"Second cat, teach me."

Xie Lan felt someone bombard him in the head.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed the strap of his schoolbag. He wanted to escape the bombing zone quickly, but he couldn't because the bomb was hanging behind him.

He anxiously said, "Get up, don't you have any bones?"

When the words fell, there was a light on the shoulders, and Dou Sheng straightened up.

He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, the guy changed his angle and pushed his forehead up again.

The voice muffled on his shoulder and said: "My heart hurts when the throne of mathematics was taken away, don't you see it?"

Xie Lan paused for a moment, "I didn't see it."

"well."

Someone buried him with a deep sigh, "The beans are low, the beans are deflated."

Dai You in front turned his head, his face was bombarded by thunder, "You can be a little flirtatious, if someone's exam is higher than yours, you're going to mess with him like this?"

Che Ziming followed up with criticism, "It's unbearable, it's despicable!"

"Agreed." Wang Gou nodded solemnly, "Benefactor, we can't do this."

Dou Sheng leaned against Xie Lan and snorted, "This is a deal between the number one and the second in the city, so don't bother anyone."

The faces of the three were all the same, they were silent for two seconds, and at the same time they rolled their eyes behind Xie Lan's back.

Really, a world famous painting.

A group of girls passed by quickly, laughing and turning their heads frequently.

The pores all over Xie Lan's body exploded, and he stepped forward stiffly, "Get up, hurry up."

Dou Sheng sighed quietly, "But when you were depressed, you paralyzed on me, and I didn't abandon you."

Xie Lan was taken aback, "When?"

"Just last night, you got drunk and paralyzed on me, yelling, teaching me for your friend with three million fans." Dou Sheng moved his shoulders and whispered, "Do you have to be a man? Fair? I didn't run, and neither can you."

Xie Lan shut herself up.

Dou Sheng is an outrageous spokesperson. He usually looks cold and indifferent, but after getting acquainted with him, he can be so reckless.

Xie Lan was in a state of confusion, thinking about Dou Sheng for a while, and couldn't help but worry about whether he had slipped up last night.

But judging from Dou Sheng's current reaction, it should be that he didn't hear anything that shouldn't be heard.

From the teaching building to the dormitory, the journey in a few minutes seems to have traveled 10,000 years. Back in the dormitory, someone finally walked alone, sighed and said quietly: "No one talks about the topic, I'm so pitiful, I have to work hard to correct my mistakes."

As he spoke, he looked at Xie Lan and sighed again, "It turns out that the depression of a scumbag is so painful, it's strange that I can't get used to it."

Dai You couldn't roll his eyes back, and Wang Gou was similar, the two of them went out with the washbasin together, like a pair of zombies going out on the street.

Xie Lan sat at the desk writing a composition with a blank expression. After writing a few strokes, she couldn't help but sneak a glance to the side.

Dou Sheng probably knew which question was wrong, so he tore out a piece of paper and wrote down the original question silently, then restored the geometric figure with a few strokes, and started to find the auxiliary line again.

Naogui Nao, he can learn immediately after holding back his smile. When he was studying, he didn't sit upright like others, but turned sideways, stepped on the railing between the two beds with one leg, put the paper on his leg, and wrote down a line of formulas with a pen for a while, repeating the cycle.

Not long after, Dou Sheng slapped the straw paper on the table, scribbled down the last few lines, and threw the paper into the trash can.

Xie Lan asked in surprise, "Give up?"

"Am I the one who gave up, I made it." Dou Sheng smiled, "I connected the wrong auxiliary line before, this time it must be right."

As he spoke, he leaned back on the chair and stretched his waist with all his strength, his white shirt was pulled up, revealing his thin and firm skin.

"You can continue to browse station B, okay."

Xie Lan was speechless while writing the composition.

The meaning of Dou Sheng's life seems to be to visit station B.

After a while, someone's long legs stretched out again and kicked on his stool scale.

"Hey."

Xie Lan said without raising her head, "What are you doing?"

Dou Sheng raised his mobile phone, "The popularity of human-made videos has passed, you have a wave of 200,000 fans, Ermao, it's really you."

Xie Lan just finished writing the last sentence of the composition. He got enough 800 words and carefully drew a full stop.

"Most of them are supported by your fans." He said, poking at the homepage of station B and looking at it.

Private messages exploded, similar to those received during the Youtube update period, with compliments, tree holes, individual eccentricities, and invitations for advertisements.

Xie Lan quickly swipe across the list with his fingertips, and suddenly freezes somewhere.

"MR.X who loves to eat" also sent a private message, and he only sent three messages.

Xie Lan stared at the profile picture calmly for a while, then clicked-

Hi~~-

Look what goodies I found! The rising music star UP has been paying attention to me! -

Looking at the order of your list, I am the first UP you pay attention to, God! nah!

Xie Lan was silent for a full minute in front of the enthusiasm and confidence gushing out from the screen.

Then he raised his finger and gently tapped back.

Heh, the guy who has sex with someone.

Xie Lan scrolled down for a while, and there were many UPs who came to say hello in the music area. The big UPs communicated directly, and the small UPs usually sent a compliment first, and then carefully left a link for mutual fo.

Xie Lan politely sent a thank you, and then gave friendly attention one by one.

Dou Sheng passed by behind holding the toiletries, "Hurry up and think about what to do in the next issue."

Xie Lan said, "I want to plan a grassland concert with the theme of early summer phoenix trees, and I will ask my classmates to perform together."

"Outdoor?" Dou Sheng's eyes lit up, "It's ok, make the program longer, live broadcast first, and then cut the video."

Xie Lan nodded, "That's my plan too, but I have to wait until Liu Yixuan is in a better mood. There are quite a few students in the class who can play musical instruments, so I'll ask them one by one in the past two days."

Dou Sheng's eyes crooked with a smile, "My two months of piano skills may not be good, so I will be responsible for decorating the picture."

Xie Lan turned around and said quietly, "You can be in charge of the most handsome part in the world."

Dou Sheng stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers crisply in front of his eyes, "confidant!"

Xie Lan: "..."

Before going out, Dou Sheng said casually: "But you have to catch this wave of fans as soon as possible. The recent live broadcast will give you a sense of presence."

"Forget it." Xie Lan shook his head subconsciously, "Qin is not at school, what's so interesting about the live broadcast."

Dou Sheng replied lazily from outside the corridor, "You look good just sitting in the camera."

Xie Lan continued to scroll down the private messages, poked a few at random, and almost all the fans were calling him to broadcast the daily routine.

It is reasonable to suspect that Dou Sheng's brain circuit has integrated the background database of Station B.

WeChat suddenly shook.

Guo Ruize sent a whole screen of exclamation points--

My goodness, 354! ! -

Are you still a person? ? -

You blow up our class, our teacher is in the examination paper group, now the entire second year of high school attached to you knows that you are proud of your talent and dare to shout directly on the paper.

Xie Lan copied "respect for talent and pride" into the dictionary and looked it up.

[shi cai ao wu]: refers to relying on one's own ability to be arrogant.

He froze for a moment, then copied the word "crying" into the dictionary: [jiao xiao] refers to shouting arrogantly.

Xie Lan replied in a daze: No shouting, I really can't understand the question-

Nonsense? The question about measuring the cliff is the first part, can you understand it? Obviously, you are dissatisfied with the long-winded math questions. To be honest, we are also annoyed by this kind of questions, but it is too sloppy for you to directly clamor for the question group.

Xie Lan hesitated facing the screen.

At first he was very repulsed to directly say that his Chinese is not good, because he was afraid of being questioned. But then he made a lot of embarrassments, and the people around him were very kind, so he gradually seemed to be indifferent.

Xie Lan:-

I'm just expressing my true feelings-

I am a Chinese who is not qualified, sometimes I can't read Chinese.

Ruize Guo:-

...... You scold again! -

I want to show these words to my teacher now-

If he could stun him, he wouldn't blame us for doing poorly in the exam.

Xie Lan is numb.

He patiently typed word by word: No, I mean, my Chinese is really poor. I came back from abroad, and I have just returned to China for less than a month.

The other party was silent for a long time before replying--

Oh that's right...then I get it, sorry sorry-

But the sentence just now has been spread by the whole class, and they refuse to listen to your sophistry now, ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Xie Lan:? ?

Who are these people?

Life is not easy, the handsome guy is speechless.

*

Back this week, Xie Lan clearly felt that he was "famous".

When we go to the cafeteria for lunch together, the people in front of the queue will look back at him, some will whisper to each other, and very few will come to talk to him.

"Boss, I'm only 10% in mathematics. I want to ask what did you eat to grow up?"

"Xie Lan, I also learn the violin, do you have time to play together?"

...

And Dou Sheng is like a diligent anti-virus software, every time Xie Lan is cold-faced before he feels embarrassed.

"Mathematics is very good. You don't think about mathematics, but you think about people who do well in mathematics? Then I can only say that it is fortunate that high school does not take logic."

"Then let's study mathematics, physics and chemistry together, and bring me when we play together? How dare you say yes? I'll fuck you, your skin is better than mine, admiration."

...

Dou, the most handsome man in the world, has a cold and poisonous mouth, he will slap him as soon as he opens his mouth, and he will never stop until he slaps people until his eyes are distracted.

Although Xie Lan couldn't bear it, out of fear of excessive attention, she chose to stand behind and pretend to be dead.

But he really felt a little uneasy.

Just before the physical education class in the afternoon, it was predicted that homework would be done live at noon on Wednesday, and Dong Jingjing deliberately came over with a straight face and said, "If you stay in the classroom at noon the day after tomorrow, you must ask me to apply for a leave note in advance!"

Xie Lan nodded immediately, "Okay, I will remember."

Dong Jingjing couldn't help laughing, "You've been so hot lately. In the past two days, several girls from other classes have asked me for WeChat. You can recruit girls if you are handsome, good at math, and talented. You take all of them." Already!"

Dou Sheng immediately said, "Please cover up his WeChat ID so that it does not leak out. It is everyone's responsibility to protect the class mascot."

Dong Jingjing nodded, "Of course I know, are there still few people who ask me for your number? When did I give it to you?"

Dou Sheng smiled and said, "Thank you."

After Dong Jingjing left, Xie Lan let out a deep sigh and spread out the composition paper that had just been handed out.

He put a lot of effort into writing the composition "Pursuit", and the result was not bad. The composition scored 24 out of 60 points. Although there must be Lao Qin's emotional charity, it must have improved compared to before.

Lao Qin also wrote him a long series of comments: "The emotion in this article is sincere, and the theme is not off the mark, but half of the arguments are inconsistent with the main purpose, and the remaining half are too grounded. It shouldn't appear in the composition of the college entrance examination. The teacher found out that you also opened an account at station B, it's okay to play with Dou Sheng, but don't delay your study, especially Chinese, alas."

A capital "啊" revealed a trace of the teacher's exhaustion.

"What's the matter?"

Dou Sheng leaned over and lifted his finger to pull his hand away from the score, tsk, "Twenty, isn't this a big improvement? I even started to imagine that you broke through fifty or sixty in Chinese in the midterm exam."

Xie Lan said in a muffled voice: "It's not all because of the composition, I just think it's a bit too much attention recently. Maths is fine, teachers and classmates know about doing UP."

He was indeed the proud son of heaven, but it has been a long time in the past two years, and he is a little uncomfortable.

Xie Lan lowered his head to look at the inappropriate arguments that Lao Qin circled, but Dou Sheng raised his hand to cover his forehead and pushed him back, and said with a smile, "Do you know what it's called?"

Xie Lan patted his hand away, "What's your name?"

"It's gold that always shines." Dou Sheng held the coin with a smile to play, "Young man, you have already looked forward, don't hide your light anymore. Paper doesn't cover fire, yarn doesn't block light, even if it's not for you For yourself, for your mother, you have to burn too."

Xie Lan digested for a while, "How to burn?"

Dou Sheng said with a smile, "You can do whatever you want, as good as you can do it, you don't care whether others pay attention or not."

The weather was fine during the physical education class, which made people feel very comfortable.

Che Ziming injured his foot and couldn't get on the court. The people from class 12 waited for a long time on the sidelines holding the ball, but they still couldn't find anyone who could replace him.

Wen Zisen was sweating profusely, and yelled: "This is not good, if Herring's kick is slow, our class will not be able to make up for the official competition next month?"

Dong Jingjing sighed, "There are more women than men, and there are not many men left."

Wen Zisen looked around anxiously, and suddenly caught sight of Chen Ge who was dribbling the ball on the sidelines. His eyes lit up, and he shouted to class 12, "Why don't we return Chen Ge to us in the basketball game?"

Chen Ge paused, and looked back at him emotionlessly.

Brother Cao held Cao Le in his mouth, "You guys who are good at studying are too wasteful. You can't get enough people for every game. Can you come to the competitor's class to borrow someone for a training match?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of sparse laughter from the end of Class 12.

Xie Lan looked around, Yu Fei's expression was very ugly, and the players who were about to play all frowned.

Only Dou Sheng looked indifferent every day, he patted the ball again and again, his expression was indifferent, he even raised his head to the air and stared blankly when the two groups of people were arguing, and after a while, he opened his mouth and made a long blow yawn.

"Are you still playing?" He asked angrily, "If there are not enough people in the group, I'm going to buy an ice cream and play with my phone."

Wen Zisen: "..."

Xie Lan didn't think too much about it, she stepped forward and said lightly, "I'll go."

There was a sudden silence among the crowd.

Dou Sheng's casual expression was also paused, and he turned back to look at him with some hesitation.

Wang Gou stared wide-eyed, "Can you play ball?"

Xie Lan hummed, took off her coat and threw it to Yu Fei, wearing only a pure white T-shirt.

The young man was a little thin, but under the bright sunlight, he looked calm, and casually took the warm-up ball thrown by the physical education teacher and dribbled it twice, and the picture was actually very harmonious.

Xie Lan's physical stamina is not very good, but his explosive power is good. Before that, he played a wave of fast breaks at the match point.

He explained to Wen Zisen: "I haven't played for a long time, but I will definitely be able to play. I played school competitions in England before."

Wen Zisen dislocated his jaw on the spot.

The afternoon wind is lazy and warm, blowing away the bright sunshine layer by layer, sweeping across everyone's cheeks.

Xie Lan saw Dou Sheng standing not far away and smiling at him, silently and clearly, which made him suddenly recall the soft sentence "Don't hide yourself anymore" in the classroom just now.

"Come on." Xie Lan moved his wrist lightly, "I can directly hold it at the position of the door and deliver the ball to Dou Sheng."

There's something magical about this gym class.

The physical education teacher who was squatting on the sidelines and blowing the whistle found that the lineup of the fourth class, which was barely made up, played unexpectedly well. Dou Sheng was in a completely different state from the last practice match, as if he had peeled off a layer of lazy skin, running like the wind, and even his flying hair was full of vigor. Xie Lan, who was playing for the first time, had a steady ball control rhythm and strong observation skills. He dribbled the ball alone several times to avoid the double-team and went straight to the inside.

Xie Lan and Dou Sheng's fast-break line is not at all like the first cooperation, the tacit understanding is unbreakable. Twenty minutes later, class four had already led by six goals.

Class 12 was in a hurry. Brother Cao quickly stopped the discussion and changed his strategy. Two people stared at Xie Lan to death, and Chen Ge maneuvered to cut off the fast attack of Xie Lan and Dou Sheng.

However, Xie Lan's playing is as serious as doing a math problem. When the offensive opportunity is blocked, he will stare at the rebound and never give up the slightest chance. The basketball rotates in his eyes, and those arcs seem to have coordinates, which allow him to accurately predict whether it will hit the basket and rebound, and run ahead to intercept it.

"Dou Sheng!" Xie Lan grabbed a rebound and hurriedly delivered the ball as the two chased after him, shouting.

Dou Sheng responded: "I heard!" He shook off Chen Ge's interception from a distance, threw himself forward and hooked the ball, then turned around to balance his center of gravity, staggered two steps to stand firm, turned and ran to the outside.

"Three points!" Wen Zisen shouted from the sidelines, "Douzi! Three points!!"

Dou Sheng was as light as a swallow, he jumped on tiptoes outside the line, and threw the ball gently with his wrist, but the ball scored extremely domineeringly, and the sound of washing the net echoed in the small playground.

Under the inside line, Xie Lan supported his knees with his hands, panting lightly.

After not playing for a long time, he heard his heart beating wildly in his chest, and his whole body was so hot that it rushed to his cheeks, very irritable and refreshing.

Five minutes to the end of the practice session.

Dou Sheng raised a finger in the air, and before he could feed the ball, he began to take the initiative to take the rhythm.

The two defenders switched roles,

"Xie Lan, go on!" Dou Sheng grabbed a rebound.

Xie Lan received the ball, and Chen Ge and the center forward of Class 12 quickly surrounded him. The center forward who was over 1.9 meters almost surrounded him tightly. Hui moved his left foot slightly, but he twisted his waist and dribbled the ball to the right to break through. The center was deceived by his fake move, but Chen Ge still bit him firmly.

Chen Ge doesn't play hard, but he is very skilled. He has decisive shots, accurate steals, and is an opponent that cannot be ignored.

Facing Chen Ge head-on, those sharp and cold eyes were even more shocking.

Xie Lan subconsciously felt that he should say something, but he didn't know what to say when he met those eyes. He was hesitating, but saw Chen Ge cut the ball in his hand instantly!

In a blink of an eye, the body reacted before the brain. Xie Lan hooked the back of the ball with his fingertips and turned around to barely dodge. Chen Ge's hand slid past the basketball, and then Xie Lan dribbled the ball straight to the line, and was chased by several people behind him. Runs and barely makes a layup.

clang!

Score.

Huh, huh, huh--Xie Lan ran back to his inner line, panting more and more.

I haven't played for a long time, I'm really tired. Physical strength is quickly exhausted, and a person becomes a waste. Sure enough, quiet activities like violin and mathematics are more suitable for handsome guys.

He raised his wrist to wipe his sweat, glanced at the off-court time, and there was still the last half minute, which was a great advantage.

However, Wang Gou got the ball again. He hesitated between Dou Sheng and Xie Lan, and finally chose to throw the ball to Xie Lan who was unguarded.

Boom.

Xie Lan instinctively caught the ball, then was stunned for a second.

Again?

Let it go, let it go, so what.

But there seemed to be a climax off the court because of the last ball, and cheers continued. The girls in Class 4 let go of their restraint and stretched their necks one by one and called his name.

"Xie Lan!! Xie Lan!!!"

Che Ziming roared until his eyeballs almost popped out, "Lan, let me go!!"

Xie Lan's brain was a little blank after lack of oxygen. Looking at the people running towards him, and hearing the deafening cheers from both sides, the words in "Rain Lane" suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

walk slowly.

He dribbled the ball half-actually, barely running a few steps forward.

Chen Ge led the 1.9-meter center forward from Class 12 to surround him.

Xie Lan suffocated for a while, while dribbling the ball under the double-team, he counted seconds in his heart, looking forward to the whistle of relief.

"Xie Lan broke the defense!!" Wang Gou in the distance couldn't help, he could only shout hoarsely, "Break the defense!!"

Xie Lan's ears were almost deaf from the shock, but his heart was beating like thunder, and the two mountains in front of him crushed him to death.

Tens of seconds count down, and the whistle will be blown if the ball is not shot.

Chen Ge caught Xie Lan's tense moment and decisively intercepted the ball. The center disrupted his vision for him. Xie Lan was about to give up powerlessly when he suddenly heard familiar footsteps approaching from behind.

No, it's not so much heard as it is felt.

He felt Dou Sheng coming.

A slender hand reached into the chaotic battle situation, hooked the ball away from his hand, and scratched his palm lightly with the little finger before leaving.

"Leave it to me." Dou Sheng whispered in his ear as he passed by.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind in the campus, blowing from all directions, and the sycamore trees on the tree-lined road rustled.

Dou Sheng dribbled the ball with one hand, two consecutive backs dodged the defenders, broke into the opponent's basket like flowing clouds and flowing water, and took off lightly.

Those fluffy black hair swayed brilliantly in the sun, swish--, the basketball washed over the net to score, and the orange arcs spun continuously between the nets, like a brisk waltz.

Dou Sheng landed one step ahead of the basketball, and ran two steps to the sidelines, panting.

The boy's chest heaved gently, and the sycamore tree covering the side of the small playground dropped a leaf in the wind, spinning around his head. Dou Sheng seemed to sense something, raised his hand to intercept it from the air, and spread the leaves in his palm.

He turned around to find Xie Lan's direction, smiled casually, and carefully lifted the leaf in his palm to his mouth, and blew gently towards Xie Lan.

call--