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The blond and blue-eyed handsome coach continued to encourage, "goodjob" and "welldone" for a while, and the joy of "getting rich" was written on his face.

Fan Xi paddled the water with ease, lying on the surfboard to feel the angle and strength of the sea water every time the waves hit.He is half a head shorter than Guan Sheng, and his muscles are much slender, but he has excellent core strength, strong balance and coordination skills.

Guan Sheng paddled to him like a dying octopus, looked at his figure, and suddenly said, "Your butt is so sticky, what is this...peach butt? How did you do it?"

Fan Xideng blushed immediately, wiped some water on his face, and murmured: "I have practiced sports since I was a child, so I may be more well-proportioned."

At this time, a wave came over, and the sound of the pipe turned sideways.He stood up and spat out the sea water, and said to himself with firm eyes: "Damn... I don't believe this is harder than riding a bicycle."

Surfing needs to chase the white waves, which is the breaking point of the waves, and then stand up with the trend, lean the center of gravity of the body against the center of gravity of the surfboard, and be pushed by the waves to slide.Fan Xi succeeded after a few small trials. It felt great to bravely stand at the head of the tide and ride the waves, and all the beginners around him cast envious glances.

The sound of pipes persevered, dragging the heavy surfboard to the sea again and again, and fell like falling into a drum washing machine again and again.

This was very exhausting, and he was soon so tired that he collapsed on the beach to rest, stretched out a hand to Fan Xi, and gently hooked it twice, like a big guy in a Hong Kong movie calling his younger brother to come over.

Fan Xi hurried over and squatted down, putting his ears close to those beautifully shaped lips.

"Are you okay?" Guan frowned and leaned back.

"Oh, I, I thought you had something to do." Fan Xi smiled shyly.

"I want to drink water."

"Wait a minute."

Fan Xi ran to the locker, took water and sunscreen and ran back.It turned out that the two hooks meant to drink water. He felt a bit like a little eunuch being ordered by the empress. Although he was uncomfortable, he was not unhappy.

Guan Sheng took the sports drink, drank a few sips, and suddenly explained the behavior just now: "The filming and commercials are too noisy on the set. It is more convenient to use gestures, so I get used to it. I can't always shout at Fang Bo, I I want to drink goose goose water, hehehe—”

Fan Xi nodded.

"Don't think I'm playing tricks, I'm very approachable." Guan Sheng glanced at him, those eyes were bright and charming, casual glances seemed to be provocative.

"No, no, how could it be?" Fan Xi squinted his eyes, with a smile on his ordinary face.

"Oh, I really hate the studio. In the recording studio, I'm full of energy without sleep for three days, and I'm sluggish when I'm filming." Guan Sheng got up and picked up the surfboard, consciously slipping, walked a few steps and turned back, "Don't talk nonsense when you go back to China, I remember you signed the non-disclosure agreement."

Two hours later, the tube sound was completely out of battery, lying on the surfboard in a daze, and made an appointment with the coach to fight again tomorrow.Seeing him listless, Fan Xi was too embarrassed to continue playing, and asked, "Brother Sheng, would you like some water?"

"I drank a lot of sea water and I'm full." Guan Sheng responded slowly.

There was a burst of laughter from a few meters away. It was two Southeast Asians.Guan Sheng glared at them a few times, and they gave him the middle finger.He frowned and hissed coldly, slapped the water, and tilted his head towards Fan Xi: "Second-degree black belt, go and teach me a lesson."

The latter whispered: "It may cause a diplomatic dispute."

Guan Sheng was a little dissatisfied: "You are my bodyguard and my fan. Can you bear it if someone gives me the middle finger?"

Fan Xi thought for a while, and his bodyguard really hadn't played a role yet, so he said, "Okay, then I'll double my revenge." After finishing speaking, he let go of the surfboard with both hands, and under Guan Sheng's gaze, provocatively He raised his chin towards the two of them, and then slowly raised two middle fingers.

Guan Sheng opened his mouth in shock, and then teased: "Hehe, it's really a double return."

The two had distorted facial features and walked towards them cursing.Fan Xi went forward without fear, with cold eyes, and did a series of classic Bruce Lee moves: wagging his fingers, squeezing his fists, and sniffing his nose.

After a few seconds of confrontation, the two took the lead in confessing, turned around and left.

Fan Xi also turned around, and put on a docile smile in an instant: "When you're away from home, try not to do it if you can."

"I have learned it, and I will too." Guan Sheng brushed back his thick black hair, raised his face with beads of water, and imitated the gourd painting, "Will I get beaten like this?"

"Generally, you must first make sure you can win. You'd better not try it lightly."

"You're very humorous." Guan Sheng's face was slightly gloomy, and he walked back to the beach with his surfboard in his arms, and didn't speak for a long time.

Fan Xi realized that he had offended him again, and couldn't help feeling anxious, he shouldn't be joking casually.However, by lunch time, he had calmed down and asked Fan Xi what he wanted to eat.

He was like a happy and angry little boy, he just stayed for a while when he got angry.It was he who paid the money, Fan Xi said of course: "Brother Sheng, you can choose, you have good taste."

Guan Sheng chose a restaurant in Surfers Paradise, and the online said the steak here was great.However, he ordered pork chops and lamb chops.

The view by the window is pleasant, and the sound of the waves is blown into the ears by the sea breeze.While waiting for the meal, Guan Sheng used a voice recorder to record a piece of white noise mixed with the sound of ocean waves and the voices of the people in the restaurant, and then began to chat with people with a smile on his lips.

Suddenly, he raised his mobile phone, called Fan Xirang, took a photo of the restaurant, and sent it to whom.

Fan Xi guessed, did Guan Sheng have a girlfriend secretly?Occasionally there are rumors that he is gay - it seems that many handsome male stars have it, but Fan Xi knows very well that he is very straight.Even if he bent, Fan Xi would never dare to have the slightest delusions.Such a flirtatious man, he couldn't control himself, and couldn't tie him down.

Seeing that Guan Sheng had no intention of chatting, Fan Xi took out a small notebook to keep daily records. So far, today's expenses are 0.

"Random thoughts: Surfing with brother Sheng is so fun. However, he should not be very happy because he didn't learn.

Reminder: Buy some souvenirs. "

"What are you remembering?" Guan Sheng leaned on the chair and looked at him.

"Spending, ideas, mess."

"Remember how convenient it is on the phone."

"I'm used to it," Fan Xi smiled shyly, "My family opened a small supermarket. When I was young, I always took my classmates home to eat and drink. My mother said, write down what your classmates eat, otherwise you won't be able to pay for it .I took a small notebook and wrote it down, and only after I wrote it down did I realize that I had eaten so much! Gradually, I restrained myself, and the habit stayed.”

"Where is your hometown?" Fan Xi was about to say, but Guan Sheng raised his hand to stop him, "Let me guess...you can say a few more words."

"Well... the river is a slope, and the slope is a river. There is a goose standing on the slope, and the goose is looking down at a river. A wide river, a fat goose, a goose crossing the river, and a goose crossing the river."

Guan Sheng thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "Mandarin is pretty standard."

Fan Xi smiled: "I'm from Kaili, Guizhou."

"Can you hear where I'm from?"

"Tangshan, fans know about it."

"Just by listening, can't you hear it? Haha." Guan Sheng propped his elbows on the table, the table shook, and he said in a low voice, "This broken table is really amazing."

After eating, Fan Xi suddenly thought that the combination of himself and Guan Sheng is "Guan Fan", which sounds like he will never worry about food and clothing, and is very well-off.Hey, it's really good!

He was immersed in the little happiness like colorful bubbles, listening to Guan Sheng playing with his mobile phone and saying, "Take a break before leaving."

So he also picked up his mobile phone, posted some photos in the family group "Auspicious Three Treasures", went to Guansheng Chaohua to sign in, and then clicked on the short video app.

An ear-piercing voice sounded suddenly: "Today, let's take stock of the male stars with the worst acting skills in history, and the first one is Guan——"

Fan Xi's eyes widened, and he quickly turned the volume to the lowest, but the speech in the video was too fast.Guan Sheng looked up, blinked, and shrugged indifferently: "If he said that I sing badly, I would be angry."

Fan Xi slid away from this video, and couldn't help but swipe back, only to see the subtitles read: "Everyone look at this expression, the heroine is in his arms, but he seems to be going to the grave. This doesn't want to fall in love at all, right? Always ready to shave It’s a monk, this is an idol drama, big brother! Also, the heroine is terminally ill, and the extras beside him cry more sadly than him.”

That's right, Guan Sheng's only shortcoming at present is that his acting skills are extremely poor.Even for a diehard fan like Fan Xi, after racking his brains, he couldn't figure out how to praise him, he could only brag about his good looks.

He commented out of conscience: "There is a lot of room for improvement in pipe sound, besides, he is a musician, and acting is just a side job. This kind of evaluation is too one-sided. Everyone has bad performance. And he is too handsome, and the acting path is narrow. , making the acting solidify. [Smiling] [Rose] [Love]"

Fan Xi admired himself very much, he could think of the concept of "acting solidification".He glanced at the man across from him, wondering if the idol sensed that he just spoke up for him?Hiss, it's so nasty.

Soon, he came across a video about Guan Sheng, and the "Guan Sheng Global Support Club" was just updated.The picture is from a travel reality show two years ago. The pipe said solemnly: "For this show, I specially learned to ride a bicycle. My assistant taught me for a long time. Don't laugh, the bicycle is really difficult to ride. I almost fell with The program team reported, prepare me a large stroller, the one with two small wheels."

After finishing speaking, the other guests burst into laughter.Fan Xi suddenly remembered that Fang Bo ran away, it seemed that he predicted the disastrous performance of the pipe sound on the surfboard.

"Hey, who is that...Little porridge."

He came back to his senses, saw Guan Sheng playing with the drinking straw, and raised his eyebrows towards himself, "I see you learned to surf in a short time, there must be a better way. I don't want to learn from that foreigner, you can teach me .”

His heart skipped a beat, and he smiled awkwardly: "I'm not professional."

"Didn't you study physical education? Just treat me as a student."

Fan Xi had no choice but to nod, suddenly feeling a sweet burden.He tentatively asked, "Brother Sheng, how long did it take you to learn how to swim?"

"Three or four months." Guan Sheng frowned and recalled.

"Oh, it's okay, it's not too slow." Fan Xi, who only took an hour to learn as a child, nodded.

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(Note: Xiliao Hushan, a dialect in northeast Hebei, means unstable)