Million UP school god plays me every day

At the end of dinner time, there was an eye-catching notice on the bulletin board in the corridor.

"Notification and Punishment of Fu Ding and Wang Zhengye's Campus Bullying in Class 11, Senior Secondary School", written in black and white, covered with a bright red school seal.

"Hu Xiujie acted fast enough this time." Che Ziming said, "Remember the demerit and observe it, the punishment is not light."

Dou Sheng glanced at the piece of paper, "No one should mention what happened tonight. We will be divided into shifts tomorrow. Don't make trouble for him."

Xie Lan knew that this "he" refers to Chen Ge.

There were two sessions of self-study in the evening of the second year of high school, each one hour, until the school bell rang and Chen Ge finally showed up, leaned in from the back door and dragged away his crumbling schoolbag.

When he bent over to stand up, Xie Lan saw the bruise at the corner of his right eye through his messy hair.

He threw the bag over his shoulder, and the moment he turned around, Dong Jingjing suddenly called out: "Chen Ge!"

The originally noisy class was silent for a moment, as if all the previous neglect and excitement were some kind of whitewash.

Chen Ge paused, "What are you doing?"

Dong Jingjing took a deep breath, "I haven't divided into classes yet, why did you study by yourself at night? Tomorrow's big list will come out, and you are not the only one who has to leave. You are the only one who cleans up in advance, and everyone's hearts are disturbed."

"Really." Chen Ge said coldly: "Is my walking the same as the others? Can you find out which one is going to the last class?"

The voice fell, and the originally silent classroom became completely dead silent.

Chen Ge helped his schoolbag, glanced back at her, and turned around quickly.

"Sorry, the words are too heavy." He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "That's it, I wish everyone... each blooms, and go to a higher place."

The thin and sharp figure disappeared at the back door. Dong Jingjing looked down at the phone, and a few big tears burst out of her eyes. She sobbed uncontrollably and fell on the table.

Xie Lan clicked on the fourth class, and sure enough, he saw a light gray system reminder.

"Chen Ge." Has left the group chat.

Xie Lan didn't recover from the heavy empathy until he walked out of the teaching building and let the cold wind hit his face.

He asked Dou Sheng in a low voice: "What's going on with Chen Ge?"

Dou Sheng hesitated to speak, but Che Ziming sniffed at the side and said, "Hey, there's nothing you can't say. He was ranked second in the city in the high school entrance examination. He used to be an existence comparable to Douzi's fourth class double hero. He studies well and plays well. , and got close to our squad leader, we almost got together. As a result, his father had an accident, and his family was ruined."

Xie Lan paused, "Did you get sick and passed away?"

Dou Sheng whispered: "It's not that simple."

Che Ziming said in a low voice, "His father was sentenced to life for drug trafficking, leaving his wife and children with only a bunch of enemies. His mother fell seriously ill after a few times of tossing around. In short, he just learned a word. Damn, I'm going crazy just talking about it." Oh, why does God play tricks on people like this!"

Xie Lan was stunned when he heard that, the cold wind hit his back, making him shiver.

The matter of Chen Ge made him a little heavy. Although he only came to the fourth shift for two days, he seemed to have miraculously overcome the language barrier and empathized with this group of owls.

As soon as he got home and put down his schoolbag, a message suddenly came from the group, which made Xie Lan switch from mild sadness to deep speechlessness.

-Crystal: @文艺古 forgot to say, the chemistry teacher asked you to go to him for self-study tomorrow morning.

Dou Sheng glanced at the phone and said happily, "Why do I feel like you're going to finish?"

Xie Lan looked up at him gloomily, then picked up her schoolbag and went upstairs.

Dou Cheng walked behind his heels, and said slowly: "Do you want Big Cat to accompany you and help you explain things to the teacher that you don't know how to read?"

"No need." Xie Lan quickened his pace with a cold face, "Catch your mouse."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone vibrated again.

- Ke Song: I also forgot... Xie Lan, the English teacher also asked you to go to her tomorrow morning for self-study, you can see how the time is arranged.

Xie Lan: "..."

-Vincent: Oh, what a coincidence, isn't it, Xie Lan, early self-study, biology teacher, understand?

The class that had been silent all night suddenly came to life, and there was a round of owl rolling and laughing, and then someone asked a question, and this group of elite students started discussing as usual.

The happiness is all theirs.

Xie Lan was the only one suffering.

Dou Sheng said cheerfully in the back: "I'm exhausted, why don't I just get one for you, let's divide chemistry and biology?"

"If you don't talk, you will share the burden for me." Xie Lan refused indifferently.

He couldn't help but wonder how he could feel that this person sounded comfortable when he met him on the first day?Obviously, it makes people want to look for knives everywhere.

As soon as the bedroom door was closed, the world was finally quiet.

Xie Lan took a shower, sat in front of the desk with wet hair, and dug out the compound that was half memorized.

A sycamore leaf fell out of the notebook. It was still the one that Dou Sheng played in class. On one side was written "Filial piety leads to strength" and on the other side was written "Only a hundred million points away". Throw away the stuff, plug in the earphones and start studying.

His playlist is basically anime songs, and he has released many violin interpretations.During Xiao Langjing's two years in the hospital, he uploaded a video every week in order to give her hope in the hospital. It became popular very quickly, and by the time Xiao Langjing left, he had already gained more than 300 million fans.

Fast forward to another two years, and now Xie Lan still receives messages from fans from time to time asking why he suddenly stopped posting videos. But he didn't care about the loud voices.

It took Xie Lan more than an hour to memorize each Chinese character for the seemingly simple two-page "Summary of Nitrogen-Containing Compounds" in the teaching materials.After reciting, I stretched my waist, picked up the cup and went out to find water to drink.

Zhao Wenying was not at home, the entire second floor was dark, and there was no light under Dou Sheng's door, probably asleep.

Xie Lan walked lightly, holding the cup and going downstairs in the dark.

On the first floor, only the entrance hall had left a light for the hostess who was socializing on a daily basis. Xie Lan used that light to find the kitchen, and was feeling the wall to find the light switch, when a low voice suddenly sounded from the entrance.

"I don't even know what to say. You guys are dumbfounded and understand. You guys are stupid, but four videos must be released. Do you know? Today we will vlog in four dialects, and I will take you late at night. Go to Kekeeti School."

Xie Lan: "..."

It sounds like Dou Sheng's voice, but the words don't seem to be human.Like Chinese, Japanese, or even German, anyway, Xie Lan couldn't understand a single word, and once suspected that Dou Sheng was memorizing the bottom few lines of the periodic table of chemical elements.

He put down his water glass and walked over silently.

Dou Sheng was sitting on the entry shoe cabinet to put on his shoes, holding a camera in his hand, and turned the screen over to record himself.

Xie Lan silently walked into the camera from behind him.

"woc!!"

Dou Sheng threw the camera away directly, if it wasn't for the rope hanging around his neck, another one would be broken.

"..." Xie Lan was confused, "You are too easily scared, right?"

Dou Sheng glared at him: "Do you know how terrifying the moment in the camera was? If this was a live broadcast, I would send hundreds of people away."

"Send it away?" Xie Lan didn't understand, "Where are you going?"

"Hell of hell!" Dou Sheng lost his temper, turned his head and became angry again, "Hey, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

"I should ask you that." Xie Lan glanced at him, "Which language did you speak just now?"

"The Chinese you admire." Dou Sheng put on his shoes, "I'm trying to make a dialect mix-and-match video. I learned Shaanxi accent, Shanghai accent, Sichuan accent, and Guangdong accent from the Internet. The people who live on the land of ten thousand square kilometers are the whole Chinese nation with just one mouth."

What big rivers and rivers, what Chinese nation, Xie Lan was stunned when he heard it, carefully savored it, and had to admit that he was a little surprised.

"It's very meaningful, what are you going to shoot?"

Dou Sheng snapped his fingers after receiving the compliment, "The main thing is to pat the school, do you want to go together?"

It was almost eleven o'clock at night.

But Xie Lan said yes without hesitation.

It takes only ten minutes to drive from home to school.The night view is very beautiful. You can see the other side of the city along the river. Compared with this side, there are less bustling high-rise buildings. The old city has a simple and down-to-earth charm.

There was a slight mechanical sound of the lens zooming around, and Xie Lan suddenly remembered something.

"Didn't you only record ASMR, and you didn't appear on camera?"

Dou Sheng paused while fiddling with the camera, and then said casually, "Shouldn't I try to overcome the shyness of the camera? I'll just take a picture myself and don't upload it. Thinking like this will reduce a lot of pressure."

Xie Lan said, "Understood."

In fact, he can understand this kind of mood, and he doesn’t like to be in the mirror. Before making videos, he would choose to use a projector to project a dynamic wallpaper on the wall when the light and shadow of the sunset room were dim. He stood between the projector and the wall. While playing the violin, the camera shoots towards the wall, and there is only a shadow of playing the violin standing quietly in the fluctuating light and shadow in the lens.

Later, Xie Lan felt that this atmosphere was too ethereal, so he put a small table in the close view of the camera, and put a sycamore leaf on the table, which was the sycamore leaf that Xiao Langjing recalled every day in his hospital bed when he was a child.

Xie Lan lost his mind, and when he came back to his senses, he had already arrived at the school. Dou Sheng opened the door and got off the car, and babbled inhuman language into the camera again.

It sounds inhuman, Xie Lanxin said, it has the essence of traditional culture and deserves respect.

The security guards limited them to come out within 10 minutes.The campus was very quiet in the middle of the night. At a glance, the bishop, assistant teachers, laboratory building, and administrative building were all silent in the dark. Only a few lights were on in the dormitory building in the distance.

After Dou Sheng finished speaking a string of inhumane words, he switched to Mandarin and said to Xie Lan: "Go directly to the administrative building, it's especially good for night scenes."

This is the first time for Xie Lan to come to the administrative building. When I entered, I found that it was different from what I imagined. The first to sixth floors were opened in the middle, with landscape trees planted, and the corridors were circular. Looking up, there would be an illusion of infinite space.

While waiting for the elevator, Dou Sheng took the camera and introduced to the glass showcase behind him. Xie Lan couldn't understand, but he could follow Dou Sheng's camera to judge where he was introducing.

Behind the glass cabinet on the left is a group photo of each class of students for admission and graduation. The group photo for admission is taken by class. Dou Sheng searched for a long time, and finally pointed to one of them in the camera, "Brother, I was hungry a year and a half ago He also looks so handsome."

Xie Lan recognized everyone in Class [-] at a glance.

The little owls in the photo are all very young, staring at the camera with vigour. Compared with other class members, they are indeed "spirited" from the beginning.

Xie Lan found Dou Sheng who was standing in the middle of the last row. Dou Sheng was not much different from now. He still had that careless and youthful smile. On the left was Dai You, who was very gentle and elegant at that time, and then there was someone like Che Ziming, who was a hedgehog, and then Yu Fei, who had a face of joy in life and death at that time.

Standing on Dou Sheng's right hand was a handsome boy, tall and thin, with a bright smile and bright eyes.

Xie Lan looked familiar, and it took a while to realize that it was Chen Ge.

He felt mixed again, and sighed silently.

Dou Sheng developed a 5-word description based on a photo, and he said more in front of the camera in [-] minutes than in a whole day during the day, redefining the shyness of the camera.

The experience of listening to a cow playing the piano is too fantastic, and Xie Lan is tired of listening to it.

"Hey." Dou Sheng suddenly turned the camera to him, and asked with a smile: "I've been wanting to ask before, why do you have to go back to China? I just take photos casually, and don't post them online."

The surroundings became quiet, and there was only the sound of the camera auto-focusing in the empty corridor.

Xie Lan didn't know why he didn't hide from that camera, maybe because he was really relaxed at this moment.

Zhao Wenying must have mentioned his mother's matter to Dou Sheng, even if she didn't take care of her on the day of picking up the plane, she should have taken care of her by now.

But he didn't think there was anything he couldn't mention, and said honestly: "My mother decided to follow my father to apply for a British school after taking the college entrance examination. In fact, she has already received the admission letter. That letter is her regret."

Dou Sheng was stunned when he heard the words, "So you want to get another notice for her to go to the university she didn't go to?"

Xie Lan hummed, "Almost."

"I'm a little touched." Dou Sheng said in a low voice, "It turns out that's the case. Can I tell my mother about it? She's also very curious, but she definitely won't tell anyone."

Xie Lan turned around, "Whatever."

After a while, Dou Sheng asked again, "By the way, which school did your mother enroll in?"

Xie Lan looked up, glanced at the previous admission notices in another glass showcase, and pointed to the purple one on the left in the first row with the corner of her lips raised.

"..."

Dou Sheng slowly put down the camera.

He hesitated for a while, then whispered, "It's a bit difficult for you."

Xie Lan: "?"

"To be honest, ah." Dou Sheng said, "It's not a matter of practicing Chinese a little bit harder. For someone like you who doesn't know a few big characters, at least you have to start memorizing the dictionary."

"..."

Xie Lan's smile gradually disappeared.

He was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking sincerely: "Have you ever been beaten since you were a child?"