private island

Countdown to 1 hours.

Sitting in the dressing room with eyes closed, Guan Sheng is humming a song. This kind of resonance helps to relax the vocal cords and improve the toughness.From time to time, a series of hurried footsteps passed by in the corridor, and the director team and other staff were busy for him in an orderly manner.

His song echoed in the sky above the stadium, and the giant LED screen played the MV.Every time a song is played, an advertisement will be played.

He forgot that he had already done his hair, scratched his temples with his little finger, and then asked Fang Bo if his hair was messed up.

"No mess."

"Go near the stage and start a video with me. I want to see the scene."

Fang Bo looked a little confused, but he went out immediately without asking why.A moment later, a video call request came.

Guan Sheng stared at the phone screen, his palms were slightly sweaty.

It was seven o'clock, and the sky was still bright.The stadium is crowded with people, and most areas have already completed admission.From the front row of the infield to the farthest stands, they were all full of people.

"I want to see the front row of the infield."

Fang Bo immediately followed suit.

The picture moves slowly, sweeping across the blurred and joyful faces of the fans.He saw the girl Fan Xi was tutoring, with a conspicuous birthmark on her face, happily looking around and taking pictures.

He saw his parents and his younger brother, who was drinking water while holding the light board.

He saw Bai You who had just returned from Europe, his manager Brother Yu, and a few friends.

However, he didn't see that it was the only fan.

There are two empty seats nearby, maybe they haven't entered yet.With the kid's current behavior style, he must be selling light sticks outside the venue.

"Come back, thank you." He said to Fang Bo, suddenly felt like a lump in his throat, and hurriedly took a sip of throat-moisturizing tea.

Count down for 30 minutes.

He got up, moved his oral muscles, did deep breathing and vocalization exercises, and recalled the details of the opening dance.

He asked Fang Bo to go out to play the video again, and all the seats in the field were filled.As night falls, tens of thousands of purple and blue fluorescent lights dance in the venue, rolling up and down like a luminous wheat field and sea.

Fan Xi didn't come, really didn't come.

More than 20 tickets were all sold out.

His chest was empty, like a drum, and he unconsciously bit the skin of his lips.The makeup artist hurriedly came to touch up the makeup and told him not to bite anymore.

Count down for 20 minutes.

He came out of the bathroom, changed into a performance suit, and came to the back of the stage.The clothes are heavy, dotted with thousands of tiny Swarovski crystals, making them uncomfortable to wear.But the stage effect is beautiful, like wearing stars.

Fan Xi didn't come, really didn't come.

This fact, hovering over his head like a vulture, would swoop down from time to time, pecking hard at his heart.After the director team confirmed that all departments were ready, he forcibly pulled back his thoughts, squeezed out a smile, greeted the band, backup dancers and accompaniment singers, and encouraged everyone.

"Come on, I'll treat you after the show!"

"Thank you Brother Sheng." Everyone said one after another.Many people are older than him, but they still call him brother.

At this time, "Unreachable" is playing outside.It was written by him when he was in high school, green and childish, like a sour candy, but Fan Xi liked it very much.However, halfway through the broadcast, the music stopped abruptly and turned into an advertisement for a travel app:

"Problems that can't be solved by buying a bag, try a backpack! XX travel will take you from the fireworks in the world to the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas."

His heart twitched suddenly, his face changed suddenly, and he asked sharply to the surroundings: "Why does a song have an advertisement before it is finished? The fans are listening to it well! Who allowed the advertisement to be inserted in the song?!"

In an instant, the noisy backstage fell silent, and no one dared to speak.There are only ten minutes left before the opening, but the protagonist who made tens of thousands of people on the scene worry about it suddenly became emotional.

"Who is in charge of the multimedia? Cut out the commercials, then play the song, from the beginning."

No one dared to disobey Guan Sheng's thoughts at this pass, and soon the song that Fan Xi loved was heard again on the scene.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he sat in a corner, asked Fang Bo for a throat care spray, and sprayed it on his throat that was always blocked by something.

Count down for 15 minutes.

The drummer checks the spare sticks, the guitarist and bassist tune the strings, and the keyboardist does finger exercises.

He sent his assistant out to play the video again, stubbornly looking for the non-existent person.

Count down for 10 minutes.

He shook his head, trying to sort out his confused thoughts.Adjust the ear return, put on the headset microphone, because there will be dancing in the beginning.

Count down for 5 minutes.

The stadium lights went out and screams poured in from all directions.The extremely gorgeous lights and holographic projection blend in the night sky, pulling tens of thousands of people into a grand dream.

The make-up artist checked the makeup and clothing again and pulled out a disobedient hair. Fang Bo asked him loudly if he wanted to drink water.

Drink plenty of water, Fan Xi always reminded him like this.So, he took a sip with a straw and murmured, "He doesn't love me anymore."

"Who dare not love you? Everyone loves you, we all love you! Listen carefully, how many people are shouting 'I love you'!" Fang Bo patted him on the back anxiously, "Brother Sheng, at this time But don't be distracted!"

He doesn't need thousands of "I love you."

He only wants that sentence from that fan.

Count down for 3 minutes.

He came to the bottom of the stage, checked the shape again, confirmed that the microphone and ear return function were normal, and walked into the props on the lifting platform.It was like a flower made of fire, symbolizing his miraculous return, the second bloom of life.

Count down for 1 minutes.

The backup dancer appeared on stage, frozen into a motionless black silhouette, waiting for his appearance.

30 seconds.

Drum beats came from the ears, and the band followed the rhythm of the drummer and entered the prelude to the opening song.

20 seconds.

It was very dark around, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly forgot whether to move his left leg first or his right leg in the opening dance.Grass, what to do...

5. The lifting platform starts.Remember, step right leg first.

4. Adjust the expression and relax the vocal cords.

3. The rhythm of the drum beat changes, indicating that the prelude is about to end and enter the main song.He opened his mouth softly, the voice had arrived before anyone arrived.

2. The mountain screamed like a tsunami, and the waves were higher than the waves.

1. The props were turned on, and he appeared amidst tens of thousands of expectant eyes.The spotlight illuminates him and traps him.Unfortunately, he took his left leg first.

Fan Xi sat on a high stand, waving a fluorescent stick, and softly sang in harmony.Melt into the sea of ​​people, relaxed and comfortable.

He can sing every song, and he memorizes every line of the lyrics.

It's not something to brag about, because a lot of fans can do it, and he's just one of those fans, no different.

The stage is far away, but the idol's face is very clear when viewed through the big screen.That scar was depicted as a star-like silver color, shining brightly.

This man once completely belonged to him, and that was enough.

During those days when he didn’t even have to play with his mobile phone, Guan Sheng no longer cared about his personality, he was just him, a big boy with a height of 183.5, who loved music and singing, who was very good looking but also had many shortcomings.

He is also the king of their small country, wantonly ruling everything on the island, including himself.When he thinks back to the freest time in his life, every second has his own shadow.

This is enough.

Guan Sheng belongs to the stage by nature, and has been singing with full microphone for an hour, and his voice is still clear and clear, like a mountain spring.There was a change of clothes in the middle, and there was no rest for a moment.However, in the opening dance, he performed two reverse steps, plus one forward turn.

At this time, the light stick of a nearby child was broken, so he gave the other one as a gift. Anyway, there are still many leftovers in the bag.

Before entering the arena, when he was selling light sticks, he changed seats with a fan who bought a ticket for the stands.The other party was so excited that he wanted to pay him double the price difference, but he only accepted the money according to the face price difference.

The rest of the tickets, one for the girl he tutored, and the rest were sold online.No price increase, just to pay off the money owed to other students.

The guest came on stage, an equally powerful female singer, the idol finally went down to rest for a while.After two songs, he returned to the stage with a new look and sang with the guests.

The concert went on for two hours, and he waited for his favorite song "Unreachable".Said it was once, because now his favorite is "Upside Down", that new song that only he has heard.

On the gorgeous stage, the idol's beautiful sideburns were dripping with sweat, and he walked slowly to the right.So, the fans on the other side shouted and screamed wildly, like thousands of boiling kettles.Those in the infield rushed to the front row like a tsunami, only to be stopped by security.

Fan Xi couldn't hear the intonation, but felt that his singing was like a cool breeze on a summer night and a warm sun on a winter day, which was a kind of comfort that was just right for him.

"How to bid farewell is the most dignified, dig you out of the bottom of my heart, and return you to the world—"

After singing here, the pipe suddenly choked up and pursed his lips.After a moment of trance, he smiled apologetically.He seems to have forgotten the words.He debuted for ten years and performed hundreds of performances. He often made mistakes in dancing, but he never forgot his words.

Fans reassured him with even louder screams that they didn't care.He pointed the microphone at the audience, and they sang in unison, helping him finish——

"Forever, become distant."

His eyes were bright, covered with a layer of tears, and said after the end: "Thank you, thank you for your support as always, I love you all."

He bowed deeply, walked back to the middle of the stage, and followed the prelude of the next song to the left to interact with the audience on the other side.

"Ah—I love you too—!"

"Guan Sheng I love you—!"

The fans around Fan Xi were shouting in response to the interaction just now.Among them, there was even a middle-aged man who screamed while pulling his neck without any scruples.

He also wanted to yell a word in it, but each word was hooked, firmly hooked in his throat, and could not come out for a long time.

Because he really loves him.

Because he has decided not to love him anymore.

And this decision is too easy to shake.

It was already 11 o'clock in the middle of the night when the show ended, and many fans rushed towards the entrance closest to the backstage, wanting to see their idols up close.The subway and the night bus couldn't be crowded at all. Fortunately, Fan Xi had already prepared and spent some money to store the electric car in a small shop nearby.

He stepped into the car, passed by the congested traffic, and rode all the way back to his residence in a leisurely manner.During the period, he passed by a bar, and he stayed at the door for a long time, and received a job as a substitute driver.

At 1 o'clock in the morning, Fan Xi returned to the gourd doll's house.The sound-activated light was broken, so he used a blue fluorescent stick printed with "Tropic of Capricorn" to illuminate it, and took out the key to open the door.

Suddenly, a black figure leaped out diagonally, and a strong arm wrapped around his waist, dragging him into the fire escape.He was about to swing his elbow to fight back, when he saw the man's face clearly, his hands froze in the air.

The person who was bathed in the bright lights not long ago is now staring at him under the dim light bulb in the stairwell.Makeup has been removed, but the scar is still slightly shiny.

"You didn't come!" Guan Sheng threw him against the dusty wall, and black storms gathered in his eyes, "You sold all the tickets and didn't keep a single ticket! You didn't come!"

He smiled, raised the fluorescent stick in his hand and shook it: "I'm going to sell things."

"I've been looking for you, I've been looking for you... I'm always thinking about you, and I made a mistake at the beginning..." Guan Sheng was impatient like a lunatic, grabbed his hand, and pressed it hard to his heart, "Is it prickly? My heart is broken."

"The heart is soft, and it won't prick your hands if it's broken, because I've been broken too." He looked at the man's handsome face, "Brother Sheng, you came just in time. I have something in my heart that I want to tell you."

Seemingly guessing what he wanted to say, Guan Sheng sealed his lips in panic, taking away his right to speak.He accepted obediently, quietly waiting for the violent kiss to end.

However, Guan Sheng kissed for a long time, as if eating buffet.

It wasn't until his lips and tongue became numb that Fan Xi had the chance to speak, but was preempted by the other party.

"Before the show, I had a dream. We grew old on the island, you became a little old man, and so did I... the sun went down, it was dark, and we danced by the sea, waiting for the next day Arrival. Although it is no different from today, I am still looking forward to it, because I have you by my side..." Guan Sheng murmured dreamily, rubbing his wet lips with his fingertips emotionally, "Maybe now is just a dream, And we're still on the island... wake up with me."

"Brother Sheng—"

"I really love you," Guan Sheng held his face and confessed eagerly, his eyes getting redder and redder, "Give me some time, I will balance love and career, I will get rid of my bad temper, I I will never hurt you by talking nonsense again! There were so many people just now, tens of thousands of people, why did you not have you...Wake up with me, eight-treasure porridge. What a proud person I am, I have never begged anyone, but at this moment I'm begging you..."

Stop it, stop it.

Fan Xi closed his eyes, the teardrops were crushed by the eyelashes, and pressed onto the lower eyelids shiningly.It was hard for him to make a decision. He was really scared and tired.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and asked, "Have you brought your voice recorder?"

Guan Sheng took out a small and delicate guy from his trouser pocket, "If you have something to say, can't you say it in person?"

Fan Xi didn't answer, took it and walked upstairs: "Don't follow, I'll be back in a while."

So Guan Sheng leaned against the wall and waited quietly, like a sinner waiting to be judged, he was afraid of this feeling.

The surrounding area was as quiet as a tomb, it seemed that a long time had passed, and Fan Xi hadn't come back yet.He played with his mobile phone irritably for a while, and saw black fans ridiculing him for dancing and squatting on the Internet, claiming that he never forgot his words but got stuck, and the fans stayed up all night defending him.

He frowned, stopped looking at his phone, took out the whistle necklace and blew it softly.A few seconds later, there was a response from far upstairs.

A few minutes later, Fan Xi finally came back, smiled and stuffed the recorder into his trouser pocket: "Go home and listen to it during the day, everything I want to say to you is in it."

"Spoiler," he said, almost pleadingly, "I can't hear it."

"It's nothing scary, and I didn't tell any ghost stories." Fan Xi turned and walked out of the stairwell, and opened the door with a light stick on the lock, "It's getting late, hurry back, remember to drink plenty of water."

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Congee Congee said some heartfelt words, Brother Sheng: It hurts, it hurts too much, crying like a two-hundred-pound child.