At five o'clock, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

The professor just finished writing the last sentence on the blackboard, went to the podium and clicked the mouse, and put the ppt projection on the last page - homework.

Breathe in one breath.

After a while the sound of breathing stopped, I smiled, and clicked the mouse again.

There is another page of homework.

"..."

"I'm numb."

The boy sitting in front of Xie Lan was called Wei Dongkuo, flipping through his notes crazily, without the demeanor of being top ten in the provincial science department, he said with a strange accent: "A real dick just writes two chapters in one afternoon? Trembling."

Xie Lan was still writing the last notes on the ipad, and the pen almost left an afterimage.

I found out that Wei Dongkuo always likes to use "chicken" to enhance his tone, just like Chezi Mingjiao's "Jiu Nima" back then. But the pronunciation of this word is more difficult, and the sense of language is more elegant and smooth, which makes people want to learn it.

So I read it in a low voice: "The real chicken will only write two chapters in one afternoon..."

Unexpectedly, Wei Dongkuo heard it, and turned his head all of a sudden, "Shen Lan, you imitate me? Are you interested in our native dialect? Do you have time to show me?"

Xie Lan looked up helplessly, "Is it okay to call out your name?"

The other party laughed a few times, "My conscience does not allow me to insult the godhood."

"..."

Lanshen, I don't know who created this name. It has only been two weeks since the school officially started, and it has already spread throughout the mathematics department.

What's outrageous is that there are several "l" and "n" males in this year's department regardless of the difference, and the heroic "male god!" made Xie Lan want to escape on the spot in front of the public.

Xie Lan bowed his head speechlessly and continued to make up notes, Wei Dongkuo muttered and leaned over, "Let me see what Lanshen's notes look like...Damn it!"

The person next to him immediately turned his head, "I'll take a look too!"

The smooth English that fills the screen is mixed with mathematical symbols, chic and elegant. Most people can't understand Lianbi English, Wei Dongkuo reacted for a long time, "I thought you wrote notes in Arabic, is it English?"

Xie Lan hummed, "The teacher speaks too fast, I... can't keep up with writing Chinese characters."

I am ashamed to say that I have used Chinese characters to take notes for two years in high school. Although I am slower than others in writing, I persisted. Unexpectedly, I still suffered a crushing defeat in front of Professor T.

"Worship!" The boy next to Wei Dongkuo shook his head and sighed, "Although I can't understand this kind of character, it can bluff people, and a thief has a godlike spirit."

"Isn't it?" Wei Dongkuo hurriedly said: "Shen Lan, you teach me English calligraphy, and I'll teach you how to say chicken, how about that? You just didn't connect the pronunciation smoothly enough, this word is not me I have also learned the local dialect from others for a long time, so I can pass it on to you."

Xie Lan ruthlessly refused, "Thank you, I have already met. Chicken."

Wei Dongkuo laughed so hard that he almost turned over, even the girls in the row in front were laughing.

Xie Lan was so embarrassed that she quickly packed up her things and grabbed her schoolbag to show up.

Wei Dongkuo was the first roommate who was originally assigned. Although Xie Lan seldom went back to the dormitory after the military training, he still had a good relationship with the first roommate he knew.

Dou Sheng has class in the evening, so he sends his boyfriend to class, and he writes the math homework just now in the library.

The phone was muted, but the screen was always on with messages popping up. After solving two questions, I picked it up and glanced at it.

All kinds of notes and photos in the group flew all over the place, with a group of people crying for help in despair.

- What about the number ring q4?

-/photo

- It's up to you, it's all wiped down

-It was too late when I realized I couldn't finish writing and took a picture

-‌The teacher wipes the blackboard is really amazing

- Bald head, our teachers really like blackboard writing...

- As we all know, ppt is only used to assign homework

- has anyone written down the mysterious q4 anyway? ?

-Guo Zi has the upper half, Kuo Ye has the lower half, but there are a few lines missing

Xie Lan Suili poked on the ipad, took a photo of the corresponding part and sent it to the group.

The group exploded immediately.

-Lan God! ! (Vibration!)

-Lan God Haunts!

- Congratulations for attracting Lanshen's attention

- and successfully unlocked Lanshen's help

-I was so moved, the mysterious language that I couldn't understand on the screen, and the only two lines of mathematical formula I could understand were exactly what I needed. Who would understand this feeling of fate? ? I am locked with Lanshen.

- Law School Warning

- Law School Warning

- Law School Warning

The library was brightly lit, and the two rows of large long tables were filled with people. The students of T University were studying intently and nervously with their heads down.

A group of quiet fryers, compared with the surrounding environment, it looks extraordinarily serious.

Xie Lan put down the phone speechlessly and continued to do her homework. But the group is still playing, the space is small, and the news is still clamoring in my peripheral vision.

-Big Brother Xie Lan, do you still have the q6 notes?

- same request

-q7 I also want

I have -q7, is there a number field q3?

- God of Crazy Art, help Xie Lan_em

‌Are the group of people serious...

Xie Lan had no choice but to export a copy of the note and send it to the group. In fact, all the notes were in Chinese before, but in the end I couldn't keep up with them, so I broke down and switched to English. The questions I asked in the group just now have Chinese versions.

But the Chinese version...

-? ?

-‌Words? ?

-I'm stupid, q6 fourth line, what's there for px+q? Gugen?

- Is there a tongue...

-Then what is the tongue...?

It's not over.

Xie Lan had no choice but to put down the pen, picked up the phone and replied: "There are heavy roots."

-?

-?

-...

- it's hard for me to imagine...

-I also......

Xie Lan patiently explained: "I can't finish copying, it's abbreviated. The 'tongue' is the simplified version of 'heavy', omitting a little detail."

-? ? ?

-......Is it

-Billions of details

- I laughed so hard

-Holding back the laughter in the study room until I pinched my thighs, it's too hard for me

-Redefining "Jane‌"

Xie Lan looked at the screen that was swiping down quickly, feeling weak, and simply answered a few questions that everyone couldn't see clearly.

- What is "日#or"?

- complex field

- What about the "big knife angle"?

-Formula decomposition

- What about "multitasking"?

-......let me see

After a few seconds, Xie Lan replied: "Polynomial."

- laughed out loud

- I finally laughed out loud in the study room

-Good guy, those who don't know think it's a Japanese mathematics textbook

- Japanese is not the same, lol

-‌is the world of imo champions?

-It suddenly occurred to me...imo isn't the test paper distributed in the corresponding language according to the nationality? Lanshen took the Chinese version, right?

-Maybe it will perform better if you get the English version...

-It can't be better, imo all six questions are correct, breaking the record

- Didn't break the record, there were several seniors who got it right before, but they were really good

It started again.

Xie Lan's head was bald, so he simply turned off the phone, bowed his head and continued to write questions.

The questions assigned by the teacher are very tricky, and half of the brain is already a little tired, so I will save the rest to write after the morning run tomorrow, and take the time to repair the previous "simplified version" notes.

After sorting out everything, before I raised my head in front of the screen, I suddenly heard a burst of melodious music.

The boy next to him started to pack his schoolbag, Xie Lan grabbed the phone and glanced at his watch in a daze.

At 22:45, fifteen minutes before closing, ‌is the music that urges people to leave.

Too bad, I was too busy and forgot about Dou Cheng!

I quickly clicked on WeChat, and Dou Sheng really sent a bunch of messages.

【20:35】What about people?

[20:42] Still in the library? old place? Forget what I learned?

[21:06] Tell the owner that your boyfriend is sitting at your five o'clock direction

...

[22:38] Report again, hungry...you are too good at learning

【22:42】How about ordering pizza for midnight snack? Signature devil cheese?

Xie Lan held the phone and turned around, Dou Sheng was sitting on the reading sofa diagonally behind, with the closed laptop on his lap, looking at him with full expectation.

As soon as Xie Lan turned his head, Dou Sheng regained his energy immediately, stretched his fingers and snapped his fingers in the air, and mouthed: ?

Xie Lan nodded and got up to pack her things.

The closing reminder music played for three minutes. The whole library was full of late-night self-study students. Everyone got up to pack their things one after another. The quiet building finally gradually became lively.

Xie Lan and Dou Sheng walked out of the free reading room together. As soon as they arrived in the lobby, they heard a girl laughing and saying, "Second... Xie Lan and Douzi also study by themselves."

Xie Lan nodded, but felt unfamiliar with that girl, probably not from the department.

"It's the audience." After going out, Dou Sheng murmured: "When I said a two, I probably subconsciously wanted to call Ermao."

Xie Lan almost staggered, "Don't."

Only Dou Sheng occasionally yells nicknames in private. It's ok for netizens to use bullet screens, but it's too outrageous to yell in front of you.

It made me suddenly think of the day of the military training, a rare time when the whole battalion sat on the ground for a ten-minute rest, and a girl from another company ran across half of the playground, and excitedly said to me: "Lan Zai!"

...Thank you for the invitation, people almost disappeared.

Seeing Xie Lan's self-closing expression, Dou Sheng couldn't stop being so happy, the two walked into the shade of the tree-lined avenue together, put their arms around Xie Lan's shoulders, and said with a smile: "You have to get used to it, you are now There are tens of millions of fans, how many are there in the whole station? And how many contemporary college students do you think don't watch station B at all?"

Xie Lan said coldly: "Oh. I have been comforted."

Dou Sheng was even more merry, Xie Lan grabbed the schoolbag on one shoulder and walked forward, sighing softly.

Indeed.

And it's not just one, Dou Sheng has a lot more fans than me, so it's possible to keep a low profile when the two are tied together.

"What a chicken, I'm speechless." He muttered casually.

When the words fell, Dou Sheng, who was sitting next to him, suddenly choked.

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough...cough! What??" Dou Cheng was shocked, "Why are you so speechless?"

Xie Lan glanced sideways calmly, "A good chicken is speechless. Is it serious? Is the pronunciation of the modal particles learned from Wei Dongkuo today standard? Chicken? Chicken? Chicken..."

Dou Sheng covered his mouth.

As the bicycle passed by, Xie Lan struggled to take a glance in the palm of his hand. It happened to be a girl from the department, riding the bicycle downhill, without even looking at the road, and looked at him with a shocked face.

"It's over, your character design has collapsed." Dou Sheng let go, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "Everyone in your dormitory is too low-quality, don't mess around!"

Xie Lan's Adam's apple twitched, "Does it mean to be a curse?"

"It's not a curse... and... well, it's not a swear word." Dou Sheng brushed his hair, "But... it doesn't match your temperament, you know?"

Xie Lan sighed regretfully, picked up his schoolbag, and sighed: "Next summer, I want to go to Province S, I want to challenge the hot pot that makes people cry, learn the dialect of Province S, and see giant pandas."

"Okay." Hearing this, Dou Sheng raised his eyebrows, held his shoulders in his hands and began to accelerate, trotted for two steps, and sent Xie Lan forward with his inner wrists.

Xie Lan was so disturbed by the blow, but he couldn't stop prying the corners of his lips desperately, followed the inertia and ran forward for more than ten meters before stopping, looking back at Dou Sheng.

Dou Sheng trotted to catch up, "Arrange immediately! National Day in October, go on a trip!"

It's already late, we didn't ride bikes today, we talked and laughed all the way home.

Dou Sheng has a new video to post today, and he needs to check the subtitles and information column for the last time, so Xie Lan is doing his own thing in the living room.

Half a month after the military training, the home has been well-decorated. The comfortable L-shaped sofa is lined with an irregular-shaped long-haired carpet. There is a soft bean bag beside the sofa, and there is a lamp next to it. ‌So it is described as a "rod", because it has no obvious light bulb, but a straight upward light pole with a circle of LEDs inlaid on the top, and the light is even and soft when it is lit.

Xie Lan likes to huddle in a beanbag at night to write music, with the books he read recently thrown beside him, all of which are related to arrangement.

After a while, Dou Sheng shouted inside, "The video has been sent!"

"Okay."

Xie Lan put down the book, picked up the mobile phone, and politely sent out one-click three-command, and then forwarded the new video of her boyfriend's hard work to her feed, skillfully and shamelessly wrote: "Soft-furnished new home  ‌The vlog of the week is finally produced."

Then I quit station b and cleared the news of each app on a daily basis.

B station private message, Weibo, WeChat group...

Um?

□□The red 999+ is on

‌Seldom used □□, clicked on the list only to find that a large group of freshmen from this year's t university were swiping the screen.

‌ Jump to the top, and quickly swipe down, gradually frowning.

A group of people is discussing what the "freshman confession wall" is.

□□There were too many people in the group, and the various avatars and characters made people's heads look big. Xie Lan had to climb down hundreds of stairs to understand what was going on.

T University has a public account, which is specially used for anonymous or anonymous confession, also known as the emotional tree hole. Every year during military training, the official account team will sort out a wave of freshmen's confession posts. This year, a statistical report has just been released, which is the list of the top ten freshmen who have been confessed the most times in the legend.

Xie Lan didn't have much interest in these things, but he found out that among the people who worked hard, there were several IDs with the prefix "Applied Mathematics".

‌Suddenly had a bad premonition, and swiped down again to find the screenshot of the report.

Title: "The Wind Whispers, The Night Rain Makes Noisy, You Come"

vomit.

Very artistic kind of vomit.

Xie Lan dragged through a long section of "Message" expressionlessly, and looked directly at the list.

Each name on the list corresponds to a photo, most of which are life photos unplugged from social software, and there are also blurry candid photos, or photos from military training, but the top of the list is different...

Top of the list - School of Law, International Law Class, Dou Sheng.

The accompanying picture turned out to be Dou Sheng's avatar on station b - a bean with a pink background.

Xie Lan felt a wave of nameless restlessness in an instant, but then swept it to the bottom.

Ranked No. 2 - School of Mathematics, Mathematics and Applied Mathematics, Xie Lan.

The accompanying picture...it's actually Dou Sheng's avatar on station b, the same as the one above? !

No.

Xie Lan frowned and zoomed in on the picture to observe carefully. The second profile picture had a layer of filter added, which made the color look fake, and there was a small crooked wine bottle next to the bean...

"Who is the connotation?" Xie Lan became angry, "Dou Sheng!"

There was a bang in the back room, and Dou Sheng turned over with the stool, laughing so hard that he wanted to die, "I saw it! I was playing with the stalk that I am Douzi, I laughed so hard hahahahaha!!"

Xie Lan: "..."

It's outrageous.

The report also selected the confession excerpts received by each of the top ten glamorous freshmen. Xie Lan didn't dare to look at her at all, so she turned off the picture and continued to scroll down the chat history.

Sure enough, all of the pictures below are Aite's "winning prizes", and most of them are in Aite's and Dou Sheng.

- you two died laughing

- Good guy, it's really reckless to help people

-Pretending not to know the two... Cough cough

-The result of being stupid is that people are brought together again on the list, and I feel sad for ‌‌ confession

-Come and see the message Xie Lan received, it turned out to be a rustic love story: Xie Lan, the military training has been so long, don't you feel tired? You have already run n times in my heart towards cross-country. Laughing to death, do you understand?

- die laughing

- die laughing

- Xie Lan, come out! !

Xie Lan seemed to be dead.

‌‌watched the group blankly and continued to scroll down, and everyone picked up all the words of confession and Dou Sheng.

-Douzi, it's not a confession that I want to fall in love, I just want to say that I've been watching your videos for three years in high school, and I'm also studying hard for you to get into T University, hello, alumni Dou! (If you want to have a relationship with me, that's fine too)

fart.

Xie Lan continued to swipe down with a stinky face, picking out Dou Sheng.

-Douzi, we are in the same class, ahem. I like the way you smile standing in the sun, I don't want to play fake boyfriend memes with you guys, I hope to stand by your side one day (clue: I don't wear glasses)

No glasses? Xie Lan frowned, and immediately began to search in her mind.

Dou Sheng's class... Good guy, more than half of them are girls, and the ones I've seen don't wear glasses...

Xie Lan felt numb and turned off the poster.

Just feeling upset, Dou Cheng suddenly came out with his slippers on, frowned and said: "What the hell, I have no resistance to people who look good inside, why does this person sound so disgusting, and still observe your inside?"

"Huh?" Xie Lan was stunned for a moment, and saw that the confession was for herself.

Dou Sheng frowned and slid down, "There's one more person who dares to directly say that Dou is dead and Kai Lan cub belongs to me? Damn, it's an audience or a passerby, it's too shameless..."

Dou Sheng sat down next to Xie Lan, squeezed into the bean bag with him, read a sentence and cursed.

"You are poisonous, and your mother secretly sat behind you during self-study and couldn't help admiring your concentration. Is it too perverted?"

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Xie Lan: "...Actually, you were in the library just now..."

Dou Sheng snapped, "There's one more, you're going off-road in my heart, damn it, I've played it since my sophomore year in high school, alright?"

Xie Lan: "...‌ is not worth showing off, thank you."

Dou Sheng said a few words to himself, and suddenly began to babble.

"What are you doing?" Xie Lan was startled, "You want to post..."

Before the words finished, there was a whoosh, and Dou Sheng's words had already been sent.

Law-Dou Sheng: Come on, don't make fun of my second cat.

The group immediately became more turbulent.

-The deity appears!

- Front row group photo

-... I was so excited, after station b, I got it again in the big group of my own school

-What is the difference between my second cat, ‌ and the oath of sovereignty?

-Law-Dou Sheng, Douzi is taking an oath of sovereignty!

- isn't it a fake boyfriend?

Xie Lan sighed as the messages came one after another.

He held his big white notebook speechlessly, and looked at Dou Sheng faintly.

"See how you end up."

Dou Sheng didn't take it seriously and said, "You can take whatever you want, I'm frank and frank."

As he spoke, he sent the last one.

Law-Dou Sheng: Don't care about real and fake boyfriends, fake boyfriends should also swear sovereignty.