Mr. Zhengwen: Please use a more powerful purchase rate to fire at the center of the vortex. Xie Lan threw his schoolbag behind him and turned to walk out.
Dou Sheng also followed behind with a bag hanging on his shoulder.
Both of them had a copy-pasted look of depression on their faces.
The stalemate stretched from the classroom to the front playground before Dou Sheng slowly opened up a gap.
"So—when did you first start to doubt?"
Xie Lan said nothing.
"I shouldn't have given away any clues. I've already informed Che Ziming and the others, and Mr. X has also agreed to it. I've even unfollowed him. We've compared everything from the set to the tableware in the Roujiang video. How did you see the problem?"
No wonder the list couldn’t be found, we unfollowed each other.
Witty bitch.
Xie Lan remained silent, and Dou Sheng frowned unconsciously.
After a while, he spoke again calmly: "You are quite strategic. You can even come up with such a trick. In order to expose my true identity, you are willing to even come on stage for inspection?"
Xie Lan looked forward, "No way."
"I used to think you were thin-skinned." Dou Sheng curled his lips.
Xie Lan smiled and replied, "I once thought you were a human being."
"…" Dou Sheng was a little unhappy, "Why are you still cursing?"
The distance between the two of them kept changing with their disordered footsteps. When they walked out of the school gate, Xie Lan paused and asked, "What are you feeling guilty about? Why didn't you tell me your ID?"
Dou Sheng paused subtly after hearing this.
This matter with my cousin is neither a big deal nor a small one.
He never said it because he felt that someone like Xie Lan might care. Not everyone can laugh off the gender misunderstanding of a million people. He is thick-skinned and his fans are used to it, but it is hard to say about Xie Lan.
He knew his fans too well. If he suddenly clarified that his cousin was a man, they would say that he did whatever it took to keep his beloved. It would be better to keep quiet for half a month and then "inadvertently" mention that she had returned to England, and then cover it up. It would be useless to let Xie Lan know now. It would not have any effect except to make him upset.
Besides! You can't blame him for mistaking a man for a woman at first. In that photo with a hairpin, Xie Lan looked pretty, fair-skinned and cute. It's not too much to mistake her for a little girl, right
Dou Sheng quickly recalled the comments section of his video, which should have been relatively clean, so he wrote lightly: "It was just for fun at the time, don't be too nervous."
Xie Lan turned his head and looked at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you serious?"
Dou Sheng hummed.
"You're kidding." Xie Lan sneered, "Forget it, I'll figure it out myself."
Neither of them spoke on the way home.
They sat together in the last row, each facing the door. Dou Sheng put on his headphones and scrolled through Bilibili, while Xie Lan stared out the window with an expressionless face.
He was a little confused.
He hadn't felt this awkward when he first saw through Dou Sheng's fake identity. He could sense that Dou Sheng was in a complicated mood, probably feeling guilty, and a little embarrassed and unhappy about being exposed in front of him. He was also a little angry, and seemed to have a subtle sense of being unjustified.
Zhao Wenying baked a sweet chiffon cake for midnight snack, but Dou Sheng just passed by the kitchen, glanced at her indifferently, said he was not hungry, and went upstairs. Xie Lan took a bite perfunctorily, and when he heard Dou Sheng close the door upstairs, he also got up and said he was going back to his room.
Zhao Wenying followed him upstairs and knocked on Dou Sheng's door. "Did you two have a fight?"
No one answered.
"No." Xie Lan stood at the door and said vaguely: "Aunt Zhao, go to bed early."
Zhao Wenying sighed in surprise, "No way, two teenagers can have a quarrel?"
She laughed for a long time, "Okay, we are all brothers living under the same roof, don't hurt our feelings if there is some awkwardness."
Xie Lan said quietly, "I won't quarrel with liars."
The door suddenly opened, and Dou Sheng asked, "Who are you calling a liar?"
His voice was really a little angry and fierce. Xie Lan was stunned and immediately asked back, "It's not you?"
"Hey, okay, okay." Seeing the situation was not good, Zhao Wenying immediately squeezed in between the two of them to stop them. However, a 1.6-meter-tall woman standing between two 1.8-meter-tall boys could not block their view at all. She could only raise her hands weakly and wave them back and forth like a windshield wiper.
Although there were very hard-working adults between them, the two could still feel each other's ferocity at such close proximity.
In addition to being fierce, there is also the tension of a young boy's temper surging at the critical moment.
Dou Sheng was very fierce, and Xie Lan was even more fierce. They glared at each other, and neither of them was willing to give in first.
In the end, Dou Sheng looked away first and said coldly, "Think whatever you want. I don't want to bother with you."
"Whatever you want." Xie Lan turned around at the same time, "The falling flowers have feelings, but the flowing water is ruthless."
Dou Sheng, who had already stepped one foot into the threshold, almost tripped.
Zhao Wenying was shocked and said, "Lanlan, who taught you this? Which one of you is Luohua?"
"It's him."
"It's him."
Dou Sheng kicked the door shut, and said, "You just recite idioms blindly with the dictionary."
"No one, our business." Xie Lan couldn't help but blurt out a sentence in English, and then he calmed down and said, "From now on, we will each take care of our own business!"
Dou Sheng said from inside: "Everyone should clean up the snow in front of their own door!"
"Sweep whatever you like."
Xie Lan returned to the room panting and closed the door.
Fucking bitch.
Annoyed, he put on his headphones, turned on the local news, and picked up a piece of paper and a pen to take notes.
The hostess's tablet voice rang out.
"A 25-year-old handsome guy turned from love to hate and angrily deleted his girlfriend's doctoral dissertation."
"The programmer was dissatisfied with his loli girlfriend's over-clinging and sent her to kindergarten."
"Two groups of stray cats were fighting in Hongqi Lane, attracting dozens of elderly people to watch."
I can't follow a single sentence, and I can't do the listening comprehension when I'm in a bad mood.
He looked down at his paper. The first two sentences were left blank, and the last sentence was written in a mess.
—The big cat and the second cat were fighting, which attracted ten Zhao Wenying to watch.
What a mess.
Xie Lan fiddled with his phone for a while, then his eyes fell on the small pink TV, and his excitement suddenly paused.
Open the app and search for "the most handsome man in the world".
Sure enough, there is one, with 1.01w followers and an ordinary bean as the avatar, the same as on WeChat.
Xie Lan clicked it casually.
Dou Sheng has been an up-master for two years and has contributed more than 100 videos, covering games, life, music, animation, digital learning... He has contributed to all kinds of videos.
The content of the videos is very diverse, or rather, very arbitrary. Two years ago, the first video was a sharing of photography techniques, followed by two game reviews, both of which had 50,000 to 60,000 views. By the fourth video, which should be considered a "debut" work, it was put in the learning area, with 8 million views, 3 million likes, and 1 million coins, which was terrifying.
—《From 500 in the school year to the top scorer in the high school entrance examination in one year》
Xie Lan was stunned for a while when he saw the title.
The video is an automatically played PPT, which uses a template with a phoenix tree leaf pattern. The map is organized according to the review methods and the amount of questions to be answered at each stage. The method of each stage corresponds to a transcript. As the methods are adjusted faster and faster, the exams are getting more frequent, and the curve of rising scores is terrifying, from 500 to 220, 130, 80, 40, 20, 5, 3, 2 - the last time was the high school entrance examination, and he ranked first in the city.
Xie Lan stared at the final screenshot of the score for a long time, then realized that he had completely immersed himself in the story and started sweating.
Then a hand appeared on the screen, a very familiar hand, making a "yeah" gesture.
There are two lines of words in the fade-out shot:
- There is little material in junior high school, so if you have a good method, you can learn it quickly.
- But the prerequisite is to gather energy and have light.
This video remains Dou Sheng's most viewed video to date.
After that, Dou Sheng's videos became more and more varied.
There are daily vlogs, travels with Zhao Wenying, following the trend to review dirty buns, playing horror games late at night, and writing lyrics to cover anime op...
He wanted to film a real-life documentary about his small business, so he set up an egg pancake stall seriously for two weeks last summer vacation. Later, he closed the business due to pressure from the Urban Management Bureau.
I wanted to film the life of a stray cat, so I tied a GoPro to Mimi. I broke three cameras but only managed to gather eight minutes of footage.
He wanted to capture the sound of heavy rain hitting the leaves of the sycamore trees, so he waited for a rainy night, bit the electric baton in his mouth, and went out without an umbrella, carrying the camera. Miraculously, amid the overwhelming sound of heavy rain, he was able to record the subtle and crisp difference of the rain hitting the sycamore trees.
Dou Sheng has had a hundred strange ideas, so there are a hundred strange videos.
very free.
Xie Lan flipped through them one by one, the background music, storyboards, scenes, sense of story, foreshadowing and turning points... the videos are getting better and better.
But he soon saw a slight fluctuation.
It started about three or four months ago, and the types of videos started to become monotonous, basically all game reviews.
The number of game reviews is very stable and not prone to errors, but it is much inferior to the previous youthful and energetic ones. The root of all this is a vlog in mid-December last year. The mood in the vlog was obviously not high, and the comment section was filled with thousands of comments.
- Don't feel bad, I'll definitely be in the top 100 next year
- Why? Didn't they spread the word that the uploaders of the miscellaneous investment categories would be given beans
- I don't understand, the total data exceeds gzys
- The main theme of gzys's video is completely copied from Douzi
- It does not constitute plagiarism, don't talk nonsense, this is at most following the trend, it disgusts you but you can't do anything about it
- Have you seen gzys's Weibo post, "Thanks to the humility of the same type of up master", I can screw him
- Alas, gzys cooperates well with official activities and his personality is stable. In fact, many passers-by think that Douzi is too crazy and naughty.
- Only family members know the goodness of beans. I feel sorry for them.
Xie Lan spent a lot of effort to finally figure out that gzys was "Young Master Ye Shen."
A quick search revealed that he had 1.1 million followers and was one of the top 100 up-loaders last year. His submissions were as diverse as Dou Sheng’s, and he even wrote that he was a high school student in his personal information column. His earlier videos were basically based on Dou Sheng’s topics, but he gradually developed his own content after he was ranked among the top 100.
After studying all this, Xie Lan suddenly felt his legs go numb. He had been browsing Bilibili for more than two hours without realizing it. The white paper in front of him for the listening test was full of numbers and time nodes written down casually. He unconsciously sorted out Dou Sheng's career line.
After all, this is his major, and he is quite ambitious in this regard.
In the latest video, both Gongzi Ye Shen and Dou Sheng contributed "dialects". Ye Shen flew to more than a dozen cities to find passers-by to record dialects. The drone footage was upgraded. The beautiful mountains and rivers and the great people are really attentive. 1.24 million views, 120,000 likes, 80,000 coins.
Dou Sheng's video is very plain. In addition to the material recorded with Xie Lan that night, there are also some recordings of other classmates speaking in their hometown dialect without showing their faces. Using montage techniques, they piece together a discrete but unified story line about hometown, ancestors and roots.
Without the Big Cat filter, Xie Lan also feels that Dou Sheng's works are more artistic and his simple production ideas are more touching.
But in terms of current data, Dou Sheng is slightly weaker, with 980,000 views, 120,000 likes, and 70,000 coins.
Xie Lan frowned hard and hissed in disbelief.
Knock knock.
The door rang.
Xie Lan glanced at the 00:25 on the top of his phone and paused before speaking, "Who?"
"I."
Dou Sheng's tone had returned to normal, "Come in."
I don’t know if it was because it was late at night and no one was around to make any noise, or if Dou Sheng had calmed down, but the ferocious look of a big cat just now was gone.
"Well, I brought you the goods for the deal we made today."
As he spoke, he put down a stack of bound materials.
Xie Lan was stunned for a moment before he remembered that it was the "Classic Argument for Composition" that he got in exchange for helping Yu Fei catch a cat.
"Ah." Xie Lan said dryly: "Thanks, leave it there."
"Have you eaten yet?" Dou Sheng asked as he stood at the door. "I just went down to the refrigerator and took out a lot. Do you want some?"
Xie Lan was stunned, "What?"
Dou Sheng placed a plate of chiffon cake and a piece of cocoa milk on his bedside table and muttered, "Eat if you want to, leave it alone if you don't want to."
Xie Lan retracted his gaze, "Yeah."
After a while, Dou Sheng said, "I slept."
Xie Lan didn't say anything. Dou Sheng walked out and turned back, whispering, "I was a little angry just now. Don't be angry. I was wrong in the first place."
"I'm not angry." Xie Lan lowered his head and quickly wrote the British ballad Pussy Cat on a piece of white paper, pointing to the earphones, "I'm practicing Chinese listening. I'm busy."
"Oh." Dou Sheng curled his lips and helped him close the door.
After the people left, Xie Lan put down his pen after a while.
He walked to the bedside table, picked up the cake with a fork and ate it in a few bites, then took two sips of the cool cocoa milk, which drowned the turbid air in his chest.
Some people have finally awakened to their humanity and realized that they are wrong.
snort.
Xie Lan curled her lips at the wall that separated the two rooms.
For cocoa milk's sake—he said to himself.
I picked up my phone again and clicked on the dialect video of the most handsome man in the world, and slowly and gently placed my finger on the small like button, pausing—
The pink progress circle slowly circled around the coin icon, turned a circle, blinged, and then disappeared.
Three consecutive recommendations successful!
Xie Lan snorted at the Bean avatar on the screen, "I'm fine."
Dou Sheng paused, "Are you still angry?"
"No, I don't want to drink this." Xie Lan lowered his head to take out the textbook with sleepy eyes, "What I need is coffee."
Dou Sheng said "oh", glanced at the back door, lowered his head and pressed his phone, muttering: "What time do you go to bed? You're so sleepy."
I haven't slept yet and watched more than 20 of your videos. I'm addicted.
Xie Lan held up his head and yawned in despair.
After a while, Dai You in front turned around and passed a bottle of coffee to the tables behind.
Xie Lan mouthed "thank you", unscrewed the candy bar, took a bite, and paused.
Dou Sheng stared at him, "What do you mean? Are you still not satisfied?"
"Yeah." Xie Lan put it down silently, "I don't like sweet coffee."
"Problem." Dou Sheng was speechless, "Please keep an eye on the back door for me. I'll order some takeout."
There are people coming and going at the back door. Morning classes haven't started yet, which is the time when Hu Xiujie likes to hang out and check cell phones.
Xie Lan stared for a while, and then saw Yu Fei slowly passing by, his steps were more passive than usual, with a look of "what am I supposed to be?" written on his face. He walked into the front door, grabbed the car with one hand, and squeezed into the seat.
"What's wrong with Herring?" Che Ming touched his nose, "You're twice as irritable today."
"How dare you ask?" Yu Fei's voice was hoarse. "Yesterday, you said you would accompany me to pick up the four cats after school, but they all ran away. Damn it."
Xie Lan shuddered, "I forgot..."
I was so busy being angry with Dou Sheng last night that I forgot about those bastards.
Dou Sheng was also stunned for a moment, and sighed, "Sorry, sorry, how did you solve it in the end?"
"The hospital has no more beds, so I took the cats to several homes before I could settle them down." Herring leaned against the wall with a gloomy face. "Bean, please post on Weibo and find homes for the four cats. It's not good to let them continue to wander after their eggs have been removed."
Dou Sheng hummed, "Okay, after school Xie Lan and I will take them back and take some prostitution photos."
Dou Sheng ran out to get coffee before class. Xie Lan drank the coffee and managed to cheer himself up. He listened attentively to the two Chinese classes, one biology class and one chemistry class in the morning. He felt that his head was about to be filled with new Chinese characters and Chinese.
Finally, I made it to the last math class before lunch, and Lao Ma brought me a piece of news.
"Citywide Mathematics Placement Test."
Lao Ma asked the class representative Che Ming to distribute the printed test information. "The top math students from key high schools are competing fiercely. The top 30 will directly enter the provincial training camp to prepare for the October competition."
There was a lot of discussion going on below. Xie Lan looked at the event information on a thin piece of paper. There were many words he didn't recognize. Dou Sheng reached out a pen and quickly circled a few key points for him.
Half a month after the competition, the qualification will be the top 50 mathematics students from five key high schools.
The exam lasts four hours and is divided into three parts: high school foundation, competition standard, and competition advanced. The total score is 360. Just looking at it makes me feel brain dead.
Standing on the stage, Lao Ma said, "This year's provincial training camp has a very good lineup of teachers, including two provincial competition coaches, me, and the math group leaders of No. 3 Middle School and the Affiliated Middle School. I hope that our entire class will participate in the competition, and come to my math competition training on weekends in the next two weeks."
Xie Lan raised his hand with some difficulty.
Lao Ma looked at him and said, "Don't tell me you refuse this too."
"No, I'm participating in the competition." Xie Lan wanted to try it out, and after a moment's thought, he said, "But I don't want to take math training on the weekends. I... still have to take Chinese basics."
The classroom was silent for a few seconds, and then a burst of laughter broke out amid Lao Ma's distorted expression.
The old man's facial nerves seemed to be damaged. His face twitched for a long time before he managed to force a smile, "OK."
Amidst the laughter, he sighed, "After more than 20 years of teaching, this is the first time that mathematics has taken a backseat to Chinese. Whatever."
"I'm sorry, teacher." Xie Lan apologized sincerely, "I'll take your class when I get 90 points in Chinese."
Che Ziming was so happy that his back arched, "I hope Lao Ma can still see that day."
Xie Lan could sense from the atmosphere in the class how seriously the owls took this exam.
During the evening study session, many people changed their competition question sets, and even Dou Sheng took out a test paper to do.
"How important is this?" Xie Lan couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "What are the benefits of entering the provincial training camp?"
Dou Sheng looked up from the test paper. "The two things that can help with the college entrance examination are the national competition in October and the independent enrollment in March next year. In previous years, about one-third of those who participated in the provincial training camp were able to get extra points for the college entrance examination in the competition. Even if they don't, it will still be beneficial for independent enrollment."
"I think you can think about it carefully." Dou Sheng thought for a while and said, "The top few candidates in the national first-class competition can get 20 extra points in the college entrance examination. And with this certificate, you can also get the capital for independent enrollment. If you can get the score lowered to the key university entrance examination score, it is not impossible for you to get a purple admission letter with your Chinese language skills."
Xie Lan understood most of what he heard and was a little excited. "Then, are there any papers from previous years for the city exams?"
Dou Sheng lowered his head and rummaged in his schoolbag for a long time, and took out a ball of waste paper. "You didn't throw it away, God help you."
Xie Lan: “?”
Dou Sheng carefully unfolded the ball of paper, flattened it, and pressed it in front of him.
It’s the paper itself.
Xie Lan was drunk.
He just finished the test paper in two evening self-study sessions, and when the school bell rang, Xie Lan still had one last volume to calculate.
"Let's go." Yu Fei urged, "Hurry up and pick up the cat."
Dou Sheng held him down, "Studying is more important, let him finish writing."
Yu Fei rolled his eyes on the spot, and Che Mingyue said, "Can you pay off your overdue homework debts first before you fart?"
Xie Lan wrote down the last number while muttering, "Is there such a vulgar expression in Chinese?"
"Did you hear that?" Dou Sheng raised his hand and slapped Che Ziming on the shoulder, "Don't embarrass the Chinese language!"
The four kittens whose balls were cut off are very lively.
Kittens that roam the wild are usually more vigilant than those raised at home, but these kittens are an exception. After having good food and a good night's sleep, they simply fell in love with the hospital. When Dou Sheng packed them up, he was actually met with a soft rejection.
Four cats in one bag, Xie Lan couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to take them home? Will Aunt Zhao accept it?"
"She's on a business trip again." Dou Sheng held the cat bag in front of him, "I'll post on Weibo to announce the cat when I get back. By the time she gets back, the cat will have been sent away."
Xie Lan said "oh" and bent down to look at the mesh on the side of the cat bag, and looked into the eight round eyes inside.
“Meow—”
“Meow—”