Bojun and Xiao never have islands

The weekend in Brno is over.

Teams are quickly packing up everything in the P room.A few hours before the return flight time, an Italian driver came to invite the racer to go to the hospital to visit the injured driver who was being treated.

The three of them used to be rookies who entered the paddock in the same season. They also competed together in other low-level competitions before. They can be said to be students of the same grade who entered the same level.

Having encountered such a serious accident within a few years of his career, it may be the end of his racing career.In the next race, the team will find someone to replace him, it can be a test driver from the same team, or it can be a new driver immediately.

As long as it is related to interests in the paddock, sometimes it is more cruel than an accident!

The two racers standing in the hospital corridor didn't get a chance to see their erstwhile rival.

He is still undergoing surgery in the operating room. It is said that the situation is not very optimistic. It is conservatively estimated that it will take about a year to fully recover the daily functions of the hand, and the high-intensity competition may not be able to bear the load at all...

Hearing what the doctor said, the racer frowned, his face full of resentment.

The photographer couldn't imagine what kind of blow this would bring to a professional driver, so he couldn't help holding the hands of the people around him, and gently exerted force.

In the corridors of the hospital, the racers were silent.

"If you want to drive a little bit, isn't the excitement we want in this profession? We know that we may die in the next second, but we have to fight hard." The driver said.

The racer nodded and looked up at the sky.

"Then I'll go first. See you at the next stop! Opponent."

"bye."

Having put too much effort into the race, the racer feels exhausted all of a sudden, both physically and psychologically.

"Need reassurance?" the photographer asked.

"I'm sorry! I made you worry about me." The racer suddenly became worried, "Let Teacher Xiao see such a dangerous scene. I play these, and my whole body will be scrapped anytime, anywhere... Should I not chase you?"

"The whole person is scrapped? You are so humorous..." The photographer narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed, but there was no smile on his face, "If you are afraid that others will worry about you, don't do dangerous things. You want to hear me Are you talking about this? If you think about things when you are in a relationship, and you can’t devote yourself to racing, then you don’t like racing that much!?”

The photographer was very angry that he should think like this now.

"No! I was worried that you would worry about me..." the racer asked, "Are you worried about me?"

"I will! Of course I will!" Not only worried, but also a very real fear lingering on the tip of his nose, the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, and the bloody smell of the injured being treated in an emergency , and the smell of hot asphalt mixed with rubber tires on the entire runway...

Standing on the side of the track, the photographer was afraid that the person who fell to the ground was him; in the hospital, the photographer was afraid that the person lying in the ward was him.

"But! I also believe in you." The photographer pursed his lips and looked at the person in front of him with very firm eyes, "I believe that you can conquer every track, run past all dangers, and enjoy every race .”

Every word the photographer said was so serious, and the heart that was still restless and depressed a moment ago suddenly calmed down because of these words.

"I've thought about it. Things you've asked me to think about."

In the next second, the racer's heart can't be calm again. In his uncool state at this moment, what kind of answer will he wait for?The racers suddenly didn't want to hear it.He wasn't sure if the answer was another dose of encouragement and reassurance.

The photographer takes a small step forward.

"I'm six years older than you," he said.

He said: "I don't think liking and being liked is that important. At best, it's just a little episode of life... It's been a long, long time, and I have always regarded these as things that can be avoided."

The racing car almost wanted to cover its ears and stop listening.Is this still the case? !Is that all? !He continued to listen with a straight face——

He said: "Your appearance makes me unable to avoid it."

He said, "I like you."

The racer froze for a moment, a smile immediately climbed onto his cheeks, and he immediately opened his hands and hugged the person in front of him in a moment of helplessness.

"I like you! I like you! I like you!"

"Yeah!" The photographer nodded in his embrace, "Let's be together! Please be ready and accept everything about me. I have a poisonous tongue, a bad temper, and all my gentleness is fake. I Very clean, I have a lot of bad habits..."

"Teacher Xiao, be quiet. Don't talk so much at this time."

"Okay!" The photographer closed his eyes and reached out to hug him.

The feeling of drowning all this time was gone, it was his reaching out that pulled him out of the water.The photographer turned his head and leaned on his shoulder reassuringly, smelling the smell of champagne in this hug.

On this memorable day, the photographer posted a Weibo.

It is still a set of photo sharing and sharing of shooting techniques, and the accompanying text is how to capture some "occasional" photos.In the middle of the Jiugong grid is a photo of a racer holding a dandelion stem in his hand. At that time, he asked what dandelion smells like?The racer said, "Mr. Xiao wants to try it!"

Later, his lens focused on that stem, and the racer was blurred in the rear.But if you look closely, you can see that he is smiling at the camera, as if teasing the people behind the camera.

From the first photo of street drag racing captured by the photographer inadvertently, to the last photo of the racer opening the champagne on the podium in Brno and spraying downwards, every photo has the appearance of the racer and is his hero .

Netizens only thought it was a "just meal" shared by the photographer once, but the friends in the studio knew what was going on.

Then the "protagonist" liked, commented, and reposted this Weibo, saying: "Dandelions are really not good." So Lao Zheng and the team members also knew about the situation.

On the return journey, whether it was the racer changing his ticket to fly directly to Shanghai, or the relationship between the two of them, everyone saw through it.Lao Zheng is very pleased that his cub has finally grown up.He stretched his ears to listen for a while, and was finally defeated by their boredom.

"Where's the trophy?"

"Packed in a container."

"I thought you'd hold it in your hand and take it back."

"Who am I?"

"Isn't it?" the photographer continued to ask knowingly.

"The trophy. It's just to prove that I won. It's good for everyone to see." The racer curled his mouth confidently.

"Yes, you are still purple, everyone has seen it, and you have won the best driver of the game, everyone has also seen it..." The photographer bowed his head and counted one by one with his fingers.

The racer reached out to hold the photographer's hand, and suddenly said seriously, "You saw it too. That's good."

"No, I just saw you passing by in front of me..."

"Huh? Then you watch the replay..." the racer said, taking out his mobile phone, and found an online recording channel, "Did you know that during the tire warm-up lap today, there was a squirrel running across the track, you Have you seen it? I think I ran the smoothest on the 8th lap of this race..."

The executive crew that was traveling with the photographer thought, huh?Why did I see little pink again at the airport?Why do idiot couples show off in front of single people.

Finally finally.After flying for more than ten hours, they arrived home in the early hours of the morning.

Everything was the same as the last time the racers came, and the tape they had prepared for the typhoon had not been removed, and everything seemed different again.

"You sit down first." The photographer brought him back, and became awkward again.

How can a racing driver be obedient, the photographer goes to the kitchen to pour water and he follows, the photographer throws the dirty clothes in the suitcase into the washing machine and he follows, the photographer returns to the kitchen to cook noodles and he still follows...

The photographer was walking around in the kitchen, either stepping on his feet or hitting his hands. This person didn't know how to be funny at all, but he got closer and closer.

"Aren't you hungry?" the photographer hooked the door of the low cabinet with one foot, turned around and asked angrily.

"Well, I'm hungry." The racer nodded obediently, and continued to stare at him.

"Are you tired from laughing? Do you want to take a break?"

From the very beginning, the corners of the racer's mouth have never been lowered. This smile with eight teeth is really rare to see.

He hummed and laughed, like a child discovering some secret, and said, "I'm not tired. I don't need to rest."

"Are you so hungry that you are starving your head? Why is the plane meal not delicious... sleep all the way, can't wake up at all..."

"Because I want to eat the food cooked by Teacher Xiao!" The racing driver took another step forward.

"But you are like this, how can I get down well!"

The photographer was about to have a seizure when suddenly something cool pressed his cheek.

The racer stood where he was, arms outstretched, and pulled a photo off the fridge.It was the photo of him walking out of the bathroom in the photographer's home clothes. The light was dim, and his whole body was kneaded in the picture, his whole body was very soft.

The photographer developed this photo and posted it on the refrigerator.

Now the racer took the photo down, stuck it to his face, took it away again, and shook it in his hand.

"Ms. Xiao, last time you said that the photo was a 'capture of a travel companion', what about this time?"

The photographer held up the chopsticks and forgot about the movement.

"Just... Try to see if the film has expired." The photographer gritted his teeth, and suddenly his mouth became stiff.

"Then I want to sue you for infringing the right of portrait and secretly photographing me."

"Go, go." The photographer stirred the noodles in the pot again, and his tone became even worse, "You should have sued me before, you know, it's not the first time I've violated your portrait rights, and I've gone through legal procedures. I don’t need to know you, I don’t need to fly for more than ten hours, but I still have to stand here and cook noodles for you…”

"It turns out that Teacher Xiao was attracted to me so early!"

"Yeah! What's the matter?" The photographer felt that this person was aggressive, maybe he wanted to quarrel on the first day they were together...

"Be honest and be lenient, and let you go this time."

The photographer was caught off guard and pulled into a chest. Feeling the humming and trembling of his chest and his strong heartbeat, he said, "I have experienced your poisonous tongue, bad temper, and cleanliness. Teacher Xiao, I I still like you so much, please stay with me forever..."

After speaking, the racer put his hands on the photographer's shoulders, slowly pushed him away, and looked at him, his eyes were a little moist, his ears a little reddish, his lips a little seductive, his rabbit teeth A little bit is exposed...

The racer kissed his lips reverently, and he wondered why their first kiss wasn't cool at all.

"Mr. Xiao, I also want to confess to you. Every time I look at you, I think..." He whispered in his ear, and turned on the gas switch.

"You son of a bitch!"

The window was open, and the tape pasted on the window overlapped into a dizzying pattern, and the summer night wind blowing in brought some sultry heat.It is said that Shanghai will cool down next week, and the summer is coming to an end, but the long-awaited vacation of the photographer is still far away, but it seems that it doesn't matter now.

The author has something to say: the above.End of text.There will be two extra chapters!

Thank you for reading~

☆、Fanwai-on

There are only a few stations left in this season, and the photographer is flying around with the crew, and at the same time, various other projects in the company are also involved.The meeting time between the two is even less than before. Except for meeting in the paddock during the race, the rest of the time is almost given to their respective jobs.

"After following you this season, I'll go on vacation!"

"After running this season, I will also take a winter break!"

The photographer squeezed as much time as possible, just to be able to synchronize with the winter break of the racers.

But before the winter break comes, the racers have a long way to go.

The Y team is expected to win the annual team championship with the first total points this year, but Lao Zheng's two consecutive mechanical failures made them drop two places in the standings.

September.Singapore.

A new track.A street race track.A never-before-seen night street racing track.

There is no past race data, only the test data given by the race. For any team, this race is a new challenge!

"Is the biggest problem in Singapore the night game?!" The game commentator asked himself in the media broadcast room, "I would say the street game is the biggest problem. There is not enough buffer zone, and the wall is the wall. The night game is basically It’s just a gimmick. The headlights on both sides of the road illuminate the track so brightly, even brighter than during the day. Turns 1, 2, and 3 are three consecutive chicanes, and Turn 5 is a right-angled turn. 7 is another right-angled corner. Is the corner design here suitable for motorcycle racing?! Although this track has hosted F8 races for ten years, four-wheeled cars are completely different from two-wheeled cars. Four-wheeled cars can touch the road shoulders. But these road shoulders can launch the second wheel directly, and if it hits, the car can be launched directly into the stands..."

"I predict that there are only two running methods in this race. Everyone should run together to maintain health and everything will be fine if you bring them back safely. Give it a go..."

"Fuck me! It's all nonsense." Lao Zheng was a little irritable in the P room. "I only know one way to run..."

"Just go all out," the racer continued.

Qualifying is not ideal. Starting in the middle and late stages means that the traffic conditions at the start will be very difficult. Everyone knows that overtaking is dangerous in street races, and only the big straight can make a difference.So the whole team is looking forward to Brno's miracle.

After the pre-race meeting, the whole team was in low pressure.

However, the atmosphere outside Room P was completely opposite.

The entire track is illuminated by roadside lighting installations like a light strip, embedded in the Marina Bay.There is a whole food street next to the stands, crowded with people, beer, cola, hot dog and popcorn are standard, Singapore local food, oyster and lobster are also essential.What is even more distinctive is the giant Ferris wheel in Area A of the track, SingaporeFlyer, which is slowly turning.The road was closed during the competition, and only spectators in the paddock who bought tickets for the stands in Area A could go on the Ferris wheel. It was also a good experience to watch the competition on the Ferris wheel after the competition started.

Such a carnival atmosphere finally reached its climax at the beginning of the game.

Because the distance between the auditorium and the track is too close, both sides of the track are surrounded by super high barbed wire.The photographer's location was one of the only safe areas not protected by reinforced barbed wire.Racers only enter this area when they go the wrong way, and usually retreat at low speed to rejoin the race.

But the whole angle is just right, and you can take a good photo with the Ferris wheel as the background of the track.

"I heard people say that this Ferris wheel can see the whole of Singapore. Let's sit together after the race, Mr. Xiao." It's the modified sound of "chug chug".

The photographer can imagine that his hands are full of engine oil, and he is holding the phone at a 45-degree angle to the side and talking to him.

"I heard that if you kiss when the Ferris wheel reaches the highest point, two people can be together forever." This sentence is not so dragging, he should be a little shy now, a little shy, and two small brackets will appear at the corners of his mouth.

"How do I hear that people who ride the Ferris wheel together will break up?" said the photographer.

"Is that so?" The racer suddenly panicked, "I've already booked my tickets."

The photographer suddenly laughed out loud and asked him, how did he know about such a small romance like the Ferris wheel.

The racing driver replied that the female colleagues in the team taught him.

"Mr. Xiao, in fact, it doesn't have to be a Ferris wheel. We can kiss anywhere. As long as we want, we can be together forever. Anyway, I just want to kiss you now..." The racer paused, and said a little madly , "Ah! It's been a long time since I kissed Teacher Xiao!"

"Shut up!" This person was talking on the phone outside, how could he be so unrestrained?

"What does it matter, anyway, everyone knows."

"Hiss—" the photographer gritted his teeth and wanted to hit him directly through the phone signal.

The photographer held the teddy bear doll that was bought on the plane and jointly issued by the official motorcycle race, and gave it a set of poking punches in the stomach, and replaced him before the gift was sent out. The master has suffered!

In fact, standing under the Ferris wheel, it is really hard not to revive the romantic factor in people's hearts.Thinking of the two people's discussion about the Ferris wheel the night before, the photographer suddenly looked forward to going to the highest point with him after the competition...

So in the tire warm-up circle, when the racing car on the wall suddenly lost control and hit here, the photographer was stunned before avoiding to the side.The wreckage of the racing car flew towards the fence at a super high speed like a celestial maiden scattered flowers. There was no barbed wire to stop it, and the photographer happened to be hit by a spring.The spring hit the camera in his hand, and the photographer couldn't hold the camera in his hand immediately. The inertia caused the camera to get out of control and hit him directly on the forehead.The photographer suddenly fell to the side.

Matthew surrounded him immediately.

The moment the photographer fell to the ground and closed his eyes, the sound of the racing car's engine whizzed past his ears one after another. Looking at the Ferris wheel from this angle lying on the ground, it seemed to be taller!

In early autumn, the temperature difference between day and night is huge. During the day, the corridors of the wards are still busy and lively. At night, the cool night breeze blows in through the half-opened windows, bringing the aroma of the bouquet of lilies on the window sill, making people involuntarily My heart is more peaceful.

Xiao Zhan woke up this night.

The first thing he said after waking up was.

"Is the race over? How is he running?"

The assistant who was with him in the ward was confused by the question, so he hurried to find the doctor on duty first.

After a simple examination, the doctor made the doctor's order and left the ward.

"Xiao Zhan, take a good rest. The doctor will arrange a detailed examination tomorrow morning. There is no major problem. Don't worry, you may be discharged from the hospital after a few days of rest." The assistant frantically typed and reported the situation to the manager. Help him close the window of the ward.

The smell of disinfectant in the ward was very strong.

Looking at the pure white ceiling, Xiao Zhan felt dizzy in his head. Although what a bunch of people said just now was in Chinese, he didn't listen to anything.

"This is Singapore?"

"No... this is City W, you have been filming here for a month, have you forgotten?"

"Why am I in the hospital?"

"Ah? Don't you remember? You were hit by a prop on the set..."

Xiao Zhan seemed to vaguely remember being hit on the head by something the moment he fell down, but why did the time and place deviate from what he remembered?

"So there is no Ferris wheel, no competition, no him?" Xiao Zhan muttered to himself, as if the things in his memory were fleeing quickly, he closed his eyes in pain, trying to grasp the slightest feeling.

"Xiao Zhan, it's nothing serious, don't worry, the doctor said that it didn't affect you at all! Maybe you've been working too hard recently, so you need to sleep more..."

Xiao Zhan closed his eyes, and felt someone calling him in the noisy background, Teacher Xiao, Teacher Xiao, look, I did it again!When he opened his eyes, the voice disappeared, but when he closed his eyes again, this figure appeared in front of him again.

All night long, auditory hallucinations.The sound of voices and the sound of the engine bombarded his brain, and he could not sleep peacefully for a moment.

☆、Fan Wai-Next

"Sunk"-WAV please eat with the music

It was finally dawn.The voice in my head finally took a break for a while.

When the agent arrived hurriedly, Xiao Zhan had already finished his physical examination. Except for a report that would be released the next day, all other indicators were normal.At this time, he was standing by the window and staring down.He turned around when he heard a sound at the door, and saw that the economic man in front of him overlapped with the elder sister who was in charge of things in his chaotic memory.

Xiao Zhan asked, "Where is the next stop?"

The agent was confused by the question and turned to look at the assistant.

"I don't know! I woke up yesterday and kept saying things I couldn't understand..." the little assistant explained in a low voice.

Unlike the chaotic state when he just woke up yesterday, he can actually recognize that the two people in front of him are his manager and the other is his assistant.He also knew that he was not a photographer, but what happened to that memory that came out for no reason?

Xiao Zhan lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, probably his brain made up this lie!

"Have you been running too late for the show lately? As agreed before, I will give you a holiday after the show is finished. You are in a bad state now! At least hold on for a while longer."

Xiao Zhan didn't answer.

"Did the suspense film that was completed a while ago make you anxious? Now it's a romance film... eh? Don't put too much pressure on yourself!" The agent flipped through the workbook and continued to instruct, " Regarding your injury on the set, the company has talked with the producer, and the news will be blocked. You know, this kind of news is negative for the producer, and it is easy to cause dissatisfaction among fans. You don’t need to use these Come to hype the character..."

Xiao Zhan nodded and said, "Sister, I know. Just do as you say."

For the [-]st time, the manager is grateful to the artists he brings for being sensible and good at communicating.

"There is one more thing, take out your phone, there is a publicity that you need to repost on Weibo." The manager finally closed the notebook.

The little assistant quickly explained: "That... the phone was broken that day, and I haven't bought a new one yet..."

"...Use my mobile phone to log in." The agent handed over his mobile phone and said, "The MV you helped him shoot two months ago is online. Hmm! That's it, you can transfer it yourself..."

The agent pointed to the number one entry on the current hot search list.

"#王一博最新 Single MV Released Online#

Click on the link, the black video playback interface loaded for a few seconds, and as the prelude sounded, the man on the motorcycle flashed on the screen, the lightning speed and the knee-crushing handsomeness carried memories like a tide coming.

They really flew and ran so many tracks together, they really felt the carnival of victory together in the crowd, they really sweated for the things they loved in the hottest moment of the sun together... …

The plot in the MV includes Singapore and the Ferris wheel. It is a girl who boards the Ferris wheel with the racer in the film, not him as the photographer.In the film, they are rivals in love with each other, which is completely different from the theater in his mind. Those scenes are just a play within a play that he arranged for himself.

All of these are the evidence of the memory in his mind, but also the evidence of the picture fabricated by his brain. It seems that he briefly talked about a one-person love in a place that the camera cannot see.

"The song is very nice." Xiao Zhan said.

"Well, hurry up and retweet! Their team gave some suggestions for retweeting, do you want to refer to it?"

Xiao Zhan shook his head, thought about his account password and began to edit the content.

The agent is still a little annoyed, sometimes it is not a good thing for an artist to be too independent.All social software accounts are in his own hands, and all content exported from his own account must be filtered by himself... So, it is really not that easy to control.

He suddenly thought of a line of lyrics: "Wethrow ourselves into the summer." After entering this sentence one by one, it was deleted one by one.After thinking about the blank input interface for a long time, I finally chose a sentence from the forwarding suggestions given by the other team and forwarded it directly.

The manager was a little surprised again, feeling that the child seemed to be a different person after waking up.

Xiao Zhan posted this Weibo, and within a minute, the number of retweets and likes began to skyrocket. Some were shouting that the summer was not over, some were looking forward to ggdd’s next collaboration, and some were analyzing his retweeting copy and time... …

Xiao Zhan didn't look any further, he directly logged out of the account and returned the phone to the agent.

"Then you have a good rest. The previous two dramas were too close, and I have to help your younger brother play a cameo. I think you are not in a good state, and the crew has already arranged the tricks. You are in the hospital for a few days. Leave it on!" The agent said, "I'll come see you tomorrow."

It seems that some things will disappear automatically as long as you don't pay attention to them. This is the case with those pretentious feelings, and the same is true for auditory hallucinations.Xiao Zhan suddenly felt that those voices disappeared in such a quiet way, and he couldn't catch them even if he tried to distinguish them carefully. He thought, it's time to catch up on sleep.

Before the agent left, he still couldn't help asking.

"Sister, have I ever studied in Germany?"

"Germany? No. Didn't you give up this idea a long time ago?" The manager panicked again.

"I'll just ask." Xiao Zhan said sullenly.

After taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor, those images would no longer come to his mind at night, or even if they did, he would forget them when he woke up in the morning.

Two days later, Xiao Zhan, whose indicators were normal, was approved to be discharged from the hospital by the doctor with a swipe of a pen.After returning to the set, the agent still followed the whole process without worry, taking care of him when he entered and exited.

After the release of Wang Yibo's new song, fans swiped their screens to make data, increase popularity, and go crazy about Amway.

For a while, this song and this MV were all over the screens on all platforms, with a strong sense of presence, making it impossible for Xiao Zhan not to see or hear it.

What's more, the original singer himself was brushed in front of him.

"Ms. Xiao, the MV is online, what do you think?"

"Ms. Xiao, are you still filming in City W? When are you free to come out and get together?"

"Mr. Xiao, happy birthday! I sent you a birthday present!"

……

Most of these messages come and go, even if the reply is a polite reply, Xiao Zhan is determined to clear up that strange memory.

Finally, one afternoon when there was no drama, the other party chased after him with a phone call.

"Ms. Xiao, have you been busy filming recently? It was said on the Internet that you quit Weibo, did you also quit WeChat?"

"fine……"

"Then do you remember what I asked you?"

"What?"

"Xiao Zhan! Are you kidding me?" He was very angry and raised his voice.

"I don't have a good memory recently." Did you forget something important?Xiao Zhan was a little nervous, but unfortunately his phone was broken and he couldn't read the memo, "I forgot something, can you remind me?"

"Forget it. It doesn't matter."

Then the phone hung up.Then he never messaged again.

Although everything went well during the filming, Xiao Zhan would sometimes ask his manager some weird questions, such as:

"My cat's name is Nut?"

"Yes! The whole world knows."

"What about Zizai?"

"Zhou Yumin? He also has cats? How do I know the name of his cat?"

"I never raised a cat named Zizai?"

"..."

When winter is approaching.The movie is finally done.

When helping Xiao Zhan pack his luggage and check out, the agent found out the source of these problems.

In his little book for filming homework, there is a character analysis of that MV.

"Photographer. Design background: Germany. Bauhaus. Raised a cat called Zizai. I don't want to admit that I like the racing driver, but I agree with him in my heart. The emotion for racing stimulates his passionate side."

Why is this person so devoted to making a MV?

"Where are you flying?" Xiao Zhan came out of the room with his bag on his back.

The manager quickly closed the notebook in his hand and replied, "Shanghai."

"Shanghai? What job?"

"Send you home."

"My home in Shanghai...?" Xiao Zhan asked tentatively.

"Hmm! Have you been filming outside for so long that you have forgotten where your home is?" The agent suddenly realized that his "dedicated" acting skills described on the Internet would really be too devoted, Can't play?

A week later, Xiao Zhan finished all his activities.His vacation has also begun.

A whole month.No one knows where he is.

Before departure, the manager urged him to squeak when he arrived at a destination.But this person only posted some landscape photos, but never posted a location and reported his position.

So when a gossip account posted the news that he was injured and admitted to the hospital, and the studio was so busy that he was blinded, he just asked if he needed to come back.After getting a negative answer, he replied to his agent, "Understood, then you can deal with it."Then go on your vacation.

A thought popped up in the agent these days, the landscape photos are so beautiful, has he not yet struggled out of the photographer's setting?He should have been called back!

As soon as the incident of Xiao Zhan's injury while filming was exposed, the fans and marketing accounts on the Internet were immediately moved by the news. Explanations from the crew, announcements from the studio, and fans' comments were arranged in turn.

Crazy with public opinion is Wang Yibo himself.

The call was not in the service area, and no one responded to the WeChat message, so he had to find a broker.

The manager's sister said helplessly that I didn't know either.

"He didn't disclose any information?" Wang Yibo asked eagerly.

"Don't worry. He's fine! If you're asking about his injury, I can tell you right now that he was injured while filming. It was indeed a head injury, but it was fine. He rested for a while That's all. It's all good now. Now the online gossip about his disfigurement and so on is bullshit, and the timeline doesn't match up. Didn't they attend several events after that... Hey! They really don't have enough lawyer letters."

Wang Yibo breathed a sigh of relief, but what he wanted to know was more than this: "What about others? Why have there been no news for so long? Why have you lost contact?"

"Why are you asking the same question as the media? We have answered this question many times. He has completed several plays this year, and the working hours and rest time are too unbalanced. Now it's vacation time."

"I know all this."

"Then you still ask." The manager rolled his eyes. As I said before, I don't even know where he is.

"..."

"O! K! Let me tell you some more news. He has been talking about it for a while. He said that he asked me for two months' leave in his dream, and asked me to fulfill his promise." The manager spread his hands helplessly.

Wang Yibo flipped through the landscape photos he received on his manager's phone, recalling their previous conversations.Most of these landscape photos are of ice and snow, only white and white. It is really difficult to judge whether he is in a Nordic country or North America where snow has started, and he may not even go abroad...

Christmas is coming soon.Midsummer seemed to be a thing of the previous life in my memory.

Beijing time, on the eve of Christmas, Xiao Zhan's Instagram finally had some activity.He posted an emoji of a Christmas tree, and a few photos of a small town with a strong Christmas atmosphere, all of which were taken from the street into the shop windows.The last is a selfie of him wearing a red woolen hat, the sun is shining brightly, and he is smiling slightly at the camera.

Fans immediately left a message saying that he was Little Red Riding Hood who sold matches and told him to come back soon.

He said that there will be a surprise today, and he will go back when he arrives.

What a surprise?asked the fans.

But he didn't reply again, a surprise is a surprise, and we'll know when the time comes!

Xiao Zhan opened the website for forecasting the Aurora Index, and the KP index reached 8 tonight. After staying here for half a month, he should be able to get his wish.

When it was about to get dark, Xiao Zhan was lying in the dome wooden house, looking up at the sky being swallowed by the darkness little by little, and then the stars appeared on the stage, gradually shining with charming light.I don’t know how long he has been lying there, he may have fallen asleep for a while, and fixed his eyes for a while, the aurora all over the sky seemed to be sending a signal to him from Kepler’s planet, the entire aurora belt was constantly surging, and the faint green light went up and down dance.

Xiao