Million UP school god plays me every day

On the way to the classroom in the afternoon, Xie Lan noticed that Dou Sheng was walking with a limp.

The lameness was also strange—sometimes the left foot was limp, and sometimes the right foot was limp.Lame on flat ground, not lame on stairs.See the teacher lame, see the students not lame.

After returning to his seat, he finally couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with your feet?"

Dou Sheng was very calm, "I forgot about the tailbone. At noon, Hu Xiujie asked me if I was okay. It will take two days to act."

"..."

All the teachers are grading papers, and the afternoon classes have been transferred to self-study. The monitor, Dong Jingjing, informed that the school year rankings will be released tomorrow.

Amidst the wailing, Che Ziming leaned back, "Lan, I didn't realize until later, can your British stomach eat spicy food?"

"I can't eat it." Xie Lan lowered his head and turned out the textbook, "I won't order ribs in the future."

Che Ziming said, "I'm sorry, are you hungry now? I have bread here."

"It's okay." Xie Lan buried her head in writing, "I ate a box of snacks from Dou Sheng at noon."

"That's good." Che Ziming heaved a sigh of relief.

After a few seconds, he suddenly turned his head to look at Dou Sheng.

Dou Sheng propped his forehead with one hand, "What are you doing?"

"Did you share the food with him?!"

Dou Sheng said casually, "No points."

Immediately afterwards he said, "I sent the box directly, how can this be called points, it is free."

Che Ziming rolled his eyes on the spot.

When he turned back, Xie Lan stopped writing and said in a low voice, "It seems more than once."

Dou Sheng was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

"It was dirty buns at first, and you hadn't fought before." Xie Lan slowly organized his logic, "So I don't think you gave me food to bribe me, at least not that time, but because of some kind of guilty conscience. "

Dou Sheng looked a little stunned, and after looking at him for a while, he clicked his tongue, "The thinking is quite clear."

"I don't feel right all the time." Xie Lan began to tense, "What else happened that day?"

Dou Sheng remained silent for a long time.

Not only did he not make a sound, but he also lowered his head and took out a picture from his phone and threw it to him.

"Well, see for yourself."

Xie Lan was taken aback, "What?"

On the screen are two cats next to each other, one is Daju and the other is Milky White. Big Orange is licking Milky White with half-closed eyes, and Milky White is lying on the ground and spread out into a comfortable cat cake.

Dou Sheng only showed him for a while before taking the phone away.

"Understood, this is a Chinese tradition."

Xie Lan was stunned, "What tradition?"

Dou Sheng said slowly: "The tradition is that the big cat has always lived in the house, and the second cat came later. In order to show acceptance and status, the big cat has to lick the fur of the second cat. This is a kind of nature, even if the big cat doesn't usually love Lick other cats, but the second cat is an exception."

Xie Lan was silent for a few seconds, "It sounds very touching."

Dou Sheng nodded, "Yeah."

Xie Lan: "But what does it have to do with Chinese tradition?"

"It doesn't matter." Dou Sheng said frankly, "I thought it would be easier to fool you by adding this sentence."

Xie Lan: "..."

He still felt that Dou Sheng must have cheated him somewhere secretly.

Xie Lan looked through the dictionary while thinking about it, and it took an afternoon to compare the Chinese and English of the periodic table of chemical elements.His first small goal is to be able to read the nouns of chemical substances, as long as he sees "carbon dioxide" and knows that it is CO2.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class at five o'clock, and Dou Sheng woke up on time.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to ask Che Ziming, "Where are we going to eat?"

"The small dining table in Yangchang Lane, the same old style."

Dou Sheng hummed, "Who is it?"

"Dai You won't go today, the three of us will bring one more Xie Lan."

"What is the small dining table in Yangchang Lane?" Xie Lan couldn't help asking.

"Yangchang Lane is the pitch-black alley outside the west gate." Che Ziming got up and said, "The small dining table is opened in my home for students to eat. We basically have a cafeteria at noon and a small dining table at night."

There was music playing on the campus after five o'clock, and the students went to the cafeteria one by one, and the other to go outside the west gate.

Che Ziming said that there were countless small dining tables outside the west gate, and the one they were going to had the best food. The only disadvantage was that it was a bit far away and had to go through a narrow alley, but a few elders walked together without fear.

"Auntie said that there is still a non-spicy portion left in Malatang, so I just gave it to Xie Lan." Che Ziming texted the proprietress on the road, "But the buns are not steamed much, can the four of us eat three drawers?"

"It's okay." Dou Sheng said lightly, "You don't need to eat."

Che Ziming rolled his eyes in the dark, "You are called being generous to others."

Yangchang Lane is indeed a bit dark, thin and curved, really winding like sheep intestines.They walked in for about three or 400 meters before they could hear the school. The street lights gradually came into being when they entered the innermost part of the alley. The narrow road was strewn with dead leaves that had not been swept clean. The legendary residential building was not far away.

Dou Sheng, who was walking beside Xie Lan, suddenly paused.

"What's wrong?" Che Ziming glanced at him, "Are you still pretending to be lame here?"

Dou Sheng didn't make a sound, looked down at the ground, slowed down and walked quietly.

Xie Lan inexplicably felt that something was wrong, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced behind him.

--Nothing at all.

"That's not right, let's go back." Dou Sheng suddenly whispered.

The gate of the residential complex with street lights on was more than 100 meters away, and he walked a long way in the dark, but he said he wanted to go back.

Yu Fei straightened her back and put her elbows on Che Ziming's shoulders, "What's wrong?"

Dou Sheng said in a low voice, "When we first entered Yangchang Alley, there seemed to be someone behind us. At first, we didn't pay attention, but that person kept speeding up and chasing us. About 2 minutes ago, he turned around and turned back again, just like..." He paused for a while. , "Like just wanting to make sure we're going this way."

"Damn?" Che Ziming trembled, "2 minutes ago, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Dou Sheng thought about it: "I'm thinking about distributing the buns."

Xie Lan: "?"

Dou Sheng's eyes fell on the gate of the residential building not far away, "And at first I thought he would call for someone to come from behind, and we'll be fine if we go straight into the community, but—"

Before it was over, a sound of kicking a can suddenly came from the quiet and empty iron gate.

Xie Lan looked up, and saw three boys with mottled hair coming out from the other side of the iron gate.The goal is very clear, staring straight at Dou Sheng.

The face was not familiar, but the T-shirt covered with mysterious words was very familiar. Xie Lan was a little puzzled for a while, wondering whether the English taught in China was within his cognition range.

"Yeah, it's about Wang Gou." Yu Fei frowned impatiently and said, "It's so annoying, I knew I wouldn't eat with you tonight."

Miscellaneous No. [-] took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, Miscellaneous No. [-] lit him up.

He picked at Dou Sheng with his teeth on the cigarette, the smoke of inferior cigarettes filled his forehead, as if the top of his head was on fire.

"Are you Dou Sheng?" Miscellaneous Mao No. [-] asked, "You are the one who troubled Lei Zi?"

Dou Sheng stood on the spot, "Which one is Lei Zi, short-haired or long-haired?"

It turned out that he also distinguished the two in this way, Xie Lan couldn't help but say in his heart what a coincidence.

Miscellaneous Mao No. [-] yelled: "You care about so many dry balls, draw a line here today, and clean up what needs to be done."

Dou Sheng pondered for a while, "Is it an inch cut?"

Miscellaneous No. [-] squinted his eyes behind the smoke, "Have you seen us in Yingzhong?"

Dou Sheng said indifferently: "No. I just remembered that Changmao was performing all the time that day. Maybe those who talk less will get revenge afterwards."

Xie Lan had a flash of inspiration, and subconsciously asked, "Doesn't a dog that can bite bark?"

"Yes." Dou Sheng was a little surprised, "This sentence is all right, yes."

"Hold."

Miscellaneous Mao No. [-] dropped the cigarette, "Where's the guy from Yongping Street?"

"It's almost here." Miscellaneous No. [-] kicked his right foot impatiently, as if there was a mangy dog ​​lying on his ankle, and he was anxious to throw it off, or it might just be suffering from right foot hyperactivity.

"Don't wait, let's do it." Miscellaneous Mao No. [-] stomped out the cigarette butts on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and exposed the strong muscles on his upper arms.

Xie Lan was weighing in his mind the approximate level of these vicious people, whether they would show the Chinese Kungfu in the movie, when he saw Dou Sheng squatting down on the ground to pick up a handful from the corner of his eye, he picked up an irregular wooden board .

I don't know which old bungalow was left over from the demolition of the decoration materials. The wooden boards are full of wooden thorns. Seeing Dou Sheng holding it in the palm of his hand, Xie Lan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Maybe it's not that I'm upset, it's just that I can't explain clearly, the kind that I can't even explain in English.

The three on the opposite side rushed up, and Dou Sheng grabbed one of them by the neck with his free hand, and dragged the person from Xie Lan's direction to his front, while the wooden plank in the other hand flew out, spinning a few times in the air. Zhou, hit the other shoulder dullly.

The board fell to the ground and was picked up by Yu Fei instead.Compared with his usual dejected appearance, Yu Fei was a different person, his face was full of rage, he turned his wrist impatiently, and his arm was raised violently, the muscles on his thin arm protruded, like a little boy in Contra. The man turned on the berserk mode, made a thunderbolt combo, and lashed out with a wooden plank.

Xie Lan was a little dumbfounded. He never expected Fadou... No, it was like this when Yu Fei was not depressed, and he felt a little powerful.

Che Ziming just pulled his arm to the side with all his strength, and said tremblingly, "These three are real social people, what the hell, how did you know this group of people?!"

Looking at the situation on the field, Xie Lan felt that the two sides were equally balanced, and it might even be that his side was stronger. The main reason was that Yu Fei was really good at fighting, and the more he hit, the faster and harder he was. He was constantly breaking through in speed and strength. How sleepy he was usually, at this time Just how manic.

"Has Yu Fei learned anything?"

"Ah." Che Ziming said, "He seems to have said that he is close to the seventh-dan level of Sanda, a young green dragon in the world."

"..."

Although I can't understand it, it seems to be very powerful.

Not long after, Yu Fei seized the opportunity to turn around and sweep his legs to sweep away No. [-] miscellaneous hair. The wooden board hit the calf hard, and No. [-] fell to the ground on the spot, hugging his calf and writhing in pain.

Number three was also beaten to the ground by Dou Sheng, and number one took two steps back gasping heavily, staring at Yu Fei.

Xie Lan suddenly felt something was wrong.

They didn't take advantage of it, but they didn't leave. Combined with what they said just now, it's hard not to think that there is a backup.

Xie Lan was hesitating whether to call Dou Sheng and the others to run, when he heard footsteps behind him.

Some are not in a hurry or reluctantly, it doesn't seem like they are rushing to fight.

When Xie Lan turned his head, the visitor raised his eyes, and their gazes collided, and they were all taken aback.

Che Ziming exclaimed, "What a mess, are you getting involved with them?"

Chen Ge.

Dou Sheng and Yu Fei were also obviously stunned. Dou Sheng lowered his hand holding the board, staring at Chen Ge with a frown.

This is the first time that Xie Lan felt such strong negative emotions in Dou Sheng's eyes. Even yesterday in the staff toilet, he was indifferent. It doesn't look calm like now, but when he is calm, he suppresses a murderous intent. .

"Go." Dou Sheng pointed at Chen Ge with the tip of the wooden board: "Get out of here, I'll pretend I didn't see you."

Chen Ge broke out of his dazed state, and snorted, "It's really a member of the fourth class with a high moral character."

"You're fucking in Class [-]!" Che Ziming roared, "You haven't left yet!"

"I'm not from Class [-]." Chen Ge said in a low voice, "I haven't been here for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head sharply, and almost at the same time, Dou Sheng subconsciously pulled Xie Lan aside, and Chen Ge rushed over from a few meters away with a flying kick, kicking away the knife that came behind them.

Yu Fei cursed, turned around to block with his left hand, put Za Mao's right shoulder on his right shoulder, twisted his right arm to the left, and threw him over his shoulder.

The human body made a dull sound when it hit the ground, and Changmao lost his voice for a long time before he recovered, pointed at Chen Ge and said angrily, "Will Yongping Street send you garbage like you here for a shift?"

Rotation, this is the first time Xie Lan heard this word, and he has learned a lot.

Chen Ge paused, "Which street is Yong? I don't know it, I haven't heard of it, I just passed by."

"Don't be so fucking pretending! What's your name?"

In the distance, another person who had been knocked down a few minutes ago and hadn't stood up shouted, "It seems to be called Chen!"

Dou Sheng said, "Chen Xiujie, Class [-] and [-] of Yingzhong High School, welcome to choose, remember."

Xie Lan: "?"

Chen Ge: "..."

Za Mao No. [-] exchanged glances with his companions and reached a consensus.

"...fuck. You guys wait for me, and you, Yongping Street Chen Xiujie, I have to settle this account with your street boss."

The harsher the words, the faster the person ran, and he disappeared in a short time.

Che Ziming took a deep breath, "Fortunately, the herring is here today, otherwise we would be cold."

"Yeah." Dou Sheng threw the wooden plank to the ground beside him, and glanced at Chen Ge amidst the crisp sound of hitting the ground, "It's a good thing that the thugs who came up to take turns mutinied."

Chen Ge didn't even lift his eyelids, still looking down at the ground in the distance, paused for a moment, turned around and walked in the same direction as when he came and went.

"Speak clearly!" Che Ziming seemed to have fired a firecracker, and was about to rush forward immediately.

However, Dou Sheng stretched out his hand to stop him, turned his head and watched Chen Ge's figure disappear, and after a long time, said in a low voice.

"You can't help him." He said softly, "There are some things that no one can help."

The violence in Yu Fei's eyes subsided, and he turned back to a somewhat sluggish and sleepy look, he hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to pat Dou Sheng's shoulder.

Che Ziming sighed, "That's what you said, but didn't you also say that you were inspired by someone when you stepped out?"

"It can't be compared." Dou Sheng said in a low voice: "My business is different from his nature."

Xie Lan turned to look at him.

They were playing charades again, maybe because he had just known them for two days, or maybe it was simply because his Chinese was not good, he often couldn't figure out these charades.

He just felt that, under the gloomy night, Dou Sheng's side face looked a little too deserted.

But Dou Sheng quickly put away that quiet demeanor, glanced back at him, and was about to say something when his gaze inadvertently fell on his rolled up sleeves, and he suddenly frowned.

"You got hit? When?" He came over and pulled Xie Lan's wrist, lightly poked the two slightly swollen purlins on his arm, and hissed, "It's over, Ms. Zhao Wenying has to abolish me .”

Xie Lan was silent.

He silently glanced at Che Ziming, who clasped his hands behind Dou Sheng's back and begged for mercy on the spot.

Should I tell Dou Sheng that Che Ziming was too scared to dig out these two purlins for him?