Million UP school god plays me every day

On Friday morning, classrooms were in chaos and mourning owls were everywhere.

On the "good day" that is about to usher in the weekend, the representative of the Chinese class suddenly came to deliver the message-Lao Qin decided to take up the early self-study to do a small test, 15 minutes, [-] poems to fill in the blanks, and a quick decision.

Che Ziming, who was flipping through the book, trembled like a sieve, "Chibi Fu Chibi Fu! I didn't memorize the part in the middle!"

Wang Gou sighed softly at the side, "I advise you, forget it? Well, don't make things difficult for yourself."

"That won't work!" Che Ziming said anxiously on the spot, "What are you doing? What a fart, I can still save him!"

"Then, it's okay." Wang Gou said, "Don't give up on yourself."

"Don't praise it anymore?!" Che Ziming flipped over and roared: "Is there anyone who plays the flute? Let's make peace with the song! The sound is woo! woo! Of course!"

Xie Lan's scalp tightened.

"Red Cliff Fu" is the only ancient prose he has studied by himself since the beginning of school, and the other is "Will Enter the Wine". "Will Enter the Wine" is quite difficult, and "Red Cliff Fu" is simply hell-level.

Dou Sheng turned his pen and looked at Xie Lan, "This sentence must be tested, and the sound is humming, what comes next? Do you know it?"

Xie Lan subconsciously looked up at the ceiling and began to recall.

"His voice is humming... like... thunder piercing his ears, like a glow on his back, like..."

"It's like being struck by lightning." Dou Sheng sighed, and pressed the Chinese document on his hand, "Don't be like that, look again, look again."

Xie Lan flipped through the book in pain, while Dou Sheng memorized it.

"Its voice is humming, like resentment or admiration, like weeping like complaining, and the lingering sound is endless."

There is a natural sense of frustration in this parallelism, coupled with Dou Sheng's deep and deep voice, which is neither fast nor slow, it sounds inexplicably healing.

Xie Lan couldn't help but sigh, "Chinese is really nice."

"It sounds good to you, so learn more." Dou Sheng reached over with the pencil in his hand, and drew a circle on the three characters of resentment, mu, and curl, "Look carefully at the shape of the characters, it's too unfair to write a wrong word."

He? Rubbed the back of Xie Lan's hand when he was talking? After rubbing the back of his hand, he came back and posted it again, muttering, "I took the medicine the day before yesterday, what's wrong? My hands are still cold today, and a piece of antipyretic medicine is too strong? .”

Mention this? Xie Lan gets angry, "Don't feed me with a pet medicine feeder next time."

"Who made you fall asleep?" Dou Sheng smacked his lips, "It's quite picky."

Fifty poems to fill in the blanks in 15 minutes, the elite owls felt a little tight.

Xie Lan is fine, anyway, he? He just taught himself? Two essays on ancient prose, and there were eight questions in total, so he just wrote those? It's over.

The only regret is that Dou Sheng's drawing didn't test the key points. Xie Lan struggled with the bare paper for a long time, and then split the part of his voice into two sentences and wrote it in the blank space below the paper.

If you don’t have a meeting, you have to answer questions about the creation meeting.I hope Lao Qin can give him some emotional points so that he can break through 10 in this paper.

At the beginning of the new semester, various exams and activities in the school are in full swing.In addition to the upcoming "city-wide math" grading test, and the weekly frequent interspersed "large and small test", the most eye-catching thing is the basketball game of the second year of high school.

Before the physical education class, Wen Zisen, the sports committee member, stood on the podium and said, "This is the second and last time for us to participate in the basketball game. It will be gone in the third year of high school. The competition system is the same as last year. The official game will start in May. The physical education teacher decided that from Starting today, we will have two classes a week, and we will play a warm-up match with the twelfth class and the sixth class in the same class. Do you have any questions? "

There was joy in the classroom.

Wen Zisen lowered his head and scratched a few strokes on the list, "But there is a problem. All the players in our class have been assigned to the next door? There is no substitute left, and the starting five lacks three. I am also drunk? ... Who else would like to ? Sign up?"

Dong Jingjing turned her head and lay on Liu Yixuan's desk, "Can I still order cheerleading uniforms this year?"

"Look at you." Liu Yixuan smiled, "If everyone wants to pay for it, we can order it ourselves."

"I want to order it myself. Douzi mentioned to me two days ago that this semester will record several class group portrait videos. I want the girls in our class to dress better." Dong Jingjing looked forward, "Will the lo skirt be too cute?" exaggerate?"

Liu Yixuan glanced at the back door, and secretly took out the pad, "It's not necessarily true. This summer, I have pre-sold several sets of "lo" skirts that I wear every day. The Endless Summer set is very suitable..."

Yu Fei, who usually dies on the wall, suddenly stood up, raised his hand and said, "Let me make one."

"Great?" Wen Zisen immediately lowered his head and wrote down.

Then? The classroom fell into? A moment of silence.

"Five lack two." Wen Zisen pushed his glasses, "New here? Two gentlemen, Xie Lan, Wang Gou, can you play?"

Wang Gou clenched a pen in both hands, "Let me do it, I'll do it, I can do it, but it's hard to say if I can compare with your city kids."

"It's fine if you can fight." Wen Zisen immediately lowered his head and copied down the name, fearing that he would regret it, "Then there is one missing? Come on, everyone, just come and get one."

The remaining 30 people in Class [-] were originally more women than men, and there were only twelve men. No one said anything at this moment.

Faintly?, Xie Lan felt that someone was glancing back here.

Not glance at him?, but glance at him? The one next to him.

The owls were hesitant to speak, and collectively launched their skills - staring at them and praying.

Is the atmosphere stalemate? For a while, you have been writing something in a big white notebook? Dou Sheng put down his pen, "Okay, I'll do it then."

"Oh!!!" The class burst into joy.

Xie Lan was a little surprised, and subconsciously looked at Dou Sheng's opponent.

"Haven't touched the ball for two years?" Dou Sheng smiled, "Just leave me a spot, make up the numbers, there is no guarantee of ranking."

Wen Zisen smiled happily, "Okay, I'll hand in the list right away. Oh, right? You are not allowed to stay in the room for self-study in the physical education class, everyone hurry up."

Dou Sheng put the cap on the pen, and the big white book was snapped off.

Before turning the pages, Xie Lan saw that the book was written on a storyboard project, with the title "A person who is completely opposite to me" in the upper left corner.

The whole class went out, Xie Lan followed Che Ziming and Wang Gou, secretly took out his mobile phone and poked the pink small TV.

The theme of the new submission event——#人设

"Oh, let me tell you." Dai You waited for Dou Sheng to pass by, "Are you really going to do it?"

Dou Sheng said indifferently: "Anyway, make up the number."

Che Ziming turned his head and asked in a low voice: "You haven't played that ball for two years? Can you still compete?"

"What do you mean? It seems that the kind of ball I played two years ago is suitable for competition." Dou Sheng casually curled his lips, "If you are not skilled, you should restrain yourself. Everyone is safe."

Xie Lan was taken aback, "What? Mean? Mean?"

"It's nothing." Dou Sheng held his shoulders and pulled him away, "Walk and watch the road."

The warm-up match, the physical education teacher blowing the whistle, the venue? The small? playground between the bishop and the cafeteria.

Class [-] is the last of science? One class, two classes have different styles of painting.The owls in the fourth class all stood on the sidelines to watch the game, and they cooperated very well, while in the twelfth class, except for a few players who played, basically no one came.

But the players in Class 1.9 are not easy to mess with at first glance. The center is [-] meters tall, and his weight and height are the same. The small forwards and power forwards are all muscular? , with two tufts of miscellaneous dyed hair, and a grass in his mouth.

Xie Lan looked at it. He was a little confused for a while, then turned his head and asked Dou Sheng in a low voice, "He? Why? Holding grass?"

"Maybe it's a smoking addiction?" Dou Sheng glanced at the man, and then looked away indifferently, "It may also be some kind of behavioral disorder, or? Pica. Anyway, during the two years of high school, every time I saw He's eating grass."

Che Ziming came over and said, "There is one less class in class [-]."

"Should be ready soon?" Wen Zisen looked around, "Just now I saw Brother Cao sent a text message calling for someone?"

Grass brother...

It's really a concise and lively nickname.

As soon as the words fell, there were more people on the sidelines.

Chen Ge had just shaved his hair by an inch, so short that his scalp could be exposed. There was too much in the corner of his left eye? A two-centimeter-long blood scab, with a silent hawk-like look in his eyes? Brother Cao negotiated in a low voice.

The physical education teacher blew the whistle, "The last minute before the game! Players from both sides get on the field as soon as possible!"

"Help me record the footage." Dou Sheng handed the GoPro to Xie Lan, "Will it work?"

Xie Lan hummed, "What do you want? A lens?"

"Anyway, this is the first practice match. What was recorded? What is it? Let's see if we can cut a line." Dou Sheng smiled, "It's not difficult for you, just record whatever you want, make sure there are people in the camera Just do it."

"..."

Are the requirements really low?

"I see?" Xie Lan turned on the phone with a cold face, "I'll hit you?"

Yu Fei whispered to Dou Sheng, "Chen Ge is here."

"I'm here." Dou Sheng glanced at Chen Ge, "You still want to let him fight normally? What's the matter?"

Yu Fei paused for a moment, and shook his wrist a little annoyed, "It's not that interesting, so I just said it casually."

The game started as soon as the whistle was blown. Dou Sheng was the tallest in the fourth team, but he was unwilling to kick off.The 1.9-meter center forward stood there, and the four teams looked at each other. In the end, it turned out that Wang Gou, who was barely over 1.8 meters, went up.

The referee blew the whistle and threw the ball, and the result should not have any suspense, but Wang Gou broke out in an instant? Amazing? Jumping ability, he? Jumped half a second earlier than the center of Class [-], leaping up like a leopard? Going back? Hooked the ball away?

The center forward of class [-] made a hole, and the ball has been passed back to the back field of class [-].

Dou Sheng took the ball, dribbled it casually twice, and passed it to Yu Fei. Yu Fei ran quickly, and the forwards on both sides escorted him. Just stopped outside the line, Yu Fei swayed past the defense with a fake move, and sent the ball, Dou Sheng caught the ball with his backhand and took off directly outside the three-point line? Jump——

The sound of the basketball washing over the net? The sound was carried a little far by the wind.

The field was quiet for a while, and then the owls of the fourth class burst into applause.

"It's quite a tacit understanding." Dai You breathed a sigh of relief, casually raised his arm and put it on Xie Lan's shoulder, "Douzi is also in good condition."

Xie Lan glanced at him, then silently took a step aside.

Dai You's elbow was caught off guard and emptied.

"What are you doing?" He? Angry? "Aren't you a good brother?"

Xie Lan looked puzzled, "You don't have to be like this, brother."

Dai You had no choice but to pull it casually? Che Ziming came to use it as an arm pad? A human-shaped pillar, and analyzed the situation on the field: "Wang Gou is very strong, he has a good bounce, he has enough speed, and his reaction is quick, so his shooting is a bit inaccurate."

Che Ziming was silly and happy, "Gouzi was born in the countryside after all, so he is many times stronger than the old, weak, sick and disabled in our city."

Dai You glanced at him, "The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled are referring to yourself, don't bring others with you."

Che Ziming: "..."

Xie Lan didn't speak, and the camera followed the activities on the field.

Dou Sheng didn't tell him in advance that he wanted to record material, and he didn't do anything to prepare. He could only do it according to his feel.

Their intuition is that there are few spectators in the friendly match and the venue is not hot enough. At most, a few frames will be put in the official video as a string.Therefore, it is more important to shoot stories with fixed-point frames. Like in some basketball comics, the ball can be used as a visual fulcrum to capture people's dynamics.For example, when the ball is broken, record the two people's silhouettes interlacing in an instant; dribble and run, and use the fast camera movement to deal with the out-of-focus scene; when shooting, cut the eyes of all the players?

After Dou Sheng scored two more points, Xie Lan withdrew the camera from the field, patted down on the concrete floor under his feet, and pushed and pulled the camera while counting the beat in his heart to simulate the ball hitting the ground. The? Rhythm.

On the court, Dou Sheng inadvertently turned his head and saw Xie Lan's little friend patting his own feet with great concentration.

Up and down, left and right, far and near, high and low, all kinds of shots are shot upside down, as if there is some kind of rhythm, a GoPro may not be enough for him to play.

"..."

Dou Sheng couldn't help but stop his running pace, showing a confused expression.

"Move!"

Yu Fei hugged a ball that was almost empty, so he had no choice but to snatch it back by himself, yelling angrily: "Fa Nima is in a daze!"

Xie Lan raised his head when he heard the sound, and he couldn't help but sigh when he realized that Dou Sheng had broken down a well-organized attack by his teammates.

"They? Seem to be less active than Yu Fei and Wang Gou."

Che Ziming raised his eyebrows, "Who is it?"

"Dou Sheng."

Che Ziming frowned and tutted, "It was fine before, but it seemed to slip away just now? Look at us, am I wearing this purple sweater today? The sweater is so handsome and eye-catching ??"

Xie Lan cast a glance at the so-called too handsome and eye-catching? purple sweater, and silently? chose? Shut up.

The other four members of Class [-] were running wildly. It was the first time they played together.But Dou Sheng is not. He has always been lazy. Even if he runs fast, he seems a little perfunctory. He just throws it away when he catches the ball, but his hit rate is not bad, about six to five.

It's like, he is a passionate high school professional basketball team.

He is an old man who flies a kite, and only pulls the string when he is in a good mood.

Dai You sighed, "You don't understand, he? Maybe this state is the best."

"What do you mean?" Xie Lan put away the camera and asked, "What kind of ball did he play before?"

Dai You didn't say a word, and Che Ziming hesitated. "It's not a wild ball or a match-fixing. Anyway, it's like a fight, just to vent."

Xie Lan was taken aback.

They can almost understand that they have seen similar 1V1 and 2V2 in schools in the UK. They say they are playing ball, but they are actually beating people.There are no rules and restrictions. The two sides roll up their sleeves and collide casually in order to score a goal. After a game, one party will fall to the ground and lose the ability to move, or both will lose.

"It's all about junior high school? What happened? Ah." Che Ziming looked at Dou Sheng, who was doing well on the field, and clicked his tongue, "It's all about before our beans bottomed out and rebounded. Now it's just after dinner. Talking material. Or? How? It is said that since ancient times, heroes have been born as teenagers. I don’t accept others, so I just do beans. Oh, in the future? If I can have such a son..."

Dai You slapped him on the back? On the back, "What are you talking about!"

"Is it okay if I just talk about it?! Are you bothered to death? You always hit me." Che Ziming swallowed the rest of the sentence? Going back, his face was speechless.

In the first half, Class [-] was strong, but the members of Class [-] were a bit out of tune, and it was only in the second half that they caught up.

In all fairness, Class [-] is not weak, especially Chen Ge, who looks reluctant to be forced to come here, but his playing level is good. He stole three or four balls from Dou Sheng's hands and took the initiative to organize? The second attack has basically become?

Liu Yixuan sighed with emotion from the side, "Shuangjie from the fourth class met on the court?"

Dong Jingjing stood next to her, staring at Chen Ge all the time, watching the whole game without saying a word.

The whistle is blowing at the end, Che Ziming is right? She said: "Squad leader, why don't you take a look at me?"

"Looking at you?" Dong Jingjing was taken aback, and looked away from the field, "What are you doing?"

Without further ado, Che Ziming rolled up his sleeves, showing off his biceps, "Am I old?!"

"You are sick!" Dong Jingjing was swept away by the rage, and she twitched her big biceps with a series of palms, "Get out! Did I hit you before!"

Che Ziming hissed and yelled and laughed, and Dou Sheng covered Chen Ge for the last shot. He dribbled the ball and slammed into the net.

Chen Ge didn't chase after him, he looked down the field, his eyes lightly swept over Dong Jingjing and Che Ziming who were fighting together.

Then? They? Stretched their necks, turned around and said to Brother Cao: "I'll pay you back."

Brother Cao found out a root grass from nowhere and picked it up again, "During the entire game, one game can't be missed. If one game is missing, that matter? It's not over."

"whatever."

"Chen Ge seems to be having a difficult time in class [-]." Che Ziming dodged Dong Jingjing's? Maomao fist attack, leaned over and said in a small voice, "Those in class [-] are the ones who bullied Gouzi. ?, forming cliques outside every day, Chen Ge should have a problem with them."

Dai You sighed deeply, "What? What to do, what to do? Help him? Ah."

"No help." Dou Sheng came down from the field, took the GoPro from Xie Lan's hand casually, flipped through the material and said coldly: "Let him stay alone for a while, what the hell is he doing?"

Dai You brought him a bottle of water, and Dou Sheng raised his head to pour water, while glancing down at the camera from the corner of his eye.

After a while, the Adam's apple, which was moving up and down, stopped suddenly.

He put down the water bottle slowly, brought the camera closer, stepped back for a while and looked at it again.

"There is a unified narrative angle? Is it a ball?" He turned around to look at Xie Lan in surprise, "Have you ever studied? Professionally?"

Xie Lan felt cold? Cool? "No, I just recorded it casually."

"Record it casually, can it be recorded like this?" Dou Sheng frowned, and then looked at the clip that simulated a basketball hitting the floor, "I thought you were patting your own foot on the court."

Xie Lan: "..."

What does it have to be like? Mental retardation to do this kind of thing? Ah.

Che Ziming suddenly yelled triumphantly in front of him, "The bean fell and I got stuck? It's a sequela. Before, they asked me to help record the material. When I got excited, I shot my own for two hours. ?shoe."

Xie Lan: "...Oh."

It was you.

I enjoyed watching the games in physical education class, but when I got back to the classroom, I started to have a headache, a splitting headache? That kind of pain.

Finally got out of school? Going home, Xie Lan is almost cold?He stepped on the steps upstairs with one foot heavily and the other lightly. He was so dizzy that he could fall down at any time, and his hands and feet were weak.

I've grown up so much and I've never had a few colds, but this time it's too uncomfortable. In addition to my physical discomfort, I also have an indescribable feeling of discomfort in my heart.

A little empty?.

Xie Lan was embarrassed to say that he was the same size, and he would think of his mother when he caught a cold, so he just poured a cup of hot water, sat on the bed and brushed station B.

The live broadcast of Station B will end tonight, and the top 16 on the popularity list and tipping list will win the next month's promotional traffic. Now Dou Sheng is at #18 on the popularity list and #25 on the tipping list.

"What do you think this is for?" Dou Sheng gave him the previous medicine? Take? Two pills over, "I don't want to make this list."

Xie Lan frowned upon hearing this, "Why? No rush?"

Dou Sheng said indifferently: "The popularity list seems to be only two places away from 16, but our non-live UP hosts have the same audience every time they start broadcasting. It's no big deal? It's hard to get up there. Play What’s more, the reward list is even more important. Fans open a captain 198 and an admiral 1998. Why bother, I’ve been pressing them not to let them rush.”

Xie Lan yelled, raised his head and took the medicine.

Dou Sheng also said, "We are playing games tonight, if you have a headache, go to sleep first, wake up and see if you want to be in the scene, don't force it."

"Ah."

This cold medicine is very effective.

Xie Lan lay on the bed looking at the drowsy night outside the window, and gently rubbed the sycamore leaves under the pillow through sleepiness.

Dispelling the nightmare is pure nonsense by Dou Sheng. The reason why he left this leaf may be because of the familiarity.

The sycamore is a plant with a lonely temperament, but my mother said that it will also bloom. From April to June, soft and graceful petals will grow between the leaves, and then it will no longer be so lonely.

Xie Lan put the leaf under the pillow, turned over and fell asleep? Go over.

This feeling of groggy, someone was chasing them in the dream, they couldn't see that person's face, at first they thought it was Xie Jingming, but later found out that it wasn't, they were just being chased all the way and running all the way. Tired in the dream? He sighed.

"Fuck!" The man suddenly cursed.

Running in a dream? Xie Lan suddenly appeared in a dream?

——He? He is clearly running on the streets of London. Why? People chasing him? People can swear in Chinese.

When I sat up, my chest, back, and back were covered with sweat, and the bed was so hot that I couldn't cover it, and my head returned to the half-clear, half-chaotic state at the beginning of the drug effect.

It was completely dark outside? There was a glass of warm water on the bedside table.

Xie Lan was about to fall down and go back to sleep, when he suddenly heard another "fuck" sound from the next door.

Then there was a very ethereal "Ah—" with a lot of force, but it was an effort to suppress the force, and it might not want to make a loud sound.

But the four little cats didn't cooperate, and started barking loudly.

Xie Lan glanced at the phone, 22:28, it is estimated that Dou Sheng is live broadcasting.

So they took a sip of water, went downstairs, walked out of their room, and glanced at the next door.

The door is ajar, and it opens with a push.The room was pitch black, and the four cats were lying on Dou Sheng's bed, their eyes blinking and blinking in the darkness.

The only light source in the room is the computer. Dou Sheng is sitting in front of the computer. There are two huge curved screens on the table. The dark and gloomy game interface is on the left and the live broadcast room is on the right. Just as Xie Lan pushed the door to enter, the left screen suddenly flickered Jump, through the earphones, Xie Lan heard it? The crisp sound of a broken cervical vertebra——

A white figure suddenly teleported from a distance to close to the camera, and grinned at Dou Sheng in front of the screen.

"what!!!"

Dou Sheng smashed the mouse, uncontrollably? After a ghostly scream, he bit his lip and held back? Going back, clenched his fists and pounded the air wildly.

The mouse dropped on the ground, and clicked again inexplicably, the ghost moved forward by another centimeter, and two streams of blood flowed from the corners of its eyes.

Dou Sheng took off the headphones in an instant, got up and said, "I can't take it anymore, today's live broadcast is coming..."

When they turned around, they faced Xie Lan who was holding a cup at the table.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The bullet screen instantly skyrocketed.

- shocked dad?

- Fuck, the barrage warned me just now, it seems that I saw your door? open?.

- A live interpretation of "Cowardly? Like a Bean"

- i want to know what did you see? what?  

- This girl? Isn't she still on the screen?What did the beans see? Who?

-do not scare me! !

Xie Lan stretched out his hand and lightly poked the switch on the wall with his index finger.

pat.

Light.

"What are you doing?" Xie Lan calmly raised his cup and took a sip of warm water, "Yelling and making people sleep?"

His pupils trembled. Dou Sheng froze for a long time before he stabilized.

He was wearing a furry pajamas, with headphones hanging around his neck, looking at Xie Lan in a daze.

After a long time, he said in despair: "How many times have I said this? Why are you walking silently?"

"I didn't find the slippers." Xie Lan rubbed his bare feet on the floor, "Did the cat take it away?"

"The cat is not a dog, so you must have kicked it under the bed?" Dou Sheng rubbed his arms frantically, "Scared me to death, I was cold from Tianling cover to my heel."

What can't Xie Lan understand? Tianling Gai, there is chaos in his head, like cooking a pot of rich, creamy oatmeal.They walked to the computer with a glass of water, and calmly glanced at the female ghost on the screen.

Their faces entered the live broadcast just like that.Soft? Black hair rolling a little messy on the bed, milky complexion, hot sleep? The tips of the ears are a little flushed.

Those dark eyes focused for a while before they looked at the camera, and then they glanced at themselves on the screen.

"Eh?" Xie Lan was stunned? Stunned, "This counts as being in the mirror, right?"

The barrage paused? After a few seconds, the screen suddenly appeared like a wall.

-who? ? ?I!Hold!

- so... so handsome!

-This is not the main body of the bean, is it?

-Oh, Huo Douzi was so frightened that his body and spirit were separated?? !

- handsome guy look at me! ! !

-look here! ! ! ! !

The colorful barrage instantly blocked the live broadcast, and Xie Lan couldn't even see his own face. He wanted to fiddle with the camera with his sleepy hair, but just now they all saw a place curled up. ?, but there is nothing I can do now, so I have to give up.

Dou Sheng turned off the light again, and muttered, "I think it's natural for you to be on camera? Ah."

"It's just that I'm not used to it, it's not unnatural." Xie Lan said lightly, "I'm just here to say hello."

The bullet screens fought crazily, to the point where no one could be seen clearly.

Xie Lan cleared his voice and said with a hoarse voice, "Hello everyone, I am the man who lives in Douzi's house. See it now? Male? I am a male? Have you verified your identity?"

As he spoke, he pulled off the collar of his pajamas, "I came back from England? This pajamas was bought for me by my aunt, and I will stay at his house. Cough cough, I have a cold, I just woke up, I can't do it? Fake."

His speech is a bit incoherent. On the one hand, he is really not used to live broadcasting, and on the other hand, he is still not proficient in Chinese.

It's a bit like an oral exam. If you don't slip up when you speak normally, you will still be nervous when you meet strangers in the world. Your brain and mouth have their own ideas.

The barrage is full of question marks and exclamation marks, mixed with a few abbreviations that Xie Lan can't understand, what? "AWSL", "CPDD", I don't know what they want to express?

The number of viewers of the live broadcast is jumping? Crazy, when Xie Lan first came, it seemed to be 25.2W at a glance, now it will be 40W?

The screen keeps popping up the cartoon girl? Reminder, what is a string of IDs unlocking? Captain, admiral...

Xie Lan suddenly remembered, and immediately said: "Don't spend money!"

Dou Sheng made a point of saying this tonight, he didn’t want fans to charge up these useless things, and being a UP main advertising revenue is enough.

But Xie Lan couldn't call at all? Stop, crackling? The captain reminded Blind Eye.

Until Dou Sheng came over, "Stop it? Ah, show off that you guys are rich, right? It's almost enough?"

- fuck off i pay for my cousin

-Cousin look at me, pink barrage!

-5555 Cousin is so handsome! !

- Ah Wei is dead?!

- Ah Wei is dead? Ah!

- Ah Wei is dead without a whole body!

- Ah Wei crematorium!

Xie Lan was startled, "Who is Ah Wei?"

-233333

- Ah Wei is a guy who bullied you and called you cousin

- Did you say that? The studio died instantly? 40

- cousin what's your name

- Tell me your name and stop calling you cousin?

Xie Lan immediately said, "Xie Lan."

-Lan cub!

- Lan Zai is so good~

-Unilaterally declared that you are mother's? Cub?!

-you are cute!very cute! !

cub?

Xie Lan frowned and looked at the barrage, a little hard to digest the name.

Dou Sheng sighed and laughed, and pulled a chair to sit next to Xie Lan.

"Anyway, this is the person who lives in my house. Ah, I watched your video. Don't mess around."

- i want to mess up more now

- I'm the video author?, sorry? I made it before? It's too rough. I'll remake it

-Seconded! !

-Although our Douzi is not a good person, but a good dog, I agree with this?marriage?!

-Male fans just watch your female fans dance quietly

- How about self-respect, British boy? Can my brother accept this kind of ridicule?

-It's British? You should accept it.

-xs

Xie Lan couldn't understand most of them, but those who could understand passed by too quickly. After sitting in front of the screen for a long time, except for the capitalized words, he was speechless, but his eyes were a little tired.

The cartoon girl jumped on the screen, "User—you two are couple pajamas—open Admiral!"

Dou Sheng was annoyed, "Spending money here and making trouble here? Isn't that right?"

The bullet screens were all "Yes? Show respect to the rich lady" and swiped past.

Dou Cheng tugged at his furry collar, "Blind monk, you guys, look, I'm made of fur? He? It's made of cotton, but the stripes look a little bit more like it." Xie Lan couldn't help curling her lips. , whispered: "But it's also the first time I see you wearing this one. How do you usually do it at home? Don't you wear fur?"

Dou Sheng's expression froze.

The barrage suddenly burst into joyful laughter. 2333 and lol are symbols that Xie Lan can understand.

With this smile, the barrage quickly changed to AWSL.

Dou Sheng said speechlessly: "When I play horror games, I always wrap it up thicker, and my back feels cold, do you understand?"

"I don't quite understand." Xie Lan said lightly: "What's wrong with ghosts? Scary?"

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts?" Dou Sheng was startled, and gestured twice in the air, "Floating? The kind with long hair, white skirt, and two streams of blood from one cry."

Xie Lan paused, "It's scary not to know. No wonder the barrage said you were timid? Rudou."

Dou Sheng was stunned? For a while.

The bullet screen ridiculed the anchor's weak chicken, and it was ridiculed in one minute? Thousands of pieces.

Until the live broadcast assistant suddenly reminded that the number of online users exceeded 50W.

"A new high?" Dou Sheng's eyes widened with a smile, "The UP master can't get the live broadcast data. It's the first time I unlock this achievement. Let me take a screenshot."

- don't you care?

-Who said that in the future? Do Buddhist UP?

-Douzi, you reached 16 on the popularity list? You just pushed that one down

- then i have to go next door to find out

- thanks cousin! !

- Let me tell you something, my cousin is so pretty

- i'm simply in love

- shut up him ? bean ' s

Xie Lan no longer has the energy to correct the title of cousin? Anyway, the gender has been self-proven. What about love? Call it whatever you want? Call it.

A cold makes a person easy-going.

They? Silently put the stool back? Withdrew? Withdrew and exited the camera.

A mournful roar rolled across the barrage in an instant, Xie Lan ignored it, put on his earphones and entered the live broadcast room of Gongzi Yeshen.

Young Master Ye Shen just turned off the game, glanced at the barrage, and asked with a smile: "What? Did you lose the list? Ah? What did you mean? Which list is it?"

He bowed his head, tapped his phone, and suddenly realized: "Yes? Oh, this episode of the popular anchor event, right? Did I fall out of the top 16? Oh, it's really... It's okay, it doesn't matter, I don't care? This... …Thanks to Yeshen’s? Little? Thinking about it. Tonight, the Admiral’s will be given a QQ number, but this is not to encourage you to spend money. In essence, I still hope that you will spend less... Thank you, Captain, for being unscrupulous every night, and thank you for jsoed’s? Admiral, thank you..." Xie Lan looked at the phone and gradually revealed the indifferent expression of "Are you sure you're not making me laugh".

He paused, and turned off Young Master Ye Shen's live broadcast room.

Can't look at him when dizzy? It's easy to get more dizzy.

The mobile phone on the table rang suddenly. Dou Sheng picked it up and looked at the screen, "The phone for delivering kittens, I'll go out and answer it."

He said in a pause, "Help me for a few minutes."

As soon as Dou Sheng left, a colorful sentence floated across the screen? The bullet screen, was it said by a certain admiral?.

- There is still an hour until the end of this event, and the popularity list next door is very close to death.

- all right ? bean is ahead for now

- but the next door is chasing? It's fierce, the number of viewers is increasing, I just came back from there

- The next door doesn't play games anymore? I'm going to show off my talents, I guess I'll die to the end

Xie Lan was dizzy and opened the Ye Shen live broadcast room again? The so-called "upper talent" is still the pink "electric guitar". Ye Shen will remix it just before opening it on the computer? Accompaniment, electric guitar? You can put together a performance with just a few plucks.

Regardless of how well Ye Shen played the electric guitar, that remix was of a good level, and it can be seen that it was done by professionals at a high price.Moreover, the atmosphere of this music is very good, and it is easy to create a very powerful look.

Xie Lan looked at him for a while, then raised his head to glance at Dou Sheng's gaudy curved screen.

- Does Lan Lan have any talent?

-Isn't Lanlan a small?violinist?Can you take one!

- Lan Lan!Lan Lan!Lan Lan!

- don't force people