Xueba, wake up

After the broadcast, Uncle Hat said that he wanted to keep Yansheng and the others for dinner. The earthen stove is ready to use, and it is very convenient to fry big pot dishes.

In the past, the more serious live broadcasts and videos were followed by Lao Sun, at least five or six people, but this time only Da Lu and Brother Tao came, so it was easy to prepare, only three boxes of cooked food at noon were opened, and the rest Turn a few boxes in the pot and turn them a few times to heat up another meal.

It is not easy for these rangers to guard the mountain. The mountain is empty and quiet. A small dilapidated house is huddled on the mountainside. The signal is not good. There are wild graves nearby. In summer, mosquitoes are infested.

Twilight was everywhere, and the room was too dark to see people's faces as soon as it was dark. Outside the window, there were shadows in the woods. Occasionally, an owl flew out of the woods with a strange cry.

"This year's prevention and control is better than the previous two years, and almost no one comes to burn paper." The hat uncle turned on the old-fashioned light bulbs, lit mosquito coils and put them next to the wooden table. Haven't seen any coming yet."

"Mountain fires are really terrible. They are fierce things. When I was a child, there was a fire on the mountain behind my house in the winter. I didn't pull the isolation belt in time, and half of the mountain was burned. It took a day and a night to extinguish it. There seemed to be an old man at that time. I built a tent privately at the foot of the mountain, and I happened to be trapped there at the time and no one knew about it, and when I went there, I saw that there were only a handful of bones left." Da Lu took the chopsticks in one hand, and slapped his ankles with the other.

"Are there mosquitoes on Xiaosheng's side?" Brother Tao put the mosquito coils by the table legs on Yansheng's side.

Yan Sheng shook his head and pushed the mosquito coil back.

"What's the matter with you, why do you keep worrying about our boss." Da Lu laughed a few times, and patted Brother Tao on the shoulder.

Based on his two years of experience with Yan Sheng, it can be seen that Yan Sheng does not want to see this person.

The speaker didn't care about the listener, and Brother Tao laughed a couple of times in embarrassment, but Yan Sheng didn't even answer.

"Is Yansheng going to university next year?" asked Uncle Hat.

"Well," Yan Sheng said, "I plan to go to L City."

"S big? Tsk, this kid is promising, and he can learn to be a big internet celebrity." Uncle Hat nodded, "Will you come back to shoot after college? Your uncle and I haven't had enough internet celebrity addiction yet."

"Definitely come back." Yan Sheng smiled, "Next time, I will open another video account for you to attract fans."

"That's not so cool!" Uncle Hat laughed.

After eating and drinking some tea, Uncle Hat got up and went to the small kitchen.

Yan Sheng turned his head and glanced at Da Lu, who immediately understood, picked up the car keys and stood up with Yan Sheng and walked out.

Brother Tao was still in a daze, but was pulled back by Da Lu before he followed.

After the three of them put away their equipment and got into the car, Uncle Hat really chased him out of the house with two baskets of wild mushrooms and pheasant eggs.

"Let's go uncle, see you later." Yan Sheng didn't give him a chance to open the car door, and threw the key inside into his basket with his hand.

The broken van started and went down the mountain road.

"This kid!" Yan Sheng heard Uncle Hat yelling from a distance behind the car.

On the way back, Yan Sheng didn't pretend to be asleep anymore, except for the live broadcast, Da Lu sent the vlogs to sister Min, the editor, and had to discuss to get out as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the first episode of the video and live broadcast has a large fan base, and the playback volume will not be too hip.

The two hours of the return journey have almost been edited, and I will wait for the shooting vlog to be released next month.

The ten-day blogger's solid fan method, the things recorded in one go are posted twice.In fact, this method is quite shabby, and it is not a problem. After the release, Yan Sheng plans to apologize first, and will add a few more issues after the college entrance examination.

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Yan Sheng arranged everything here and sent a message to He Zhonghe.

I just sent a full stop, which feels amazing. You don’t need to send a title to everyone when you send a message like you usually do. It’s like poking He Zhonghe when you send a punctuation. Come and find me when I’m done. me.

The phone vibrated.

- come to my house, my mother is not home tonight

He Zhonghe originally wanted to delete the second half of the sentence, but he slipped his hand and went out.

Withdrawing is a bit of a cover-up, but the second half of the sentence is really not that good.

He Zhonghe hung his hands on the phone screen, watching "the other party is typing" on the opposite side for a long time, thinking that Yan Sheng was going to say something nasty, but he replied with a "hmm".

He Zhonghe threw the phone into the desk drawer and smiled.

It's not kind, as the saying goes, a straight man flirts with Ji Tian and strikes lightning, even though he is a fake straight man.

He brushed his hair, jumped up from the chair, stared at the few questions he had saved, and walked around the desk.

In fact, there is no need for Yansheng to explain these questions. Just find a search app and take a look at the analysis.

The knock on the door didn't sound until half an hour later, and He Zhonghe strolled over to open the door.

"Hey, show me a handsome guy going out of the bath again."

Yansheng came home first after taking a bath. After all, after spending a day in the mountains, he smelled like chicken and earth.

"It's a free show, so don't watch it for nothing." Yan Sheng smiled.

It didn't take much effort to talk about the topic, but the two people who were alone in the room each had more or less thoughts in their hearts that they wanted to stay a little longer.

It's difficult to find a balance in getting along with this kind of thing, and you can't be too laissez-faire, and sometimes you will become dependent without knowing it, and the parties themselves don't know it.

Seeing Yansheng pick up the TV remote control, He Zhonghe pressed it down: "Promise me, stop watching cartoons."

Yan Sheng nodded solemnly.

Folklore Documentary.

From He Zhonghe's point of view, it's quite boring, why not watch a sci-fi suspense.

"School starts tomorrow." He Zhonghe said, "The results of the monthly exam last time haven't come out yet, so I'm anxious."

"What earth-shattering test do you want?" Yan Sheng turned his head to look at him.

"You don't believe me if you tell me."

"Say."

"The other day I told Old Zheng that I would kill you." He Zhonghe laughed before he finished speaking, and the mints in his mouth almost flew out.

"Come on." Yan Sheng said, "Maybe we can really kill him."

"That's unless the report card is arranged backwards." He Zhonghe laughed for a while.

The folklore documentary talks about the traditional cooking methods of ethnic minorities, and it happened to be building an earthen stove.

This earthen stove is built exquisitely, with the ventilation holes left at the downwind outlet, and the inner and outer billets are also divided.

Yansheng watched TV, thinking that he would go back another day to improve the earthen stove for the forest rangers.

He Zhonghe couldn't watch the show, so he glanced at Yansheng from the corner of his eye.

"I watched an internet celebrity's live broadcast today, and I felt like you."

Very straight to the point.

Yan Sheng was taken aback for a moment.

He used voice change and stickers to cover his videos. Except for Da Lu and others, no one knew he did this.

"Really." Yan Sheng said.

He Zhonghe didn't speak, just stared at him.

"Guess I'm an Internet celebrity? Do you think it's credible? Can you be more realistic." Yan Sheng snapped his fingers in front of his face.

Indeed, someone who is an old school bully doesn't have the energy to be an internet celebrity.

He Zhonghe originally wanted to mention the scar on Niao Ah Po's neck along the way, but he didn't ask after thinking about it.He didn't know how to get Yansheng's scar, so it would be bad if he asked rashly to remind him of painful memories.

After all, he is an orphan.

...Why does this sound like a curse.

He Zhonghe was considering whether to quit swearing.

"Let's go back first." Yan Sheng yawned, and lazily got up from the sofa, "The upper and lower eyelids are fighting, and I can't open them."

"I thought you Xueba would study at one or two o'clock in the middle of the night every day." He Zhonghe said.

"That's a hard-working academic master." Yan Sheng opened the door, "Our gifted academic masters only need to spend time during the day."

"Get out quickly." He Zhonghe said.

Yan Sheng opened the door of his house with a smile, paused before closing it, and said "good night".

"Good night." It was rare for Yan Sheng to say something human, and He Zhonghe was very moved, "See you tomorrow."

Yawning all over the place and laying down on the bed, Yan Sheng became dazed as soon as he touched the pillow.

Messy things flashed through my mind, black-bone chickens running wild and attacking, varnish for painting wooden houses, piles of wild graves on the mountain, Brother Tao’s legs covered in mosquito bites under his three-quarter pants, a pile of red bricks, a pile of A pile of blue bricks, a He Zhonghe came out of the tree house and said Hi.

This also sang rap.

Yan Sheng turned over.

"See you tomorrow." He Zhonghe said just now.

This sentence gives people a good feeling, and we can see you again tomorrow.

Goodbye tomorrow is at school, on the third floor of high school, although tomorrow may not be the same table, although no one knows what will happen tomorrow.

But see you tomorrow, see you when you sleep.