Million UP school god plays me every day

Xie Lan is famous in the UK.

The speed of gossip from person to person is extremely fast. When the national flag was reading the manuscript, there were only a few people from other grades on the playground. ?” Passed by the back door, and accidentally crowded the outside of Mathematics and Science A.

Perhaps because of the large number of people, the discussion gradually became more and more arrogant. It seemed that a group of eminent monks were standing outside the door chanting the "Xie Lan Mantra".

——His current nickname in the arena is "the handsome guy in class A who shocked Hu Xiujie for a whole year", the boys say he is "a strong dragon who dares to dominate the ground", while the girls say "begins with gossip and is loyal to his appearance", Some bastards who were dominated by Hu Xiujie every day also came to join in the fun, calling Xie Lan "spiritual leader".

Xie Lan was speechless, the pen scratched the sulfuric acid paper, and was so irritable that he wanted to punch someone.

The seat next to it was empty, and the wind blew the curtains and swept across the empty table.

Che Ziming turned his head and said in a strange tone, "You're in big trouble, my boy!"

Wang Gou immediately began to cooperate, "Yeah! Oh, my sweetheart, look at that? What kind of heartless person did you get into?"

Che Ziming: "If I? Were you, I? Mean if, I? Definitely... beat him up!"

Wang Gou: "Stop talking like this, oh Xie Lan, baby, if you want to cry, just cry. Jesus is with you, we? Let's curse that heartless thing! "

Xie Lan looked up at them expressionlessly, "Want to fight?"

Che Ziming almost fell off the chair, wiped away the tears from laughing, "You can speak classical Chinese, why don't we? Are you an interpreter?" ?mascot."

Xie Lan looked at his happy smiling face calmly, clenched his fists tightly, and closed the copybook angrily for a long time.

After the flag finished speaking, Hu Xiujie didn't listen to Dou Sheng's share at all, and directly called Dou Sheng into the office, instead asking him to come back first.

It's been almost twenty minutes.

Xie Lan glanced at the empty seat next to him again, and dropped the pen annoyedly, "How does Hu Xiujie usually deal with this kind of situation?"

Che Ziming waved his hands again and again, "Don't ask me? I haven't seen this kind of situation. Or you can ask the principal, my colleague, has he seen this kind of situation in the past 20 years?"

Yu Fei propped himself up from the table, took off the earphones, turned his head and said quietly: "As expected of you."

Xie Lan: "..."

He caught a glimpse of the profile picture of Dou Sheng B station on the screen of the mobile phone Yu Fei was holding, and was stunned for a while, then suddenly had a bad feeling.

Yu Fei handed over the phone in a friendly manner, "Want to take a look?"

—— 10 minutes ago, when Dou Sheng was theoretically being dominated by Hu Xiujie, his account unexpectedly posted a small dynamic video.

The video was recorded with a mobile phone, and the camera was facing the open space under the flagpole, with the national flag and a corner of Xie Lan on the ground.

The sneak shot was shaky, but it didn't affect the experience of reliving the nightmare at all.Xie Lan was trembling all over as he listened to himself finish reading the bullshit, and then hesitantly said, "As expected of me?"

It turned out that at that time, the field was so silent, and the wind was so whimpering.

He was so, trying to kill.

[@人世少帅帅刀: A leading forecast, at the end of this semester, there will be an annual documentary blockbuster, watching returnee children? Children's domestic hard-core high school survival record-"You Don't Know Nothing About Power".

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Shit, bitch! !

Yu Fei sighed faintly, "As expected of Dou, you can post such a long thing in Hu Xiujie's office."

Dai You came over from the front and put a bottle of coffee on Xie Lan's table as a gesture of comfort, "I? I can only say, brother, sorry. Doudou usually - no, he never does this, neither do I Do you know? What happened to him in the past two months? His behavior has gradually become strange. Before school started, he was still depressed because of the school, but suddenly he was about to take off."

Che Ziming sighed, "What can happen? What's wrong? Bully the kids from outside."

"Oh." Xie Lan sneered, "I'm afraid you have misunderstood the word bullying."

It's not certain who bullies whom.

Suddenly there was a booing sound outside, and someone yelled: "Dou Sheng is back!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a scratching sound of tables and chairs being pushed in the corner of the class. Xie Lan got up and went straight out, rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform, and passed through the crowd like a silent shell, following Dou Sheng who had just turned a corner in the corridor. meet head on.

Dou Sheng was strolling casually with his hands in his trouser pockets, but when he met Xie Lan, he couldn't help but smile a little.

Xie Lan reached out and grabbed his neckline, bent his knuckles against the hard bone under his neck, gritted his teeth and said, "Follow me?"

There was a groaning sound behind him, and the men and women who were watching the excitement were so excited that they beat the wall.

Xie Lan is two or three centimeters shorter than Dou Sheng, but this will make him feel that his eyes are compelling, and his aura is more than a bit taller.He grabbed Dou Sheng's collar and pulled his upper body closer, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you hear? Follow me? Come on."

Dou Sheng took his hand out of his trouser pocket, smiled and said in a low voice, "It's an agreement not to get angry."

Xie Lan's black eyes froze, "Who made an appointment with you?"

Dou Chengyun smiled lightly, and clicked his tongue, "Video is needed, as I have already said, it is a bit of a contract spirit. Where are you going?"

The only place around here that can avoid these people is the men's toilet for faculty and staff.

Before Xie Lan could speak, Dou Sheng realized it himself, raised his eyebrows and said, "Let go, I'll go by myself."

There were too many people in the corridor, Dong Jingjing had to grab Wen Zisen and chase them away, Xie Lan walked through the melon-eating crowd with a cold face, Dou Sheng followed behind him loosely, stretched out his hand, and was being ripped off a button He caressed the collar of his shirt, smoothed out the wrinkles with his slender fingers, and said, "It's very fierce."

The staff toilet is usually quiet. After entering, Dou Sheng habitually lifted his foot and kicked the door backwards. However, as soon as his foot touched the door, Xie Lan pushed him backhanded. Dou Sheng staggered and pressed against the door with his back. "Boom!!" The door was smashed into the frame with a loud sound, shaking the ground.

The violent banging on the door startled both of them, but the booing in the corridor became more and more excited.

After a long time, Dou Sheng murmured: "I don't know? I thought you beat me... Hu Xiujie is tough enough, and you are so fierce. My life is so sad."

Xie Lan raised her hand to grab the neckline he had just smoothed out, her black eyes were filled with irritability, "What are you farting for?"

"Learn again? These fragrant words." Dou Sheng sighed, "I have to talk to Che Ziming, and I will bring bad returnees? Children."

"Don't tease others!"

Xie Lan wanted to drag him forward angrily, but Dou Sheng was lazily leaning against the door, as if standing still.

On the contrary, it seemed that Xie Lan had to lean forward in order to maintain a strangled posture.

Within close proximity, the eyes of the two were very close to each other. Dou Sheng looked at him for a while, then moved his gaze down to the tip of his nose and lips, and then he sighed and looked away.

"Stop beating." He made a pleading tone, "I? Seriously, Hu Xiujie is so hard to deal with. I? Escape from the tiger's mouth, so you let me go?"

Xie Lan was cold and unmoved, "That one just now? What happened to the video? What happened?"

Dou Sheng sighed, "It's clearly written in the feed, it was agreed to release such a video, a hardcore high school survival record."

Xie Lan snorted, "Is it the school's hard core, or your hard core?"

"This? The lead is really exciting, it's just to whet your appetite. Later I? Will? Try to be more tactful, so as not to scare you so much, but this? You can think about the plan again. If you're afraid, forget it. I? It’s totally OK for everyone to cancel.”

As Dou Sheng spoke, he took out his mobile phone, Xie Lan stared at him pantingly, and reached out to grab his wrist.

"Who's afraid?"

There was a subtle silence in the enclosed space.

Xie Lan said coldly: "Make your video, no matter what the material is, post it at the end of the semester, understand? Let's see what your video looks like in the end. Is it a memoir of returnee children's survival, or is it a problem? Diary of a Teenager's Taming."

Dou Sheng raised his eyes and looked at him for a while, with a smile on his face, "I hear what you mean, are you going to declare war?"

"Heh." Xie Lan sneered, then asked after a pause, "What do you mean by declaring war?"

"Pfft." Dou Cheng's whole body tensed up and suddenly laughed away, and after laughing for a long time, he couldn't help but put his hand on Xie Lan's shoulder, "Oh, I'm so happy, this day."

Xie Lan looked at him and smiled, without saying a word.

The faculty and staff restroom is facing the sun, and it is a bright guard.Sunlight poured in from the shutters that were not closed tightly, from the tip of Dou Sheng's chin down to the skin exposed at the neckline, and was cast on a series of slender light barriers.Dou Sheng's eyes were black and shiny in the dark place, and his eyes were full of smiles, a bit cool in early summer.

He was standing lazily against the door, and Xie Lan leaned forward to block him. For a while, Xie Lan suddenly felt that the relative position between the two was slightly weird.

For a long time, he wordlessly pulled Dou Sheng's hand off his shoulder, stood up straight and said, "The material is the material, cheat me? Did you cheat me? How should I say it?"

Dou Sheng immediately pointed to the sky with the middle index finger of his left hand and swore, "I know? I was wrong, and I will start labor reform from today."

Xie Lan was irritated, "What is labor reform?"

"It's labor reform. From now on, you don't have to line up for lunch at the cafeteria, just wait for me to come. I'm on duty at night, I'm working, you watch. Tell me what you want to eat during class, and I'll buy it. I'll make milk tea too. Love to drink Chang'an, right? Every afternoon between classes, rain or shine."

Dou Sheng paused, and said with a smile: "Master Ermao, let's see, what other services do you want to join the labor reform spree together?"

Xie Lan's expression softened after hearing the last sentence.

Milk tea is okay.It's too far to run out of the west gate, back and forth? It takes 15 minutes, and he usually doesn't bother to move when he wants to drink.He stared at Dou Sheng for a while, and finally added viciously: "I? Will? Fight back, just wait."

Dou Sheng smiled and nodded, "Okay, I? Wait for you."

After coming out of the toilet, there was a dead silence in the corridor, and the people just now dispersed.

Xie Lan felt something was wrong after taking two steps, and when he looked up, he found the reason.

Hu Xiujie himself was standing at the door of the fourth class, his face seemed to be covered with a piece of iron, just like the bionic man in a cyberpunk movie.

Xie Lan, who had just passed Liwei, suddenly felt a little numbness in his back. He tried to stay calm and walked in front of Hu Xiujie.

Hu Xiujie said coldly: "The [-]-word check, write it yourself, and hand it over to my office tomorrow morning."

Xie Lan was silent for a while, "Teacher, why don't you just give me a knife."

Hu Xiujie: "Three thousand."

"........."

Xie Lan looked like a dead person, nodded and turned to enter the classroom. Dou Sheng stood behind him, facing Hu Xiujie and paused.

Hu Xiujie: "You, the [-]-character vernacular review requires profound and detailed information. If there is a sentence that is not in the human language, it will be rewritten twice. If I like classical Chinese so much, I will add another [-]-character review of the vernacular. I can't translate the vernacular draft. Mr. Qin, the grammatical errors in each word cannot exceed five, more than rewriting."

Xie Lan was paralyzed when he heard that, it turned out that he could still be so troublesome.

He turned his head and looked at Dou Sheng in a daze, but Dou Sheng nodded casually and said relaxedly: "No problem. Is there anything else?"

Hu Xiujie sent him a ?, "Get lost."

"okay."

*****

Xie Lan basically didn't listen to the day's class.

In the last two math classes in the morning, and in the first two English classes in the afternoon, Xie Lan was immersed in writing and checking.When he reached the fourth page, he even suspected that his writing had been exercised, and his language proficiency had also improved.

Really, Hu Xiujie will take you to learn Chinese.

Finally, it was time to practice, and the progress of the review was halfway through, Xie Lan flicked his numb wrist with a look of lovelessness.

Dou Sheng pressed the table and turned to the front seat, and walked around him with difficulty, "I? I'm going to buy milk tea."

Xie Lan said without raising his head, "Go."

"Chang'an, full sugar, add a cheese cream?"

"Know? Still asking?"

Before Dou Sheng left, he smiled and pressed him on the head, "I have thorns all over my body."

Xie Lan raised his head with a look of irritability, but? Dou Sheng had already strode away, leaving him with only one invisible back.

irritating.

Always come to fuck his hair?!Simply shave your head, and tie your hair into a ball of hair and throw it to Dou Sheng as a keychain, letting him fumble in his pocket every day.

Scared of this? Cowardly guy.

Xie Lan snorted coldly, put down his pen, and glanced at the messy things he had written.

After a long time, he sighed, took out his mobile phone and prepared to take a break?

The video of the Grass Concert was reviewed in the morning, and the number of views of this session is already very high. The fans who posted the live recording last night deleted it by themselves to make way for the feature film.

Xie Lan glanced at the comment area first, nothing unexpected? It was all praise.The professional ones seriously write long reviews to analyze his arrangement and musical instrument organization, while the amateurs use large paragraphs of praise to refresh the screen, and there are occasional cue night gods in the building - it is said that the night god played so well yesterday I made a live broadcast and showed everyone on the computer the remix of the electric guitar he just played and other sound effects. As a result, except for the hardcore fans, everyone left.

Xie Lan felt nothing in his heart, quickly scrolled down, and then clicked to play the video.

The small symphony is brisk and melodious, and every frame of the picture is enough to be pulled out as a wallpaper, and all the bullet screens are crying with real emotion.

- heal my heart , thanks

- It's really good, this? Let's study hard together in summer

-Want to learn from Ermao? Arranger, the modification is great

-I want to lie on Xie Lan's strings and bask in the sun

-Fairy clip, I? I will treasure it forever

-Everyone is good-looking

- The big cat has been secretly looking at the second cat 5555

Xie Lan's gaze froze, and he turned the video back for two seconds, looking at the few frames before the bullet screen of "The big cat has been secretly watching the second cat".

I haven't had a good rest all night, and the memory of last night is already a little blurred. Some scenes seem to have been seen, and some seem to have not been seen.

The melody of the theme song of "My Neighbor Totoro" is composed of the main three chords. Since Totoro's name Totoro is pronounced in a high/middle/low intonation rhythm, the chords in the melody are also arranged into a similar sense of natural reading. At the chord?, Xie Lan vibratoed the strings with his left hand in the same rhythm. Dou Sheng glanced sideways from behind the piano and looked at him with a smile. His eyes fell on his hands and then on his side face.

A few light-colored barrages floated across the bottom.

-douzi is very happy recently

- Visible to the naked eye, every? video is laughing

- he is so happy

- my beans lived 5555

-Thank you Ermao! ! !

- Kowtow to the second cat 5555

Xie Lan raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, took a screenshot of this frame, and suddenly felt inexplicably guilty again, and raised his eyes to glance around.

In the afternoon, the big break is the most noisy time in the class. There are people lecturing, gossiping, playing games secretly, and eating melon seeds.

Che Ziming was practicing double-mouth comic dialogue with Wang Gou on his seat, but Yu Fei was not around, so no one noticed Xie Lan's little trick at all.

Xie Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to write the review paper again, when a figure suddenly broke into him from the corner of his eye.

Slender and petite, the large school uniform jacket has been slumped to the thigh, wearing a white T and a light coffee-colored pleated skirt, a bit like the JK that Dou Sheng bought before, but not so exaggerated, the skirt length is above the knee , belongs to the kind of person who will not be interrogated by the teacher.

When Xie Lan looked up, it was Feng Miao.

Like him, Feng Miao only came to Class [-] this semester.He is very good at physics and cheerful. He is simply Hu Xiujie's favorite student.It just so happened that Hu Xiujie's previous class representative had passed the math exam and ran to the next door, so Feng Miao took over this position now.

Xie Lan saw it? Her first reaction was a chill in her heart.

"Teacher, what instructions do you have?" He asked coolly.

Feng Miao was stunned, and looked at him at a loss, "Huh?"

Xie Lan was also stunned.

Looking at this reaction, something is wrong.

Standing in front of Xie Lan's desk, Feng Miao unconsciously turned her toes. Her facial and body language were obviously tense, but she had both hands in the pockets of her school uniform jacket, and there was a slightly unnatural expression. Relax.

Xie Lan subconsciously looked at her pocket.

"It's nothing." Feng Miao immediately pulled the school uniform back, and said: "I collected the weekend homework before self-study last night. Dou Sheng gave me the physics papers at that time, but it seems that I was arrested again. I left it on his desk, there is none in the office, I will take it away and send it to Lao Hu."

Xie Lan breathed a sigh of relief, oh.

Scared to death, I thought Hu Xiujie added two thousand words to him, buy three get two free.

Xie Lan glanced at the messy notebooks and draft papers on Dou Shengman's desk. Almost half of them were scribbles from his daily writing and planning. There were a few homework papers and class notes scattered in the middle, but there were also messy stick figures on the paper. It was simply unsightly.

"Look for it." Xie Lan said, "He should have written that paper. I? See? Pass it."

Feng Miao nodded immediately, "Okay, you are busy with your work."

Xie Lan continued to think hard about the review. He had already written all the words that he would write, and tried to arrange and combine them as if he was admitting his mistakes, but he only wrote half of the [-] words. I don’t know what else to say.

Out of the corner of her eye, Feng Miao stood between Yu Fei and Che Ziming's stool, reaching out to flip through Dou Sheng's desk. After flipping through it for a while, she pulled out a paper and said, "I found it, then I'll take it away. No need." Told him, he didn't even notice anyway."

Xie Lan hummed without looking up.

After the people left for a while, Xie Lan finally thought of a new angle, and he could write a thousand words on it.

He started writing on a new line - "This? Mistake made me? Can't help but think of my classmates? My behavior has brought bad feelings, sensations and perceptions to my classmates. If I? Are them , how do I see myself? For example—”

Xie Lan flicked forward a few pages, tore off the front and put it aside, compared to what was written before, and began to translate from a different perspective.

However, he had just written two characters, and suddenly put down the pen again.

What about Dou Sheng? There is an extra post-it note on the big white notebook where he writes video plans.

Pink, the kind of powder that makes the scalp tingle.

Xie Lan was stunned for a while, then subconsciously looked up, only to find that Feng Miao was no longer in the class.

The people around are still fighting, no one saw it? Here, he is the only one? Does anyone know? Feng Miao has been here and left something in Dou Sheng's notebook.

Xie Lan paused, then retracted? His eyes continued to write the review.

However, within a few seconds, he dropped the pen again, looked around, and sneaked a glance at the post-it note.

There is no signature on the paper, only two lines of handsome small letters——

"You didn't mean it? The wind is blowing through the hall, but it's lonely and arrogant to attract mountain torrents."

Xie Lan frowned tightly.

He stared at the two lines of small characters for a long time, then opened the photo on his phone to get the words, and looked up "倨".

【倨ju】arrogant.

What's the meaning?

Dou Sheng is too arrogant, like a flood on a mountain?Isn't the draft just the kind? The wind between two open doors, the kind that is chilly and easy to blow people's brains.

——I? Know? You didn't mean to? Make people uncomfortable, but? You are too arrogant, like a flood on a mountain?Overwhelmed?

Xie Lan was a little dazed. At first he thought it was a confession note sent by a girl, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was to scold Dou Sheng.

But... I can't tell, Feng Miao looks like a gentle and optimistic girl, and she doesn't seem to have any grudge against Dou Sheng.

If there really is anything, it is estimated that Dou Sheng doesn't write every day? He is still doing his homework? Lang Dang, driving the class representative crazy.

Xie Lan hesitated for a while, bowed his head and wrote a few words of self-criticism, then suddenly hissed.

The girl? The child scolded people too tactfully. According to Dou Sheng's temperament, he might think he was praising him.

How can this work, how can it make someone so happy.

Xie Lan dug out a stack of post-it notes from his bag, tore off a pink one that he had always disliked and never used, looked up a few words first, and then tried his best to write small characters in block letters according to the strokes practiced on the copybook:

——Your draught, which caused trouble in Class [-], broke my heart like a mudslide.

After Xie Lan finished writing, she carefully tore off Feng Miao's post-it note, put it away in the desk hall, and then pasted a new one on it.

It's upright, and the handwriting is okay, that's great.

He paused, took out his phone again, and quickly took a photo of the note.

Strange material has been added.

The author has something to say: two little eggs are beating again.

Doudan pressed the paper on the table with a sly face, and the right to name Danshe's diary belongs to me.

The lazy man said angrily: Why, it's mine!

Doudan ignored its protest and said, "Let's call it "The Metamorphosis of Liuyangdan".

You nonsense!Lazy clenched his fists: It's called "The Daily Life of the Unbeaten"!

With a long sigh of typing on the keyboard, he took the newspaper away.

Listen to me.She said coldly: "The one typing on the keyboard raised this bowl of dog food"