Million UP school god plays me every day

The recess was almost over, and Dou Sheng just came back from outside.He put a hand-painted paper cup with a hint of cool air on Xie Lan's table, "Your afternoon tea is here, please check it."

Xie Lan said thank you, glanced at the post-it note on the big white notebook, got up calmly and let him in.

Che Ziming stared at the two cups of milk tea in a daze for a while, then subconsciously looked at his desktop? Then he looked back at Wang Gou, and then leaned his neck to look at Dai You.

"We? No?"

Dou Sheng glanced at him, "The product at the door is slow, and there is no time to make six cups."

Che Ziming sighed in disappointment, "That's right."

Xie Lan just picked up the paper cup and took a sip of the milk tea. The cool feeling slipped down his throat and into his stomach, all of a sudden soothing the depression of writing a review.

He sighed comfortably.

"Damn, I'm so greedy." Che Ziming pushed Yu Fei, "Let's order a takeaway milk tea, it's here for PE class, what do you want to drink?"

Yu Fei struggled up from the table, "Then let me have some."

"Alright, then I want taro balls, order a latte for Dai You, where is Gouzi?"

Wang Gou was a little embarrassed when he heard this, "Forget it, I can quench my thirst by drinking water, isn't milk tea quite greasy?"

"Don't." Yu Fei yawned and said, "I'm treating you, please show me some face."

Wang Gou was stunned, "A treat?"

Yu Fei looked up for a while and said, "Congratulations to Che Ziming for not coming to disturb me during class break. It's hard to buy a break...I'll order this signature sweet-scented osmanthus brew for you, and add some black glutinous rice."

"Then... okay." Wang Gou's face blushed again, and he paused before saying, "I haven't had milk tea yet, thank you."

"You're welcome, I should thank you." Yu Fei leaned against the wall to place an order, "I've made milk tea this semester, please continue to share the debt of Che Ziming for me."

Che Ziming immediately threw his ass on him, and roared, "You son, don't be polite to this stinky fish! Kill him!"

Surrounded by shouts of fighting and killing, Xie Lan drank milk tea and watched the tigers fight.

Superficially watching tigers, actually secretly watching beans.

After Dou Sheng came back, he began to let go. Every afternoon during the big class break, when the weather was fine and the breeze was gentle, Dou Sheng would stop what he was doing and look out the window for a while.

Only today, he has an extra cup of milk tea like Xie Lan in his hand.

Xie Lan glanced at the notebook under his arm again, and asked casually, "What are you doing in the next video?"

Dou Sheng came back to his senses, "I haven't figured it out yet, think about it slowly."

As he spoke, he flipped the planner, and then suddenly stopped.

Xie Lan put down the milk tea very naturally, and continued to write the review.The left hand? Comparing No.1 in the front to weigh the review, and the right hand? to write and change the perspective, so that the writing can be unimpeded, and the grammar can be practiced incidentally, killing two birds with one stone.

After a while, Xie Lan heard Dou Sheng clear his throat.

He put down his pen and glanced aside, seeing Dou Sheng holding up his cup and looking out the window again, looking a little dazed.

It is estimated that I was stunned by the criticism that fell from the sky.

Xie Lan put the pencil case between the two with an expressionless face, turned on the phone, and put the video on the pencil case, with the camera facing Dou Sheng and the screen facing himself.

From this angle, no one can be seen, only the table and hands can be seen.Dou Sheng was pinching the pink post-it note, his slender fingers gently stroking the paper, as if a little at a loss.

After a long time, the hand in the camera gently folded the pink post-it note, put it into the pencil case, and zipped the pencil case that had been open for a long time.

"cough."

Dou Sheng cleared his throat, "Someone came to us just now? Is this here?"

Xie Lan hesitated.

To put it bluntly, Feng Miao seems to be in a bad mood.Although it was indeed Feng Miao himself who complained about Dou Sheng, but after all, this sentence was changed by him to make it a little blunt.

He paused before saying, "There have been many people here, what's the matter?"

"nothing."

Dou Sheng put down the cup of milk tea, picked it up again, took a sip, and put it down again.

Then he opened the pencil case and rummaged through the pile of identical ballpoint pens.

In the camera, the pink post-it note was exposed in the pencil case. Dou Sheng's pretty fingers quickly unfolded the folded post-it note, paused for a moment, folded it back, and re-zipped the zipper.

"That." Dou Sheng said, "How is your copybook practice recently?"

Asking plainly, Xie Lan's heart skipped a beat.

Get out so soon?

He raised his hand and swipe across the screen of the mobile phone, pressed the video to stop recording calmly, and asked back, "It's alright, why are you asking this?"

Dou Cheng frowned slightly, his eyes were black and white, calm and full of inexplicable and probing.

The two were so close that they could see each other's hair trembling slightly in the air.

After a long time, Dou Sheng shook his head, "Is it all right?"

The third class in the afternoon was physics. The moment the bell rang, the sound of Hu Xiujie's high-heeled shoes also rang at the back door.There was no sound in the class for a moment, Xie Lan quickly picked up his phone and took out his physical notes.

From the corner of his eye, Dou Sheng also slowly tidied up the table, smoothed out those notebooks and papers, and spread them casually. A physics textbook was pressed under his arm, and his left hand was still gently holding the handy paper through the pencil case. stick.

Hu Xiujie stood on the podium with a stern face, "I have read the homework papers left over the weekend. Sitting in this classroom, there are still people who lose points on the comprehensive problem of electromagnetic balance. In this class we? Lecture four The sample question, if you still make a mistake next time, go to the office and ask me to explain in person.”

There was a chilling silence underneath, and everyone even opened the notes carefully, not daring to make a sound.

There was nothing wrong with Xie Lan's electromagnetic balance. He glanced at Hu Xiujie who was writing on the blackboard with his back to everyone, and silently took out another review.There was nothing unusual about Dou Sheng, and he lowered his head and wrote something with him.

Xie Lan originally thought that he was also writing a self-criticism, but after a while, Dou Cheng tore off the piece of paper he had just written on, folded it twice and threw it over.

-Is it you who changed the words? Where is the original note?

Xie Lan was stunned at this sentence.

Just as he was hesitating, Dou Sheng stretched out his hand again, took the paper back, wrote for a long time, and then threw it over again.

-I feel as if I have seen it somewhere. The original sentence is "You didn't intend to be a draft, but you are lonely and lead the mountain torrents." Are you misunderstood?This is not to complain about other people's words, but to confess.

- Did you write it yourself, or did you change something written by someone else?

-Be frank and lenient, and quickly recruit.

The last eight characters seem to have been added on a temporary basis. The handwriting is scrawled, and the last stroke of the word "lai" dragged on for a long time.

But Xie Lan didn't have time to ponder so much, and was stunned by the word "confession".

Confession?

He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Feng Miao—it was hot in the afternoon, Feng Miao took off his school uniform jacket, and the refreshing short-sleeved shirt was gently flapping in the breeze, and his high ponytail was also up and down following the movement of taking notes. shaking.

He suddenly remembered her stiff and contradictory appearance just now, and suddenly felt like a thunderbolt.

Dou Sheng didn't wait for an answer, he seemed a little anxious, and unconsciously pinched his fingers.

Xie Lan subconsciously turned her head to look at him, only to find that Dou Sheng was staring at him. Their eyes collided. Dou Sheng immediately withdrew his gaze, leaned against the window sill, and even yawned.

He tore off another note and wrote it again: Who left the note?

Xie Lan frowned subconsciously at the note.

Although he doesn't understand Chinese love poetry and made a joke, he is not mentally unsound.He can still understand this obvious expression of suppressing anxiety. Generally, this kind of reaction can only explain one thing?——Dou Sheng has an expected person in his heart who may confess to him, although? That person may not necessarily be It is Feng Miao, but must it? There is such an existence.

Xie Lan suddenly felt a little irritable, and couldn't tell if he was annoyed by the oolong he provoked, or by something else.

He took a sip of milk tea and frowned.

The milk tea is no longer fragrant.

Dou Sheng seemed to be in a hurry, he pushed the note in his direction again, and gave him a questioning look.

Feng Miao didn't actually sign it, and she told Xie Lan not to tell Dou Sheng that she had been there.

After a moment of silence, Xie Lan simply reached out and entered the book. The desk hall pulled out the original post-it note, and said in a low voice, "I don't know who it is. I thought it was just to complain about you, sorry."

As soon as the words fell, he felt that Dou Sheng's mood seemed to drop instantly.After a while, Dou Sheng lifted the note and glanced at it, then casually rolled it up and threw it into the garbage bag hanging by the table.

Xie Lan glanced back at him, but saw that he glanced in Feng Miao's direction indifferently, and then looked away, his expression was as usual, even more indifferent than usual.

Xie Lan couldn't help asking, "How do you know it's her?"

"Xie Lan, get up."

Hu Xiujie's cold voice suddenly sounded.

Xie Lan's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up silently against the sympathetic gazes of all the owls.

Hu Xiujie put down the handouts and said coldly, "I think you are getting more and more unruly. I'm in physics class? Do you still dare to talk to the side?"

There was a dead silence all around, not even the birds chirping outside the window.Xie Lan took a deep breath silently, lowered her eyes and said, "I'm sorry, teacher."

"Don't tell me you're sorry! The teacher usually tolerates you because you are smart and hardworking, and I feel sorry for you. You just returned to China and struggled with your studies, but that's how you learned? You don't go back to the dormitory, and you talk in class." Hu Xiujie He said sternly, "Get out! Come to my office for an interview after class."

Che Ziming leaned back desperately, and moaned with a mosquito sound: "Don't worry, hurry up."

Yu Fei also said softly, "She is hard-spoken towards you and soft-hearted, so quickly admit her mistake."

Xie Lan didn't say a word, his eyes fell on the self-criticism that he was only a few hundred words away from writing, and suddenly he felt that the room was very hot, which made his mouth dry.

The milk tea is still on the side, but it has lost its allure.

Annoying, inexplicably annoying.

He whispered: "Sorry teacher, I shouldn't disturb the class, I'm going out."

As he spoke, he came out of his seat, thought for a while, folded up those review sheets, took them up, and took another pen.

Walking to the front of the podium, Xie Lan heard the sound of tables and chairs being dragged in the back row, and turned around to find that Dou Sheng also came out.

Hu Xiujie sneered, "One gets one free?"

Dou Sheng didn't stop, "Sorry teacher, I passed the note first."

Hu Xiujie: "..."

In the suffocating class, suddenly? I don’t know who laughed. Xie Lan walked outside and heard Hu Xiujie reprimanded: "Laugh, they? They have a perfect score in physics and a first in mathematics. You guys? Just laugh along."

So the classroom fell into dead silence again.

The door was closed to separate the aura in the room from the outside, Xie Lan walked to the corridor window and took a deep breath.

Dou Sheng walked up to him with his pocket in his pocket, leaned lazily on the window sill, and sighed in a low voice, "I really admire you, come out as soon as you let me out, don't you want to be so obedient. I have stood for several classes this day ?”

As he spoke, he glanced at the paper in Xie Lan's hand, with a more complicated expression, "I really don't forget to write your self-criticism no matter where I go."

Xie Lan didn't know what to say, he was a bit reluctant to speak out due to the inexplicable suffocation and irritability, so he fell on the balcony? He continued to write the inspection, and only said in a low voice, "Why come out, it's none of your business ?."

Dou Sheng's voice also revealed that he was not in a high mood: "I'm upset, come out to get some air."

Xie Lan paused at the tip of his pen.

Dou Sheng threw the ball of paper, and said he was upset, maybe Feng Miao wasn't the person he expected?

After a long time, Xie Lan resumed writing normally, and Zhuangruo asked unintentionally, "How do you know it's her?"

"Feng Miao." Dou Sheng leaned on the window sill and jumped up to sit down, just blocking the glare of Xie Lan's sunlight, "Her handwriting is quite recognizable, every day on the blackboard? Copying old Hu Liu I have already seen the homework."

Xie Lan said, "I'm sorry, I thought I could add a video material. I knew it would be a joke."

Dou Sheng smiled silently, "Prank material."

"Ah."

"That can't be done like this." Dou Sheng smiled and sighed, "It seems that I still have to make a sample for you."

"Proofing?" Xie Lan was stunned, "What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry about it, you'd better be mentally prepared to be sprayed to pieces by Hu Xiujie." Dou Sheng said, "You are really brave, you dare to talk in physics class, even I dare not, only dare to write notes. "

Xie Lan was even more annoyed at the mention of this.

He wouldn't normally be in Hu Xiujie's class? It's purely a special situation today.Although? He couldn't tell what was special about it. In fact, it was a very small oolong, and it passed after tearing off the sticky note, but he just felt that the whole person was not well, and he felt a sense of anxiety from head to toe. , Can't tell why?

"Write your self-criticism." Dou Sheng suddenly said lightly: "I'm going to the playground to let the wind go."

"Ah?" Xie Lan said in astonishment, "Aren't you afraid that the teacher will come out?"

Dou Sheng had already walked out with his pockets in his pockets, "She told the students to get out, as long as they get out, it doesn't matter where they go. Be prepared to be scolded, I'll go buy some ice and come back."

Xie Lan hesitated, "Then I and you..."

Dou Sheng immediately refused: "Farewell. I'm in a bad mood, so I'll walk around by myself, and I'll teach you how to punish people when I come back after adjusting my mood."

not in a good mood?

Xie Lan shrank back again, and after a long time, when Dou Sheng's figure almost disappeared at the end of the corridor, he made a low sound.

The review was very boring.

Xie Lan wrote mechanically until he turned the page and found that it was gone. Then he realized that he had finished writing on the prepared paper, and it was estimated that the number of words was reached.He didn't know what he wrote next, and he didn't bother to review it, so he just closed it casually.

Xie Lan folded up the review, let out a sigh of relief, and took out his cell phone casually.

He wandered around Station B, feeling a little numb to the skyrocketing data in the background, so he simply turned it off and poked Twitter.

Coincidentally, the QZFXR dialog box automatically jumped to the top the moment he clicked on the private message list.

-QZFXR: /disappointed.

An expression with the corners of the mouth down.

Xie Lan was a little surprised, and typed a reply: What's wrong?

-QZFXR: The mood is like a roller coaster (rollercoaster)

-SilentWaves: Why?

-QZFXR: I was happy for a while, and it was only for five seconds.

-QZFXR: Blame me for being too quick-witted and straight-balled, otherwise? I can be happier for a while.

-QZFXR: Sigh, but as a human being, you really can’t think too much, you will get lost.

-QZFXR: It’s just that people are very greedy. When God gives a gift, he will hope that the gift will be bigger, bigger, so big that it is unique in the world, and no one can deserve it except himself.

A series of crackling words made Xie Lan cloudy and foggy. He didn't understand what a straight ball meant. He subconsciously wanted to look it up, but clicked on? Baidu gave up again.

This will not be in the mood to comfort netizens.

The get out of class bell rang suddenly, and there was the sound of pushing and pulling tables and chairs in the room. Xie Lan immediately put the phone back in his pocket.

Sure enough, Hu Xiujie quickly pushed the door out, glanced at the lonely figure of Xie Lan in the corridor, and snorted unsurprisingly.

"Come with me."

Xie Lan sighed silently, put the review into her pocket and followed her to the office.

Just like what Dou Sheng said, Hu Xiujie doesn't show affection?Xie Lan's review was thrown on the table by her. First, he was criticized for the number of words, and the last three pages were basically a copy of the first three pages. She also reprimanded him for learning all the bad habits before half a semester in school, and then? No matter, let alone the math competition, I won't be able to graduate when I go back to elementary school tomorrow, and I will be finished in minutes.

Hu Xiujie scolded people at an astonishingly fast speed, and every word was like a machine gun shooting at people's heads. In the end, Xie Lan's mind went blank, and he couldn't even listen to what she said?

Hu Xiujie choked in his throat, "Are you listening?"

Xie Lan looked at the desktop, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'm sorry teacher, can you scold me a little slower, I can't keep up?"

"..."

There was a dead silence in the office for a few seconds, and then Hu Xiujie was suddenly annoyed by him.

She sighed, and finally calmed down and said, "I watched the video of you and Dou Sheng at noon. It was a good job, and I even organized other students to play together. Now that I'm not in the third year of high school, the teacher doesn't completely object to you? There are extracurricular Activities. But you have to have a degree. After the activities are over, you should concentrate on studying. Students must know what their main job is, and they must be educated. They must not be disturbed by crooked ways and messy things, understand?"

"Yeah." Xie Lan nodded confusedly, "I understand, I understand your thoughts."

In fact, after pondering over and over again, he felt that the source of his anxiety was similar to that of Hu Xiujie.

Hu Xiujie didn't want him to violate discipline, because he was afraid that he would not study hard and ruin his main business.Just like in his heart, he vaguely doesn't want Dou Sheng to be involved in complicated interpersonal relationships. He is already busy making videos while studying, and he guesses that he is also afraid that Dou Sheng's UP career will be hindered.

Xie Lan thought about it for a long time, and then said: "Teacher, don't worry, I will take good care of my classmates and let them? Concentrate on business?."

Hu Xiujie was stunned for a moment, and said in shock: "My God, do you understand what I said? Take care of yourself first!"

Xie Lan nodded again and again, "Understood. Do you have anything else to do? I want to go back and revise this review, and try to write it to your satisfaction."

Hu Xiujie's expression turned numb, "No need, you can go quickly, go back and write the paper carefully, and see your performance later."

"Good teacher." Xie Lan immediately bowed to her, "Then I will take the review back first. It is not easy to write an essay, and it can be used as writing materials to accumulate."

Hu Xiujie: "..."

Xie Lan went back alone. The corridor of Class [-] was empty. The next section was sports. Now, the owls should have all gone out.

He was going to put the review back on his seat? Then he sent a text message to ask where Dou Sheng was.

Walking to the door of the classroom, Xie Lan hadn't entered yet, when he caught a glimpse of a familiar skirt corner from the corner of his eye.

Feng Miao.

He paused on his toes and subconsciously shrank back.

There are not only Feng Miao, but also Dou Sheng in the classroom, just the two of them.Feng Miao was standing on the podium? Dou Sheng was standing by the blackboard while counting the physics homework to be handed out.

After a long time, Dou Sheng said calmly: "You wrote the note, right?"

Xie Lan choked.

He seems to have suddenly learned the word QZFXR said just now without a teacher - "straight ball".

How can there be such a thing?After receiving the confession, I will ask it every other class.

Xie Lan felt her heart hanging in her throat, an indescribable tension.He instinctively felt that eavesdropping was impolite, but for some reason, he was just curious and wanted to hear what happened next.

After a while, Feng Miao hummed softly, "I wrote it."

"Sorry." Dou Sheng said immediately, "Thank you, but I think it's better to focus on other things."

In the afternoon, the classroom was empty and bright, and Dou Sheng's voice was the same as usual, low and breezy.I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems to be more alienated than usual.

Feng Miao didn't say anything, Dou Sheng sighed again, "I'm really sorry, but don't write me notes in the future. Oh, it wasn't Xie Lan who said it, I guessed it based on the handwriting."

He didn't seem to plan to wait for the girl to return to him after he said this, turned around and walked to the seat with his hands in his pockets.Just as she sat down and took out her pen, Feng Miao suddenly asked softly, "Is it because you refused so simply because you were afraid of delaying your studies, or because—"

"I have someone I like." Dou Sheng said lightly.

Xie Lan outside the door was startled.

The stuffy feeling came again, and he unconsciously frowned.

"Oh..." Feng Miao paused, "Hey, that's fine, then forget about what happened this afternoon, and you will be normal classmates from now on."

"Ah."

Feng Miao took the water glass for physical education class, and asked without giving up: "Sorry, I still want to know, are you already with her?"

"No. People may not like it? Me." Dou Sheng lowered his head and wrote, paused and replied lightly: "It's not us? School girls, count... How many times have you met in junior high school? Is it unilateral? I like people."

The room was unreally quiet.

Xie Lan peeked in from the door, and the angle of view was just right enough to see the last row.Dou Sheng put down his pen, and casually grabbed the pendant hanging from the zipper of the book bag on the window sill.

It was a pendant in the shape of a sycamore leaf. On the first day back to China, Xie Lan noticed it at the airport.At that time, Che Ziming hung the "scalp massager" on Dou Sheng's book bag and hooked his book bag strap. When Dou Sheng took off the tattered bag, he even touched the small pendant soothingly.

Feng Miao was stunned for a while and then sighed: "You don't need to be so humble, do you? Oh, forget it, I didn't hear anything, go to physical education class."

Dou Sheng didn't speak any more, he casually turned over his schoolbag, and started to let it out of the window again.

Xie Lan escaped temporarily? After Feng Miao left, Dou Sheng also left after a while.

General subject A next door has already started classes, Class [-] classrooms are completely empty, and he is the only one in the corridor.

He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. Suddenly, he broke through the secret hidden in Dou Sheng's heart. As a good friend, he seemed to care about it, or explain it to him, but he just didn't want to mention it, he just wanted to pretend Didn't hear either.

There is always an indescribable sense of loss.

He sighed lightly, intending to put away the review and hurry out to attend class.

However, when he walked to his seat, he inadvertently moved the notes on the table, and flicked his fingertips.

On the physical note? There is a pink post-it note, not only pink, but also heart-shaped.

Above? On the face? Dou Sheng's clear handwriting——

Douzi Tricky (gu) class is open? Class:

Do you smell burnt air?That's my heart burning for you.

Don't complain, hug me.

Xie Lan: "?"

The author has something to say: Doudan passed by the house, sighing in circles.

The one who was typing on the keyboard didn't care at first, but later he compromised.

She opened the door and said: Do you want to talk to me?

without.Doudan made a trip to the ground and said in a low voice, "Don't talk, just sigh."

It paused and said: Eggy is really a greedy creature.

Typing on the keyboard: Why do you say that?

Doudan looked at the ceiling and said in a low voice: Actually, it's quite fun to share a nest with Lazy.

However, I seem to be gradually dissatisfied with the relationship of roommates.