private island

Guan Sheng suppressed his laughter, put down his chopsticks, and said bluntly: "Take care of it as soon as possible, and don't fight coldly in front of me, or you two can discuss who will go."

Fang Bo nodded his head, seeing that he had finished eating, he handed him a tissue.He said "thank you", took the singer's resume and began to look through it.

"Recently, you always say thank you to me, which makes me a little flattered." Fang Bo said as he packed his lunch box.

Guan Sheng shook his head slightly, but did not speak.His eyes were looking at his resume, but his thoughts had drifted to Fan Xi.He seemed to hear the sound of waves again and again, as if there was an ocean hidden in his ears.

At the seaside, that kid Fan Xi accused him neither humble nor overbearing: "If you ask someone else to do something, you have to say thank you... Brother Sheng, time has changed, and no one is spoiling you anymore." Haha, thinking about it now, it's really interesting.

He glanced at Fang Bo, who was trapped by love, and thought: There really is no pure friendship between a man and a woman.Friendship is just a fig leaf for ambiguity.

It suddenly occurred to him that his bowl of eight-treasure porridge began to cool down, which seemed to have started after meeting the girl.

However, he has confidence in Fan Xi's character and is confident in his own charm, so he will never be reduced to the point where he is jealous of a little girl.

While working, he was thinking about Fan Xi.When talking to Fan Xi at night, he was thinking about work again.

Among the three selected male singers, one had better singing skills than him, and he could tell when the other singer opened his voice.It was an old senior from the same school, with a slightly fat body and thin hair.Judging from my resume, I have been making original music, but it is a pity that I have been wasted until now.

This made him feel embarrassed and ashamed.

Due to time constraints, the composer of the new song is someone else. He only wrote the lyrics and a main theme, but the lyrics and music are all in his name.Although it is a legitimate transaction, it feels like a thief.

Fan Xi wants to hear him sing new songs, but he always pushes that he is tired, but in fact he doesn't want to sing.Because, this fan is special.Right now, the other party asked him to sing again, and he was a little impatient: "It will be posted in a few days, it's fine if you can't listen to it yourself."

"But you—"

Fan Xi on the other end hesitated to speak.

But, you can sing for other friends, why can't you sing for me.

After a few seconds of silence, he didn't want to admit the eavesdropping. He smiled and talked about the feeling of returning to normal work: "My colleagues are only interested in you, and they surrounded me to ask the truth. I didn't say anything. But children are different. They I just wanted to know about me, so I told them how to live on the island. I also said that whoever behaved well in the future would give them the shells they brought back.”

Guan Sheng smiled softly: "Do you really like children?"

"So-so!" Fan Xi suddenly remembered that he once said that he would take the postgraduate entrance examination, "Aren't you going to take the postgraduate entrance examination for composition major, when will you start studying?"

There was silence for a few seconds, and a soft sigh came: "Let's talk about it, now I'm a blind father carrying a blind son on his back, so I'm busy."

"Brother Sheng, there is something I want to tell you." Fan Xi hesitated for a moment, but still said frankly, "Su Pan knows about our relationship. I didn't say it, but she saw it."

"Fan Xi, what the hell are you thinking?!" Guan Sheng roared furiously, almost piercing his eardrums.Despite his preparations, he shuddered.

"If you don't tell me, how can she tell? Are her eyes X-rays, or is your head connected to a monitor?"

"I really didn't say it! I didn't admit it!" Fan Xi explained in a panic, "Don't worry, she won't talk nonsense—"

"Her mouth doesn't grow on your body!!" A loud noise exploded in his ears, followed by a dead silence.

His heart suddenly tightened, and he broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that the butler had a gas explosion.Immediately realized that the phone was dropped.

He was stunned for a moment, then dialed again, and immediately apologized after connecting, "I'm sorry, Brother Sheng, you should be angry. I will pay more attention in the future, and try to control my expression when you are mentioned in front of others, and don't get excited. "

The man over there whispered: "You hang up the phone, I'll call you, I was the one who hung up first."

Fan Xi followed his advice.

After picking up the phone again, the man apologized softly: "I'm sorry, Babao porridge, think about it carefully, you seem to have done nothing wrong. I shouldn't have dropped the phone, did I scare you?"

Seeing that Guan Sheng had calmed down, he felt a little relieved: "Of course, I was so scared that my bowl of eight-treasure porridge spilled."

Then, he heard the sound of swallowing, and an obscenity: "That's such a waste."

"I won't give you a drink then, who told you to kill me."

After chatting for a long time, Fan Xi hung up the phone, lying flat on the bed and staring at the ceiling, heaved a long sigh.

The light was far brighter than the bonfire on the island, but it made him feel that the surroundings were densely fogged and he couldn't see the future clearly.These days, he didn't do any physical work, but he was more tired than when he was self-reliant on the island, and his nerves were like tight strings.

Moreover, he wanted to see Guan Sheng, very, very much, wishing he could fly to the other party's window with both wings.But Guan Sheng never mentioned meeting him, even if it was just an idea.

In the dressing room, Fan Xi took a shower, changed his clothes and locked the cabinet, then sat on the bench to record today's expenses, and waited for his hair to dry.

He wrote in his thoughts: "Brother Sheng's temper has become irritable. One is that he is too busy, and the other is that he has returned to the life of the stars and the moon, and many people are spoiled by him."

After finishing writing, his heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly erased the sentence.Looking at the front again, all the remarks related to Guan Sheng were all smeared and finally torn up.Like underground workers, they are destroying information.

After doing all this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, fearing that he would feel lost again.

"Have you left yet? It's raining, and it's getting heavier and heavier." A colleague came in, took an umbrella and left in a hurry.He recovered and opened the cabinet to get the umbrella.

After leaving the locker room, he walked towards the main entrance through the wide and bright corridor, with teaching venues separated by glass walls on both sides.When passing the company's cultural wall, he slowed down and looked at his profile:

"Fan Xi, graduated from XX Institute of Physical Education, majoring in physical education, second-degree black belt in karate. He has won the lightweight championship of provincial, city, and college karate championships for many times, and has rich teaching experience..."

Around the photo, there is a circle of small white chrysanthemums, which are filled with the childish condolences of the children: "Little Coach Fan will always live in my heart", "I like Coach Fan the most", "Go well all the way".

A child even drew a light bulb and wrote: "Light up the underworld of Coach Xiao Fan."

"Hey, I'll go... Thank you, silly boy..."

This children's sports club is not small. In addition to karate, there are also taekwondo, Sanda and judo, which have a wider audience.

Among all the coaches, he is the most loved by the students. This is something he is always proud of, and it also makes him more confident that he will become an excellent physical education teacher.

When I walked out the door, I met a male colleague from the planning department.He casually mentioned the condolences on the cultural wall, and the other party apologized repeatedly, saying that it would be replaced tomorrow, which was too bad luck.

He smiled: "It's okay, there's no rush. It's nothing, I still have a grave in my hometown."

"The company wants to focus on promoting you, so we have to ask you to cooperate." The colleague said excitedly, "Let's say you are on an isolated island, fighting Godzilla with karate."

"Didn't you read the news? It was the sound of the pipe that killed the monitor lizard. I was sick and weak."

"It doesn't matter, you must have fought against it before, we can make this experience a little artistically processed."

Fan Xi shook his head lightly, took an umbrella and walked into the rain after saying goodbye.It was only seven o'clock, and the sky was dark and gloomy.The heavy rain weaves into a net and covers pedestrians, turning everyone into an island.

Back in the den, he added dog food to Shuai Dai, and then cooked for himself.Near ten o'clock, Guan Sheng sent a message saying, "Just got home, it's raining heavily."

He walked to the window, and a silver lightning tore through the night, and suddenly illuminated a thought: Isn't such a blinding weather suitable for meeting?

Just as he said, he pulled on his shoes and knocked on the door of the next room.There is a sticker of the gourd baby on the door, because there are seven delivery boys who come from the same village.

Before he disappeared, we were old neighbors and helped each other.They envied him for being willing to pay for the entire rent, and as for him, he would feel a little restless every time he thought of seven strong men separated by a wall at night.

The door opened, and the smell of sweaty feet came towards him, forcing Fan Xi to take half a step back.A black and strong shirtless man stood in front of him, the cigarette butt between his fingers was still smoking, it was Sanwa.

"What's the matter, brother?"

"Brother, I want to borrow an electric car for some urgent business."

"It's easy to say, the battery is full." The other party threw the key, "Do you want the helmet to be yellow or blue?"

He thought about it and chose blue.After returning home, he changed into a sky blue T-shirt, put on a raincoat and was about to go out.Seeing Shuai staring at him blankly, he asked, "I'm going to find your father, do you have anything to tell him?"

"Wang Wang Wang-"

"Okay, remember."

Seeing that Shuaidai was spinning around his feet, he simply found out the travel bag, put it in and carried it on his back, and said seriously: "Don't pee in my bag!"

The rain was ferocious, cascading down helmet visors, blurring the streets under streetlights.

Fan Xi listened to the navigation in the earphone, thinking of the days on the island.

In the past, when it rained so heavily, Guan Sheng would definitely run out to take a shower, accept the gift of nature, and run naked while singing.If it is still like this now, it will probably be strangled to death by the agent, haha.

He raised the corner of his mouth, breaking through the wind and rain.The cold rain poured into the collar wantonly, and the hot chest became hot in an instant.The tires kicked up rain and fog, and occasionally a bright yellow or blue figure walked alongside him, honked his horn, and then disappeared at the next intersection.

In the eyes of "peers", he is a rider who earns hard money by running singles on rainy nights. Only he knows that he is a bowl of eight-treasure porridge that is determined to love.

Others have many destinations, but he has only one.

He lives near the Century Tea Trade Center, and Guan Sheng's family lives in a community near Guanyuan Bridge on the West Second Ring Road.The distance is less than 10 kilometers, and it takes more than half an hour to ride.

On the way, he passed a shopping mall and met his idol in advance through the huge advertisement on the outer wall.But the rain was too dense, and he couldn't see which brand was the endorsement.

When entering the complex, the security guard saw his backpack moving, and asked, "What did you send?"

"Live chicken," he replied.

"Oh, there are really all kinds of services now." The security guard waved his hand, indicating that he can leave.

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