Million UP school god plays me every day

In the early morning of the next day, the doctor in the community clinic fell into confusion as soon as he went to work.

She was silent for a long time as she looked at an arm that had no swelling, no exposure, and only some bruises.

Then he took another look at the information board on the table: Orthopedics.

"So—" she said incredulously: "Do you want me to fix this arm??"

Xie Lan was speechless, and looked at Dou Sheng coldly.

Dou Sheng looked calm, "Well. We eat with our hands. Although we haven't hurt the bones for the time being, it's better to reinforce it in case it gets worse."

"..."

Xie Lan couldn't help but support his forehead.

The doctor indifferently slapped the list in front of Dou Sheng, "You don't need to fix this injury, go to the front desk and prescribe two sanqi plasters."

Xie Lan felt relieved when he heard the words, and said with a sigh of relief, thank you, just got up, but was pushed back by Dou Sheng again?

"Tear off the plaster? It hurts. Can you use a dressing and tie a thick bandage?"

The doctor's gaze began to blur.

Dou Sheng sincerely sighed, "Please, this hand is really afraid of being injured again."

"..."

It may be that he suffered too much mental attack, but the doctor actually got up after being silent for a while? To get a bandage.

Dou Sheng blinked at Xie Lan, "Let me just say it, it's better for the doctors in commercial clinics to talk."

Xie Lan remained expressionless, "Is it really necessary? I won't be staying at Chen Ge's house again tonight."

"It's safer to tie it tightly, where's the hand playing the violin." Dou Sheng looked confident.

"...All right." Xie Lan sighed helplessly.

The last person who would be surprised by a small injury on his hand was his mother, but Dou Sheng was more exaggerated than her.

The doctor took a pack of dressings and a few rolls of bandages to bandage Xie Lan's arm.Xie Lan looked at it for a while, and the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Guo Ruize pulled him into a group called "Alliance of the Enemy". The shock just now was caused by the emoticons in the group swiping the screen - consisting of seven bright red characters: Affiliated middle school student? Love mathematics.

Xie Lan hesitated for a moment, then put out a question mark:?

- Attached Middle School Ranking 1 Guo Ruize: Welcome Xie Lan to join the group, will we meet at the provincial training camp later? In order to commemorate this great moment, Yixue, you have looked down on the shame of our school’s teachers’ questions before, we established This "Alliance of the Enemy" invited the teacher to come up with three top-difficulty competition questions. Please arrive in the classroom half an hour in advance, we will fight with each other!

Xie Lan read the question for 3 minutes, then slowly replied?:?

- Attached Middle School Ranking 2 Xu Fei: Once upon a time, the teacher of our school was ravaged by the paper because of a question that was too long. How can such a shame be forgotten!Don't try to use the excuse of poor Chinese to get away with it? Later, the sports committee of my class will announce the three questions to the group, let's fight!

"It's packed."

The doctor cut off the bandage with scissors, patted Xie Lan's stiff arm, and said expressionlessly: "You can go."

Xie Lan was silent for a moment, looking at the large sections of war letters written in the group, and at the tightly bound arms.

After a long time, he put away his mobile phone, put down his left arm clumsily, and lifted his right arm to the table.

doctor:"?"

Xie Lan: "Please, tie this arm too, thank you."

Coming out of the community clinic, Xie Lan raised two zombie hands and asked Dou Sheng to take a photo of him and send it to the Alliance of Enemies.

-Renaissance: Weakness of heart? Sorry.

——@文艺古口has withdrawn from the group chat——

Dou Sheng laughed out loud, "You are too social."

"society?"

"Praise you." Dou Sheng walked past the door of the laboratory building, smilingly raised his hands and grabbed the drooping leaves, "Ordinary people, if they haven't been in society for more than ten years, they can't be as smart as you? s level."

"Is that so?" Xie Lan digested it for a while, then said lightly: "Thank you."

The training place of the provincial training camp is a small classroom in the English-Chinese laboratory building, from 20 am to [-] pm.Today is the first day of the camp, and all schools came early to reserve seats.As soon as Xie Lan entered the door, he looked at each other with more than [-] elites waiting in full force.

In the whole classroom, each school is marking their territory like swaying power. Obviously there are not many people, but they insist on wearing school uniforms and pulling out.

Only a handful of loose sand was scattered in the corner of the last row by the window. Xie Lan was looking for Yingzhong's place in a daze, when a person rose up from the loose sand.

The car? Ming? Waved, "Here!"

Oh.

The main force of the British-Chinese competition slept in other people's homes last night, and there were two others sleeping on the floor. Each of them was so sleepy that they lost their fighting spirit when they saw it.They managed to wait for the city's No. [-] and No. [-] to come, and the result? The city's No. [-] and two hands were bandaged, carrying a strong sense of society, and the other was carrying a big bag of snacks, as if he was on a spring outing.

Xie Lan calmly walked to the back row under the watchful eyes of everyone, and when he turned around, he found Guo Ruize staring at him with two big eyes.

So he calmly raised his two snow-white arms.

Guo Ruize: "Hehe."

The knowledge points to be explained in the morning were placed on the table. Xie Lan sat down and scanned the knowledge points and sample questions while having breakfast.Dou Sheng asked, "How do you feel?"

"good."

"Do you find the examples difficult?"

Xie Lan turned back to the previous page and glanced, "Question [-]? I guess it will take a long time, how about you?"

Dou Sheng smiled and said, "I don't know two questions, and I'm not sure about one question? I'll listen to the teacher later."

He sighed and said with emotion: "Ermao is so powerful, if I don't understand later, can you make up one-on-one lessons with me when I get home?"

"..." Xie Lan lost his expression, "Guess."

The teacher who came to the round class today is a teacher from the attached middle school, male, in his forties or teens, wearing glasses.

"Hello everyone, today is the first regular training in the provincial training camp. I am the coach for the first three weeks. I am from the mathematics group of the attached high school. My surname is Liang."

"I'm very glad to see you here. In the first three weeks, we mainly lectured on plane geometry and solid geometry. The papers for the city's graded exam last time are all in my hands. I have sorted out homework for everyone's weak points in geometry. , come to me before the end of the evening, during the day we will focus on the complex application of May's theorem."

The people at the bottom listened and flipped through their notes, but after Liang introduced the situation, he changed the subject, "I'll get to know you all before the lecture, and I'm familiar with all those in the attached middle school. The main thing is to get to know a few students from English and Chinese."

He paused and looked up to the back row, "Who is student Xie Lan?"

Faintly, Xie Lan saw a trace of heat behind the pair of glasses.

The people in front all turned their heads to look at him, silent, serious, and suffocated.

Xie Lan had no choice but to say: "It's me."

"Okay." Teacher Liang smiled, "Are you the elite student who only has one question blank? Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you."

I don't know? Is it an illusion, Xie Lan felt that the words "unintelligible questions" were bitten to death.

He had no choice but to work hard? Smiling, "Sorry teacher, I really don't know much."

There was silence in the small classroom for a few seconds, and then bursts of laughter suddenly resounded.

Those in the attached middle school laughed especially happily. Guo Ruize lay his head on the back table? Hahaha, he wanted to pull out his stomach.

well.Xie Lan sighed.

Teacher Liang himself was also happy, "Okay, your teacher Ma is locked up with me? I have taken care of it, returnees, right? Don't worry, I won't wear small shoes for you."

Xie Lan glanced at Dou Sheng beside him, whose shoulders were twitching.

Dou Sheng leaned over and whispered? Translating, "It's hard for you to wear small shoes."

Oh.

Xie Lan had no choice but to say, "Thank you."

Amidst the laughter, Teacher Liang quickly got to know a few other students, and then quickly organized everyone to calm down and start lecturing.

The teachers in the provincial training camp are not so fast in lecturing, and the knowledge is limited. The key is to expand the question types.This is the way Lao Ma usually goes to class? But when Lao Ma speaks in a cadence, Xie Lan can keep up.This teacher Liang began to speak quickly in class, and the writing on the blackboard also took off. The chalk tip made people's brain hurt. After Xie Lan forced to follow the progress for a while, he began to feel motion sickness.

Chinese is really difficult.He sighed, looking past Dou Sheng to the window.

Now it will start to rain again, the rain line is very thin, silent? You have to stare carefully out of the window to tell.

The drooping sycamore trees by the window trembled slightly from the rain, Xie Lan began to lose his mind looking at those leaves, thinking of the heavy rain yesterday, thinking of Dou Sheng's past, thinking of the unclear meaning of his last sentence last night ?if.After a while, he wondered if the phoenix trees would stop blooming this year, as the temperature has continued to cool down for the past few days. He even made an appointment with Dou Sheng to record a video.

Dou Sheng raised his head and glanced at him, the corners of his lips curled up and he didn't make a sound? He continued to listen to the class.After a while, he touched his arm lightly.

"The fourth question." Dou Sheng said softly.

Xie Lan uttered a word, regained consciousness and continued to work hard? Keep up.

The intensity of the provincial training camp was about the same as expected, and some of the questions were quite challenging. Although Xie Lan had a hard time listening, he was rewarded overall.

The rain didn't stop during the lunch break, Dou Sheng went out to pick up takeaway, Xie Lan lay on the table and swiped his phone.After a while, he suddenly felt itchy on the top of his head, as if a stick had been poked between his hair.

As soon as Xie Lan raised his head, a mobile phone was stretched out in front of him, and the selfie page - on the screen, there was an "umbrella" the size of a palm standing above his head.

The umbrella is made of several sycamore leaves. The umbrella skeleton is the leaf stem, which is twisted at the top and fixed with a toothpick head. The umbrella handle is a complete toothpick that goes down.The veins of the sycamore leaves are clear. Dou Sheng pinched the handle of the umbrella on top of his head with two fingers, twisted it lightly, and the small umbrella spun lightly, and the veins were like turbulent waves.

click.Dou Sheng pressed the photo button and captured Xie Lan's dazed expression in the camera.

Xie Lan was stunned for a while, and said in disbelief: "You did it yourself?"

"It's just a gadget." Dou Sheng casually smiled, and handed him the leaf umbrella: "I made it up in junior high school, and I'll give you shelter from the rain."

Xie Lan gently turned the handle of the toothpick—the sycamore leaves should have been picked just now. Although the rainwater had been wiped off, it was still damp to the touch, like an umbrella that had just been covered by the rain.

For a while, he didn't know where to put this delicate gadget, for fear of being crushed.

"Put it in a pencil case. The sycamore leaves are tough, especially those that have been exposed to rain, so they won't fall apart easily." Dou Sheng smiled, "It's okay if it breaks, I have a lot of craftsmanship. April's leaf umbrellas are light green. It can turn oily green in June and July, and turn yellow in autumn.”

Xie Lan's heart suddenly moved, with an indescribable feeling.

The rain outside the window was still pattering, and he was a little lost in the rain.

He almost forgot that this was only his first spring and summer back in China, and there were still four long seasons to come.

Dou Sheng smiled in a low voice, "After folding the autumn umbrellas, it will be the end of the year in two months."

Xie Lan looked back at him, "What are you going to do at the end of the year?"

"Comment on the top [-] in the new year." A bright smile appeared between Dou Sheng's eyebrows, "I must get it this year."

"Definitely?" Xie Lan nodded subconsciously, "By the way, is there a topic for the new event?"

"Out." Dou Sheng casually poked open station B to show him.

——April Call for Papers: #直接感觉的味道?#

Xie Lan tasted it, "Food?"

Dou Sheng smiled lightly and hummed, "Yes, but I have to find a way to capture national characteristics and occupy the commanding heights of cultural connotation."

Xie Lan nodded immediately when he heard the words, "You are right, to reflect the profound Chinese culture?"

After the lunch break, Teacher Liang lowered the projector.

"Quick review in class." He said, "Read each question for 30 seconds, and then I will invite people to come up and talk about ideas."

"30 seconds?" The elites turned pale with shock, "I can't finish reading the pictures!"

Teacher Liang smiled inscrutably, "Then hurry up and watch it, and be careful not to be clicked by me."

Elites: "!"

Xie Lan was sleepy after dinner, trying hard? Bracing himself up, he looked up at the topic that appeared on the projector.

The graph is composed of N polygons that are spliced ​​and cut very complicatedly. It is verified that the product of the proportions of the three line segments is equal to 1.

The people underneath were at a loss, the car? Ming? poked Dai You, "This has to be connected to the auxiliary line, right?"

Dai You put on the pair of thin-rimmed glasses, and hummed, "It must be connected, but I have no idea."

Yu Fei also frowned, "This picture is so messy."

Teacher Liang glanced at the audience, "Xie Lan came up to make gestures."

Guo Ruize said from below, "Teacher, his arm is broken."

Teacher Liang raised his eyebrows, "Which arm is broken?"

Guo Ruize: "Both arms are broken, look at them, they are bound like mummies."

The classroom started to laugh again, Xie Lan looked at Teacher Liang speechlessly, and Teacher Liang looked at him unmoved.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Xie Lan got up with a sigh and said, "Then let me try."

The eyes of the people around followed him from the back row to the front of the projection. Xie Lan took the remote control mouse and raised his right hand that was tied into a rice dumpling.

A "thick, clumsy shadow" appeared on the projector.

The bandage was so tight that his arm was almost bleeding, seriously? It affected his sensitivity.His hand was trembling in the air for a long time, and finally he positioned the little red dot to the point O he wanted to go to, and he came down tremblingly, and barely landed on point B.

Xie Lan took two small steps towards the projection, fearing that he might not be able to connect correctly, so he dictated the process while connecting.

"Connect OB and PA to build two common-vertex triangles. Then draw a circle with O as the center and OD as the radius. The circle passes through BD, which is a trisection point. Suppose this point is X, and finally connect the triangle DXB."

Xie Lan's clumsy hand drew crooked lines on the picture, making the drawing messy.

He sighed, "The triangle DXB is the key triangle of this question. Next, according to Menelaus who has been practicing this morning...uh, Mei, Mei Niu..."

There was no sound at all, and Guo Ruize's voice trembled: "Menelaus' theorem!"

"Yes." Xie Lan felt relieved, "This is the theorem, and it is obviously proved."

The small classroom was eerily silent.

Xie Lan put down his hand, and slowly put the remote control mouse back on the podium table.

?

Didn't keep up?.

I don’t know? Who took the lead, suddenly someone applauded twice, and then everyone clapped their hands.Guo Ruize covered his mouth and said vaguely: "The Alliance of Enemies is defeated."

"What's the matter, boss? Thinking of making a round one?"

"Indeed, it is clearly provable. The question is, are these auxiliary lines too sloppy?"

"I would like to call it a work of the gods!"

"I would call it good fortune? Get us!"

"It's not enough to just take the third point, why? Do you have to make a circle?"

The car Ming patted the table and stood up, "Friends of the Ninth Middle School, the key is not the three-point point, but the intersection point of the circle and the BD. This point, this point, is the key——!”

Xie Lan stood on the stage expressionless, disgusted by his combination of Chinese and English.

It took a long time for the classroom to calm down. Teacher Liang sighed, "There is a way to not make a circle, but it is much more complicated than making a circle... This circle is really eye-catching... How did you think of it?" "Just..." Thank you Lan was a little taken aback by the question.

Even the auxiliary line, isn't it? Isn't it purely intuitive?

He looked back at the projection in a daze, trying to come up with a train of thought.

"Forget it, forget it." Teacher Liang waved his hand, "Go back? Well, there is such a thing as mathematical thinking, if it exists, it will not exist."

Guo Ruize whispered below: "You are not allowed to curse."

Teacher Liang said: "Everyone remember this solution first, I will change the standard answer in half a minute."

The crowd quieted down, everyone lowered their heads and began to take notes. Xie Lan walked off the stage quietly and passed Mr. Liang. Mr. Liang gave him a thumbs up.

"You old horses really found a treasure." He sighed in a low voice.

Finally, when get out of class was over at eight o'clock in the evening, Xie Lan's legs were numb from sitting.

The rain stopped outside, but the damp air was very fresh. Taking a deep breath and pouring it into the bottom of the lungs made people feel much more refreshed.

On the way home, Xie Lan took out his phone and clicked on Dou Sheng's Weibo.

Stay for a while.

"You posted? What?!"

The driving pony sneaked a glance at them in the rearview mirror.

Dou Sheng smiled and said, "I was overwhelmed by your heroic demeanor in solving the problem, so I couldn't help but take a short video to open everyone's horizons."

The video was secretly shot by Dou Sheng, and the camera had just exposed the tabletop, in a posture of looking up.In just 30 seconds, Xie Lan looked calm, raised his mummy-like arms, and clumsily and calmly connected to the auxiliary line.

Contrary to his indifference, the back of the head of more than 20 people trembling slightly in the silence.

Video title - "A battle-damaged violinist who can't solve competition problems is not a good cat"

Xie Lan: "..."

What's wrong with this title? I don't understand it.

There are already thousands of comments below.

- There is a new Lan cub sucking, it's really good

- What happened to Lan Zai's hand?!

-battle damage? !

- Don't panic, read the text, Douzi? Didn't you say it was a trick.

- Fuck this auxiliary line is so handsome!

- This competition student? The blood boils into the air!

-Damn it, Dou Zi? Why don't you post it? Xiao Pozhan, help Lan Zai to gain fans!

- Didn't you see it was a bean? Candid shot 2333

Xie Lan said speechlessly: "You are very free in class."

"Absolutely." Dou Sheng satisfactorily scrolled through the comments, "While you instantly? came up with this god-level solution, I also instantly?

Xie Lan resisted not rolling his eyes, "What about the next video? Have you thought about shooting it yet?"

Dou Sheng smiled? Hmm? "Already have an idea?" Xie Lan came to his senses all of a sudden, "What format do you plan to use? Eat and broadcast? ASMR? Or cooking?"

"What you said is too ordinary." Dou Sheng yawned casually, leaning his elbow on the car window, "If you want to do it, you have to do it the best. It must not only reflect the noble style of the nation, but also do it A top-notch program? ”

Xie Lan was a little moved when he heard this.

"Having this kind of self-motivation is already half the battle." He nodded sincerely, and patted Dou Sheng's leg, "Bai Da, this year must be it?!"

Eight o'clock on the weekend happened to be the peak traffic flow, and there was a bit of traffic jam on the road, and it was after nine o'clock when I got home.Xie Lan looked for scissors as soon as he entered the house? After removing the bandage, his arm was finally free.

He turned around only to find that Dou Sheng didn't follow in, but stood outside the door unpacking the courier.

A big cardboard box, Dou Sheng opened it and asked Xiao Ma, "My mother hasn't come back yet?"

Xiao Ma said: "Boss Zhao has an urgent business to discuss, come back on Wednesday, what's the matter?"

Dou Sheng said, "It's okay, when she comes back, she will help me find someone."

While talking, he peeled off the tape, opened the box?, and picked up the contents with a clatter.

Xie Lan stood on the stairs and glanced back. It was a yellow bag. It should be food, but I don't know what it was.

Dou Sheng passed by, Xie Lan saw his name.

Three words, I don't know the first one, King X.

Xie Lan was stunned, "What is this?"

"Snail King" Dou Sheng said, "Just a little snack, you haven't eaten it yet."

"Oh."

The name is a bit earthy, Xie Lan can't mention anything? Interested, "I washed up and went to sleep, I'm a little tired."

"Yeah." Dou Sheng didn't turn his head back. He went straight into his room, just about to push his feet back again, when he hooked the door back with his toes, he turned around and told him, "Be careful in the shower, don't fall into your hands."

"I got it." Xie Lan yawned and went back to the room.

Too sleepy, tossing and tossing all night yesterday, sitting for another day today, tired and numb.

The injury on the arm has long since ceased to hurt, leaving only a little swollen in vain. Is he serious? I suspect it was covered by a bandage.

Xie Lan took a shower and fell on the bed. He originally wanted to watch Dou Sheng's Weibo that secretly filmed him, but he fell asleep before opening the video.

When people are very tired, they sleep deeply.

Drowsy, I don't know how much time has passed, he seems to have dreamed of Dou Sheng again.But this time the dream had no images, only voices. Dou Sheng seemed to be deliberately suppressing his throat and speaking in a breathless voice.

"He is falling asleep now... He is very tired today, he slept deeply, and we started to challenge."

"Can you see it? I'll raise the dish rack higher."

"Don't laugh at the bullet screen. This is Guangxi's intangible cultural heritage. The theme of our test today is, how strong is the appeal of the blood of the motherland to overseas wanderers? Can the snail powder wake him up in his dreams?"

"Okay, I'm ready to lift the lid?"

What? Things are messed up.

Xie Lan turned over impatiently, trying to cut off the dream that had just emerged.

It worked, and the talking suddenly stopped.

He was about to resume his peaceful sleep when his nose suddenly moved.

What is the taste?……

……

What is the taste?? ? ?

It’s sour or not, it’s smelly or not, the sense of presence is very strong, like what? Some wonderful chemical reactions happened after the thing was covered for a long time...

That smell? It's getting stronger and stronger. Xie Lan closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then suddenly realized something was wrong.

It can't be his arm!

Suddenly there was a familiar sigh from behind, and a low voice said, "I'm still awake, poor little one, I'm exhausted."

Xie Lan turned his head sharply, opened his eyes, and saw a figure sitting on his bed in the darkness, and a small light with a strange angle beside him.

"Oh my..."

Without moving his heart, his feet were already far away. Before Xie Lan could react, he subconsciously kicked someone who was sitting on his bed with his back to him?

bang?!A large bowl full of weird "rice noodles" was spilled from the pony pony that Dou Sheng had placed beside the bed, and Dou Sheng fell from the bed to the floor, dripping a bowl of soup down the floor. The board spread, and he took two quick steps aside with incredible agility, not letting the soup soak his pajamas.

Xie Lan's heart was beating like thunder, and he said in shock: "What are you doing? What about you?! It's the middle of the night!"

Dou Sheng seemed to have stretched somewhere, and hissed to rescue the camera from the ground.

He faced the camera with a painful expression for two seconds, and then suddenly laughed wildly.

Laughing and coughing, he said: "Intangible cultural heritage successfully awakened the Chinese blood. It took 1 minute and 19 seconds. Everyone, I will turn off the phone first, and my ankle hurts. If you still like this video, don't forget to give it a thumbs up." I retweeted? There are a lot of barrage comments, and the most important thing is one-click three links. See you next time? Bye~”

"…………"

Xie Lan silently lifted the quilt.

Between him and Dou Sheng tonight? One must die.

The author has something to say: the whole egg house is flying like chickens and dogs.

Lazy chasing Doudan: How dare you eat sunflower seeds on my little bed, don't run away if you can!

Doudan turned around leisurely, and ran backwards: "I can't catch it, I can't catch it."

The lazy man is out of breath: run again!If we run again, we will divide the nest!

Huh?

Doudan slammed on the brakes.

How about splitting nests?It panicked: well, let you hit it.

Gently.It couldn't help but add: You agreed to give me a lot of ball love, you are so ruthless.