Million UP school god plays me every day

In mid-September, autumn tigers are rampant.

After the run between classes was over, Xie Lan stood under the sycamore tree at the gate of the stadium, his soul leaving.

In the third year of English middle school, there are two big break-time exercises every day. Each class forms a square formation, sandwiching people like sandwich biscuits, and jogging for 10 minutes at a leisurely pace.

It's not that he can't exercise, but he doesn't have enough stamina. This kind of running method is not as good as killing him directly.

When Dou Sheng finally ran to buy the water, he slowly came back to his senses.

Life is not easy, Xie Lan sighed.

Originally recommended to hand, I thought the senior year would be easier, but I didn't expect the life of the domestic senior year to be so hard.

For example, the "College Entrance Examination Word Broadcast" sounded on time on the dormitory broadcast at [-]:[-] in the morning.

Every day after dinner, Hu Xiujie stood at the door and confiscated the snacks outside the west gate.

Lao Qin left four real essays for the college entrance examination on an ordinary Tuesday night.

A chemistry teacher wears a periodic table T-shirt to work. After wearing it for a week, it turns into a common chemical equation the next week.

This is not an exaggeration. When Xie Lan came back on a Sunday night, he almost died of fright when he entered the classroom door. He stared at each other for a long time before realizing that all the girls cut their bangs above their eyebrows. Half a centimeter away.

Just... quite bald.

A thousand words are the word "hard core".If Hu Xiujie hadn't ordered Dou Sheng not to bring a camera in his third year of high school, the material volume of "Hardcore High School Survival Record" would have doubled.

Counting the days on my fingers, I finally made it to the end of September, the National Day of the National Day, and looked forward to a three-day holiday.

It rained the night before the holiday, the corridor windows were open, and the draft knocked the doors of a whole row of classrooms into the door frames one after another.The bell rang for the end of self-study in the penultimate period, and Xie Lan went to the bathroom.

Just as he was about to shush, a buddy next to General A suddenly cleared his throat.

"The wind is rushing, the sky is high, the monkey is mourning, and the sand is clear and the white birds are flying back." Facing the tile wall of the toilet, the man recited in a straight voice: "The boundless fallen trees are rustling, and the Yangtze River is not rolling in."

Xie Lan was greatly shocked, "What are you doing?"

"It's a pity to waste the time going to the toilet. I just recite it casually." The man replied, and changed another song: "The big strings are like torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Beads falling on a jade plate... Hey brother, I'm sorry, are you too noisy to urinate because of me?"

Xie Lan was at a loss.

"Then I'll change another song for you." He said, "The silver bottle is broken and the water is pouring out, and the iron horse is protruding with swords and guns. The end of the song..."

"No need." Xie Lan pulled up his pants silently, turned around and left expressionlessly.

Returning to his seat and sitting down, Dou Sheng put down his pen and asked with a smile, "How are you, Ermao?"

Xie Lan sighed, "I want to escape from this horrible high school."

"Do you know why?" Che Ziming turned his head and said mysteriously: "Because you have already been escorted, so these pains are unnecessary for you, and it seems to be more painful. But we Huang Gai are still working hard. , we love it, you know?"

"Huang Gai?" Xie Lan was even more confused, "Huang Gai acts like an aunt? What do you mean?"

"Okay, okay." Dou Sheng hurriedly pulled him to sit down, "Be patient, we will be on vacation soon."

The class bell rang, and the sound of Hu Xiujie's high-heeled shoes rang in the corridor.

Xie Lan seized the time to ask Dou Sheng, "I'm going to shoot tomorrow, right?"

Dou Sheng hummed, "The Fuhuadao team has made an appointment, and the scenes to be filmed this time have also been set up. During the three-day holiday of the National Day, try to shoot three groups."

Xie Lan took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Okay."

He knew that Dou Sheng cared about this anime kaleidoscope video, but he never thought that he cared so much before.

After the arrangement was finalized, Dou Sheng began to contact the team.The most professional studios were hired for scene construction, clothing teachers, photography teachers, martial arts instructors, post-production and special effects production.That day he used Dou Sheng's ipad to follow up, and Dou Sheng's WeChat was hanging in the background, and a notification popped up suddenly, and more than 8 yuan was swiped from the card.

He was startled, and hurried to ask, but Dou Sheng said that he just paid a deposit first.

Xie Lan was stunned for a while, he never thought of spending hundreds of thousands on a video.

In the third year of high school, I had four quarters of self-study in the evening, and after school at 10:30, it was already past eleven when I got home.He went back to the room to take a shower, opened the bathroom door halfway to dry his hair, and vaguely heard Dou Sheng still on the phone.

Subconsciously switch the hair dryer to low wind mode.

"Snow has to be man-made directly, without post-production, or it will be too fake. Are your machines in place?"

"Yeah, the moon can be polished later."

"How many camera teachers will there be tomorrow?... Where are the camera seats?...Okay, then we will arrive at about seven o'clock in the morning."

Dou Sheng hung up the phone, leaned in and said, "Young man, do you still want to blow your hair?"

Xie Lan simply put down the hair dryer, "What will be filmed tomorrow, is it finalized?"

"Yeah. These three days will be filming the 'Snow' group, tomorrow will be filming Shashengwan, the day after tomorrow Shen Yimu will be filming, and the day after tomorrow will be filming Amano." Dou Sheng said.

Both Shen Yimu and Amano are the heroines of fantasy country comics, Xie Lan is not very familiar with them, but he is very familiar with Sesshomaru.

"The big monster Sesshomaru." He couldn't help but stare at Dou Sheng's face.

Dou Sheng said with a smile: "In the whole project, what I'm most worried about is Sesshomaru, the only monster male lead. It's too two-dimensional. If the filming is not good, the whole video will collapse."

"I think it's okay." Xie Lan nodded seriously, "Just the outline is very similar, don't worry."

He has seen a lot of cosplays on the Internet these days, and he feels that the key to the success of a cosplay is whether the face fits the character.For example, in the same cosplay Sesshomaru, some cosplayers have too pointed chins, a little evil, without the immortality of Sesshomaru.Some coser's cheeks are too full, and the feeling of a paper person cannot be felt, which is inconsistent no matter how you look at it.

But Dou Sheng has a real face shape. He originally had a pointed chin, which is not long. Two days ago, he saw Dou Sheng trying on the long silver hair of Sesshomaru. He hadn’t put on any makeup on his face. He just practiced a few eyes and it was very It smells like that.

Dou Sheng walked into the bathroom to look in the mirror, and muttered, "Anyway, if the final effect of the video is broken, I won't post it, just let it happen."

Not sent.Hundreds of thousands of dollars were poured in, but nothing was released.

Xie Lan couldn't help hissing, "How on earth did you come up with this project?"

"Come on a whim..." Dou Sheng said to the mirror: "I've never cosplayed before, so I just want to challenge it. If you play, you can play big, and if you spend money, you can lose it. It's okay."

Xie Lan didn't dare to speak. He is also a pure layman when it comes to cosplay. He is afraid that if he talks too much, he will be slapped in the face by the effect tomorrow, and he is also afraid that the reaction will be too flat, which will make Dou Sheng frustrated in advance.

The night before the shooting, Dou Sheng didn't feel much better, but Xie Lan suffered from insomnia.

As a result, when he arrived at the venue the next day, Dou Sheng came out after three hours of makeup, and Xie Lan was completely dumbfounded.

The silver hair is like a waterfall, the snow-colored robe is ethereal and refined, and the armored scimitar matches the rigidity and softness of the fur scattered on the right shoulder.There was a crescent moon between Dou Sheng's forehead, and bloodstains on his cheeks. He was obviously a tough guy, but his handsome and cool face showed a bit of immortality.

The make-up teacher laughed and said, "You're going to kill too many professional cosplayers in seconds, and I'm sorry for the fans to kill His Highness."

Dou Sheng was in good shape, and the way he nodded his head was quite aloof and arrogant like Sesshomaru.But he turned to Xie Lan, and instantly switched back to his usual appearance, smiling and raising his eyebrows: "Am I handsome?"

Xie Lan took out his phone, "Yeah, let me take a wallpaper first."

The boyfriend is so handsome that he can only cover it up with a deadpan expression, screaming silently behind the phone screen.

Dou Sheng laughed so hard that he couldn't hold back his laughter. He wanted to get back the feeling of killing pills a few times, but before Xie Lan could press the shutter, he collapsed laughing again.

"That's it, don't take pictures, anyway, there will definitely be a few groups of photos in the end." He smiled and touched the fur on his right shoulder, "This one feels good, it's as good as Wutong's belly, my money is not in vain .”

Xie Lan couldn't help stretching out her hand, "I'll touch it."

Dou Sheng stood nearby and let Xie Lan touch the snow-white fur on his shoulders. It was soft, slippery, and thick. illusion.

Fetch his big pussy.

"Okay, okay." Dou Sheng let him do it for a while, then backed away with a smile, and took out the scimitar from its sheath with a bang.

The momentum is like a rainbow.

He put away the knife again, and whispered to Xie Lan: "I'm going to take pictures, I always see that you can't work well."

Xie Lan nodded, "Go, I'll watch you outside the shed."

The studio is very empty. The first set of scenes is a bright moon in the sky, and the wind and snow are falling down.The big monster Sesshomaru leaned against the bright moon and stood tall on the treetops. After a while, he drew his sword and took off, and broke through in front of the camera in a flash.

The flash depends on special effects, but the take-off and the mirror must be shot in real life. The take-off needs to be light at the moment of jumping, and the mirror must be shot with a cold and threatening killing intent.For the two simple movements, Dou Sheng took dozens of hundreds of times.Said it was a layman's whim, but he worked harder than anyone else, devoted himself wholeheartedly, and a few hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Dou Sheng didn't dare to eat at noon, and only chewed two energy bars. Xie Lan stood at the door of the studio and waited. After finally waiting for the box lunch to be distributed in the evening, the dining car just stopped next to him.

He picked the one that seemed to have the most meat, and prepared to take it in for Dou Sheng.

A staff member from the shed next door passed by with a meal, and glanced in curiously, "Is this a starlet shooting a magazine?"

Xie Lan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, we just took photos for fun."

"You're so handsome." The man looked carefully at Dou Sheng again, and said with a smile, "If you're so handsome, you can consider becoming an actor. Now idol dramas can have male protagonists with such facial features."

Xie Lan knew that Dou Sheng was not interested in actors, but he still couldn't help asking, "What are idol dramas?"

"Shooting the heroine and the heroine dating, kissing scenes, kissing, hugging and holding high." The man said casually.

"..." Xie Lan's expression suddenly turned cold, "But his only hobby is making videos... and cats."

The staff smiled, "I also like to pet cats."

Xie Lan watched her leave with the lunch box, and after a long time, he clicked his tongue.

The discomfort of being borderline violated is inexplicable, but hard to ignore.

He sighed, turned around and went in with two lunch boxes.

Dou Sheng has finished filming, and is standing in front of the computer having a heated discussion with the post-production teacher.Xie Lan passed by and scanned the first film for a few seconds. Almost every frame is CG-level produced by a big studio, which is very shocking.

"How about it?"

Dou Sheng smiled and snapped his fingers, "It's okay, change clothes and eat."

As he spoke, he thanked the staff for their hard work, watched the computer files being saved, and then limped back.

Xie Lan was stunned, and immediately chased after him, "What's wrong with your feet?"

"I sprained a bit when I was rushing at the end." Dou Sheng curled his lips, "It's a small matter, it's not as bad as when I was playing ball."

That is to say, but today is only the first day, and the storyboard action in the next two days is much more complicated than today. It is hard for Xie Lan to imagine that Dou Sheng will drag his sprained foot to continue.

Dou Sheng himself really didn't care. He went into the changing room and changed back into his T-shirt and jeans. He took off his wig and didn't take off the makeup on his face. He came out and pulled a small stool before sitting down to eat.

The box lunch has two meat and one vegetarian food and a sweet cake. It looks a little oily, but Dou Sheng tastes delicious.He was really hungry, Xie Lan took his own chicken leg, he shaved off the bone with his mouth, and handed the sweet cake to Xie Lan.

Xie Lan found that Dou Sheng's ankles were soaked white with sweat at the cuff of his cosplay suit just now, and there were also a few bruises on his arms.

"Too hard." He rubbed his boyfriend's leg with some distress, "I should have known better when choosing the topic."

Dou Sheng swallowed the rice in his mouth whole, and said with a smile, "I think it is very enjoyable, this is more fun than I imagined, alas, I should invite you to record together at the beginning."

There was no one else in the dressing room, so Xie Lan leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "Eat quickly."

Dou Cheng chewed until his cheeks bulged, and he pressed his lips back to him, "Hmm."

A full lunch box was eaten until not a single grain of rice was left, Dou Sheng put down the empty box and rubbed his stomach, then hissed suddenly.

"Wait for me, I have to communicate with the late teacher about a detail, and then I'll call it a day and take you to barbecue."

Xie Lan's chopsticks froze, "Do you still eat barbecue?"

"Ah." Dou Sheng glanced at the box lunch, "This is just an appetizer."

Xie Lan: "..."

A catty of food for appetizers is fine.

When Dou Sheng went out, Xie Lan couldn't help sighing, and stuffed the two lunch boxes into the trash can with some resentment.

Isn’t this top [-]? Dare I ask if there is any UP in station B that is more worthy of the title of Top [-] than Dou Sheng?

He poked open the data god's post and replied anonymously below.

- Fangfeng Orange Cat: If Baida finally gives Xie Lan and not Douzi, station B will really be cold sooner or later.

After posting this, he continued to scroll down the comments.

- I still have a good impression of Xie Lan, he is worthy of Baida, but if it is Baida who took away the beans, then I don't think he is worthy.

Xie Lan gave this article a thumbs up.

- Whispered, there are many factors to consider when a platform is awarded to Top [-].Xie Lan is half British, so he may not be able to take it.

And this?That would be great.

Xie Lan felt a lot more at ease, and gave another thumbs up.

He swiped all the way down, praised all the comments that stepped on him, and finally felt a little bit of joy.

Open the door and go out, the staff have already left more than half, Dou Sheng is still pulling the project leader to check the timetable.

There are four groups in total, the 'Snow' group can be filmed within three days of the National Day, and the remaining three groups are scheduled for late October, mid-November and early December.

In this way, all the post-production can be done before one month, and the submission will just happen to not miss the top [-].

The schedule is very tight, mainly because the senior high school students are too busy.And when it comes to November, Xie Lan will go to the Shujing winter camp, so she can't be with her boyfriend.

He was sighing in his heart, when he suddenly heard the vibrating sound of his mobile phone in Dou Sheng's bag next to him.

Just as he was hesitating whether to help answer the phone, the vibration stopped by itself.

Then, his own cell phone rang.

Old horse.

Looking at the smiling face of the jumping old horse on the screen, Xie Lan suddenly had a subtle premonition.

He cleared his throat, turned around and went to the back to answer the phone, "Teacher, what's the matter?"

"The result of the second trial!" The old horse's tone was full of joy, "You and Dou Sheng tied for the first place in the province. I never expected it. Where is Dou Sheng? Call him to answer the phone, and you have to start preparing for the next one." Advanced exam!"