Million UP school god plays me every day

Hu Xiujie only used 21 words, which gave Xie Lan a nightmare.

He has seen too many strange jokes. He dreamed that Hu Xiujie was chasing him with a 40-meter-long machete, and he was allowed to sprint 39 meters. Every time he was killed, he was dragged back to the starting line and started again. .

The next day, Xie Lan stood silently in the office, looking at the cold-faced Yan Luo in front of him, Xie Lan couldn't help suspecting that there was a knife behind her.

"What are you looking at?" Hu Xiujie raised his eyebrows, "What are you always looking behind me for?"

Xie Lan looked away lazily, "Teacher, I feel very guilty."

Hu Xiujie stared at him, "I haven't trained you yet!"

Xie Lan opened her mouth: "...Oh."

It was already very hot in the afternoon in mid-May, and the air conditioner was not turned on in the office, making people sweaty.

There was no wind outside the window, but there was a heat rushing into the house.Dou Sheng, who was leaning against the window, listened quietly to the training, but his eyes fell lightly on the petals of the sycamore outside the window, as if in a trance.

"Be serious with me!"

Hu Xiujie's voice suddenly rose an octave, "Whether you are a million or ten million fans, you have to behave properly! If I didn't see you on a whim, I wouldn't know you are so ugly!"

Dou Sheng turned his gaze back when he heard the words, switched his form in a second, bowed his head skillfully, "The teacher is right in criticizing, there will be no next time."

He paused and said in a low voice: "But don't squat on my live broadcast, really, it is easy to arouse conflicts between teachers and students."

Hu Xiujie gave him a gouged look, then turned to Xie Lan again.

Xie Lan froze, and automatically turned on the repeat mode: "The teacher is right, and I won't do it again."

"You two..." Hu Xiujie glanced back and forth between their faces, hesitant to speak.

Inexplicably, Xie Lan felt guilty.

He tried his best to keep his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and he heard Dou Sheng calmly ask from the side, "What's wrong with us?"

Hu Xiujie was a little hesitant, and squinted slightly to look at them for a long time, but finally said nothing.

She waved her hands irritably, "Always ask me to forgive, what's the result? I won't criticize Xie Lan, she has been making progress, and she is about to take the third monthly exam, and her recent review status is also very good, what about you? Can you give me Take an attitude?"

Xie Lan doesn't understand the last sentence. In his perception, attitude is an abstract ranking. How to "take" it out?

He subconsciously glanced at Dou Sheng.

Dou Cheng smiled when he heard the words, picked up the schoolbag at his feet and said, "I knew you had to say that, so I brought my attitude."

Hu Xiujie looked surprised: "Bring it? What?"

Xie Lan also glanced at the bag.

It was probably a notebook and a pen. Just now when Dou Sheng came with a bag, he guessed that Dou Sheng was ready to write a [-]-word self-criticism here.

But soon, it proved that his understanding of Dou Sheng was not deep enough.

Under Hu Xiujie's eyes, Dou Sheng leisurely unzipped his schoolbag and took out a set of high-quality JK uniforms.

The sun shines on the uniform through the window, and the color scheme of white and milk coffee is very gentle, shining with a girlish air.It has been ironed overnight, without a trace of wrinkles, and you can enjoy silky smoothness with a light touch.

Dou Sheng put on the uniform with both hands, "Teacher, I decided to give this uniform to you."

Hu Xiujie's pupils trembled: "What??"

"Give it to you!" Dou Sheng bowed, "This is the testimony of my fans' achievements, and it is also the crystallization of your painstaking efforts to cultivate me, please accept it!"

Hu Xiujie: "???"

When leaving the office, Xie Lan couldn't help turning her head several times to make sure that Hu Xiujie wasn't fooled.

Standing outside the door, Dou Sheng skillfully put his left hand in his pocket, raised his right hand and waved at Hu Xiujie.

His expression was casual, but his tone was very kind, "Teacher, I look forward to seeing you put it on. I will die without regret."

There was no answer from the room.

A moment of dementia appeared in Hu Xiujie's sharp and steady eyes.

After walking all the way, Dou Sheng put his hand on Xie Lan's shoulder, his arm trembling.

Xie Lan glanced at him blankly, seeing

He bent over laughing.

"Hahahaha, Lao Hu has never been hurt like this in his life." Dou Sheng wiped a little smile from the corner of his eyes, "Can you imagine? If Lao Hu dressed as JK, the principal would come to take a group photo."

Hu Xiujie is actually in good shape, and it's easy to wear a JK uniform.

But that scene...was truly terrifying.

Xie Lan shivered on a hot day, frowned and slapped Dou Sheng's hand away, "Are you annoying?"

Dou Sheng asked confidently, "If I don't give the teacher a gift, can we escape the tiger's mouth so quickly?"

Xie Lan: "..."

Redefine gift giving to teachers.

While there was still a lunch break, they planned to go out and buy lunch.Under the bright sun, Dou Sheng yawned lazily, "This is called the savior. As long as you are with Douzi, you can save yourself from danger. Hey, there is a Chinese character with Douzi on the left and Ann on the right. This word is simply for I designed it."

Xie Lan made up his mind when he heard the words, and shook his head honestly, "I don't know."

"Of course you don't know him anymore." Dou Sheng tapped lightly on his collarbone with his finger, "Just Nian Dou."

Xie Lan read it silently, "What do you mean?"

"Let's think of it as a collective noun." Dou Sheng muttered, "A collection of beautiful and happy events in the world, including the rain after a long drought, meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land, wedding night in the bridal chamber, and the time of being named on the gold list."

Xie Lan sighed and nodded, "Sure enough, the Chinese is concise, which is pretty good."

Dou Sheng leaned on his shoulder and smiled softly, not knowing what he was laughing at.

Just as Xie Lan was about to ask, he heard his voice muffled under her neck and whispered: "Boyfriend, you are so cute."

The sun was shining so brightly that the tips of Xie Lan's ears burned.

They walked around the side of the laboratory building and stood at the base of the windowless wall.At noon on Saturday, the campus was empty, and the wind blew the soft petals of the sycamore tree. Dou Sheng first pinched Xie Lan's chin, and then leaned over to kiss him.

The sunlight made Xie Lan close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he took a big breath of air again, and he felt that his hands and feet were a little weak.

The wind passed by one after another, it should be cooler.

His neck and cheeks were even redder.

At the end of May, the third monthly exam for the second year of English-Chinese senior high school ended.

Xie Lan went all out during the week of the exam, but Dou Sheng was still leisurely as usual, and even cut out the video of the basketball game of Class [-] and posted it the night before the exam.

Xie Lan didn't care about station B. She didn't remember that there was such a new video until after the exam on Friday and on the way home from school.

"The Profound Meaning of the Owl is the Eternal Spirit | The Record of the Summer Basketball Game of Class [-] and [-] of Yinghua High School"

The title is black and white with no BGM, but if you turn up the volume of the earphones, you can hear the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, which is the phoenix tree in English.

"When the plane first landed, I didn't expect to meet them.

This group of people is so lively, like the bubbles rising in the soda water in the afternoon, and also like the sunny day I have never seen in London on the day of returning to China—by Xie Lan"

"The above was written by Douzi for me, my Chinese is not that good—by the real Xie Lan"

The subtitles dissipated, and the sound of the violin gradually changed from a weak crescendo to a flaming allegro.

The shots are interspersed smoothly, and it is the moment when countless fourth-class players flicker, move, and leap.The basketball imitates the heartbeat and hits the ground, the ground in the camera zooms in and out, the rhythm is random, the snow-white sneakers rub against the concrete floor, and a piece of light blue skirt flashes amidst the constant shouting And pass.

The storyboard was evenly distributed to each player——Yu Fei flew forward with a world-weary face and dunked with one hand, the muscles on his slender arms bulged, and the basketball hoop swayed violently like leaves in the wind.Dou Sheng was running under the scorching sun, sweat hanging on his hair tips, glowing in the sun, he took off lightly outside the three-point line, sent the ball into the net with his wrist, leaving an orange arc in the air.After Wang Gou fell, he gritted his teeth and braced himself up. Chen Ge turned around and passed four people straight to the inside to score...

More than ten hours of material, in the end only 8 minutes into a film, but every frame is the essence.

Xie Lan looked at the crazily rising data in the background of Station B.

There seemed to be a bottleneck when I got millions of fans on Youtube, but maybe it was at station B

The types of content have been broadened a lot, but fans are getting more and more fierce.

Class [-] of Yinghua stayed in Bilibili’s recommendation search for two days. Hu Xiujie didn’t say anything, but he showed off to the teacher next door for a long time in the weekend physics competition class, and even put the video on the projection for everyone to relax and watch between classes.

The class frantically frantically played the news, everyone was busy carrying this video, and the next dozen or so screens of the circle of friends were all the same link.

-Cheerilee: I am so handsome in the few shots brought to me

-Dong Jingjing: Don't worry, there is also a close-up of Chen Ge

-Feng Miao: Girls are so eye-catching

-Vincent: Of course, the girls in our class are all top

- Crystal Dong: Yo

-Wang Gou: I sent it to my grandma, and I'm on TV!

-Liu Yixuan: You are the best! /Owl tilts head

-Cherry: Spirit! !

Various owl emoticons have been bombarded for N rounds, and Xie Lan also posted a cute and cute owl flapping its wings.

-Dong Jingjing: The name of the owl hit station B, thanks to the two big brothers

-Crystal Dong: @病给满满@豆子医生

-Dong Crystal: Huh?

-Liu Yixuan: Is your nickname a bit wrong...

-Cherry: What's wrong?

- Herring: Want to be a real brother?

-Cherry: □□Why does it seem like a good match, please help me

- Dai You: Or do a blood test

-Mao Lengxue: The boys above are really...

-Dong Crystal: ...I just smiled and said nothing

-Liu Yixuan: ...then I also smile

Xie Lan felt guilty looking at the phone, so he simply put the phone away.

It took him a long time before he said, "Why don't you change your name?"

"Huh?" Dou Sheng raised his head, his eyes narrowed, "Why?"

Xie Lan glanced at him, then turned her head speechlessly.

Dou Sheng smiled lowly, "Then what should I change? How about a good cure?"

Xie Lan: "..."

Dou Sheng rested his chin on his hand and thought for a while, "The medicine is cured?"

"..."

"Then, the good medicine tastes bitter?" Dou Sheng smiled, pasted it close to Xie Lan's ear and whispered, "Is it not bitter? I ate chocolate in advance last night."

"..."

Xie Lan pushed against his chest, "Get lost."

Damn it, Dou Sheng is so annoying.

In the third monthly exam, Xie Lan felt that he did well in the exam.

This time the language is a little difficult, the ancient poems are very obscure and basically useless; there is also a modern essay that is too vague, and the whole text is incomprehensible.But Xie Lan felt that the composition was well written this time. For the first time, he wrote 37 words and divided it into four small paragraphs. It is estimated that the composition alone can get at least [-] and [-] points, and the total score of Chinese is [-].

There were no grades in the self-study on Sunday night, and on Monday morning, the school year rankings were posted directly in the corridor.

Xie Lan ran over to check the score, and Dou Sheng returned to the top of the list with a total score of 731.

Xie Lan was ranked 215 last time, this time he directly looked within two hundred, roughly scanned, and sure enough, he got it.

The rankings are on the right, and he strokes from right to left—the school year progressed 40 places, ranking 175th, 267th in science and comprehensive subjects, 139 points higher than last time, English 150, the same, mathematics 59, the same, Chinese [-]...

Um?Or 59?

Xie Lan was stunned for a while, and Dou Sheng asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say that you can pass [-] in Chinese this time?"

"Yeah..." Xie Lan frowned, "The composition is off topic again? Less than [-] points?"

Should not be ah.

Che Ziming was beside him and said, "Chen Ge is flying so fast."

Xie Lan heard the words and continued to look back. The last time Chen Ge was [-] in the school year, this time it was [-], and he was already very close to him.

"It's only been less than a month, and he's still been playing for a week." Dai You clicked his tongue, flexed his wrist, and said with a smile, "Shuangjie from Class [-] is really terrifying."

The morning self-study bell rang, and several people walked back while discussing the scores, and Dou Sheng whispered when he got to his seat: "Don't be unhappy, wait for the papers.

Send it down to find the problem. "

"I'm not unhappy." Xie Lan sighed, "It's just a little strange, it shouldn't be this point. Could it be that the ancient poems are filled in the blanks with typos?"

No, this time I just got a few essays that he was very proficient in dictation.He has clear requirements for himself, reading extracurricularly as he pleases, and he must get full points if he can get by rote memorization.

The representatives of each subject came down to collect homework, and Che Ziming had to collect an extra competition training paper. When Dong Jingjing received it, he said, "What's wrong with you?"

Xie Lan glanced over there subconsciously, Dong Jingjing got up from the table, said something in a low voice, and pulled out the paper for him.

Her eye sockets were a little red, and the car was stunned for a while before walking back without asking any more questions.

Dou Sheng said in a low voice, "Chen Ge is probably leaving soon."

"Huh?" Xie Lan turned his head blankly.

He paused for a while before remembering that when he went out to play, Chen Ge said that he would leave City H.

Xie Lan asked, "Where is he going?"

Dou Sheng shook his head, "I didn't ask, and he probably didn't want to say it either. The conditions at home are like that, so it's impossible to go up, so I just want to find a small place to get up and pass the college entrance examination quietly."

Xie Lan frowned, "What does it mean when the cat gets up?"

Dou Sheng laughed when he heard this, "Just hide, like a phoenix tree, and lie motionless in the corner, so as not to attract others' attention."

Xie Lan's eyes lit up, "This expression is very good, very concise, the same as the word you taught me last time."

"Huh?" Dou Sheng asked casually while flipping through his homework: "What word did I teach you last time?"

"It's the word dou that represents the four major happy events." Xie Lan grabbed a pen and wrote "Dou'an" on the calculation paper between the two of them.

Dou Sheng snorted, and said with a smile, "I was teasing you last time."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and handed in a homework, but when he turned around, he saw Xie Lan's expression was frozen.

Dou Sheng asked, "What's wrong?"

Xie Lan: "...?"

Words cannot describe Xie Lan's shock at this moment.

Shock mixed with confusion.

In the confusion, there is a trace of desire to destroy.

And a little scared.

Want to escape back to London.

The class bell just rang, and Lao Qin walked into the classroom with a thick stack of Chinese scrolls, "The class representative will help me close the door."

He put the papers on the podium table with a bang, and directly picked up the top one, "Xie Lan."

The owls were keenly aware of something, turned their heads one by one, and gave Xie Lan small eyes of sympathy and expectation.

Xie Lan's expression was empty, and he whispered for a long time: "Xie Lan doesn't seem to be here."

Lao Qin smiled, "Really?"

He flipped to the composition paper, "The topic of this composition is four words: joy in the world. Xie Lan's composition structure has improved a lot. There are four angles: the long drought, the title of the gold list, the bridal chamber, and the encounter with the old man. Although it is old-fashioned, it is also safe. It stands to reason that this composition can get 38 points, or even 25 points, but in the end it only got [-] points."

Xie Lan stared blankly at the dust in the air, trying hard not to hear.

Dou Sheng was shocked beside him and said, "You...you don't know how to write that word, do you?"

Xie Lan smiled lightly at the void, and whispered, "I don't mean to kill you, do I?"

Lao Qin continued to wonder: "But your composition runs through a word that the senior three language group does not know from the beginning to the end. There is a bean on the left and an on the right. What does this word read?"

The class suddenly exploded, and everyone talked about it.

"A bean on the left, and an on the right?" Che Ziming frowned and wondered, "Is this a word?"

Under Lao Qin's thirsty gaze, Xie Lan's Adam's apple twitched, and he said stiffly, "Nian Dou."

"Dou?" Old Qin paused, "What do you mean?"

Dou Sheng rested his forehead with one hand to prevent others from seeing his expression, and began to pinch his thigh.

He quickly wrote a line and pushed it over: Kill me, I plead guilty and bring justice to justice.

Xie Lan glanced down at the line of characters, and sneered, with the fearless contempt of the character creator.

"It is said that it is a collection of happy events in the world."

"Oh—" Lao Qin suddenly realized,

"No wonder the title of your composition is called: Dou An in the World"

Amidst the bewildered laughter of the whole class, Xie Lan crushed Dou Sheng's feet under the table.

"Do you know what day it is?" he asked in a low voice.

Dou Sheng hummed, with a calm tone, "My death date."

Xie Lan smiled, "Yeah. The dormitory table is pretty cool, it's hot, so you can sleep on the table tonight."

"Okay, no problem, you can still straighten your waist." Dou Sheng responded immediately, "What else is there to arrange?"

Xie Lan continued to smile, "The Xinhua Dictionary doesn't understand."

"Understood." Dou Sheng nodded, "I'll copy a copy for you."

Finally, when the Chinese get out of class was over, the classroom was full of joy and laughter as usual. Some people came out to eat their unfinished breakfast, and more people stood on the newly posted report card in front of the classroom and continued to read the rankings.

The back door was also noisy, Xie Lan was watching Dou Sheng copying the dictionary with cold eyes, listening to Wang Gou and Che Ziming standing at the back door practicing cross talk, and after listening for a while, the two suddenly fell silent.Then the silence radiated from the back door into the classroom, and after a while, the whole class fell silent.

It was different from Hu Xiujie's sudden appearance, there was no breath of death.

The people in front all turned their heads to look at the back door.

Chen Ge was standing at the back door of Mathematics A, with a bulging schoolbag and two school uniform jackets on his arms.

I haven't seen him since the basketball game. He shaved his head short, and his head is full of short stubble.

The room was silent, only he smiled easily.

"Long time no see, everyone."

After two seconds of sluggishness, everyone greeted each other one after another.

Chen Ge said, "I'm leaving today, and I've made a transfer to take a picture."

Dai You subconsciously asked, "What are you filming?"

"Come in directly, don't stand around outside."

"That's right, they're all from my own family."

"Where are you going, Brother Chuan?"

"That's right, tell us so we can go play with you."

"Is the college entrance examination still coming?"

Chen Ge smiled, "I won't come back after the college entrance examination, maybe we won't see each other until after the college entrance examination."

With his belongings, he strode from the corridor to the front door, across the podium, and on a cell phone with a cracked screen, he took a careful photo of the report card next to the blackboard.

From the first test in the first year of high school, I took pictures one by one until the placement test this semester.

There are also four stickers on the top of the report card: Hundreds of battles.

"Ah, what do we want you to do then?"

"Yeah, you don't miss us?"

Chen Ge put the phone back into his trouser pocket, "I think you should just watch the video of Dou Zi and Xie Lan, if you miss me... just think about it."

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and Chen Ge also smiled lightly. He was about to leave after taking a picture, passing Dong Jingjing's desk, and casually put an owl doll with a Pride round card on her desk, and said in a low voice : "Help me keep it, thank you."

Dong Jingjing didn't say a word, and put the things into her schoolbag.

"Let's go. Next year's college entrance examination, Class [-], come on."

Chen Ge stood at the door of the class, settled down, turned around and waved at everyone.

"Everyone, see you at the summit."