On Friday morning, classrooms were in chaos and mourning owls were everywhere.

On the auspicious day that is about to usher in the weekend, the representative of the Chinese class suddenly came to deliver the message - Lao Qin decided to take up the early self-study to do a small test, 15 minutes, 50 poems to fill in the blanks, and a quick decision.

Che Ziming's hands shaking as he flipped through the book became a sieve, "Chibi Fu Chibi Fu! I didn't memorize the middle part!"

Wang Gou sighed softly at the side, "I advise you, forget it, don't make things difficult for yourself."

"That won't work!" Che Ziming was anxious on the spot, "What the hell are you talking about, I can still save him!"

"Then, it's okay." Wang Gou said, "Don't give up on yourself."

"Stop praising it!" Che Ziming turned over and roared angrily, "There is a player who plays the flute, let's make peace with it by singing! Its sound is woo! woo! Of course!"

Xie Lan's scalp tightened.

"Red Cliff Fu" is the only ancient prose he has taught himself since he started school, and the other is "Will Enter the Wine". "Will Enter the Wine" is quite difficult, and "Red Cliff Fu" is simply hell.

Dou Sheng turned his pen and looked at Xie Lan, "This sentence must be tested, and the sound is humming, will you know it later?"

Xie Lan subconsciously looked up at the ceiling and began to recall.

"His voice is humming... like... thunder piercing his ears, like a glow on his back, like..."

"It's like being struck by lightning." Dou Sheng sighed, and pressed the Chinese document on his hand, "Don't be like that, read it again, read it again."

Xie Lan flipped through the book in pain, while Dou Sheng memorized it.

"Its voice is humming, like resentment or admiration, like weeping like complaining, and the lingering sound is endless."

There is a natural sense of frustration in this parallelism, and Dou Sheng's deep and deep voice is not too fast or too slow, which sounds inexplicably healing.

Xie Lan couldn't help but sigh, "Chinese is really nice."

"You should learn more." Dou Sheng reached over with the pencil in his hand, and drew a circle on the three characters of resentment, mu, and curl, "Look carefully at the shape of the characters, it is too unfair to write a wrong word."

He rubbed the back of Xie Lan's hand when he was talking, and after rubbing it, he came back and posted a post, muttering: "The medicine I took the day before yesterday, why are my hands still cold today, a piece of antipyretic medicine is too strong."

Xie Lan got angry when he mentioned this, "Don't feed me with a pet medicine feeder next time."

"Who made you fall asleep." Dou Sheng smacked his lips, "It's quite picky."

Fifty poems to fill in the blanks in fifteen minutes, the elite owls felt a little tight.

Xie Lan was fine, anyway, he had just taught himself two pieces of ancient prose, and there were a total of eight questions, so he just picked those and wrote them and it was over.

The only regret is that Dou Sheng didn't test the important points in the exam. Xie Lan struggled with the bare paper for a long time, and then broke the part of his voice into two sentences and wrote it in the blank space below the paper.

If you don’t have a meeting, you have to answer the questions in the creation meeting. I hope that Lao Qin can give some emotional points so that he can break through 10 in this paper.

At the beginning of the new semester, various exams and activities in the school are in full swing. In addition to the upcoming city-wide math grading test and frequent weekly interspersed exams, the most eye-catching thing is the sophomore basketball game.

Before the physical education class, Wen Zisen, the sports committee member, stood on the podium and said, "This is the second and last time we participate in the basketball game. It will be gone in the third year of high school. The competition system is the same as last year. The official game will start in May. The physical education teacher decided that from today From now on, two classes a week, each with a warm-up match with Class 12 and Class 6. Do you have any comments?"

There was joy in the classroom.

Wen Zisen lowered his head and scratched a few strokes on the list, "But there is a problem. All the players in our class have been assigned to the next door. There is no substitute left, and the starting five lacks three. I am also drunk... Who else is willing to sign up? "

Dong Jingjing turned her head and lay on Liu Yixuan's desk, "Can I still order cheerleading uniforms this year?"

"Look at you." Liu Yixuan smiled, "If everyone is willing to pay for it, we can order it ourselves."

"I want to order it myself. Douzi mentioned to me two days ago that I will record several class group portrait videos this semester. I want the girls in our class to dress better." Dong Jingjing looked forward to it, "Will the lo skirt be too exaggerated?"

Liu Yixuan glanced at the back door, and secretly took out the pad, "It's not necessarily true. This summer, several sets of lo skirts are pre-sold for daily use. The Endless Summer set is very suitable..."

Yu Fei, who was dying on the wall every day, suddenly stood up, raised his hand and said, "Let me make one."

"Great." Wen Zisen immediately lowered his head and wrote down.

Then there was a moment of silence in the classroom.

"Five lack two." Wen Zisen pushed his glasses, "The two new men, Xie Lan and Wang Gou, can you play?"

Wang Gou clenched a pen in both hands, "Let me do it, I'll do it, I can do it, but it's hard to say if I can compare with your city kids."

"As long as you can fight." Wen Zisen immediately lowered his head and copied down the name, for fear that he would go back on his word, "Then there is one missing, everyone, stand up, just come here."

The remaining 30 people in Class 4 originally had more women than men, and there were only 12 men. No one said anything at this moment.

Indistinctly, Xie Lan felt that someone was glancing back here.

Not at him, but at the person next to him.

The owls were hesitant to speak, and collectively launched their skills - staring at them and praying.

The atmosphere was stalemate for a while, and Dou Sheng, who had been writing something in a big white notebook, put down his pen, "Okay, I'll do it then."

"Oh!!!" The class burst into joy.

Xie Lan was a little surprised, and subconsciously looked at Dou Sheng's hand.

"I haven't touched the ball for two years." Dou Sheng smiled, "Just leave me a spot, make up the number, and there is no guarantee of ranking."

Wen Zisen smiled happily, "Yes, yes, I will hand in the list right away. Oh, by the way, you are not allowed to stay in the room for self-study in the physical education class, everyone hurry up."

Dou Sheng put the cap on the pen, and buckled the big white book.

Before turning over, Xie Lan saw that the book was about a storyboard project, and the title on the upper left corner was "A Person Who Is the Complete Opposite of Me".

The whole group went out, Xie Lan followed behind Che Ziming and Wang Gou, secretly took out his mobile phone and poked the small pink TV.

The theme of the new submission event——#人设

"Oh, let me tell you." Dai You waited for Dou Sheng to pass by, "Are you really going to do it?"

Dou Sheng said indifferently: "Anyway, make up the number."

Che Ziming turned around and asked in a low voice: "You haven't played that ball for two years, can you still compete?"

"It's as if the kind of ball I played two years ago is suitable for competition." Dou Sheng pouted casually, "If you are not skilled, you should restrain yourself. Everyone is safe."

Xie Lan was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Dou Sheng held his shoulder and pulled him away, "Walk and watch the road."

For the warm-up match, the physical education teacher blows the whistle, and the venue is the small playground between the bishop and the cafeteria.

Class 12 is the last class of science, and the painting styles of the two classes are different. The owls of the fourth class all stood on the sidelines to watch the game, and they cooperated very well, while almost no one came from the 12th class except for a few players.

But the players in class 12 are not easy to mess with at first glance. The center is 1.9 meters tall, and his weight and height are the same. The small forwards and power forwards are all muscular masters. There are two locks of miscellaneous hair, and there is a grass in the mouth.

Xie Lan looked at it for a while and was a little confused, then turned his head and asked Dou Sheng in a low voice, "Why is he holding grass?"

"It may be a smoking addiction." Dou Sheng glanced at the man and then looked away indifferently, "It may also be some kind of behavioral disorder, or pica. Anyway, during the two years of high school, every time I saw him he was eating Grass."

Che Ziming came over and said, "There is one less class in class 12."

"It should be almost ready." Wen Zisen looked around, "Just now I saw Brother Cao sent a text message to call someone."

Grass brother...

It's really a concise and vivid nickname.

As soon as the words fell, there were more people on the sidelines.

Chen Ge had just shaved his hair by an inch, so short that his scalp could be exposed, and there was a two-centimeter-long blood scab at the corner of his left eye. There was a silent hawk-like loneliness in his eyes, and he stood on the sidelines and whispered to Brother Cao. negotiate.

The physical education teacher blew the whistle, "The last minute before the game! Players from both teams should play as soon as possible!"

"Help me record the footage." Dou Sheng handed the GoPro to Xie Lan, "Will it work?"

Xie Lan hummed, "What lens do you want?"

"Anyway, this is the first practice match, what is recorded, see if we can cut a line." Dou Sheng smiled, "It's not difficult for you, just record whatever you want, just make sure there are people in the camera. "

"..."

The requirements are really low.

"I see." Xie Lan turned on the phone with a cold face, "I'll hit you."

Yu Fei whispered to Dou Sheng, "Chen Ge is here."

"I'm here." Dou Sheng glanced at Chen Ge, "It's a normal fight, but what do you want him to do?"

Yu Fei paused, and shook his wrist in annoyance, "It's not that interesting, just say it casually."

The game started as soon as the whistle was blown. Dou Sheng was the tallest in the fourth team, but he was unwilling to kick off. The 1.9-meter center forward stood there, and the four groups looked at each other. In the end, Wang Gou, who was barely over 1.8 meters, went up.

The referee blew the whistle and dropped the ball. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any suspense in the result, but Wang Gou exploded with amazing jumping ability in an instant. He took off half a second earlier than the center of the 12th class. tick off.

The center forward of Class 12 was empty, and the ball had already been passed back to the backcourt of Class 4.

Dou Sheng took the ball, dribbled it twice casually, and passed it to Yu Fei. Yu Fei ran quickly, and the forwards on both sides escorted him. , Yu Fei swayed past the defense with a fake move, sent the ball, and Dou Sheng caught the ball with his backhand and jumped directly outside the three-point line——

The sound of the basketball washing over the net was carried a little far away by the wind.

There was silence for a while, and then the owls of the fourth class cheered.

"It's quite a tacit understanding." Dai You breathed a sigh of relief, and casually raised his arm to rest on Xie Lan's shoulder, "Douzi is also in good condition."

Xie Lan glanced at him, then silently took a step aside.

Dai You's elbow was caught off guard and emptied.

"What are you doing?" He was annoyed, "Aren't you a good brother?"

Xie Lan looked puzzled, "You don't have to be like this, brother."

Dai You had no choice but to grab Che Ziming and use it as a human-shaped pillar for his arms, and then analyzed the situation on the field: "Wang Gou is very strong, he has a great bounce, he has enough speed, and his reaction is quick, but his shooting is a bit inaccurate."

Che Ziming laughed silly, "After all, Gouzi was born in the countryside, and he is many times stronger than the old, weak, sick and disabled in our city."

Dai You glanced at him, "The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled are referring to yourself, don't bring others along."

Che Ziming: "..."

Xie Lan didn't speak, and the camera followed the activities on the field.

Dou Sheng didn't tell him in advance that he wanted to record the material, and he didn't make any preparations, so he could only do it according to his feel.

His intuition is that there are few spectators in the friendly match and the venue is not hot enough. At most, a few frames will be put in the official video for cross-cutting. Therefore, it is more important to use fixed-point frames to create a sense of story. Like some basketball comics, the ball can be used as a visual fulcrum to capture the dynamics of people. For example, when the ball is broken, the two figures intertwine in an instant; when dribbling and running, use the fast camera movement to deal with the out-of-focus scene;

After Dou Sheng scored two more 2 points, Xie Lan withdrew the camera from the field and patted the concrete floor under his feet downwards, counting in his heart to push and pull the camera to simulate the rhythm of the ball hitting the ground.

On the field, Dou Sheng turned his head inadvertently, and saw that little Xie Lan was patting his feet wholeheartedly.

Up and down, left and right, far and near, high and low, all kinds of shots are shot upside down, as if there is some kind of beat, a GoPro may not be enough for him to play.

"..."

Dou Sheng couldn't help but stop running, showing a confused expression.

"Move!"

Yu Fei hugged a ball that was almost empty, so he had to snatch it back by himself, and roared angrily: "Fa Nima is dumbfounded!"

Xie Lan raised his head when he heard the sound, and he couldn't help sighing when he realized that Dou Sheng had defeated a well-organized attack by his teammates.

"He doesn't seem to be as active as Yu Fei and Wang Gou."

Che Ziming raised his eyebrows, "Who is it?"

"Dou Sheng."

Che Ziming frowned and clicked his tongue, "It was very good before, but it seemed to slip away just now. Look at us, is it that I am too handsome and eye-catching in this purple sweater today?"

Xie Lan glanced at the so-called too handsome and eye-catching purple sweater, and silently chose to shut up.

The other four members of the fourth class were running wildly, and it was the first time they played together on the court, they were working hard. But Dou Sheng is not, he has always been lazy, even if he runs fast, he seems a little perfunctory, and he just throws the ball just like that, but the hit rate is not bad, almost six to five.

It's like, he is a passionate high school professional basketball team.

He is an old man who flies a kite, and he only pulls the string when he is in a good mood.

Dai You sighed, "You don't understand, it's best for him to be in this state."

"What do you mean?" Xie Lan put away the camera and asked, "What kind of ball did he play before?"

Dai You didn't say a word, and Che Ziming hesitated, "It's not a wild ball or a match-fixing. Anyway, it's like a fight, just to vent."

Xie Lan was taken aback.

He can almost understand that he has seen similar 1V1 and 2V2 in schools in the UK. They say they are playing basketball, but they are actually beating people. There are no rules and restrictions, the two sides roll up their sleeves and collide casually in order to score a goal. After a game, either one party will fall to the ground and lose the ability to move, or both will lose.

"That's all about junior high school, ah." Che Ziming looked at Dou Sheng, who was more than capable on the field, and clicked his tongue, "It's all before our beans bottomed out and rebounded. Now it's just a chat after dinner. As for the young man, I don't accept others, so I just do beans, oh, if I can have such a son in the future..."

Dai You slapped him on the back, "What are you talking about!"

"I'll just talk about it! I'm annoying you to death, you always hit me." Che Ziming swallowed the second half of the words, his face speechless.

Class 4 was strong in the first half, but the members of Class 12 didn't get used to it, and it was only in the second half that they caught up.

In all fairness, Class 12 is not weak, especially Chen Ge, who seemed unwilling to be pulled in by force, but his level of play is good. He stole three or four balls from Dou Sheng's hands, and the few attacks he organized were basically not enough. It's done.

Liu Yixuan sighed softly at the side, "Shuangjie from Class 4 actually met on the court."

Dong Jingjing stood next to her, staring at Chen Ge all the time, watching the whole game without saying a word.

When the whistle was blowing at the end, Che Ziming said to her: "Squad leader, why don't you take a look at me?"

"Looking at you?" Dong Jingjing was taken aback, and looked away from the field, "What are you doing?"

Without further ado, Che Ziming rolled up his sleeves and showed off his biceps, "Am I old?!"

"You're sick!" Dong Jingjing was swept away by the rage, and twitched his big biceps with a series of palms, "Get out! Did I never hit you before!"

Che Ziming was hissing and laughing while Dou Sheng blocked Chen Ge's last shot, dribbled the ball and slammed into the net.

Chen Ge didn't chase after him, he looked down the field, and his eyes lightly swept over Dong Jingjing and Che Ziming who were fighting together.

Then he moved his neck, turned around and said to Brother Cao: "I'll pay you back."

Brother Cao found out a root grass from nowhere and picked it up again, "During the entire game, one game cannot be missed. If one game is missing, it will not be over."

"whatever."

"Chen Ge seems to be having a difficult time in class 12." Che Ziming dodged Dong Jingjing's cat attack, leaned over and whispered, "Those in class 12 have bullied Gouzi, and they are outside every day. Forming cliques, Chen Ge should have a problem with them."

Dai You sighed deeply, "What should I do, how can I help him."

"No help." Dou Sheng came down from the field, took the GoPro from Xie Lan's hand casually, flipped through the material and said coldly: "Let him stay alone, what the hell is he doing?"

Dai You brought him a bottle of water, Dou Sheng raised his head to fill the water, and glanced down at the camera from the corner of his eye.

After a while, the Adam's apple moving up and down suddenly stopped.

He slowly put down the water bottle, brought the camera closer, stepped back for a while and looked at it again.

"There is a unified narrative angle? Is it a ball?" He turned to look at Xie Lan in surprise, "Have you studied? Professionally?"

Xie Lan felt cold and cruel, "No, I recorded it casually."

"Record it casually, can it be recorded like this?" Dou Sheng frowned, and then looked at the clip that simulated a basketball hitting the ground, "I thought you were patting your own foot on the court."

Xie Lan: "..."

What kind of mental retardation does it take to do such a thing.

Che Ziming suddenly shouted triumphantly in front of him, "It's the sequelae of the beans falling and being tricked by me. He asked me to help record the material before. When I got excited, I took pictures of my shoes for two hours."

Xie Lan: "...Oh."

It turned out to be you.

*

I enjoyed watching the game in physical education class, but when I got back to the classroom, I started to have a headache, the kind of pain that was like a splitting headache.

After finally coming home from school, Xie Lan was almost cold. He stepped on the steps upstairs with heavy feet and light feet, so dizzy that he could fall down at any time, and his hands and feet were weak.

I have never had a cold since I grew up, but this time it was too uncomfortable. In addition to my physical discomfort, I also felt an indescribable discomfort in my heart.

A little empty.

Xie Lan was embarrassed to say that he would think of his mother even when he had a cold, so he just poured a cup of hot water and sat on the bed to browse station B.

The live broadcast of Station B will end tonight. The top 16 on the popularity list and tipping list will get promotional traffic for the next month. Now Dou Sheng is 18th on the popularity list and 25th on the tipping list.

"What do you think this is?" Dou Sheng brought him two more pills of the previous medicine, "I don't want to make this list."

Xie Lan frowned upon hearing this, "Why didn't you rush?"

Dou Sheng said indifferently: "The popularity list seems to be only two places away from 16, but our non-live broadcast UP hosts have the same audience every time they start broadcasting. It is difficult to rush up without any major events. The reward list is even worse. Forget it, fans open a captain 198 and an admiral 1998, why bother, I have been pressing them not to rush."

Xie Lan said oh, raised her head and took the medicine.

Dou Sheng added, "We are playing games tonight, if you have a headache, go to sleep first, and then see if you want to be in the scene, don't force it."

"Um."

This cold medicine is very effective.

Xie Lan lay on the bed looking at the drowsy night outside the window, gently rubbing the sycamore leaves under the pillow through sleepiness.

Dispelling the nightmare is pure nonsense by Dou Sheng. The reason why he left this leaf may be just because of the familiarity.

The sycamore is a plant with a lonely temperament, but my mother said that it will also bloom. From April to June, soft and graceful petals will grow between the leaves, and it will no longer be so lonely at that time.

Xie Lan put the leaf under the pillow, turned over and fell asleep.

This time he felt dizzy, someone was chasing him in the dream, he couldn't see that person's face, at first he thought it was Xie Jingming, but later found out that it wasn't, he was just being chased all the way, sighing tiredly in the dream.

"Fuck!" The man suddenly cursed.

Xie Lan, who was running in the dream, suddenly came out of the dream.

——He was obviously running on the streets of London, why did the people chasing him curse in Chinese.

When I sat up, my chest, back, and back were covered with sweat, and the bed was so hot that I couldn't cover it, and my head returned to the half-clear and half-chaotic state at the beginning of the drug's effect.

It was completely dark outside, and there was a glass of warm water on the bedside table.

Xie Lan was about to fall down and go back to sleep, when he suddenly heard another "fuck" sound from the next door.

Then there was a very ethereal "Ah--", very forceful, but a force that was trying to suppress, maybe I didn't want to make a loud noise.

But the four kittens didn't cooperate, so they started yelling.

Xie Lan glanced at the phone, 22:28, it is estimated that Dou Sheng is live broadcasting.

So he took a sip of water, walked out of his room, and glanced at the next door.

The door was ajar, and opened with a push. The room was pitch black, and the four cats were lying on Dou Sheng's bed, their eyes blinking and blinking in the darkness.

The only light source in the room is the computer. Dou Sheng is sitting in front of the computer. There are two huge curved screens on the table. On the left is the dark and gloomy game interface, and on the right is the live broadcast room. Headphones, Xie Lan could even hear the crisp clicking sound of twisting and breaking a human cervical vertebra——

A white figure suddenly teleported from a distance to close to the camera, and grinned at Dou Sheng in front of the screen.

"ah!!!"

Dou Sheng smashed the mouse, screamed uncontrollably, bit his lips and held back, clenched his fists and beat the air wildly.

The mouse fell to the ground and clicked again inexplicably, the ghost moved forward another centimeter, and two streams of blood flowed from the corners of its eyes.

Dou Sheng took off his earphones in an instant, stood up and said, "I can't take it anymore, today's live broadcast is coming..."

He turned around and met Xie Lan who was holding a cup.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The barrage instantly skyrocketed-

Shock dad-

Fuck, the barrage warned me just now, it seems that I saw your door open-

The living interpretation of "As timid as a bean"-

I'd love to know what you saw... -

Isn't this girl still on the screen? Who did Douzi see? -

do not scare me! !

Xie Lan stretched out his hand and lightly poked the switch on the wall with his index finger.

Slap.

Light.

"What are you doing?" Xie Lan calmly raised his cup and took a sip of warm water, "Yelling and making people sleep?"

Dou Sheng, whose pupils were shaking, was stunned for a long time before he stabilized.

He was wearing a fluffy pajamas, with headphones hanging around his neck, and looked at Xie Lan in a daze.

After a long time, he said in despair: "How many times have I said this, why are you walking silently?"

"I didn't find the slippers." Xie Lan rubbed his bare feet on the floor, "Did the cat take it away?"

"The cat is not a dog, so you must have kicked it under the bed." Dou Sheng rubbed his arms frantically, "Scared me to death, I got cold from the top of the sky to my heels."

Xie Lan couldn't understand what Tianling Gai was, and his head was filled with chaos, like a pot of oatmeal porridge with rich cream. He walked to the computer with a water glass, and calmly glanced at the female ghost on the screen.

His face entered the live broadcast just like that. Her soft black hair was rolled in a mess on the bed, her complexion was milky white, and the tips of her ears were a little flushed from the heat of sleep.

Those pitch-black eyes focused for a while before they looked at the camera, and then glanced at themselves on the screen.

"Eh?" Xie Lan was stunned, "Is this considered to be in the mirror?"

After the barrage paused for a few seconds, the screen suddenly appeared like a wall-

who? ? ? I! Hold! -

So... so handsome! -

This can't be the main body of the bean, right? -

Oh, Huo Douzi was so frightened that his body and spirit were separated? ! -

handsome guy look at me! ! ! -

look here! ! ! ! !

The colorful barrage instantly blocked the live broadcast, and Xie Lan couldn't even see his own face. He wanted to fiddle with the camera with his sleepy hair, but just now he saw a place sticking up, but now he can't do anything, so he has to give up .

Dou Sheng turned off the light again, and muttered: "I think it's quite natural for you to be on camera."

"It's just that I'm not used to it, it's not unnatural." Xie Lan said lightly, "I'm just here to say hello."

The bullet screens fought crazily, to the point where no one could be seen clearly.

Xie Lan cleared her hoarse voice, "Hello everyone, I am the person who lives in Douzi's house. Now you see, man, I am a man, I have proved my identity."

As he said, he tugged at the collar of his pajamas, "I came back from England. This is the pajamas my aunt bought for me. I will stay at his house. Cough cough, I have a cold, I just woke up, so I can't fake it."

He speaks a bit incoherently. On the one hand, he is really not used to live broadcasting, and on the other hand, he is still not proficient in Chinese.

It's a bit like an oral exam. No matter how slippery you are, you will still be nervous when you meet strangers. Your brain and mouth have their own ideas.

The bullet screens are full of question marks and exclamation marks, mixed with a few abbreviations that Xie Lan can't understand, such as "AWSL" and "CPDD", I don't know what they want to express.

The number of live viewers jumped wildly. When Xie Lan first came here, it seemed to be 25.2W at a glance. Now it will be 40W.

The screen keeps popping up reminders from the cartoon girl, what kind of captain and admiral are the IDs opening up...

Xie Lan suddenly remembered, and immediately said: "Don't spend money!"

Dou Sheng specifically said tonight that he doesn't want fans to charge up these useless things, and being a UP main advertising revenue is enough.

However, Xie Lan couldn't stop screaming at all, and the crackling captain reminded Blind Eye.

Until Dou Sheng came over, "Stop it, show off that you are rich, right? It's almost enough." -

fuck off i paid for my cousin-

Cousin look at me, pink barrage! -

5555 Cousin is so handsome! ! -

Ah Wei is dead! -

Ah Wei is dead! -

Ah Wei died without a whole body! -

Awei Crematorium!

Xie Lan was startled, "Who is Ah Wei?"-

233333-

Ah Wei is a person who bullied you and called you cousin-

In this way, 400,000 people died instantly in the live broadcast room-

What's your name, cousin? -

Tell me your name so I won't call you cousin.

Xie Lan immediately said, "Xie Lan."-

Lan cub! -

Lan Zai is so good~-

Unilaterally declare that you are mother's cub! -

you are cute! very cute! !

cub?

Xie Lan frowned and looked at the barrage, a little hard to digest the name.

Dou Sheng sighed and laughed, and pulled a chair to sit next to Xie Lan.

"Anyway, this is the person who boards at my house, ah, I watched your video, don't mess around." -

I want to fuck more now-

I'm the author of the video, I'm sorry I made it too rough before, I went back to the oven and rebuilt-

Seconded! ! -

Although our Douzi is not a good person, but a good dog, I agree with this marriage! -

Male fans just watch your female fans dance quietly-

How about self-respect, can the little British brother accept this kind of ridicule? -

Only the UK should accept it-

xs

Xie Lan couldn't read most of them, and those who could understand passed too quickly. After sitting in front of the screen for a long time, except for the capitalized speechless, his eyes were a little tired.

The cartoon girl jumped on the screen, "User - you two are couple pajamas - activate Admiral!"

Dou Sheng was annoyed, "Spending money here and doing things here, right?"

The barrage of "show respect to rich women" was all over the screen.

Dou Cheng tugged at his furry collar, "Blind monk, look at me, I'm made of fur, and his is made of cotton, but the stripes are a bit similar." Xie Lan couldn't help curling her lips, and said in a low voice: "But it's also the first time I've seen you wearing this. Why don't you wear fur at home?"

Dou Sheng's expression froze.

The barrage suddenly burst into laughter, 2333 and lol are symbols that Xie Lan can understand, and he twitched the corners of his lips.

With this smile, the barrage quickly turned into AWSL.

Dou Sheng said speechlessly: "When I play horror games, I always wrap it thicker, and my back feels cold, do you understand?"

"I don't quite understand." Xie Lan said lightly, "What's so scary about ghosts?"

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts?" Dou Sheng was startled, and gestured twice in the air, "The kind that floats, long hair, white skirt, and two streams of blood in one cry."

Xie Lan paused, "I don't know what to be afraid of. No wonder the barrage said you are as timid as a bean."

Dou Sheng stayed for a while.

The barrage mocked the anchor's weak chicken, and laughed at thousands of posts in a minute.

Until the live broadcast assistant suddenly reminded that the number of online users exceeded 50W.

"It's a new high." A smile spread across Dou Sheng's eyes, "I can't even upload the data of the UP master's live broadcast. It's the first time I unlock this achievement. I'll take a screenshot." -

don't you care-

Who said that in the future, you will be a Buddhist UP-

Douzi, you've reached 16 on the popularity list, just knocked that one off-

Then I have to go next door and find out-

Thanks cousin! ! -

Let me tell you something, my cousin is so pretty-

I'm literally in love-

shut up he is a bean

Xie Lan no longer has the energy to correct the name of cousin, anyway, the gender has been proved by itself, so you can call it whatever you like.

A cold makes a person easy-going.

He silently withdrew the stool back and exited the camera.

A mournful roar rolled across the barrage in an instant, Xie Lan ignored it, put on his earphones and entered the live broadcast room of Young Master Yeshen.

Young Master Ye Shen had just turned off the game, glanced at the barrage, and asked with a smile, "What's off the list? Which list are you talking about?"

He lowered his head and nodded his mobile phone, and suddenly realized: "Yes, this episode of the popular anchor event, right? Did I fall out of the top 16? Oh, it's really...it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I don't care about it...thanks to Ye Shen's family The captain that the little fairy drove for me, love you! Thank you Tsundere Little Tudou for driving the admiral for me, admiral, rich woman, please private message me, I am a little embarrassed. Tonight, everyone who drives the admiral will give the QQ number, but This is not to encourage you to spend money. In essence, I still hope that you will spend less... Thank you for the captain who is not godly at night, thank you for the admiral of jsoed, thank you..." Xie Lan gradually revealed to the phone, "Are you sure you are not here? Make me laugh" indifferent expression.

He paused, and turned off Young Master Ye Shen's live broadcast room.

You can't look at him when you are dizzy, and it is easy to get more dizzy.

The mobile phone on the table rang suddenly, and Dou Sheng picked it up to look at the screen, "I'll go out and answer the call for the kitty delivery."

He said suddenly, "Help me for a few minutes."

As soon as Dou Sheng left, a colorful bullet screen floated across the screen, which was said by a certain admiral-

There is still an hour until the end of this event, and the popularity list next door is very close-

It's okay, beans are ahead for now-

But the next door is chasing fiercely, the number of viewers is increasing, I just came back from there-

The next door doesn't play games anymore, I'm going to show off my talent, I guess I'll die to the end

Dazed, Xie Lan clicked on Ye Shen's live broadcast room again. The so-called talent is still the pink electric guitar. Ye Shen will just click on the accompaniment of the previous remix on the computer, and the electric guitar plays two times. You can put together a show next time.

Regardless of how well Ye Shen played the electric guitar, the level of the remix was pretty good, and it could be seen that he paid a lot of money to hire professionals to do it. Moreover, the atmosphere of this music is very good, and it is easy to create a very powerful look.

Xie Lan looked at him for a while, then raised his head to glance at Dou Sheng's gaudy curved screen-

Does Lan Lan have any talent? -

Isn't Lanlan a violinist? Can you take one! -

Lan Lan! Lan Lan! Lan Lan! -

Don't force people, okay? -

Do not force! Watch Volunteer! -

We don't break our heads, we're just curious!

Xie Lan was a little confused.

For a long time, he shook his head slightly, trying to get rid of the dizzy turbidity in his head.

"I haven't played the violin for a long time. The last time was a month or two ago." He said, "And this kind of competition is unnecessary, and the beans don't matter." -

He's just talking nonsense-

Only we feel sorry for him, really-

How can it really be indifferent, hey-

You can see how many game videos he has missed after the Chinese New Year-

The dialect is a bit better.

Xie Lan looked at the text on the barrage and sighed softly.

In the half of the earphones he was wearing, the son Ye Shen started to play with the electric guitar. The miscellaneous auditions were a bit noisy. Xie Lan was about to turn it off when he suddenly heard him say, "It's really boring to play games all the time. Do you have any creative ideas?" Sincerity? I don’t want to be such a boring person, to create some atmosphere for everyone.”

Xie Lan paused.

He's not sure, is there... There is something in the words?

Dou Sheng's barrage has exploded-

fuck next door connotation us-

definitely mean we-

Can't walk independently without you, daddy, right-

Don't make trouble and upset Douzi-

How many times has Bean said don't make trouble-

Then let people scold you?

My family also quarreled.

Xie Lan took a deep breath.

He also put on the other earphone, and Ye Shen pulled the chord twice again, and said in a helpless tone: "Can you stop cueing others, I play my music, broaden my way, you always mention What are others doing?"

"Have a little bit of guts, you guys, don't you have to look forward to being a human being? Besides, my statistics are relatively leading, so it's not me who should be under pressure, right? Business fans, don't worry about it, ah."

look ahead?

Xie Lan didn't understand much, but he understood this sentence.

Who's ahead? Who is behind?

He stood up instantly, "wait for me."

Fucking bitch.

A slut shouldn't be used to talk about Dou Sheng. The fans are right. Compared with the sluts outside, Dou Sheng can only be regarded as a dog at best.

There seemed to be a little trouble in the flight arrangement, and Dou Sheng had already gone to the first floor while talking on the phone, discussing with someone in a low voice.

Xie Lan went directly back to the house to pick up the piano box, went back to Dou Sheng's room, put it on the table, and took the piano out of the box.

He was in a bad mood, and his face in the camera was a little cold.

The barrage has been brushed to the point where even the writers of the Xinhua dictionary cannot recognize a single character. Xie Lan wiped the strings and bridges with a soft towel under the watchful eyes of everyone, and re-applied the rosin. Leaning at an elegant forty-five degrees, the lower jaw rests lightly.

The strings don't need to be too tuned, and he will take them out every few days for maintenance when he is not playing.

"I play very ordinary. And I haven't played for a long time." He muttered to the camera in a low voice, "Usually I don't play big songs, but I play songs in anime." -

enough-

Hand control to see this is dead-

55555 The body and the piano are elegant together-

Mom really loves mom loves you! ! -

Mom wants to produce food for you! -

You don't have to force Lan Zai to be sick, everyone is just joking-

It doesn't matter if it's not good, we're not really going to PK with them-

After all, they were professionals who found someone to do the remix. Xie Lan paused when he saw the golden barrage at the end.

Well.

The past two years have been a bit slack, and it is indeed a bit "ordinary". But it's not... so "ordinary" that you have to compare it with the neighbor.

Just, it's insulting.

He asked, "Do you have any favorite anime OP?" -? ? ? -

I hear you mean it doesn't seem very common-

Van up-

As expected of a bean man-

Bah, as expected of Douzi's cohabitant! -

Not right, as expected of Dou Zi's good friend Ren Er! -

I'm a bit confused for learning the piano, this piano doesn't look like an ordinary person who plays the piano would buy it...-

Do you play "Chilian Rude", Dou Ziju likes that song-

EnglishH.Blood

Xie Lan turned his face sideways, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

He made his "debut" with H.Blood, and his arrangement made the melody break free from the shackles of multi-instrument performance, and became a rare anime OP that is very suitable for violin solo. The only problem may be that my personal style is too strong, so I have to temporarily change a few paragraphs this time.

Xie Lan roughly conceived the next piece of music with his chaotic brain, nodded and said in a low voice: "Let me try."

The bow is put on the strings, and with a slight turn, clear and ethereal music flows out.

The lyrics of "Red Lotus Like Death" tell a tragic story originating from death. The protagonist chews deeply on the great hatred and carries forward with heavy burdens, fights, bleeds, transforms, and reaches the peak.

With the lights off in the room, the white light from the computer screen covered the boy playing the violin and the brown violin with a layer of bright white. Xie Lan's arm opened and closed freely with the bow, and his body moved with the rhythm, sometimes intensely and sometimes soothingly. swing.

The violin is a string music that can enslave people's hearts. The treble is slender like a slap on the heart and pulled to the extreme. The bass is steady and has its own reverberation roar. It was as if the red blood dripped into a lotus that bloomed in rotation.

As the story in the music advances, Xie Lan pulls faster and faster, his left hand vibrating the strings almost trembles under the light, his black hair slightly rises back with the swing of his body, and the two of them are talking with a bow, the rhythm is constantly accelerating Ascending, when it is so intense that the human heart is about to jump out-the bow suddenly draws a long stroke, and the rhythm is instantly relieved, bringing out a trace of unresolved sadness.

It's like sobbing in the empty valley, with a faint, lingering sadness lingering between the notes.

In the past, the vibration of the strings was Xie Lan's belief, but after that person left, he gradually touched less.

Because the violin is the loneliest instrument, he is afraid of the loneliness that cannot be relieved every time after a hearty song.

The tail sound dissipated, the qin bow paused, and after a while, Xie Lan put down the qin.

It's been a long time since I touched it, and my hands are a little raw, but fortunately, the completion is not bad. It's just that he hasn't played the piano for a long time, and the boy's white collarbone is red in the camera.

Xie Lan let out a sigh of relief, and poked his temple, which was still dull and painful.

Burning stupid, and still a little obsessed, I agreed to pull a section in front of hundreds of thousands of people.

He set up the bow, and suddenly caught sight of the live broadcast assistant's panel out of the corner of his eye, and stopped.

The number of viewers seemed to have just exceeded 50W just now, but this meeting has already reached 180.2W, which is a single digit more, and it is still rising.

In the "boarding" list, the length of the list of admirals and captains has more than doubled. On the top right corner of this live broadcast list, Dou, the most handsome man in the world, has jumped to the tenth monthly total popularity. Currently, the number of real-time viewers has reached the top of all platforms. And the number of viewers on Ye Shen's side seems to have dropped by hundreds of thousands compared to before playing the piano, and now it has dropped to 19 on the total popularity list.

In the live broadcast room of the most handsome Dou in the world, the unified red barrage is even crazier than those data-

The sorrow of life, the splendor of death! -

Courage, rekindle! -

dad! ! -

cub! ! no dad! ! -

Playing the wildest violin with the softest eyes! ! -

Burning, really burning-

This is the live broadcast room of the UP master? -

Home Notice! -

woo woo woo I cried

Among the many red bullet screens, a golden bullet screen floated very eye-catchingly-

If you want to stay in China for a long time, you may wish to consider cooperating with Douzi

Xie Lan was stunned for a while.

Then he suddenly heard movement at the door, turned around inadvertently, and saw Dou Sheng standing at the door.

The slender figure stood in the interlacing of light and darkness, those deep black eyes were slightly absent-minded, with a rare trace of helplessness, and the fluctuation of the light in the eyes was an emotion that Xie Lan could not understand.

He stared blankly at him, and the elegant coffee-colored violin standing at his feet.

The author has something to say: the person typing on the keyboard found Doudan squatting in the grass and talking to himself.

She walked over and poked Doudan hard, why?

Doudan was poked somersault and rolled twice on the ground, but he was abnormally lifeless.

It had no choice but to pat the ashes on the eggshell in a temper, and whispered: The one who typed the keyboard——

Typing on the keyboard: Huh?