Million UP school god plays me every day

Xie Lan was carrying that post-it note in his pocket, as if he was carrying a piece of charcoal, the kind that could burn his hands to blisters.When a classmate greeted him on the road, he would just nod blankly and hold the culprit tightly in his pocket for fear of being discovered.

——A superficial sense of Chinese language? It did not prevent him from noticing the dark breath revealed in these two Chinese love words.

Other people's love words may attract love, but these two sentences can only attract forensic doctors.

There are still two classes playing in the small playground. Class [-] is absent today. One side is still Class [-] on the field, and Xie Lan doesn’t know the other side. But judging from their attire, almost all of them can play with Class [-]. for a camp.As soon as he left, he glanced at him casually. The smell of gunpowder in the second class was very strong, and the caps were smashed on the ground. The physical education teacher asked for leave today. ? Conflict, the audience on the sidelines collectively? "Woo--"

In contrast, the fourth class of owls has a very different style of painting. No one goes to the stadium to join in the fun. Everyone has an ice cream, and groups of twos and threes walk around in circles.

Xie Lan crossed the tree-lined road next to him and finally found Dou Sheng.The man was sitting on the concrete slope in front of the cafeteria, holding two ice creams in his hands, and stretching his long legs to let go.

Seeing Xie Lan, he raised a smiling face and patted the open space around him.

"Wait? It's been a long time, the ice is about to melt." Dou Sheng handed over one of the "grape ice" wrapped in purple. Xie Lan said thank you, tore open the package and took a bite.

Pure ice, no milk at all. He has never eaten ice cream without milk in the UK. The taste is very refreshing and a bit addictive.

Dou Sheng's expression could no longer see anything abnormal, as if nothing had happened.He smiled and watched the game not far away with the ice in his mouth, and clicked his tongue after a while, "Not really? That's right, there seems to be a story between Class [-] and Class [-] of liberal arts."

story?

Xie Lan followed suit, just in time to see Chen Ge colliding with a big boy.

Chen Ge looked thin, but the kind of leanness that has been exercised, he did not suffer under the pressure of his body shape, and when he sat and fell backwards, he even supported himself a bit.But the opponent was more miserable, and slid out sideways, his arm was rubbed red, and there was another roar from the sidelines.

Xie Lan looked a little worried, but Dou Sheng just looked away lightly, holding up the ice cream and yawning.

"Have you returned to the classroom?" Dou Sheng asked.

Xie Lan hesitated for two seconds after hearing this, but still took out that ridiculous post-it note and pressed it on his lap.

Dou Sheng was taken aback, and couldn't hold back his joy, "Are you really back in the classroom? So? I was discovered so soon, I? Haven't had time to record your reaction yet."

Xie Lan glanced at him, "Hu Xiujie promised to leave the review to me? Here, I? I was going back to deliver things, but I was shocked when I saw that there was no one in the classroom. I forgot that there is still a physical education class today."

He himself feels that this explanation is not bad, the context is not deliberate, and it can make Dou Sheng not think too much.

Sure enough, Dou Sheng just nodded, and said with a smile, "Isn't this to demonstrate the correct way to trick people with love words? You have learned that the ones you translated don't have any mental attack power at all, and only earthy love words are the strongest. "

Rustic love story.

The Chinese language is so incisive, the simple four words summed up the complex emotions that Xie Lan felt when he saw these few lines of small characters just now.

He was speechless for a while before he said, "Can you make something less earthy?"

Dou Sheng smiled lightly, "It's just to break your spiritual comfort boundary, otherwise what about hardcore high school record?"

"Are you going to put this material in the end-of-term video too?"

"Yeah, otherwise I? Why do it?"

"..." Xie Lan remained expressionless, "The video is popular, remember to pay."

"It's all yours." Dou Sheng said with a smile.

Dou Sheng lay back on his back and closed his eyes comfortably.The sunlight cast two bright spots on his face through the leaves of the sycamore tree at the entrance of the cafeteria. After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Are you tired? You have worked hard these two days. Go back to bed early tonight."

Xie Lan hummed, and couldn't help but also yawned.

He was just about to lie down with Dou Sheng when an earphone was plugged into his right ear.

It's a Grassland Symphony video. I just pulled up the song "My Neighbor Totoro". It's leisurely and cheerful, very relaxing.

Dou Sheng wore another earphone in his left ear, closed his eyes and said, "I'm so sleepy, let's sleep together for a while."

"Ah."

Xie Lan listened to the sound of the violin in the earphones, and vaguely discerned the few solitary notes belonging to Dou Sheng from it.He leaned back and lay next to Dou Sheng, and for some reason he suddenly thought of two cats lying together basking in the sun in summer.

The big cat, the second cat, Dou Sheng used a metaphor casually at that time, but it was quite expressive.

Xie Lan suddenly felt less irritable, as long as he didn't think about what Dou Sheng said just now, "I have someone I like".

The sun was shining warmly, but the mouth was still cold after eating ice, with a hint of sweet aftertaste.

"Xie Lan."

Dou Sheng suddenly spoke and called his name in a low voice.

Xie Lan opened his eyes, "Huh?"

The sunlight that fell from the gaps in the leaves was a bit dazzling, he turned his head and looked at Dou Sheng's side face.Dou Sheng's silhouette is very handsome, with clear lines, and his skin is so white that it shines, which sets off those black eyes even more serenely and deeply.

Dou Sheng looked up and said softly, "Feng Miao's note was not signed, but this is probably not the first time. In the past two weeks, I have always touched cookies in the desk hall. It is probably her. So I ? I just told her clearly that she is quite cheerful, so she shouldn't be awkward for too long."

Xie Lan was stunned for a while before letting out a dumbfounded oh.

Tell him why.

He thinks Dou Sheng is a strange person. If you want to talk to him, he never mentions to him what happened before junior high school—that is, the "bottoming out" incident that Dai You and Che Ziming they all know.But if you say you only treat him as an ordinary friend, what do you do? Take him with you, even Xie Lan faintly feels that Dou Sheng spends much more time with him now than with Che Ziming and others.

"In the future, if you see others handing notes, stuffing love letters, giving gifts, anyway, those things, please help me directly? Throw it away."

Dou Sheng said and closed his eyes again, "It's so troublesome, can't see? Don't worry, thank you."

Xie Lan was stunned for a while, "Seriously? You don't even think about who sent it?"

"I don't think about it." Dou Sheng refused decisively, and after a pause, he said, "I? I probably already have someone I like, and no one else thinks about it except him."

Xie Lan's heart skipped a beat.

He heard? He swallowed nervously.

"Who, have I? Have you seen it?"

"Maybe I've seen it?" Dou Sheng suddenly raised the corners of his lips, but the smile only stayed for a moment. He quickly and carefully hid it, and said indifferently: "An unpopular public figure, but he has faded out of the public a long time ago." The field of vision is gone, and you may not have an impression after talking about it.”

"?"

Xie Lan sat up all of a sudden, "The person you really like, who refuses all confessions because of her, is a celebrity?"

Dou Sheng opened his mouth, "Ah. Maybe? Maybe he's not a star, but there are indeed works, and they are still very good works."

Xie Lan felt that his face instantly turned into a small TV, and the question marks on the screen floated past in a line.

Toxic.

Depend on.

He couldn't laugh or cry, "What are you? Do you like it?"

"Forget it." Dou Sheng closed his eyes, his tone was low, but he was very determined.

Maybe it was the most serious sentence Xie Lan had heard from him since he had known him for so long.

"In the past? I just felt some spiritual fetters, but now it's more and more sure. I? Like him very much."

Xie Lan: "..."

Whatever, no communication.

He lay back on the concrete floor angrily, and realized something was wrong when he was about to hit the ground. He moved too violently, and the back of his head might suffer.

But no, he braked back by himself, and when he landed, Dou Sheng reached out and put his palm on the back of his head.

Dou Sheng's hand? The palm skeleton is too large, which is proportional to his height.I usually look thin, but when I lie down, I feel soft.

He could clearly feel Dou Sheng's five fingers at the back of his head.

Dou Sheng smiled lightly and said, "You don't understand even if I tell you, but don't look down on my liking, or I'll be a little unhappy."

Xie Lan was stunned for a while, "Then do you think it's possible for you to be with her?"

This time Dou Sheng was silent for a long time.

It was so long that Xie Lan thought he was unwilling to face this problem, so he whispered, "I personally think there is still a little bit of possibility, but so far it hasn't shown much possibility. Possibility? That's all. But what? Say, I? Think I? This person is also very attractive. Maybe one day, a sudden gust of wind blows away the clouds. When people look up at the moon, they find that the moon is also Bow down and look at people."

Xie Lan was silent for a moment, "Speak humanly."

Dou Sheng said: "He will also fall in love with me deeply?"

Xie Lan: "...Oh. Good luck."

For some reason, after hearing Dou Sheng say that he likes a celebrity, Xie Lan suddenly felt less irritable.

The point is that it is unrealistic. Dou Sheng has two big characters from head to toe-outrageous.

With the gentle breeze, Xie Lan closed his eyes, as if he really fell asleep for a while.

He was woken up by the sudden yelling and scolding on the playground. The light didn't change much when he opened his eyes, and he presumably just fell asleep for a few minutes.

Dou Sheng's hand was still under his head and didn't retract, but Dou Sheng had already sat up, and was implicated by his hand resting on his head. He didn't sit upright, and looked at the basketball court with a frown.

On the basketball court, two groups of boys from Class [-] and Class [-] of Liberal Arts started to fight, the game was suspended, and the two classes breathed out their mouths, and the scene was quite magnificent.

Those who played ball hit and kicked repeatedly, and the rest dragged their classmates.Brother Cao was the main one to be pulled. His shoulders were held down and he was dragged back, but his lower body took off in the air, and he kicked the center forward of Class [-] of Liberal Arts Class with both feet, and he couldn't hold it down.

Chen Ge was also inside, and was also held down, but he didn't struggle too much, as if he was just a tool man who was dominated, wishing he could get his salary and leave work sooner.

Xie Lan was stunned by the battle situation on the playground for a while, then subconsciously turned to look at Dou Sheng.

Dou Sheng remained calm, and seemed to have no intention of going up.There were a few boys from Class [-] standing on the nearby boulevard, and one of them was typing on his mobile phone.

After a while, Wen Zisen trotted and brought Hu Xiujie, followed by four security guards.

"All stop!"

"Stop! Stop?!"

"Squat down! Hold your head!"

These voices were not from Hu Xiujie, but from the group of security guards. They separated the crowd with security sticks. squatted down.

The security guard shouted: "What are you doing?! You are students! Fighting in school, is there any law?"

A girl shouted from the sidelines, "Be reasonable, Wen Jiu played dirty!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was "called on" by a group of men and women from Class Nine.

"Who is playing dirty? Think? It's all about winning. Do you want to adjust the campus monitoring to see?"

"You science students really open your eyes and talk nonsense."

A girl from Class [-] of Liberal Arts ran out to explain to Hu Xiujie, but Hu Xiujie listened with a straight face and didn't respond to her.

After a long time, Hu Xiujie stretched out his hand and ordered a few people.The players from the two classes, including the three or four boys who also played just now, were all picked by her.

Naturally, Chen Ge was also included.

A group of people followed Hu Xiujie sparsely? Two security guards followed, and the other two security guards yelled at the onlookers to disperse.

Xie Lan was almost stunned, until Dou Sheng pinched his wrist lightly before regaining consciousness.

Dou Sheng sighed, "Don't look at it, high school is a stage where it's easy to go wrong, no matter how good the school is, there will always be such people and classes."

Xie Lan asked in a daze, "Isn't Yingzhong one of the top key high schools?"

"Polarization is also quite serious." Dou Sheng said indifferently: "In our city, we don't completely look at the grades for junior high school. The school district is the main one, right? It is easier to go directly to the high school of our school than to get in from outside, so the source of students is a bit mixed. And it is not entirely a problem of student quality. The basketball game is easy to choke. It doesn't make sense."

Xie Lan had a rough idea, but he could see clearly.

Facing Brother Cao and his gang, Hu Xiujie was much more silent than usual.She usually trains students to be like Hades, but this meeting is just business.Only when Chen Ge walked past her did she show any expression and shoved him angrily.

Dou Sheng sighed lowly, "Not everyone can get it, everyone knows it in their hearts."

Before the evening self-study class, Dai You came over and said in a low voice, "It's over, I have to make a demerit."

Dou Sheng paused when he was solving a math problem, and raised his eyes casually, "Does everyone remember the fights?"

"Not really? I don't know, but it is said that the Department of Political Affairs and Education has indeed opened up a batch of lists, and there should be no fewer."

Che Ziming sighed deeply, and said anxiously: "Well? What? What to do, Chen Ge is really fucking dead, what are you doing with those scumbags? What's the matter? It's in the hands of others ?”

Wang Gou also whispered, "Me? I don't mind watching him fight? Be positive. If you get a demerit, wouldn't you be taken advantage of?"

Xie Lan put down his pen, "What is a demerit??"

Dai You said, "Students in China have files, and a demerit is a bad record. If you follow your life in your file, your advancement and employment will be affected, and some will be forced to repeat grades if the punishment is serious."

As soon as the words were finished, the self-study bell rang, everyone went back to their seats immediately, and Hu Xiujie opened the door and came in.

She's okay? Standing on the podium with an expression on her face, she tapped on the podium table to get everyone's attention.

"Convey one thing to Lao Ma, the math provincial training camp has been arranged. The [-]-day closed camp training in summer vacation, and now every Saturday, starting from this Saturday." Hu Xiujie turned around and wrote the time on the blackboard And the location, I glanced at Xie Lan, "Stop Xie Lan's basic Chinese class on Saturday. Teacher Qin said that he will recommend some more suitable after-school tutoring classes for you. You can consider next Saturday night or Sunday."

When the teacher spoke to this point, Xie Lan could only agree and said thank you.

As usual, after explaining things, Hu Xiujie should let everyone bow their heads and study by themselves.

But this time she didn't move for a long time, standing there, as if she had something to say.

The owls bowed their heads and wrote a few strokes, then looked up at her again.

There is a tacit silence in the class. The front and back doors are closed, and there are only people in my class in the closed space.

Hu Xiujie sighed softly, "This year's basketball game is about to officially start. Our class has the old rules, Buddhist competitions, don't fight, don't grab, keep safe."

The students nodded.

She paused for a while and then said in a low voice: "Who is close to Chen Ge, and usually advise him a few words and tell him not to leave? It's too far away."

Surrounded by silence, Hu Xiujie waved his hand to continue his self-study, and walked to the window to relax.

Xie Lan lowered his head to figure out a difficult problem, and when he looked up again, Hu Xiujie was still standing there.I don't know if it's an illusion, but that figure looks a bit lonely, and she looks like a completely different person from her vigorous and vicious look during the day.After a while, Hu Xiujie turned his back to the class and looked at the report card posted next to the blackboard.

Next to the blackboard of Class [-] is the class list of the unified examination for each academic year since the first year of high school, and it has not been torn up after class division.For another example, before the first year of high school? Several exams, Chen Ge also ranked second firmly, and also drew a horizontal line in a high-profile manner, but the horizontal line stopped abruptly halfway.

Hu Xiujie looked at it for a while, then went out with a water glass.

The notice of punishment was posted the next day. Behind the glass bulletin board, there was a document with official seals and six names.

When Xie Lan followed Che Ziming and the others to look, his heart was in his throat, and he was relieved until he scanned everyone on the paper and didn't see Chen Ge.

Dai You said thoughtfully: "At least eight or nine of them did it, and Lao Hu probably let go of the ones who were less serious."

Yu Fei frowned and glanced at the paper again, "It's outrageous, you can still work after playing a ball, and the expulsion is over."

Even though he said this, Xie Lan obviously felt that everyone was relieved. When he returned, he finally swept away the haze and started joking. Although Dou Sheng didn't say anything before, he was obviously in a better mood.

Back at his seat, Xie Lan opened the planning book and asked Dou Sheng what he thought about the next video.

He has two plans here, one is to try to do learning content, such as opening an online math competition study room every Friday night.Another one is my old profession, music. I want to go to a safari park during the May Day holiday, film the reactions of wild animals to music, and cut out a small musical drama starring animals.

When Che Ziming came to collect the math homework, Xie Lan took the exercise paper out of a pile of materials without raising his head, and was about to hand it to him when his gaze suddenly fixed.

He pulled the paper back abruptly.

Che Ziming stared: "I? I saw it! What is that pink one? Dongdong!"

Xie Lan almost passed out, but fortunately, everyone around was making trouble, and few people paid attention to it.

Only Dou Sheng almost choked on a sip of mineral water, and then laughed in a low voice, which never stopped.

Xie Lan's pupils trembled, and his hands trembled? He tore off the post-it note.

——A person who is close to vermilion is red, and a person who is close to you is sweet.

He took a deep breath, grabbed Dou Sheng's clothes, "Are you finished?"

Fist hardened.

Che Ziming looked at Dou Sheng in shock, "Brother, what are you doing? You don't want to bully little returnees? You bully, it's mental poisoning."

"Get out." Dou Sheng laughed straight out of choking, "I? It's none of your business if you two are joking, I can accept your homework."

Che Ziming rolled his eyes and took Xie Lan's paper away, "I don't care about it, my eyes are hot."

When Che Ziming left, Xie Lan let go of Dou Sheng, and silently stuffed the post-it note into the pencil case.

"Your ears are a little red." Dou Sheng said in a low voice, "To be honest, as a person who is not very good at Chinese, how do you really feel when you see this kind of earthy love story?"

Xie Lan stared at him, "I want to kill you."

"Don't you like this kind? But I think the imagery is very euphemistic and the wording is beautiful, such as the sentence written by Feng Miao, you can't understand it."

Dou Sheng clicked his tongue, and suddenly asked again, "Then what do you like?"

He said casually? Pulled a piece of paper and wrote two lines smoothly? English——

Whatever our soul is made of, your sand and mine are the same.

"Such?"

Xie Lan looked at those two lines of speech, and finally felt that the world was a little more normal.

But only a little.

He was confused: "Why on earth? Do you want to do this?"

He hated himself more and more. If he hadn't misunderstood Feng Miao's words, maybe he wouldn't have turned on the weird switch on someone.

Dou Sheng pulled him to sit down, "I just want to understand, for a person like you with a chaotic Chinese system, what kind of words are romantic to you."

Xie Lan wrinkled his face and thought for ten seconds.

He was startled suddenly, glanced around suddenly, and said in a low voice, "The one you like is not a foreign star, is it?"

Dou Sheng hummed, "It's barely counted."

"Low-key." He immediately added: "Che Ziming and they don't even know."

Xie Lan looked at Dou Sheng with sympathy suddenly.

It's getting more and more outrageous, so outrageous that it makes people feel sad, the harder Dou Sheng prepares, the more sad he becomes.

He had mixed feelings in his heart, and after a long time, he gently patted Shun Dou Sheng's back.

"Don't worry, I? Think? Think? for you."

Xie Lan poked open his mobile phone and searched for the Daquan of Love Tales.

He paused and said, "I'm looking for a few words that feel okay, can you refer to them?"

Dou Sheng nodded immediately, "Okay."

Xie Lan tore off a piece of paper, and looked down at the first one.

"This one is not bad." He found one, raised his hand, and scribbled an excerpt on the paper——

[I? I am nine and you are three, except you are still you. 】

The smile on Dou Sheng's face froze suddenly.

He couldn't believe it, "So you like this kind of thing?"

Xie Lan hummed, "It's pretty good, at least it has some brilliance of mathematics, and it seems full of reason? It's no longer dirty."

A rare question mark floated on Dou Shengshuai's face.

Xie Lan ignored him, and continued to copy on the paper——

【This is the back of my hand, this is the back of my foot, you are my baby】

【"I? Want to? Buy a piece of land." "What? Land?" "Your heart is determined."】

He said while writing, "I think these are all okay. What should they be called? Homophones? Homophones? Anyway, that's it. I think it can reflect the beauty of Chinese."

Dou Sheng seemed to have frozen, and it took a long time before he murmured: "Then me? Last time, don't complain, hug me? Isn't it the same?"

"It's not the same?" Xie Lan shook his head firmly, "You are too perfunctory. If you want to take the clever route, you have to go to the extreme, or you have a little sense of rhythm? I think the parallelism sentence is very good, Chinese Parallel sentences are very powerful."

He saw a good one while he was talking, and he read while copying: "With you in my dream, it is extremely sweet; with you in my heart, I am extremely fulfilled; with you by my side, I am extremely happy."

Dou Sheng opened his mouth several times, but didn't say a word.

"Me? Fuck."

Yu Fei, who was lying on the table in front of him, suddenly turned over and muttered, "What the hell did I do? Damn, you can be struck by lightning even if you sleep during class."

He broke down and took out his earplugs and said, "You two can be together, so you don't hurt two poor people in the world."

The author has something to say: typing on the keyboard is going back and forth in the kitchen in annoyance.

Lazy followed her and kept saying: Listen to one more sentence, just one sentence.

Typing on the keyboard: I don't want to hear it!

Just one sentence, I am writing a poem against Doudan.

Lazy Dan cleared his throat: Chickens are not as good as you, I heard you, I heard the joy of Eggy.

The silence of the keyboard.

Otherwise, you should change to a keyboard, she sincerely suggested that this keyboard can no longer be used.