, he was still able to chat easily, and joked: "Brother, do you want to get a card? You can get as much as you recharge." Gradually, he became reticent, and the air seemed to be dignified.

Guan Sheng realized that the matter was not simple, clenched his fists, and asked in a low voice: "Boy, did you cut it badly for me?"

"Well... it can still be repaired." Fan Xi muttered.He trimmed it, cut it a little, and saw that things were developing to an irreversible point.After a while, he finally worked up the courage and said it was fixed.

Guan Sheng took a deep breath, picked up the harmonica, glanced at it and then closed his eyes tightly.He was furious, pointing at his chainsaw-like head: "Isn't this tm a terraced field, huh?! The handsome one is better than this!"

Fan Xi clenched his fingers in shame: "It's not like terraced fields, it's like Yugi Muto in "Yu-Gi-Oh."

"It's time for me to cut it for you, come here." Guan Sheng wrung his knuckles, picked up the scissors, and pulled out a wicked smile from the corner of his mouth, like a bloodthirsty strange doctor, "Sit down obediently, I will Make you much cuter than you are now."

"No, don't..." Fan Xi ran away, and after a few seconds, he was already tens of meters away.Guan Sheng is very vengeful and will definitely cut him into a monster.

"Comrade Fan Xiaocong, you are violating the common program and undermining unity!" Guan Sheng didn't chase after him, and he knew he couldn't catch up. Haven't done it yet. You are maliciously speculating and belittling my personality."

Fan Xi stopped and turned around dumbfoundingly: "Your mouth is really good!"

"Broken mouth? Last year, the online selection of 'Actor Girls Most Want to Kiss', my broken mouth ranked first!" Guan Sheng hooked his hands, "Come back and admit your mistake!"

After a moment of confrontation, Fan Xi walked back slowly, pretending to be straightforward and said: "Cut it, cut it."

He sat on the ground with a determined expression, letting himself be slaughtered.

The scissors clicked in his ear, whether it was intentional or not, he played with his ear several times and quietly observed his reaction.He pretended not to feel it, and thought to himself: Would he want to cut my ears and paralyze me with fake movements first?

After a long time, Guan Sheng untied the apron and shook it coolly: "It's over!"

Fan Xi touched it hastily, and went to play the harmonica again, and unexpectedly found that his hairstyle was very refreshing and not ugly at all.The worry on his face was wiped away: "Brother Sheng, you can do it well!"

"I used to practice with my father and my younger brother." Guan Sheng's face was mixed with pride and bitterness. "The family is poor, and their hair grows very fast."

"I thought you'd cut me into an ugly monster. I misunderstood you, sorry." Fan Xi cupped his fists apologetically.

"I have to look at you every day. Of course, I want to make you look better. You are not very handsome." Guan Sheng blew the dregs off the scissors, "Unlike me, I can control all kinds of hairstyles."

Afterwards, he asked Fan Xi to hold the harmonica, trim his hair himself, and try to look like a normal person so that he would not be mistaken for someone who had escaped from a mental hospital.

When the sun sinks to the bottom of the sea, the island becomes dangerous because of that guy who shits.

They looked at each other tacitly, you pick firewood and I lead the dog, and walked side by side to the rocky mountain.At first it was Fan Xi who was carrying the firewood and fruits, and his steps were a little heavy.Seeing this, Guan Sheng took the initiative, but said: "I don't like to lead this stupid dog."

They first built a bonfire on the slow platform near the entrance of the cave, and then started a colorful nightlife.

"It's very big, do you want it?" Guan Sheng looked directly at Fan Xi with a smile in his dark eyes like two deep pools.

"I'll think about it." The latter pursed his lips lightly, and rubbed his fingers in refusal.

"Hurry up, do you want it?"

"To... three A's!"

"Guan Shang, three 2!" Guan Sheng slammed down the three cards, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Do you want more?"

"How many cards do you have left?" Fan Xi covered the cards in his hand and carefully aimed at the man.

"There's too much, not enough."

He glanced at the deck again, trying to figure out what cards were left in the man's hand.Xiao Wang hasn't released yet, but he has four 5's.Guan Sheng held down the deck of cards and gave him a slight look.He looked away awkwardly, and made a pair of 4.

This deck of playing cards was made by stacking the inside pages of the helicopter operation manual, and the patterns and numbers were drawn with a pen and safflower juice.Although the cards are limited, the fun is endless. In addition to the most basic gameplay, you can also fry golden flowers, fish, upgrade...

This time, Fan Xi lost.He stretched out his reddened arm, raised his right two fingers in a pipe sound, let out a breath with a smile, and yanked it down hard.He rubbed the sore spot, squinted his eyes resentfully: "Come on, you wait for me."

After a while, he lost again, this time the punishment for Guan Shengxuan was to flick his forehead.The man moved his wrist exaggeratedly, with a sinister smile on his lips, pressed his head, and snapped his fingers with the force of landslides!

There was a crisp "boom", like bouncing on a ripe watermelon.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

This blow was too brutal, Fan Xi covered his forehead and yelled in pain, which was slowed down for several seconds.Seeing that his eyes were shining brightly, with tears flashing faintly, Guan Sheng's expression changed from joking to bewildered: "Hey, are you all right? It doesn't hurt that much, right?"

"You are so cruel."

Guan Sheng removed his hand, only to see a small green bump bulging in the middle of his forehead, like a king of silver horns, "Haha, you are crying."

Fan Xi immediately retorted: "I didn't, it was just a stress reaction."

"Why don't you take revenge?" Guan Sheng pushed his hair back, revealing a thick and neat hairline, and smiled at him.

Fan Xi took it lightly: "If you lose, you lose, and it's not like you can't afford it."

Guan Sheng wanted to touch the blue bag, but raised his hand but dropped it again, feeling a little uncomfortable.Even before touching it, the fingertips felt hot.While playing cards, the drifting bottle flashed in his mind, and suddenly inspiration gushed out like a fountain.

He wanted to write, and he moved it like flying under the moonlight and firelight, and then hummed softly to Fan Xi:

"A fish that doesn't fit in, swims into a drifting bottle.

In transparent time,

with letterhead,

A century has passed.

The letter said, we are as gentle and quiet.

Why don't I be your friend,

You take me on a trip.

Today's story is over, I am DJ Haixing.

I wish the listeners and friends in front of the radio to have a good mood every day.

Every wish can be heard by the sea. "

Fan Xi immediately clapped vigorously, with light in his eyes bent into two arcs, and the compliment was nice and interesting.Guan Sheng was very satisfied with this reaction, even a little embarrassed.After being away from the group for too long, a person who is so narcissistic about himself has started to feel shy because of a little praise.

He added with a smile: "This song is called "Undersea Radio". Every night late at night, stories sent by readers will be broadcast, and the DJ is a starfish."

"Then one day, the show suddenly stopped. Because this DJ was eaten by us, it was very difficult to eat, haha."

He was startled, then laughed together with Fan Xi, leaning forward and backward.The island was too small, so for a while the whole world was filled with their laughter.

Fan Xi rubbed his face and stopped laughing, and asked, "You've written a lot of songs recently, is it enough for an album?"

"Don't dare to say, it's piecemeal, mainly because there is no arrangement tool."

Fan Xi nodded with a half understanding.It was very dark, but he still lowered his eyes, as if he was afraid that something would leak out.He took a deep breath, and then asked, "Then, is there me in your song?"

The songs written by Guan Sheng are mainly love songs, and he took it for granted: "Of course not, what should I write? The man who threw me nine times in a row?"

Fan Xi didn't speak, a smile floated on his lips, which was fleeting.

Guan Sheng continued: "If the writing is not beautiful, it will violate the original intention of the song as a carrier. If it is well-written, it seems to be masochistic."

"Well, it turns out I'm not even as good as a starfish, hmph." Fan Xi scratched the stone surface with his nails, and then smiled, "Our birthday is coming, how do you want to celebrate it?"

"Do your best to live well," Guan Sheng raised an eyebrow at him, "What are you going to give me?"

"A gift?" Fan Xi shook the rags on his body, "Brother Sheng, look at how miserable I am, and I'm only a little better than a bone frozen to death. How can there be anything for you?"

"Anyway, if you have to give me something, I'll give it to you too. That's what life is, otherwise it's just living." Guan Sheng's attitude was tough and domineering, leaving no room for rebuttal, "That's it, it's so boring Let's go, son honey."

He shook his hand, signaling the opponent to guess punches.Fan Xi took out the scissors, but he was half a beat too late, turning the original rock into cloth.He also couldn't tell why he lost on purpose, maybe because he wasn't sleepy and didn't want to go to bed too early.

Fan Xi said goodnight, and went into the cave to sleep.

After a while, Guan Sheng tiptoed in, followed his even and deep breathing in the darkness, and slowly groped to his head.The blue bump on the forehead was still bulging, and it felt warm and delicate to the touch.

I really shouldn't have flicked him hard, his skin is so smooth, I don't know what it feels like to touch his face?Thinking of this, Guan Sheng stretched out his hand out of nowhere...

"Woof!" Shuaidai howled suddenly.

The subordinate's head shook, Guan Sheng didn't act like a thief but felt guilty, hurriedly exited the cave, then vented his anger on Shuaidai, and kicked it.

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