Million UP school god plays me every day

Xie Lan fell into a deep sleep until Zhao Wenying's low voice sounded outside the door.

He? This time he slept very badly, his whole body seemed to be bound, it was difficult to move, and it was also difficult to open his eyes.He tried hard to open his eyes for a long time before finally opening a crack, allowing the scene in the room to come into view.

In sight, a pair of brown glass bead-like round eyes are close at hand, staring at him sharply and cautiously.

Xie Lan opened his eyes to the maximum in an instant.

The cat boss was lying on his chest, holding it in his small hands. He brought his face close to the tip of his nose, and sniffed.

Xie Lan: "!"

He? Pretty sure the cat whiskers are now draped across his cheeks.

"How long have you been lying on me and staring at me?" Xie Lan was so shocked that he asked the cat.

The cat boss remains reserved. If? It can talk, the answer is estimated to be "all night".

Xie Lan: "..."

This cat may have been transformed by Dou Sheng, who observed him in secret for a whole night.

He tried to raise his arm to pull the cat away, and touched it down from the bed.

Zhao Wenying's voice sounded outside the door again, very cold.

"No, what kind of cat do you want? I? The thing that annoys me the most about shedding hair. If you want to keep it, you have to move out."

Dou Sheng said in a low voice that coaxed Hu Xiujie, "Mom, just raise a very small one, the same as the three I gave away just now."

Zhao Wenying sneered, "You think I? Don't know how big the orange cat will be?"

Have a cat?

Xie Lan suddenly remembered that Dou Sheng seemed to have said that Pet Transport Company would pick up the four kittens early in the morning, and it sounded like the other kittens had all set off smoothly.

He? Looking back at the person in the room: "He? Wouldn't he want to keep you?"

The cat boss was silent.

Dou Sheng sighed softly outside, "Mom, Mr. Zhao, Ms. Zhao Wenying, raising this cat is useful."

"What's the use? I don't care if you tease stray cats with your friends every day, and you still want to keep a cat at home?" Zhao Wenying was determined, "Besides, after you live in school, you are not at home five days a week. , what about the cat?"

Dou Sheng said, "The cleaning lady who comes here every day can feed her."

Zhao Wenying sneered, "If you don't take pictures, it will be fresh for a while."

Xie Lan hesitated for a while, and carefully opened the door.

Dou Sheng's voice then became clear—"It's not my picture, it's Xie Lan who wants to raise a cat."

Xie Lan who appeared at the door: "?"

"Hey Lanlan." Zhao Wenying turned her head and saw Xie Lan, and immediately walked over quickly, "Sorry, I have been sick for so many days, and there is no sign of my aunt. I? That's why I sent the client away."

There was a large suitcase standing in the corridor outside the door. Zhao Wenying was wearing a long woolen trench coat and scarf, as if she had just rushed back early in the morning.

She stepped forward to give Xie Lan a hug unexpectedly, reached out to hold Xie Lan's face, and rubbed it between the two palms.

Xie Lan's eyes straightened: "Aunt Zhao, what are you doing?"

"It's not hot when you touch it." A slender and soft hand covered his forehead, "It's not hot, it should be healed soon."

Xie Lan: "... Aunt Zhao let me go?"

Xie Lan took a photo on the reflection of the clock cover next to him to confirm that his face was not deformed, "I? I'm almost ready, I'm fine."

"Auntie didn't take good care of you." Zhao Wenying sighed, "Oh right, Douzi said you want to raise a cat?"

Dou Sheng winked at Xie Lan from behind.

"Oh..." Xie Lan hesitated, "It's... because..."

"Because he needs an emotional sustenance." Dou Sheng immediately said, "China is his hometown as well as a foreign land. He is alone in a foreign land, under the fence of others, and he will die of illness. This cat not only sleeps with him to recuperate, but also helped him catch it last night. A bug has gone."

Xie Lan's expression collapsed upon hearing this.

He knew that the cat was transformed by Dou Sheng.

"That's it." Zhao Wenying paused, "But what about Lanlan going to college?"

Dou Sheng had already succeeded in making a comparison behind Zhao Wenying. When Zhao Wenying turned around, he became serious again, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Maybe you will already be in love by then. If you don't, I'll give it to the fans again. "

Zhao Wenying turned her head indifferently, "Me? It seems that you still want to raise it."

"Even if I opened the mouth, it's still for Xie Lan." Dou Sheng sighed, "Mom, please."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Lan passed an orange shadow in the corner of his eyes. The cat boss with his tail raised high, gracefully passed between the three two-legged beasts, walked to the stairs, sniffed the steps, paused, and silently Drilled back to Xie Lan's room.

Zhao Wenying temporarily compromised, urging the two younger ones to eat and make up lessons.

Zhao Wenying bought breakfast downstairs when she came back. Xie Lan took a bite of tofu nao that she had never eaten before, and it tasted amazing.

While peeling the eggs, Dou Sheng said, "I'm not going to do math today. I will ask Lao Ma for the papers and do it myself."

Xie Lan was taken aback for a moment, "Why?"

"I have a business draft to be posted on Weibo. It's chocolate. I have to call Party A to check the script in the morning, and I have to unpack the express delivery."

Xie Lan sighed and nodded.

It turns out that Party A is from the chocolate company.

A little late for class, Xie Lan hurriedly ate two bites of food, grabbed his schoolbag and went out. When he opened the inner security door of the house, he slammed on the brakes.

There is a single-board trolley in the elevator room, and the car is full of courier boxes. Xie Lan counts from the bottom up, until he looks up, and finally counts—32 unopened courier boxes.

There is also a pile of disassembled ones next to it, and various carton express bags are piled up together, and the dismantled things are mixed in it.

"..."

I don't know if it was because I woke up violently in the morning and had hallucinations.

Xie Lan suspected to have found a few magical clothes in the pile of things comparable to a garbage dump.

Including but not limited to: chain-studded shirts, fringed sweaters, ripped jeans with a big skull on the back.

Two pairs of shoes were also thrown in. One was high-top Martin boots. The rivets were denser than the sesame seeds on the biscuits we ate just now.The second is a pair of old "white" sneakers, but the old color is very special, not dirty gray, but a bit like bloodstains left at the crime scene.

Xie Lan couldn't make it in time, and rushed into the elevator without looking carefully.

On the way, he wanted to send a message to Dou Sheng to ask what was going on, but when he opened WeChat, he found countless unread messages accumulated in the group.

Early in the morning, the fourth class was full of energy. He was hit by Aite at least a dozen times.

Xie Lan's heart began to feel bad, and he thought that teachers from various subjects had formed a team to talk to him.

But he? Turned two pages before realizing something was wrong.

-Vincent: Mr. Xie Lan's violin is really 6...OMG

- Che Lizi: I am so stupid, the violinist is by my side?

- Ke Song (Liu Yixuan): I'm starting to think about it, is the violin suitable for house dance?

-Dong Jingjing: After watching the fan recording? I can’t say anything except 666

-Mao Lengxue: So this is the world of the fourth class boss?Me?... Forget me? Let's follow 666.

Another string of emojis swiped underneath, the magical owl shaking its neck in unison, with the words "666" swaying on its head

Xie Lan's eyes hurt from being dazzled by this emoji, and he quickly scanned through the interspersed praises, but he couldn't find the notice that the teacher invited him to drink tea. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw a remarkable expression.

- In a word, Xie Lan Dacao.

The bottom is all in formation, and the screen is full of "Xie Lan Dacao".

Xie Lan hesitated for a moment, and poked open Dou Sheng's small window: What is grass?

Dou Sheng is probably busy, wait? Xie Lan has already entered school before replying: Which grass are you talking about?

Xie Lan was confused for a while: Xie Lan's big grass grass.

Dou Sheng:? ? ?

After a while, Dou Sheng seemed to see Ban Qun and sent a voice message.

Xie Lan had already entered the classroom, so he didn't bother to take out the earphones, so he put the phone to his ear and walked to his seat while putting it down.

The supplementary class classroom is in the laboratory building, and most of the students have already arrived, and the teacher is preparing materials at the podium table.

Dou Sheng's voice rang in his ears, low, trying to be serious but seemed to be smiling.

"This grass has many meanings. I want to say that you are very powerful. It grows like a grass in spring."

Xie Lan replied with an oh, and then asked again: You are not kidding me? Are you?

RJJSD: If you don’t believe me, check the Xinhua Dictionary, grass is grass, it’s just a metaphor.

Xie Lan felt relieved, found a seat and sat down, and clicked on the class group again.

He considered it for a moment, and replied with a sentence: Thank you everyone, everyone is also careless.

The math competition training class is right next door. As soon as Xie Lan's message was sent out, Che Ziming rushed past the door while swiping his phone. He stumbled and slammed into the door of the Chinese class classroom, and fell straight away. pier.

He didn't cry out for pain, just sat there holding his mobile phone hahaha for a long time, laughed until tears came out, and beat the floor with his fists.

The teachers and classmates in the room were all shocked.

A boy wearing thick glasses in front of Xie Lan turned his head and asked in a low voice, "He? Is it your math and science A?"

Xie Lan looked at Che Ziming who walked away grinning like a human being, and he hesitated for a long time before humming.

"Mathematics A is really lively." Glasses said with emotion: "It's so good, you can study well and play."

Xie Lan: "...um."

In fact, he doesn't know what happened to Che Ziming.

But he? He had an ominous premonition, because the moment Che Ziming fell, there was a burst of neat and wild laughter from the next door.

The Chinese teacher sighed, "The students next door can really make a fuss, the students in the front row close the door."

The door closed, and the world finally quieted down.

The teacher passed a stack of printed papers to the front row, and said: "Just take a look at this activity. Today we will continue to talk about the organizational structure of arguments and arguments. We will spend a lot of time on this part, because it is not only about composition, It is also related to the reading of argumentative essays and even the reading of social science literature in front of us. We? This is a basic class for Chinese examinations, not a basic class for literary literacy.

The information was passed to Xie Lan, and it was a "List of Extracurricular Chinese Activities in the Spring Semester of English and Chinese in 20XX"

Seven or eight items are roughly listed below, radio recitation, reading corner, new concept composition training, campus debate competition, Qingmiao Poetry Club...

Xie Lan rubbed his hands to look back, turned his glasses in front of him again, and asked in a low voice, "Dude, are you from Class [-] with a score of [-] in Chinese?"

Xie Lan: "..."

He raised his head from the information with a blank face, "Is there something wrong?"

"No offense, I? I observed you in class. I? Just want to tell you, in fact, I? Chinese is pretty good. This is my head teacher on the stage, and I? I'm her class representative. If you don't follow Those who attend can ask me, our basic supplementary class also strives to eliminate failures in the mid-term exam."

Xie Lan said gratefully: "Then I can only quit this class to make a contribution."

"Ahaha." The eyes laughed a few times, "Boss, you are quite humorous. There is an old saying, you should be brave after you know your shame. Take a good look at this list. I am optimistic about you."

Xie Lan wasn't being humorous, he was speaking very seriously.

It is estimated that this group of people thought that he did not do well in the test with a score of [-]. Only he? I know how much effort he has put in.

Xie Lan sighed, glanced at the activity sheet, and was suddenly attracted by a generous and powerful text.

[Only simple WINorLOSE, no complex score judgment, but we? We are not interested in WIN, the important thing is to experience the joy of doing our best in the process!The Yinghua Debate Competition is open to all students, regardless of your grades or classes, we only need hard-working people here!Do your best!As long as you work hard, a debate competition will definitely bring you a leap in thinking and writing skills! 】

It was so well said, it touched Xie Lan's heart.

Dou Sheng was intoxicated in the ocean of express delivery and couldn't extricate himself, when his phone suddenly vibrated again.

His hands are full of ashes from the courier box and scraps of tape. He wanted to put the message away first, but after thinking about it for a while, he clicked on it.

Renaissance: Do you know how to be brave after knowing your shame?

Dou Sheng wiped his hands and replied: Feeling ashamed is close to being brave.What's wrong?

Renaissance: I? Made a decision.

RJJSD: I would like to hear the details.

Renaissance: I want to sign up for the English-Chinese debate competition.

RJJSD: ? ? ? ? ?

Today's Chinese class was quite easy. Xie Lan ate a simple rice ball at noon, found the biology classroom in the afternoon, took a seat for lunch break, and filled out the registration form for the debate competition.

This form is easy to fill out, except for the name and class, there is only one column: the goal of the debate.

Xie Lan thought for a while and then listed two.

1. I hope that the Chinese can improve by 74 points and reach 90 points.

2. If you can't do it, try your best.

Dou Sheng also replied in the same way in the morning: as long as you are happy.Xie Lan put the cap on the pen and let out a sigh of relief.

There were two girls playing with mobile phones at the table in front, Xie Lan unconsciously glanced at the mobile phone interface is station B.

After a while, one of the two girls looked back at him "inadvertently" and smiled at him.

Xie Lan was taken aback.

Before he was relieved, the second also turned his head, glanced at him, and took out a piece of individually wrapped chocolate from his pocket, "Violinist! Please eat candy."

violinist?

Xie Lan came to his senses and choked for a while.

It's hard for him to refuse, so he can only put the candy into the desk hall, say thank you in a low voice, and then lie on the table and pretend to sleep and shut himself up.

Yesterday was really a bit high, so I shouldn't have shown my face to play the piano.

He couldn't help poking open B station again, and clicked into the homepage of the world's most handsome Dou.

Number of fans: 112.4W, another [-] this night.

This kind of thing? The follower increase period is more than ten hours, and it is estimated that it has come to an end. Compared with before, it has almost increased 10W fans, which is not a small achievement.

Thinking of this, Xie Lan felt a little better, and casually clicked on a game review posted by Dou Sheng last month, wanting to make up a coin.

[Your coin balance is insufficient! 】

"..."

Last night, following "The Big Cat Abducts Two Cats: A Thousand-Layer Routine", I came across the personal interview videos made by several fans for Dou Sheng. Drained their already meager coin savings.

Xie Lan sighed, and was about to put away his phone when the small group of people who were eating, sleeping, and playing Doudou suddenly trembled.

-Latte: Where's @cherryman?Didn't you say come out to play games in the afternoon?

- Herring: He? He left in a hurry when the math class was about to finish, saying he had something to do at home?

- Latte: Huh? ?

-RJJSD: What's the situation? @cherries

Xie Lan also sent a question mark.

Che Ziming never came back, and they finally showed up when the biology class was almost over in the afternoon.

-Cheerilee: Well, my dad is in the hospital, and I just came back from the hospital.Me? Grandma's fine. Me? Go home now.

Xie Lan didn't quite understand that passage, so he poked open the small window with Dou Sheng and asked silently.

Dou Sheng quickly replied: His mother is working outside, and his father and his grandma are the only ones at home. His grandma has Alzheimer's disease

It turned out to be AD.

Xie Lan felt a little uncomfortable all of a sudden, before thinking about it, Dou Sheng spoke again in the group.

-RJJSD: What about your dad?

-Cheerilee: Broken bone, need minor surgery, probably stay in hospital for a week.They fell when they bought the goods, and the goods fell on their arms, alas.

-RJJSD: So you take care of your grandma? -Cheerilee: Well, I am at her house now, she is a little anxious and confused because she didn't see my dad all day today.

- Herring: Let's go.

-Latte: Yes, I can also help with the cooking.

- Cherry: Hey, no, I? Just order takeaway.

- Herring: Wait? Your grandma really has to eat takeaway after school, for a week.Wait? Us? Let's go.

The group quickly finalized, and Dou Sheng's small window lit up again.

-RJJSD: Me? It's near the school, wait? You go with me after class?

Xie Lan said hello, and asked again: Why are you near the school?

-RJJSD: record material.Che Ziming's house is not far from the school, and Yangchang Lane passes through it to the next neighborhood, and it is the alley to the south.

- Renaissance: Good.

-RJJSD: Oh yeah, me? I did my styling today, get ready.

-Renaissance:? ?

Xie Lan suddenly thought of the clothes that should never have appeared in the stairwell of Dou Sheng's house this morning, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Biological get out of class is over, and the bad premonition has come true.

As soon as he left the school gate, Xie Lan saw a familiar figure standing in the distance.

——This "familiarity" is familiarity with height and proportions, he does not know that person, absolutely does not know him.

The ripped jeans are ripped from the middle of the thigh to the knee, the white T is wrinkled, and there are patches of dirty dust on the chest and back. A GoPro is tied on the forearm, and the feet are covered with rivet cowhide boots.

Dou Sheng's fluffy black hair has a few traces of beige gold highlights. He is holding a fourth-generation iPhone with a "divine" mobile phone case, and looks back at Xie Lan.

"get out of class is over."

Xie Lan looked at him? The reflection on the tip of his ear made him suffocate for a while.

Passers-by looked sideways, he stayed five meters away from Dou Sheng, hesitated for a long time without opening his mouth, bowed his head and sent Dou Sheng a WeChat message.

- Renaissance: Are you sick?

-RJJSD: Call me Variety Bean.

-Renaissance: ...what the hell is this for?

-RJJSD: Make a video, the theme of the new round of submissions on station B is character design, and I have completed all the plans.

Xie Lan paused, and suddenly remembered the topic she had seen in Dou Sheng's Dabai book - "A Person Who Is the Complete Opposite to Me"

"..." There is no need for such a diametrically opposed method.

-Renaissance: Don't tell me? You're going to wear this all day.

-RJJSD: It's a week.

-Renaissance:? ? ?

Nima is outrageous.

Dou Sheng put the lock screen of "Forcing God" in his pocket, and walked towards Xie Lan, "Is it interesting to send WeChat from five meters away?"

Xie Lan almost told you not to come over!

But he endured it, firstly because shouting loudly will only provoke more passers-by to regard them as the same kind, and secondly because it is actually not as scary when you get close.

Dou Sheng has an excellent height and good looks, and his appearance dilutes the intellectual aura of this outfit, especially the earrings that seem to be glued on his ears, which look pretty good when he looks closely.

Dou Sheng walked up to him, raised his hand to hook Xie Lan's shoulder, and put his arms together.

Xie Lan was a little stiff, "What are you doing?"

Dou Sheng was like a big cat, with his whole arm paralyzed on his shoulder, "From today on, I? There will be some changes in the settings."

Xie Lan secretly glanced at the eyes of passers-by around him from the corner of his eye, "What's the specifics?"

"Specifically, it includes: a decadent delinquent boy. A poor student. A sleazy campus ruffian."

Xie Lan paused, "I'm in a hurry? I probably understand a little bit, what does a lost boy mean?"

As he asked, his eyes glanced down unconsciously.

"A boy who has lost his footing is a delinquent boy. He has generally committed illegal and criminal acts, but I want to make a statement. The one I want to play has no illegal or criminal acts. It is similar to a boy on the verge of losing his footing." Dou Sheng said, looking down at him? , a little funny said: "Don't look at my feet, the boy who lost his foot can't explain it literally!"

Xie Lan withdrew his gaze and said "Oh" with a little regret.

On the way to Che Ziming's house, Dou, a young man who lost his footing, Sheng got enough attention, and all the good people walked around him.Xie Lan followed behind him with an extremely indifferent expression, as if the emoji package system failed to load when the character was initialized.

It's fine for good people to make a detour, but what left Xie Lan speechless the most was that when passing through Yangchang Alley, there were passing students who came up to recognize their relatives.

There is a No. [-] Middle School near Yingzhong. It is said that it is very chaotic. At least two out of ten students have messed up.Last time, Che Ziming said that the gangsters he frequently encountered in Yangchang Alley were basically from the [-]th High School. If he used fighting to make Lianliankan, he would be able to wipe out the [-]th High School directly.

The red-haired boy in knickerbockers looked Dou Sheng up and down for a while, "Go to No. [-] Middle School to attack the school, do you know?"

Xie Lan was stunned.

attack what? ?

Dou Sheng was silent for a moment, "I seem to know."

"Then hurry up, wait? You." Hongmao took out his mobile phone and trotted in the other direction, "I? Go check out a few more people."

Dou Sheng hummed, "Okay, I? Wait? Wait? I'll come."

The red hair turned back and pointed at Xie Lan, "Don't take him? Ah, it doesn't work at first sight."

Xie Lan: "?"

Who is not useful?

Dou Sheng laughed out loud at the side, but when Xie Lan gave him a glare, he became even happier and coughed twice.

"What on earth are you thinking?" Xie Lan sighed, "Can you still make videos like this?"

"Of course you can. It's fun to shoot people with reversed designs." Dou Sheng took off the GoPro to make adjustments, "Let everyone follow me? Experience it, a good person like me with bad clothes, bad test scores, and bad temper, What kind of feedback do you get on a daily basis?"

Xie Lan remained expressionless, "Maybe he will be beaten severely by his friends."

Dou Sheng smiled, "That's also a kind of feedback."

As he spoke, he continued to walk forward, probably because he was afraid that Xie Lan would be embarrassed, so he deliberately walked a meter or two in front of Xie Lan along the way, keeping a little distance.

Xie Lan is looking at him from behind? In fact, Dou Sheng's good looks are there. It's hard to be the same as those messy guys in appearance. It's temperament that really makes him blend into the character of the "Fallen Boy".

Dou Sheng seems to be a bit talented as an actor. From the moment we met today, he has an inexplicable depression on his body.

He didn't look downcast, irritable or gloomy, and even smiled, but there was a sense of indifference, as if he didn't care about anything, and he just smiled perfunctorily as soon as he walked by.

Che Ziming's house is in another old alley to the south.The alley was deep and long, with many twists and turns. When one walked in, one would inevitably pass by countless people's houses. The road was very narrow. When someone was washing their hair at the door, Xie Lan could help him by stretching out his hand.

"This area is all old bungalows. In fact, it is the same as outside Wangjiang Lane." Dou Sheng explained in a low voice: "It looks poor, but it is estimated that it will be demolished in two years. After demolition, we will move into the building. How happy they all are."

Indeed, poor but not sleepy, the alleys are still lively.

Walking to the bungalow inside, I heard Che Ziming's voice from a distance.

"Hey grandma, you come in? Come on, don't wait at the door, me? Dad won't come back tonight..."

An old woman with gray hair in a dark blue floral print jacket stood at the door of the house, looking in the direction Xie Lan and Dou Sheng came from.

She kept muttering: "I want to come back, I want to come back, let Che Jun go to the university in front of my house to let him come back for dinner."

Che Ziming was helpless, "My dad already has me, and I'm almost going to college..."

"Who are you?" The old lady looked back at the door, her tone suddenly indifferent, "I? Know you?"

Che Ziming said in despair, "I am Che Jun's son."

As he spoke, he poked his head out, holding an enamel basin in which he was mixing dumpling stuffing.

Hearing footsteps, Che Ziming turned his head and saw the two of them.He looked directly past Dou Sheng, and raised his hand to say hello to Xie Lan, "Lan, you're here, where is Douzi?"

Dou Sheng paused.

Xie Lan couldn't help laughing, and silently pointed to the side.

Che Ziming froze, and slowly, slowly shifted his eyes to Dou Sheng's face, dull.

"Oh! I? Di Jun is back!" Grandma Che Ziming took out a handkerchief out of nowhere and slapped it on her leg, "I? "

As she spoke, she came over and hugged Dou Sheng's arm.

Xie Lan was dumbfounded, and Dou Sheng obviously froze for a while, and then he said ah.

"There is... There is an assignment, that... go to No. [-] Middle School to be the captain of the school attack team."

Xie Lan: "??"

Che Ziming: "??"

"The captain is great, the organization needs talents like you! You really look good on my mother!" The old lady slapped her thigh again, and suddenly turned around to see Che Ziming, and pulled him? By the arm? Pulled him?

Che Ziming instinctively resisted: "Me? No...don't..."

"Don't need a hammer!" The old lady pointed at Che Ziming and said to Dou Sheng, "He? Said he was your son, good guy, your son is already this old!"

The author has something to say: important notice to write ahead: This article will be clipped tomorrow, the update will be delayed until 11 pm, and it will resume at 9 am the day after tomorrow.

To explain a little bit, Xie Lan has already lost his horse in front of Dou Sheng (Xie Lan didn't know it himself). Seeing that some people in the comment area are confused, you can go back and take a closer look at the last part of the last chapter to catch bugs.

**In addition, I want to emphasize that Dou Sheng is attacking!Dou Sheng's name is pronounced "Dousheng"**