The newly rented house is in an old neighborhood near T University. He Xiu and his family live two floors down, but the apartment is much bigger than He Xiu's.
The monthly rent for this house was not cheap. Dou Sheng searched the neighborhood and found this was the only one that met his requirements—a second-hand house that had been renovated and lived in, with both the living room and the rooms facing south. Video shooting requires an open and transparent space, and the most fearful thing is that the room is full of furniture that is crowded together, so there is only a sofa in the living room and a bed in the bedroom. Even the workbench at the foot of the bed is newly purchased.
Xie Lan was awakened by the bright sunlight. Before he knew it, he felt as if he was back in the scorching sun during military training.
But then, he heard the familiar sound of a mouse clicking. Although the window of the bedroom was open for ventilation, there was still a lingering smell of beef hotpot. The memories of last night's party with friends suddenly came back to his consciousness, along with a terrible headache.
It felt like there was a big ball of pain in his head, hitting it every time his heartbeat.
"Hiss—" He pressed his temple and turned over.
Dou Sheng, who was sitting at the computer with his back to him, turned around and asked, "Awake?"
Xie Lan hummed, "Your voice is a little hoarse."
“I almost drank myself into a blackout last night… I don’t even know when the four of them left.” Dou Sheng’s throat seemed to be clogged with fire, and he mumbled.
Xie Lan leaned over and asked, "When did you wake up?"
"I'm a little earlier than you. I just cleaned up the mess from last night." Dou Sheng tightened his throat, "Oh yeah, I've boiled some water, go and get two cups. I'm going to make up for the live broadcast I missed yesterday."
Xie Lan just walked to the door of the room and heard the word "live broadcast". For some reason, he was in a trance for a while.
The cell phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated twice. It was a courier message.
"The carpet has arrived." Xie Lan then put aside the vague feeling of memory just now and walked out while saying, "I'll go down and get it. You can prepare for the live broadcast."
"Um."
I only received one text message, but when I arrived at the courier point, I found that there were more than a dozen of their express parcels piled up there, all of which were soft furnishings from their store.
The sun was blazing outside. Xie Lan was always afraid of the heat, but after the military training, he didn't feel irritated at all. He used tape to bundle a dozen express boxes into a pile and dragged them all the way back to the apartment.
As soon as I entered the door, my whole body cooled down and I felt very comfortable.
"Dou Sheng—" he shouted at the door, "Do you want to live stream now or in the evening? I'm a little hungry, how about eating first?"
Dou Sheng replied to him.
The sound of the mouse clicking could still be heard in the bedroom. I didn't know if it was an illusion, but the frequency of the clicks sounded... hesitant.
The phone vibrated again. It was Yes.
"My friend, what did you do behind our backs last night???"
Xie Lan stared at the message for a long time and replied with a question mark.
He clicked on the dialog box and checked the message list - 999+, military training group, mathematics group, dormitory group, English Chinese group... These groups were constantly exploding. In addition, several up masters he had added as friends also sent messages, asking him "Are you sober?"
Xie Lan was confused when he suddenly heard Dou Sheng shout, "Xie Lan. Come here."
The tone was calm, but somehow there seemed to be something abnormal.
Xie Lan put on slippers and asked, "What's wrong?"
The camera was on, it turned out that the live broadcast had started. No wonder Dou Sheng replied to him just now.
Xie Lan approached and found that the barrage was quite solid, with waves rolling across the screen. Dou Sheng’s high-energy moments during live broadcasts were usually like this.
And at this moment, they are all brushing the same sentence -
- Beans are coming
- Beans are coming
- Beans are coming
"What do you mean Bean is here? Haven't you been sitting here all the time?" Xie Lan frowned and muttered, glancing at the main screen.
On the main screen was the familiar planet construction interface; this was the space infrastructure game that Dou Sheng had gone crazy playing when he entered the military training camp at T University.
Xie Lan felt something was wrong, but once again a subtle sense of familiarity arose.
The familiarity prompted him to glance at the screen twice more, and when he saw a nondescript Ferris wheel, he muttered, "Why are you still doing this kind of thing?"
Barrage changes instantly—
-Because Xie Lan must like it very much
-Because Xie Lan must like it very much
-Because Xie Lan must like it very much
…
Xie Lan frowned, "What do you mean I like it? What's wrong with the barrage?"
Dou Sheng's Adam's apple twitched and he looked up at him.
The tone was gentle: "You are so thoughtful."
Xie Lan: “Hmm?”
Dou Sheng lowered his head and clicked on the core energy storage, looking at the number "24" in silence for a long time.
Then he quietly quit the game, opened a new browser window, and went to the homepage of Bilibili.
The hand that manipulated the mouse to click "Hot" trembled slightly.
It was ranked No. 1 in popularity, with 8.94 million views, and it gloriously unlocked the small label of "shared by many people". The uploader was an ID that Xie Lan had seen before, called "Passionate Angel".
He has seen too many fan IDs that play on the "Indifferent Devil" meme, so he is particularly sensitive to it.
He glanced at the video title again—0918 Live Screen Recording: I am Douzi, Xie Lan must like this
Xie Lan frowned even deeper: "Is this a video that pranks you?"
Dou Sheng pondered for a moment, "Maybe... in a certain sense... I guess... maybe."
"Click and take a look." Xie Lan said unhappily.
Dou Sheng hesitated. In fact, he had not watched the video yet. However, based on the miserable state of the game save file, the barrage content of the past few minutes, and the greetings from friends who kept popping up on WeChat... he already had a rough idea in his mind.
He pondered for a while and moved the mouse towards the cross in the upper right corner. "Why not just forget it, I'll just play the game first..."
"Let's take a look." Xie Lan leaned over and pulled back his wrist, saying firmly, "It's already on the hot list, why don't you take a look at what's going on?"
Dou Sheng: “…”
-Since you asked...
-You will regret this
-I would like to call it Lanzai's social suicide moment
-Ah this... please comfort my baby
-Lanlan, remember, human life is actually very short
-Yes, life is almost over, it's a pity
- If the planet cannot survive, you can still run away.
What a mess.
Xie Lan frowned and looked at the screen. The first few seconds of the recording were black, and then a voice suddenly rang out.
Low, slightly drunk...
"Okay everyone, I'm Douzi, the most handsome man in the world, Dou Gangtanmo, I will definitely not do it."
This voice seems familiar...
The next second, Xie Lan's eyes widened and his pupils trembled.
Last night... God's admonition... 0229xl Star... Debating with the barrage...
Countless broken images suddenly flooded back into my memory.
His head buzzed and he frantically reached for the mouse, but the screen had already lit up.
He froze, staring at himself in the picture.
The person in the video had flushed cheeks, his clear black eyes were lowered with a drunken look, and he burped lightly.
"Stop spamming. I will definitely help you finish building this planet tonight. When have I ever let you down?... Well, I'm leaving it at that. If I can't finish this little ball, I'll dress up and go to T University's mock court to record a video."
Xie Lan began to suffer from lack of oxygen.
Dou Sheng suddenly sat up straight in his chair and said in amazement: "Ah, this seems to be more exciting than I expected."
He raised his head and looked at Xie Lan, "Do you like it? Look at what I'm wearing, all black?"
Xie Lan: “…”
My mind went blank and the hangover headache got worse.
Although he was in an air-conditioned room, his hands were covered in sweat, his language function was offline, and he could only stare at the exploding barrage of comments.
-It's so funny, Douzi started to realize that this is a treasure video
-Bean: It’s getting exciting!
-Yes, Douzi, you heard it wrong.
-He was drunk last night but still didn't forget to express his inner desire...
-Since the (fake) boyfriend asked...
Xie Lan's ears felt hot, and he sat on the bed blankly, watching himself on the screen spending money like water in the game, forcing those fancy facilities into Dou Sheng's exquisite heavy-industry city-state, and from time to time there were some mind-boggling operations...
For example, he complained more than a dozen times, "Why is there ink on the screen?", and then he turned his face to the camera and blew wildly on toilet paper, trying to wipe off the barrage on the screen.
For example, he repeatedly switched between "I'm Xie Lan" and "I'm Douzi", changing his words ten times in just a few minutes. He also stared blankly in front of the live camera, muttering to himself: "Who am I... whoi? Who talking me the screen? Why does this pla look cold?"
For example, he forcibly imitated Dou Sheng in the live broadcast, calling the audience "audience master", frowning artificially and looking impatient, and saying "My most handsome Dou in the world..."
- I can't fucking take it anymore
-I laughed so hard last night that I almost vomited. I just laughed so hard that I vomited.
- Lanzai is so pitiful
-Look at him, his eyes are blank.
-The pupils are trembling and the face is as white as paper
-My ears are bleeding and my lips are trembling
- He may have left his body
- Bean, can you please turn the camera down so I can see Xie Lan's toes curled up
-Question: If Lanzai picks his toes, can he make out musical notation
Xie Lan's mind was buzzing as he watched himself begin to deploy 0229xl stars in deep concentration in the camera. He put his hand on Dou Sheng's shoulder and said desolately, "Don't look at it anymore. Put it away."
Dou Sheng was enjoying it very much. "Right away."
Xie Lan: “…”
The scenes of spending money lavishly in the game were very challenging not only to Dou Sheng, but also to himself, and his nerves were pounding.
He subconsciously glanced at Dou Sheng, who was watching the video with great concentration. Every time the game deducted core energy, he gasped in pain, but in the next moment he tried hard to hold back his laughter because of Xie Lan's nonsense in the video, and his expression was extremely lively.
-Even though it happened, I still feel pain in my liver
- Plus one, I can still remember last night's trembling
-Core energy, core energy
-I have to say, I beat Lanzi for the first time last night
- I can't beat you up, but I really feel bad for you
Dou Sheng held his chin with his hand, put his index finger on his lips to hold back his smile, and casually glanced at the large amount of heartache on the secondary screen barrage, and said casually: "What's there to be sad about? It's just a game."
-You don't do this when you're saving energy
-You don't do this when you buy things yourself
- Just a Game
- (Fake) My boyfriend's money isn't money, right? OK
In the video, Xie Lan slumped in his chair, scrolled to the bottom of the store list, and stared at the Ferris wheel in the center of the planet, lost in thought.
Xie Lan outside the screen began to tremble. Even though the toy had already appeared in Dou Sheng's game, he couldn't help but beg in his heart along with the comments: Don't buy it, don't...
"I bought it." He in the video clicked the mouse decisively, "Xie Lan will definitely like this."
Xie Lan: “…”
Let him die.
The barrage exploded instantly.
-Recycling famous scenes
-Recycling famous scenes
-Recycling famous scenes
“Pfft.” Dou Sheng finally managed to hold back his laughter, and quickly pursed his lips. After holding it in for a long while, he turned back and gave him a teasing look, “You know me and you pretty well.”
"…" Xie Lan's lips were numb, "No nesting dolls."
The act of burning money triggered a boycott from all the old fans last night. Soon, Xie Lan in the video threw the mouse and started to debate with those special effects krypton gold bosses.
He was still using the same pretentious words, scolding fans: "What's wrong with you today? You made a video and it's gone viral. Are you doubting my identity? If you don't trust me, don't pay attention to me, or call the police to verify my identity?"
Dou Sheng turned around and reviewed the situation seriously: "Here, the term "beating the police" really exposed your true identity."
"..." Xie Lan looked at him coldly, "Are you polite?"
The barrage was filled with questions from the Doudou Shi: "Then how do you prove that you are a bean?"
The live broadcast synchronized comments also flooded the screen like crazy.
-Confidence in love! !
-Party’s sense of faith is overflowing!!
-The sweetest moment came last night!!
- I mentioned it!
Xie Lan felt as if a huge hand was gripping his heart. He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes, but a secret curiosity in his heart drove him to secretly open his fingers.
She peeked at the screen through the gap. The man on the screen was thinking for a long time, and then he said in the same low voice as Douzi usually said, "I will always like Xie Lan?"
"Isn't this proof enough? Those who know me at Station B know my motto."
The live broadcast barrage here exploded instantly, and pink fonts rushed across the screen.
-all know
-all know
-all know
-all know
A comment from a passerby was sandwiched in the middle: "I didn't know before, but now I know."
Xie Lan couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and said hurriedly, "I... I'll go open the package."
He quickly walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him with trembling hands.
The moment the door was closed, Dou Sheng said in a very serious and pertinent tone: "Indeed."
The air conditioner in the living room was blowing air, but Xie Lan felt the burning sensation on his face suddenly spread to his neck. He swallowed several times and walked to the door to pick up the express knife, but he stared at the cardboard box for a long time.
His fingertips were still tingling as if an electric shock was passing through them. After a moment, he took out his cell phone, turned the volume to "1", and then clicked on Dou Sheng's live broadcast room.
There is a time delay between the live broadcast and reality. The new network is not very good, so Dou Sheng adjusted the delay higher. He turned it on again and just heard the tail end of the word "indeed".
I was caught off guard, and my heartbeat, which had just stabilized, skipped a beat.
This is like confessing your love on a live broadcast.
Although they are always on the brink of failure, and although the audience has become accustomed to it tacitly, at this moment, the secret sense of excitement is still very strong.
It was as if a strong wind was blowing violently in my heart, and the comments were also very intense.
-Ahhh he is indeed! Really!
-The smile in Douzi's eyes is so cute!!
- I'm dying here, I have no
-I thought it was Lanzai who died, but it turned out that I was the one who was killed
- Shit, that's huge
- It's big
- It's big
-I don’t care, Big Cat and Second Cat are the best in the world!
- Lanzai, please don't leave. I'm so worried.
-Did Lanzai hear this?
Xie Lan glanced at his own small account ID and silently typed a sentence on the barrage.
"heard it."
He clicked send and watched those small words appear on the screen, quickly passing over Dou Sheng's head, and then being drowned out by the rolling barrage of comments.
Then he closed the live broadcast room.
Xie Lan let out a sigh of relief and began to unpack the package.
There are so many things, including a plush rug for under the sofa, paintings on the wall, a projector, a soft bean bag sofa, and a replacement light bulb that is not suitable for video recording...
Some of them were bought by him, some by Douzi, and all of them were for decorating this little house. Next weekend, Aunt Zhao will also send Wutong over, and a lot of cat goods will also arrive...
College had just begun, and it seemed as if his and Douzi's life together had just begun.
Xie Lan put on noise-cancelling headphones to block out the sound of Dou Sheng's live broadcast in the room. The strong sense of oppression finally faded away. He took a few deep breaths and buried his head in cleaning the room carefully.
…
That night, Xie Lan and Dou Sheng moved the cute little coffee table back from Jucheng. When they looked at their phones, they saw private messages blowing up again.
Following the live broadcast of the finely edited video, ghost videos, handwriting, and various secondary, even tertiary, and quaternary creations have emerged. "Xie Lan must like it" and "confidence in love" instantly became popular memes, and if you scroll down the hot posts, you can count seven or eight similar videos at a glance.
Dou Sheng finished putting the disassembled coffee table together and glanced at his phone. "Tsk, you've gained followers again. You're not very active, but you always have a mysterious luck of gaining followers."
Xie Lan has developed a thick skin, or at least, the ability to pretend to be thick-skinned. Hearing this, he pretended to be calm, took out his phone, and checked the number of fans—
942w.
"This..." The number still exceeded his expectations. "No way, it increased by one million in one day?"
"It's more than 200,000." Dou Sheng sighed, "How long have you last looked at the number of fans?"
Xie Lan said "oh" and lowered his head to pick up the foam on his face. "It's mainly because it took too long to post the video..."
He is considered the most famous pigeon among the top 100 ups at station B.
I posted three videos and live-streamed twice in my senior year of high school. I once promised to update as diligently as Douzi during the college entrance examination holiday, but in fact I only posted one violin cover and one promotional video to match "Girls' Generation 2". I learned nothing else, but I learned to shamelessly repost every video of Dou Sheng to my own Facebook, and imitated Dou Sheng's tone every time he updated, saying, "Finally, it's produced."
Fortunately, he always appears in Dou Sheng's videos, so the audience doesn't mind. Although his followers are not increasing as fast as Dou Sheng, he can still follow him and develop his career independently.
Xie Lan calmly edited a post:
Xie Lan_em: I did drink too much after the military training last night. This behavior is not good. I am very sorry. Minors should not imitate it.
He put down his phone and was in a daze for a few seconds, then refreshed the page to read the comments.
He thought the hot comments would continue to be memes, or that they would persuade each other to stop spreading the news, but the audience's reactions never disappointed him.
Every time, it exceeds expectations.
-Lanzai is going to have 10 million fans! Where are your 10 million fan benefits
-One person writes in blood a benefit for millions of fans!
-Two people wrote in blood to benefit millions of fans!
-9.42 million people signed in blood for the benefit of millions of fans!!
-Propose an all black outfit and a mini skirt JK Lan.
Xie Lan was stunned for a long time at the last suggestion.
Slowly type a question mark.
Everyone in the building was collectively excited.
-Seconded!!
-Seconded!!
Dou Sheng put down his phone and came over, pinching his shoulder.
"I second that." Dou Sheng said with a smile, "You can give me whatever benefits you want, but give me a chance to wear something that Xie Lan will definitely like."
Xie Lan: “…”