Million UP school god plays me every day

When the elevator came out to the short flight of stairs to the rooftop on the top floor, Dou Sheng trotted up.

Xie Lan didn't want to run, so he followed behind and slowly opened the small door. The view from the top of the building was open and wide, and the dark blue sky above his head seemed infinitely close, but in a blink of an eye, he found a star as a frame of reference, and suddenly felt so far away.

Xie Lan didn't expect it to be so good-looking, and stood by the small door for a while.

Dou Sheng was standing near the rooftop to take pictures of the night scene, his white shirt was blown up by the wind, and the hem was lifted to reveal a young boy's thin and firm waist.He held the camera firmly with his right hand, and turned the camera with the strength of his wrist to take a wide-angle shot to the extreme.

Turning to Xie Lan's direction, Dou Sheng stopped and shouted, "Nong Zai, let's do it."

"..." Xie Lan was speechless, "Speak humanly."

"People tell you to come here and look." Dou Sheng waved at him, "You can't see anything standing there."

Walking to the edge of the roof, you can have a clearer view of the Yingzhong buildings and the surrounding thousands of lights.

Dou Sheng checked the material just now, and let out a satisfied tut, "Today's night sky is fine."

Xie Lan suddenly remembered that he was still carrying a GoPro at school, and asked casually, "Why do you carry a camera with you when you record, eat, and broadcast ASMR?"

Dou Sheng paused.

"Hmm...my fans are so perverted, they always urge me to find exciting scenes, such as eating in a quiet study room, or...in the teacher's office."

Hearing this, Xie Lan slowly showed a confused expression.

Is it such a unique hobby?

He thought for a while and couldn't help but say, "But I don't think you can always obey them."

"Why?" Dou Sheng asked casually.

Xie Lan thought about it and said: "I think you should give according to yourself when making content. The audience may just want it casually, you give it if they want it, and they don't want it, but only you know that you give it, and they don't necessarily know what you give it. No, they don't actually..."

This long logic statement challenge fails.

Xie Lan was a little speechless, turned his head in despair, "Forget it."

Dou Sheng couldn't help laughing out loud.Lowly, with some lightness.

"I understand what you mean." He looked at him, "Thanks, I will think about it."

The security guard only gave me 10 minutes, and I had to go home after recording this short piece of material.Dou Sheng pushed open the door of the small staircase, and casually said as he walked down: "I have been thinking about how to find a balance. With more and more fans, it seems that making things is not as free as before. Now the content output outlet It’s too narrow, let’s widen it, and I’m afraid fans won’t get used to it, you know? Anyway, I just feel weak and have no place to fight.”

Xie Lan followed behind him, thinking to himself, all of your more than 200 submissions are eaten, you don’t show your face and don’t talk, you are narrow or narrow.

He lowered his head and quickly looked up a word, "You can increase the type of content according to your... talent."

"For example?" Dou Sheng seemed to regain his energy all of a sudden.

Xie Lan followed him into the elevator, "Your talent is to eat. In addition to ASMR, you can also consider what I read that day, such as swallowing chicken legs in the abyss, dark cooking, and stewing yourself in an iron pot."

"..."

The light in Dou Sheng's eyes suddenly disappeared.

Xie Lan raised her eyes, "What's wrong?"

Dou Sheng withdrew his gaze and stared straight at the elevator door in front of him, "I seem to be a little dizzy in the elevator, don't talk, please be quiet."

"?"

It was exactly midnight when I came out of the school gate. Looking back, the lights of Sansu had been forced to turn off, and only one room on the westernmost side of each floor was kept lit. Dou Sheng said it was a 24-hour self-study room for the third year of high school.

Xie Lan likes looking at the lights very much, especially in the dark and quiet late night, when everything is silent and dark, a little light is more beautiful.

He looked at it for a while before withdrawing his gaze reluctantly, "By the way, you know the anchor of the content, what is it in Chinese?"

Dou Sheng raised his head from the taxi-hailing software interface, and was stunned for a moment, "Anchor? Anchor point?"

"Well, you can consider making an anchor point in the scene. With this, no matter how changeable your things are, it will not make the audience feel strange." Xie Lan thought for a while, "Familiarity is really important, you have to always be you."

Dou Sheng looked at him, and suddenly there was a kind of inquiry in his eyes, "You seem to understand it very well."

Xie Lan paused, "I also have friends in the UK who do this."

"Oh, no wonder." Dou Sheng smiled, "Is your friend very good?"

Xie Lan nodded lightly, "He is two of you."

"..."

Dou Sheng was confused again, "What do you mean?"

"He has more than 300 million fans, and there are more than two of you." Xie Lan said lightly: "Those were his precious thoughts just now, you have to listen carefully."

Dou Sheng was silent for a while, "I'm suddenly a little upset, what's going on?"

Xie Lan glanced at him, "This is jealousy, you are jealous of the strong."

Dou Sheng: "..."

On the way back to the car, Xie Lan was suddenly very sleepy, due to the jet lag, he woke up very early in the past two mornings, so naturally he was sleepy early at night.When he got home, Dou Sheng stood at the door and said good night to him. He was in a daze, and he just hummed and pushed the door behind him.

Early the next morning, Xie Lan was stunned by the screams from the next door.

"Get up! Get up for me!!"

The pony was kicking on the bed, pushing the dead man down on the bed.

Dou Sheng's hair was a little messed up in sleep, he half-opened his eyes and glanced at him, turned over and wrapped himself in the blanket.

"Be human." He muttered, "I don't go to bed until five o'clock, ask for leave for me, and tell Hu Xiujie that I'm dead."

Pony got angry, "You have to die for a few days every month, right? Your mother said you will be divided into shifts today!"

"Separation is none of my business." Dou Sheng closed his eyes and said, "Wherever I am, that's Class A."

Xie Lan at the door: "..."

Fascinating.

Xiao Ma was out of breath. He obviously weighed half as much as Dou Sheng, but he couldn't drag the person on the bed.

Not only does it not move, it is as stable as a rock.

Xie Lan also found it strange, stood at the door and glanced at the surface of Dou Sheng and the bed, and seriously suspected that he had put glue on himself.

"Hey." The little horse was tired, and the vicissitudes of life said: "Get up and see if Lanlan has changed today. Aren't you going to help him recognize the new class?"

"Him?" Dou Sheng paused for a few seconds, finally lifted his head from the pillow, frowned and looked at Xie Lan at the door with half-closed eyes, "How did you do in your physics exam?"

Xie Lan hesitated.

Xiao Ma begged him with begging eyes, and he had no choice but to cooperate: "It's not easy to say."

The room was quiet for a while, Dou Sheng seemed to be rigid, maintaining the movement that must have made his neck sore, closing his eyes and falling into samadhi for half a minute.

Then he buried his head in the quilt again, sighed, pulled the quilt away and said, "Let's go."

The pony was relieved.

"Hurry up, wash up, hurry up, the teacher will find your mother and your mother will find me when I'm late, and I'll be done. What, Lan Lan hurried down to eat, and brought some beans before it was too late."

Xiao Ma spoke too fast, Xie Lan couldn't keep up, just watched Dou Sheng get out of bed slowly, and asked, "What did you do last night?"

"Ah?" Dou Sheng turned his head, looked at him out of focus for a while, then lowered his head and muttered, "Cut the material."

"He's always like this." Xiao Ma rolled his eyes and said to Dou Sheng again, "Take it easy, be careful that your mother confiscates your computer."

"Whatever." Dou Sheng walked into the bathroom and kicked the door skillfully.

All the way to school, Dou Sheng performed 101 sleeping postures.

Sleep standing, sleep sitting, sleep while eating, sleep while walking.

Sleep with your head on your thighs, sleep on your back on the seat, and sleep on your stomach on the car door.

Xie Lan went upstairs with him, very afraid that he would fall on her, so she deliberately kept a few meters away.

What made him suffocated was that the distance of several meters made him fortunate to hear the discussion of passing girls behind Dou Sheng's back.

"Dou Sheng from class four is really handsome."

"The high-spirited and handsome guy is really my love."

"You can even yawn...hehehe."

Xie Lan once suspected that he had memorized the wrong idiom again, and confused the meaning of high-spirited and a useless dog.

Passing by the general office of science, Xie Lan turned directly in.

Except for Hu Xiujie, the director who has a separate office, the other physics, chemistry and biology teachers in the grade group all sit together to work.Xie Lan was a little dazed as soon as he entered, and suddenly realized that he didn't know the chemistry and biology teachers at all.

A fat female teacher called him, "Xie Lan?"

"It's me." Xie Lan nodded immediately.

This nod, I don't know if it was an illusion, the office suddenly became quieter.

"My surname is Dong, and I am a chemistry teacher in Class [-]." The female teacher said, "I heard Teacher Hu tell you about your general situation, ah, I came back from this UK, and I asked you to ask if there is no chemistry in the UK? Seeing that you basically handed in a blank paper, Director Hu said that you chose chemistry."

Another 50-year-old female teacher wearing glasses said, "Have you ever studied biology? Have you studied basic animals and plants, cells, genes, human tissues?"

The chemistry teacher waved his hand, "Mr. Sun, wait a moment, I'll ask first."

Xie Lan was too fast to keep up, but he probably understood the meaning.He did answer the comprehensive science paper very badly. He only scribbled a few strokes in chemistry, but left nothing in biology.

He sighed and said to his chemistry teacher, "I studied chemistry in England."

"What have you learned?" The teacher immediately asked, "Structure and properties of matter, chemical balance, inorganic and organic, electrolysis and hydrolysis?"

Xie Lan: "..." I haven't memorized these nouns yet.

He hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "The situation is a bit complicated. I have studied matter and so on. I have studied balance. What about electricity? Electricity is physics."

"..."

Seeing her confused expression, Xie Lan gave up on herself and said, "It's indeed a bit different from domestic ones. Anyway, what I know now is hydrogen helium lithium beryllium boron carbon nitrogen oxygen fluoride neon sodium magnesium aluminum silicon phosphorus sulfur chloride argon potassium calcium."

"?"

Xie Lan added, "But this is a new meeting last night, and I didn't know much about it during the exam."

The chemistry teacher's eyes gradually became lax.

Several other chemistry teachers were also shocked, and they put down their lesson plans one after another and began to pay attention to him.

Xie Lan thought about it for a moment, then turned to the biology teacher and said, "Biology is simple, I haven't learned biology before."

biology teacher:"……"

Fearing that she might misunderstand the British high school, Xie Lan quickly said, "I didn't choose it myself."

Biology teacher: "...Oh."

Ugh.

Xie Lan came with a heart of sincere communication, but judging from the reactions of these teachers, it seemed that it didn't have a good effect.

He succumbed to the sense of responsibility of the teachers of the motherland in his heart, and leaned a little tiredly against the edge of the window, which was the place where Dou Sheng leaned against Hu Xiujie's office last time.

Not to mention, it's quite comfortable.

The chemistry teacher froze for a long time before recovering, "The teacher didn't quite understand what you meant, so I wanted to ask you what chemical reactions you have learned, not what chemical elements you know."

As she spoke, she took out a blank comprehensive science test paper, turned to a question, and quickly wrote [CuSO4.5. What changed?"

Xie Lan corrected the Chinese in his mind, "Copper sulfate is decomposed by heat, and the blue crystal turns into white powder."

"You know it now!" The chemistry teacher put down the pen, "Why don't you write it, it's still empty?"

Xie Lan carefully looked at the stem of the question——

[Shen Kuo's "Mengxi Bi Tan" in the Northern Song Dynasty records: "There is a bitter spring in Xinzhou Qianshan, and the flow is like a stream. If the water is boiled, it will become alum, and if it is boiled, it will become copper." Now if the kind mentioned by Shen Kuo Matter heats up, what can you observe? 】

Good guy.

Xie Lan hesitated and said, "I want to ask first, teacher. Chemistry questions are done in ancient Chinese. Is this a unique educational feature in China?"

The chemistry teacher frowned, "What do you mean?"

Xie Lan sighed, "It means that I don't know how to do it, but I don't understand the question, and I don't know how to answer it."

The chemistry teacher was full of question marks, "Doesn't that mean you don't know?"

"No." Xie Lan rearranged his words in his mind, "Let's put it this way, if I can understand this question, I can answer it."

The chemistry teacher is numb.

She sat stiffly on the chair and looked up at Xie Lan, not knowing how to ask again.

Until a male teacher said, "Xie Lan, don't you know that bismuth is copper sulfate pentahydrate?"

Xie Lan was dumbfounded.

Danfan?

"What is copper sulfate pentahydrate?" He hesitated for a while, "I want to say, as long as I understand this question, I will do it."

chicken.same.duck.speak.

The office is eerily quiet.