Million UP school god plays me every day

He only drank a small sip of liquor, not so much drunk as a momentary dizziness.

Xie Lan was already a little awake when he got to the school gate. Dou Sheng was negotiating with the security guard, so he let out a sigh of relief and turned on his phone.

There was a bright red notification on Messenger, and Xie Jingming sent another message.

- Dad heard? You? Did well in math.congratulate.

- Contest walks are indeed the way to go, but with risks.In case you can't go to your favorite university, why not come back to attend AMC, you? Applying to Oxford and Cambridge are very promising, think about it yourself.

-Lanlan, I am not a child anymore, I have to learn to get along with the unsatisfactory life, my father and Elizabeth will not have any plans for the next step in the short term, you? You can come back and try to get along with her like a friend.

Xie Lan seemed to be in a stable mood, but as soon as the word Elizabeth appeared, he returned the software on the spot.

The more Xie Jingming does this? Slowly planning, the more it means that he has a long-term plan for a long-term relationship with the woman.Xie Lan frowned and slapped the collar of his T-shirt, feeling a little stuck.

After passing the security checkpoint, Dou Sheng asked, "What's the matter, is your face so stinky?"

Xie Lan was silent for a while before whispering: "Is it okay? I just read a few messages from my dad."

When Xie Jingming was mentioned, Dou Sheng didn't ask any more questions. He put his hands in his pockets, as if he was thinking about something, or he seemed to be simply letting go.

Xie Lan brewed his emotions for a long time before finally clicking on the software again and replying to Xie Jingming.

- What do you think? It has nothing to do with me. I won't go back.

He immediately exited after clicking send, and simply uninstalled the software temporarily, only then did he let out a sigh of relief.

Dou Sheng suddenly thought about it and said softly, "I want to make a hard-core documentary of a domestic high school. It is a relatively long-term project. I can release a preview of the leading film first, and then slowly find materials, and then release the film at the end of the semester. "

The topic came up a bit abruptly, Xie Lan was a bit slow to react, "Huh?"

Dou Sheng glanced at him, "Part of the main line wants you to co-star, see you? Would you like to, this kind of video should have a program effect, and sometimes it will be more playful. I think, Maybe it's because life doesn't have enough mental grip on you now, and when you're really dominated by high school life, you won't care so much about it."

Xie Lan doesn't quite understand what kind of mental grip and being dominated by life.He frowned and digested for a while, "From my perspective, is it similar to a documentary on the survival of returnees?"

Dou Sheng laughed, "Almost, a memoir of returnee children's domestic high school survival, yes, it's called this one."

Xie Lan fell into silence, the alcohol seemed to be a little bit high again, and he was groggy.

"There's nothing wrong with it." He raised his hand and rubbed his throbbing temples, "But it's hard for me to produce the effect of the show."

"That's not necessarily the case. You? Agreed, and leave the rest to me." Dou Sheng smiled mysteriously, "Say it first? Okay, don't get really angry."

Xie Lan glanced at him, feeling a bad premonition in his heart?

The four walked past the rostrum and the front playground in a staggered back and forth, turning from the east side of the teaching building, and the dormitory building was not far in front.

Xie Lan asked again, "How do you define hardcore high school life?"

Dou Sheng didn't reply, Xie Lan continued to walk forward, "You? You mean? Academic pressure, or?..."

Before he finished speaking, his arm was suddenly grabbed by Dou Sheng, and Dou Sheng said coolly: "For example, you? The person in front of you is enough to define hardcore."

Hearing this, Xie Lan raised her head in a daze, her whole body froze.

Not far away, Dai You and Wang Gou froze by the legendary window where they could climb into the dormitory. Hu Xiujie was beside them, his face illuminated by the moonlight, and his expression was unforgettable forever.

She squeezed each word out through her teeth with air-conditioning, "This is the first time this semester that I am out of the night, and it turned out to be the four of you."

The dormitory aunt quickly flipped through the record sheet, "Director, wait a moment, let me see which class they are in!"

"It's in my class." Hu Xiujie said?

The steward's hands froze in the wind.

Hu Xiujie took a deep breath and sank to his dantian——

"Put me on the wall and stand up!!!"

Xie Lan was dumbfounded by this loud voice. For a moment, I don't know what went wrong, so he could only imitate Dou Sheng subconsciously, and leaned against the rough wall of the dormitory together. Small cookies on a baking sheet.

Dai You obviously rarely encountered such battles, let alone Wang Gou, who was already trembling and ready to cry.Only Dou Sheng remained calm and even yawned softly.

"School Committee." Hu Xiujie said with a dark face, "You? Say it first? Let's go. What are you doing?"

Dai You apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Teacher, we went to eat supper and came back late."

"Supper?" Hu Xiujie sniffed subconsciously, "The barbecue stall outside? Have you had any drinks?"

Xie Lan was greatly shocked - Hu Xiujie guessed the students too accurately.

Dou Sheng quietly answered for him from the side: "Teacher, you? Hearing it."

"Am I a dog?!" Hu Xiujie was furious on the spot, his voice raised eight degrees, "You don't need to ask me to know? It was you who pushed it! Besides the three of them, who else went to eat together? Are there any girls?"

Dou Sheng sighed, "There is still Yu Fei, Che Ziming, this? I don't need to say it? You have to know it too. The others will be gone."

Xie Lan was on the side, humbly learning Dou Sheng's speaking skills.

Dou Sheng is really skilled in dealing with Hu Xiujie. He avoids everything that should be avoided very cleverly. Some things are very frank, and some lie calmly. For example, in Liu Yixuan's matter? Is the nature of life different?

Hu Xiujie stared at Dou Sheng for a long time, then gouged his face fiercely, and turned to Xie Lan.

Xie Lan choked for breath, and immediately looked at his nose, nose, and heart.

"Did you drink?" Hu Xiujie asked coldly.

Xie Lan was silent for a while, then whispered, "Teacher, you? I heard."

Hu Xiujie: "..."

Dou Sheng groaned, couldn't stand up so happy, he came down from the wall with his waist supported, and was pushed back by Hu Xiujie's slap, a series of slaps, all slapped on his shoulders and arms.

"Ah, ah." Dou Sheng asked her to hit me while laughing, "Teacher, what are you doing hitting me, you? Hitting him, he is mad at you?"

Hu Xiujie reprimanded him: "It's all caused by you! Be a good Xie Lan, how good was he when you first came here? What kind of person did you make me look like?!"

Dou Sheng argued helplessly, "Aren't you pretty good now, oh well, well, teacher, I was wrong..."

Dou Sheng was beaten up for no reason, and when Hu Xiujie calmed down, he wiped away the tears from his laughter, "I drank a little bit, and the total didn't add up to a glass. The six of us shared it, so each of us took one sip. I have a little more." Order, two bites."

Hu Xiujie glared at him angrily.

"Teacher, don't eat me." Dou Sheng quickly raised his hands, "We just want to celebrate, Xie Lan ranked first in the math test in the city, but the pressure of study is a bit heavy, and I'm not in a good mood after the comprehensive test today, so we want to let He relaxes."

Hu Xiujie's face turned pale, and he looked at Xie Lan, "Are you under a lot of pressure?"

Xie Lan could only nod.

"Hey." Hu Xiujie reached over, stroked his hair and said, "The teacher knows that you are under a lot of pressure, but the old horse should have told you all, you? This math, the competition is good, and you want to go to the competition. Any school can do it. The purpose of the exam is not to make students anxious, but to train in a different way. Domestic students have a ten-year cold window. To put it bluntly, they are all preparing for the final battle. Understand?"

Xie Lan was dazed and didn't understand.But he tried his best not to escape, nodded and said, "Good teacher."

As soon as the words fell, Dou Sheng grasped the timing and lowered his head: "Anyway, we know? It's wrong, teacher, I'm sorry!"

Dai You next to him also immediately said, "Don't dare next time, I'm sorry teacher!"

Wang Gou lowered his head in confusion, "I'm sorry, teacher!"

Xie Lan secretly glanced at Hu Xiujie's expression.

Hu Xiujie's face was calmer than before, and he was a little helpless.

After a long time, she sighed and said, "Okay, don't let me catch it next time."

"Decree." Dou Sheng immediately turned his head when he heard the words, "Good night, teacher."

"Stop." Hu Xiujie said coldly from behind: "Are you going to leave? I can warn you, it's only one year for me. If I hear about it again during this semester, your night If you don’t have a home, you can read the review for our country, do you hear me?”

Dou Sheng nodded quickly while slipping away, "Yeah, okay."

After entering the dormitory, Xie Lan couldn't help but ask, "Is review under the national flag a cultural feature in China?"

"It's Hu Xiujie's characteristic. You'll be fine if you don't mess with her." Dou Sheng said, glanced at Xie Lan's weary look, and said with a smile: "I really want to review, I'll write a manuscript for you, don't worry."

Liu Yixuan was willing to come back, and Xie Lan immediately began to compose people, set songs, and rehearse. The planning of the outdoor symphony progressed very smoothly.

The day of the live broadcast was set on the last weekend before the start of the provincial training camp. The weather was sunny and the sky was blue.On the lawn of the English-Chinese main playground, violins, electric pianos, pipas, and bamboo flutes are placed behind the music stands.Surrounded by a circle of cameras, the battle was comparable to a media conference.

Dou Sheng and the field control brother who came to help explained a few words, and said to Xie Lan with a smile: "The light is really good today, and I can't tell that this lawn is artificial. At first glance, I thought it was a well-known national park. ?garden."

Xie Lan hummed, and looked carefully at the field of view of each camera position - each musical instrument area has a main view and a side view, and there are still three camera positions in the whole, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "You? Have you got all the cameras?"

"That's right, bankrupt."

Dou Sheng glanced around these long guns and short guns, and sighed with emotion, "I finally understand why I haven't saved any money after working on UP for two years."

Xie Lan asked, "Do you really need so much? Just a 10-minute live broadcast."

"Live broadcast doesn't matter, don't you want to publish fine-edited videos in the future? With this lineup, I'm sorry for everyone if the video doesn't get 300 million views."

Dou Sheng said while lifting the tablet to continue sketching. On the screen is the LOGO of a musical instrument training institution that will be hung on the live broadcast screen later, which fits well with the theme of this issue.

These two advertisements were brought back by Dou Sheng on his own initiative.Xie Lan and the others had just finished their rehearsal two days ago, and Dou Sheng suddenly said that he had found an advertiser, who could earn a sum of money and share with everyone, and also said that he would add a clarinet to the band.

It doesn't matter to Xie Lan's butt promotion. The only thing he feels helpless is that although the brand side appreciates his performance level, they value Dou Sheng's fan base more.Although the live broadcast and video will be pushed by Xie Lan afterwards, Dou Sheng will forward it, and the brand side asks Dou Sheng himself to join in the performance. If it is not enough to just enter the frame, he has to force him to add an electric piano.

But Dou Sheng himself had only learned the piano for two months. Xie Lan racked his brains and finally arranged twelve bars for him in the three pieces, hiding in the small orchestra to fish in troubled waters.

Violinists Xie Lan and Mao Lengxue.Piano Dou Sheng, Dai You.Liu Yixuan, the bamboo flute, and Dong Jingjing, the pipa, are all present.

Both Liu Yixuan and Dong Jingjing wore Hanfu. Liu Yixuan was light pink, and Dong Jingjing was light yellow. They looked good standing on the lawn.

Xie Lan glanced at the time, there are still 10 minutes.

"Who the hell is Clarinet?" He frowned and asked, "Did you give me the score?"

Dou Sheng is still concentrating on beautifying the subtitles that will be hung in the live broadcast room later, "Don't worry, he will come, I told him to pay for it."

Xie Lan was shocked, "You? You paid for it?"

"What do you want to say? It seems to be okay. After all, he will never come if he has no money." Dou Sheng said, turning the tablet in Xie Lan's direction, "Look, this cartoon handwriting Are you satisfied with the font?"

"Sycamore Trees in Early Summer | Small Grass Symphony | Class [-] and [-] of Yinghua High School"

Program list: "My Neighbor Totoro", "The Carousel of Life", "The Song of Lanling King Entering the Battle", 10 minutes per round, 2 rounds of performances

The theme this time is warmth, healing, and adaptation of the national style.The first two are about violin, and the third is about pipa. The three capitals are a fusion of eastern and western musical instruments. "Lanling King Entering the Battle" will also be accompanied by drum music made in advance with a computer.

Xie Lan was stunned for a while at the "Senior Class Four" in the title.

"The clarinet belongs to the fourth class?"

A name suddenly popped up in his mind, but he didn't dare to guess.

Just as Dou Sheng was about to speak, the mobile phone that was placed aside rang.Caller ID: Chen Ge.

Dou Sheng directly pressed the speakerphone, and said coldly: "Are you still coming? There are so many people waiting for you? My project is owned by Party A, so I messed up and lost money."

There was a whirring wind on the phone, and Chen Ge's voice sounded after a while, "Where is it, I can't find it."

"Big playground, how can there be a lawn? I have been in the [-]th class for a month and my brain is stupid."

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and then the beeping sound of disconnection sounded.

Dou Sheng put down the phone casually, and smiled at Xie Lan, "Chen Ge is very reliable, and he will come if he promises, but he will put on a bad face. There is no way, injured children are like this? I can only endure it." gone."

Xie Lan didn't return, but stared at Dou Sheng blankly.

Only now did he seem to understand why Dou Sheng had to pull this advertisement.

Dou Sheng continued to discuss with him in a low voice, "Educational institutions don't give much money, and this time you're the one who created me to repost. They don't have much confidence in the data. We donate [-] yuan for the advertising fee to public welfare. How much else? Personally? Okay, two thousand per person, and the remaining twenty or thirty thousand will not be divided between the two of us, and we will give it to the clarinet, okay?"

Xie Lan looked at him for a while, then said softly, "You're looking for an advertisement, I listen to you."

"The second cat is so generous." Dou Sheng smiled and said, "It's really a cat with a chivalrous spirit."

Xie Lan couldn't help asking again, "But does Chen Ge know? Will he still get paid for this?"

"He may have misunderstood our profession. He doesn't know that one of us is a layman and the other is temporary. There is no embarrassment of too much traffic. He really thought that we could divide [-] to [-] yuan."

Dou Sheng said, clicked his tongue, and nodded again, "But yes, I usually post small advertisements on Weibo at most. It's the first time for a serious video implant, and the first time is always valuable."

Xie Lan looked at him, he still looked calm and breezy as usual, yawning, as if everything was just a whim, not a painstakingly arranged, secretly handed out helping hand to a friend.

"People are coming." Dou Sheng said?

After Chen Ge appeared with the clarinet on his back, the people who were chatting on the field suddenly fell silent, and Dong Jingjing was a little dazed holding the pipa.

The wind blew the score on the music stand and flipped it gently. Chen Ge took out the clarinet from the box and glanced at the people on the field.

He didn't make a sound, just nodded his head as a greeting.

Dou Sheng yawned, "It's finally here."

"When? When will it start?" Chen Ge asked.

"Five minutes, you? How about joining them? Just you? You haven't rehearsed together."

"No need." Chen Ge's expression was still a little cold, "I've practiced the sheet music you gave me at home, so I won't make any mistakes for you."

Liu Yixuan got up, pulled the spare stool and music stand to Dong Jingjing's side, and said lightly: "The clarinet should be next to the pipa, the picture should look better."

Chen Ge looked back at Dong Jingjing, and sat down on the chair without making a sound.

"Live room? There are already a lot of people here, and I'm going to push the stream."

Dou Sheng got up and stretched himself in the bright sunshine, "Are you ready?"

Everyone took their positions, Xie Lan's violin was in position C, and the coffee-colored violin glistened in the sun. He walked over to set up the violin, raised his right arm in an elegant arc, and put the bow on the strings to freeze.

Dou Sheng also walked to his electric piano and sat down, put his mobile phone on silent and put it out of the camera's reach, and gave the field controller a look.

The live broadcast was officially launched, and the number of viewers began to increase.

It's wonderful to have a small outdoor symphony on a sunny Sunday afternoon.

No one announces the live broadcast, only white translucent fonts curl up and emerge on the screen - the first song, "My Neighbor Totoro".

Xie Lan settled down, his eyes fell on the strings of the violin, and he opened his bow to lead the performance.

The wind blew the sheet music and flipped through it, but Xie Lan didn't look at the sheet music, his eyes only fell on the trembling strings under his fingertips.When? Pause to lead the pipa in, when? Continue to cooperate with the clarinet, when?

Chen Ge didn't look at the score either, his black eyes fell quietly on the clarinet, and occasionally lifted up, seemingly inadvertently falling on the face of Dong Jingjing who was playing the pipa next to him, and then glanced at Dou who was behind the two electric pianos not far away. Sheng and Dai You.

The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the brisk and melodious symphony sounds on the Yinghua grass.

Sitting by the electric piano, Dou Sheng listened to the cheerful notes, and glanced at the barrage in Xie Lan's live broadcast room from time to time.

- What the fuck? What a good thing?

- why did it start all of a suddenThere is no forecast!

-I rush in, rush in

- Tears, Totoro is my childhood

-It turns out that the violin version of Totoro is like this?

-Cry Lan Cub TT

-Everyone is great, girls love it

- Milk tea order is placed!

-The violin is also ordered!

Dou Sheng raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Xie Lan really looked down on him enough, even though he had only been studying for two months, there was no need to arrange for him to poke only two times for every song.

Looking at the large crossed-out sheet music in front of him, he wanted to laugh a little, but he held back, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth in the video.

The song "My Neighbor Totoro" ended, and Xie Lan's bow stopped for a while.

The writing of "My Neighbor Totoro" on the screen is like the tail of an airplane gradually disappearing in the sky, gradually dissipating, and then reuniting "The Carousel of Life".At the moment when the handwriting was clear, Dai You's piano sent out an elegant and deep vibrato, bringing out a low prelude, and then Xie Lan's violin cut in, officially opening the melody, the melody turned to cheerful and melodious, and there was a touch of sadness in the melodious.

Dou Sheng looked at Xie Lan, the wind blew Xie Lan's thin clothes to one side, and the fabric outlined the boy's slender waistline.He was dressed in a white T-shirt and light blue jeans, which seemed to melt away in the bright white and clear field of vision, but how vivid were the eyebrows? His black eyes were quiet, and he pushed and pulled the bow in his hand, and his whole body was wrapped in melodious music. Rhythm?

- Xie Lan is really the world's absolute son

- The second cat is good, I don't have any

- where are the beans

- I can't see the beans very well because of the violin

- is he really working

-dm has been watching em

-Real-name report Douzi Moyu

-excuse me, i thought you? were here to perform, so you? are the infield VIP

There is a section in this song that is pure piano and violin, and only one piano is allowed. Later, Dou Sheng will accompany Xie Lan.

Xie Lan frightened all the way to that section, and in the corner of his eye, Dou Sheng finally raised his eyes and looked at the music score intently.Afterwards, three bass chords were delivered steadily. Although they were not professional enough, those notes were inexplicably gentle, lingering in the gentle wind in the afternoon of late spring and early summer, whimpering together with the violin.

When it came to "Lanling King Entering the Battle", Xie Lan finally put down his hand holding the bow for the time being, and Dong Jingjing held the pipa lightly and twirled, blending with the swift and sonorous drumbeats, the grand sense of the plot came to his face.Then the clarinet and bamboo flute joined, and then the violin and piano. The music gradually deepened.

Xie Lan looked sideways slightly, and his eyes fell on the monitoring screen not far away.

He couldn't even see the fragmented bullet screens before, but now? All kinds of screams are gradually replaced by swiping screens, and verses like rolling walls drift past——

Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.

But to make the owner? People can be drunk, I don't know where is another land.

I don't know where, it's a foreign land.

Xie Lan listened quietly with drooping eyes, her black eyes were as quiet as before, only flashing inadvertently.

This is the first time he has returned to play the violin in the "Symphony Orchestra" in recent years. The violin in the orchestra seems to be no longer such a lonely instrument.

After two rounds of repertoire, the field control brother followed the prior agreement, and after the last note fell, all the performers froze for two seconds, and then suddenly cut off the live broadcast.

The screen was pitch black, and the barrage was blank for a few seconds, and then question marks frantically swiped across.

This? It was agreed upon by Xie Lan and Dou Sheng after repeated discussions - when the broadcast started suddenly and ended suddenly, when the first round of performance was flooded by passers-by? The second round of performance was the climax.After the climax, there was only a pause, and in an instant?, the sound disappeared. From the beginning to the end, there was no one to announce the curtain, and no one narrated.

As if this? Just a fairy tale that happened in an ordinary school on an afternoon in late spring and early summer.

It's a grand illusion.

That night, the screen recordings of fans of "Early Summer Wutong Grassland Symphony" rushed to the homepage of station B, and the airborne hit 1.

The author has something to say: Zi la la ~~

Ding, boom, boom——

Nourishing————

The one who was typing on the keyboard couldn't bear it anymore, pounding the table and roaring: Can you stop?

The sharp music playing in the egg nest stopped, the door curtain was lifted, and two little eggs poked their heads out.

The lazy man was shocked and said: You actually think our performance is ugly?

The one typing on the keyboard nodded expressionlessly.

Lazy Doudan took a deep breath at the same time, and said in surprise: Oh my God.