private island

When Guan Sheng walked into the house, the younger brother was still awake and was playing games on the TV in the living room. The screen was full of hideous and ugly monsters.

"Is your celebration party over so soon?" The younger brother turned down the annoying game music, "I think you won't be back until dawn."

"Everyone is tired, just eat some supper, and you go to bed early." He was expressionless, and his mind was on the recorder.He understood that it was the final judgment on this relationship, and the result must be bad.

Fan Xi asked him to listen during the day because he was afraid that he would not be able to sleep at night.A deep sense of powerlessness hit him, and he fell on the sofa while lying on his back, staring at the ceiling.He thought that everything would be fine once the misunderstanding was cleared up and his intentions expressed.

Guan Qing was frightened by his unrepentant expression, and raised his hand in front of his eyes, "When will I go back to filming?"

"The second one." He waved his younger brother's hand away annoyed.

"It seems that you are not very strong. The concert is generally very successful. Unfortunately, all the backup dancers danced wrong at the beginning."

His younger brother was comforting him, and he sneered: "It's because I danced wrong, and suddenly I can talk so much, can you ask me for something?"

"I want to get a means of transportation. You can buy a car and lend me this Mercedes-Benz." The younger brother showed an eager smile, threw the handle and squeezed beside him, "I'm in a relationship, so I can't squeeze the subway every day A date? Besides, I have to send someone home afterwards."

in love...

He glanced at his younger brother and said with a sneer, "Go to sleep, there is everything in the dream."

As the elder brother, he should ask about the woman's situation, but he is too lazy to care, his love is still in a mess.

He took a good shower, hid in the bedroom, put the recording pen on the bedside table, and stared at it motionlessly.After a long time, he picked it up carefully, selected the latest recording and pressed the play button, just like pressing the nuclear button.

A familiar voice sounded, and his heart beat faster.

"Brother Sheng, a movie I watched said: No matter how sad things are, as long as you say them during the day, you will feel nothing. So, I hope you can listen to these words during the day.

You ask me, why don't you speak face to face, because I'm afraid I won't be able to argue with you.And you're a rascal, sure to interrupt me.

Up to now, we have been separated for three years, and I have long been used to living alone.I know what you mean, but I want to say, it seems that only on that island can we be together well.

There we are one nation.When we lie side by side under the stars, the contours of our bodies are the borders.Labels, symbols, social attributes, all shackles and restraints are gone.We are just us. "

He heard the crisp sound of paper, Fan Xi seemed to have written the manuscript in advance.

"I had a lot of happy times with you, but unfortunately, when we parted, the last memory you left me was ferocity, contempt and indifference. I'm not blaming you, there are many things that can't tell right from wrong, and I'm more Stubborn, there are also many places that have not done well.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, even if there was no misunderstanding caused by my sudden marriage, even if we reconciled after that quarrel...our relationship would never last until now.Even, they will experience worse breakups and treat each other as enemies.

It's much better now, the recent time of getting along is enough to cover the unhappiness in the past, it's like refreshing the archive.Instead of being completely unrecognizable again in the future, it is better to remember each other's tender and beautiful appearance now.Don't you think our story should end here?

It's not easy for you to stand out, don't disrupt your life because of me, and I will live my ordinary life well.You will regret if you are together, and you will regret if you give up. Nothing in the world is perfect.Let's all be open and free, return each other to the sea, and don't do things like a prison. "

The voice in the recorder was silent for a few seconds, and then said softly: "Brother Sheng, I still like you very much, but I don't love you anymore."

Guan Sheng's chest tightened suddenly, and he pressed pause.As if in this way, the footsteps of love leaving will stop.

He buried his face in the pillow, stifling his sobs, his broad shoulders trembling slightly.His heart was throbbing, and hot blood poured out, almost drowning him from the inside out.For a long time, he maintained the posture of suffocating himself, and continued to listen to the verdict.

"I won't block you, I won't move, I won't change the number, but let's stop contacting and never meet again. People who have loved each other can't be buddies. Because every second of being together is Reminding the other party of those things that have been lost. Hmm...I think..."

After reading the manuscript, the gentle voice pondered for a moment, and then said: "Brother Sheng, I don't understand music, and I can't even understand numbered notation, but I understand you. Your soul and talent are as dazzling as your appearance. Let them Go through your skin.

You once said that you were very inspired when you saw me, but the most amazing albums were all released before you met me. Don’t let this relationship and other trivial things hinder your dreams.If you love music, then calm down and write songs.If you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination, start reviewing today. "

There was a moment of silence.

"Are you still listening? Actually, I went to your concert, which is far away from you. The stage is too bright, and my place is too dark, so you can't see me, but I keep looking at you. Brother Sheng, I don't Love you again, but I will always be your fan, and I will sing your songs."

Guan Sheng was muffled in the pillow, and he heard the younger brother in the living room cheering for clearing the game.He seemed to lose his ability to think, and he listened to the recording over and over again before realizing that it was really over.

That's all the talk, no need to entangle.

Otherwise, the last impression he will leave on Fan Xi will be that of a brainless licking dog.He picked up the phone, clicked into the dialog box, and wanted to say something, but found that the other party had exhausted his words.

Shouts came from the living room again, he opened the door irritably, and yelled, "Shut up!"

Under the surprised and aggrieved eyes of his younger brother, he closed the door, and immediately remembered that he had promised Fan Xi that he would get rid of his bad temper.So, he poked his head out again, showing a kind smile: "Sorry, please keep your voice down."

"Well, I see, it's so cute to talk like this." Before closing the door, he heard his brother mutter.

I will always be your fan, and I can sing your songs—this sentence is like a hoe, digging a certain point deep in my memory, and it is inexplicably familiar.

Guan Sheng flipped through the files in the recorder, and turned to the end of November four years ago, the day he left for Australia for vacation.

He played the only recording that day, in which Fan Xi muttered nervously: "Mr. Guan, I am your fan, and I can sing all your songs."

At that time, he asked the man he just met to say a word to himself.It is his habit to collect all kinds of sounds.However, before that, he seemed to have heard someone say this.

It was earlier than that, much earlier.

Who is it?

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across his mind, tearing apart the chaotic memory.His shoulders trembled, and he eagerly searched for videos on his mobile phone, repeatedly changing keywords, and finally found a post-match interview ten years ago——

"Congratulations, you have entered the top ten, and the final is next. When you first entered the competition, did you ever think that you would go so far?" The hostess with light makeup smiled kindly.

"I didn't think too much about it, I just wanted to do my best." The young man rubbed the microphone awkwardly, smiled greenly, and his eyes were as bright as stars.His hairstyle and clothing are far from fashionable, but the 480p resolution can't stop the vigor.

"There is a saying you must have heard countless times," the host looked at him, "You are really handsome."

"Thank you." The boy shyly stroked his hair.

"After the finals, do you have any plans for the future, can you share them?"

"I will finish my studies, then focus on music, and contribute to pop music." The boy gripped the microphone tightly, raised his childish face, and looked directly at the camera, "I hope that in the future, when walking on the street, someone will meet me, It’s not about complimenting me on my handsomeness, asking me what car I drive, what watch I wear, how much money I earn, or whispering about my scandals.”

He paused, with a pure and bright smile on his lips, "Instead, he said to me: Hey Guan Sheng, I'm your fan, and I can sing all your songs."

The sound of the tube paused the video, and after a long time, he stared at his 18-year-old self.Even he himself forgot the first dream, but that person silently remembered it.

always remember.

His fans, his fans, his lover.

He walked out of the bedroom as if nothing had happened, locked himself in the studio, and then slowly slid on the ground with his back against the door, covering his face and weeping.

It is soundproofed here, it is an isolated island, no one will hear it.

Tears flowed wantonly, and he took a big mouthful of breath, desperately sucking air into his lungs like he was dying, to relieve the suffocation from lack of oxygen.

He cried like the moment he first came to this world, for the lost love and mottled dreams.

After returning to the production team of "Lily, Lily", Guan Sheng hesitated for a few days, and finally sent an email to a master tutor in the composition department of his alma mater, asking for the review method and recommended bibliography for the postgraduate entrance examination.

In the other party's reply, there was a detailed test preparation guide and book list, and said that he was welcome to apply for the test, and he was very happy that a singer like him who had already become famous had the idea of ​​continuing his studies.

He is not entirely from a major. After all, he made his debut after only a few months of studying in university. The theoretical knowledge of the four major pieces of composition (harmony, polyphony, musical form, and orchestration) almost needs to be learned from scratch. Fortunately, many things are already in the There is no teacher in the creative process.

In addition to professional theory, English and politics also need to pay attention.From now until the end of next year, it should be no problem to devote two hours a day to study.

He's already in the middle of the third grade, and he's a public figure. If he doesn't pass the exam, it would be a shame... He has already imagined the crazy output of black fans.I don't want to, and if I think about it again, I will continue to procrastinate.

Right now, what makes him more headache than being broken in love is how to act well for tomorrow's play.He can accept changing the chords of a song [-] times, but he is tired of NG again and again.

Sure enough, what to be afraid of.

"Guan Sheng, come here." After another NG, the director's cold call came from the loudspeaker.

The author has something to say:

So far, Brother Sheng really understands "lose" and "cherish", and will benefit his whole life.

However, after more than ten chapters, he actually managed the eight-treasure porridge!Then have a drink!Still living together!In the middle, what strange tricks and tricks did Brother Sheng come up with?let us wait and see.

Preview:

Brother Sheng was full of regrets, but at this moment his parents said something amazing!