The sudden sound of the cooling fan from the mainframe interrupted the tense situation in the room.
Dou Sheng spoke after a long while, "You played the violin."
"Um."
Xie Lan touched the neck of the guitar and muttered absentmindedly, "I just started playing it for no apparent reason."
The screen was still completely blurred by the barrage of comments. Dou Sheng walked over and adjusted the barrage display area, revealing the two people's faces a little.
His eyes fell on the statistics of the live broadcast assistant and he was stunned.
"One million and seven hundred thousand???"
"Only 170?" Xie Lan frowned. "How come 100,000 are gone so quickly after we finished pulling it?"
Dou Sheng: “?”
The barrage of comments was full of laughter and gloating.
- As soon as Douzi arrived, people left.
- So miserable
- Wait, is this the host
- Same question, isn't this a live broadcast of the music section
- Handsome boy, why don't you sing a song? 555
- The elderly in the music area said they were amazed tonight
- All the anchors put down their live broadcasts and came to listen!
Xie Lan sat at the computer desk and looked at the data and comments.
Out of the corner of his eye, he felt like Dou Sheng was secretly glancing at him, but when he turned around he found that he wasn't there.
Dou Sheng looked normal, and said calmly, "The number of followers has increased. Thank you."
"Ah?" Xie Lan was stunned for a moment, then immediately responded, "No, I just pulled it randomly."
- "Just Pull"
- Redefine casual
- Just give you some followers
- Just crush the next door
- Just invite a million people in
- Life is so casual
- Just one more song
Xie Lan sighed, feeling a bit helpless and a bit amused, "I won't play anymore. Playing the violin requires a lot of energy and it's a bit tiring."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dou Sheng pulled over the keyboard and typed a line of subtitles on the top of the live broadcast screen.
Game anchor, violin performance, random, leave or stay, good night everyone
- How can you chase people away? What the hell
- Douzi, your fans now have 1.08w, an increase of nearly 70,000!
- So you have a hidden violinist in your home!
- Oh, this is not as good as my cousin's.
- Lanzai, don't be so awesome!
- I want to rub Lanzi's soft fur 555
- I also want to rub it
Xie Lan was just wondering how the barrage could smell his "fragrance" through the network cable, when Dou Sheng suddenly reached out and touched his head. Before he could react, the force controlled his upper body and swayed several times on the chair.
Confused and disoriented.
Dou Sheng took his hand back and said calmly, "I'll rub it for you."
Xie Lan: “?”
Barrage:
- Be a human being
- The dog is dead
- I actually... hit it
- Damn it...
- +1
Xie Lan was too bored to have a cold to argue with someone. He curled his lips, looked at the overwhelming words on the screen, and couldn't help asking, "What does KO DA mean?"
"Kou means kowtow." Dou Sheng answered very smoothly, "They looked at me and touched their heads, and they fell to the ground in surprise."
"Is that so..." Xie Lan nodded, "Then I got it too."
Dou Sheng's hand holding the mouse trembled unexpectedly.
-
- Enterprise-level understanding
- Bean's Bean Talk
- Lanzai is a level 10 Douyu apprentice
"That's enough." Dou Sheng laughed at the comments for a long time, "He doesn't understand these internet terms, please don't lead the kid astray."
- Kids? Shit.
- kswlkswl died in this live studio tonight
- Let's get rid of the shark. Please help me.
- So he'll be at your house all the time
- Same question, how long have you been at your house
- Can we see you in the next live broadcast
When these questions came up, Xie Lan was stunned for a moment.
In fact, this boarding trip has far exceeded his plan. He originally planned to rent a house here, but he didn't expect to live in Dou Sheng's house for half a month. Now he doesn't even have the motivation to leave.
Dou Sheng turned around and looked at him uncertainly, "You will probably live here for a long time, right?"
Xie Lan hesitated and said, "Anyway, it's during this period. We all live on campus and only come back on weekends."
Dou Sheng raised his lips immediately after hearing this, and smiled at the camera: "I think he has to stay at my house until at least the college entrance examination. He is the second cat in my family, and he is the eldest."
- Douzi, I also want to live in your house
- Open the door, ring the doorbell
- Open the door.
- Open the door! My legs are stuck in it.
The people behind them started to form a formation. Dou Sheng cursed with a smile, "You guys are dreaming. Get out of here now."
Suddenly, Xie Lan heard a few soft smacking sounds from behind. It was the kittens who had fallen asleep without knowing when. They were resting their heads on each other's bellies, reliving the experience of feeding in their dreams. He listened to the smacking sounds and yawned.
Dou Sheng clicked the mouse, "Okay, that's all for today, thank you all for your support, see you in the next video."
- ?
- ?
- Run away after gaining followers
- Are you a human? It's not even midnight yet.
- Have you seen who else's anchor has left
"Ah, I feel a little turbulent today. Maybe I'm scared by the increase in followers. I have to find a deserted corner to comfort my soul." Dou Sheng answered expressionlessly. He stood up and turned off the horror game on the left first, then paused with the mouse on the button to turn off the live broadcast.
"Do you have anything to say to me? Count down to five."
The screen was filled with question marks.
Dou Sheng looked at the question marks with a smile. Five seconds passed, the mouse clicked, and the screen went black.
Xie Lan slowly raised his head and looked up, squeezing out a sentence, "Is there something wrong with you?"
Dou Sheng also turned off the computer and said confidently, "I'm sleepy. It's only natural to sleep when you're sleepy."
Xie Lan was speechless. He packed up his violin and bow, carefully fastened the buckle of the violin case, and stood up to carry it on his shoulder.
After playing a piece of music, I felt a little exhausted. Carrying the guitar on my back felt as heavy as a mountain. It was almost hard to breathe.
Xie Lan walked out of the room, and suddenly heard Dou Sheng whisper behind him: "The shape of this zither is very special."
"Ah?" Xie Lan stopped and looked back.
"The shape of the piano is very impressive." Dou Sheng said softly, and then took his eyes off the piano. "The OP of the previous song was also changed very well. The extreme passion and sadness are my favorite part of this OP, and you played it out."
Xie Lan was caught off guard by the compliment and stood at the door with a confused look on his face.
Of course he knew that he played very well, but when Dou Sheng praised him so seriously in person, he felt a little uncomfortable, as if his ears were burning.
Dou Sheng felt something was wrong after he answered the phone tonight. In Che Ziming's words, it was as if something was wrong with his nerves.
Xie Lan went back to the room, took a hot bath, put on a thicker pair of pajamas, and went downstairs to find something to eat.
Zhao Wenying often went on business trips, and Dou Sheng's refrigerator was filled with all kinds of food. Some of it was stockpiled by him, and some was stuffed in by Xiao Ma when he came to pick him up from school every day.
Xie Lan was very hungry, so she scanned the refrigerator and took out anything sweet that she could eat right away—two boxes of puffs, a box of cantaloupe, a box of egg tarts, and a box of bean paste spring rolls. She stacked the big and small boxes together and rested her chin on them, freeing up one hand to grab a bottle of cocoa milk.
The refrigerator is full of cocoa milk, and one feels like it would be a shame not to drink some.
He held the things and closed the refrigerator door with his elbow with some difficulty. As soon as he turned around, he saw Dou Sheng standing at the door, half of his body in the light of the kitchen and half in the shadow of the living room, looking at him quietly.
"!"
Xie Lan almost dropped the stack of boxes on the ground.
The hand holding the milk urgently held the tilted "building" in the air. He asked in shock: "What are you doing?"
"I was just passing by and took a look." Dou Sheng walked over and naturally helped him take down the top three boxes. "Are you hungry?"
Is not this nonsensical.
Xie Lan asked, "Are you looking for food too? Share some?"
"No, I had a full meal at the small dining table last night." Dou Sheng followed him upstairs.
Xie Lan raised an eyebrow, "Then what are you doing here?"
Dou Sheng thought for a moment and said, "Take a walk."
"…?"
When they reached the stairs, Xie Lan subconsciously slowed down his pace, wanting Dou Sheng to go ahead. However, he subtly noticed that Dou Sheng also slowed down his pace, as if he also wanted him to go ahead.
However, when Xie Lan lifted his leg and stepped up a step, Dou Sheng immediately followed, almost walking up shoulder to shoulder with him.
Xie Lan felt a little uneasy for some reason.
He was the last one, and Dou Sheng was the last one.
He slowed down his pace, and Dou Sheng also slowed down and yawned.
In his peripheral vision, Dou Sheng was always looking at him quietly from half a step behind him.
A confused expression gradually appeared on Xie Lan's face.
He couldn't help but turn around and ask, "What are you doing?"
"Go upstairs." Dou Sheng looked away as if nothing had happened. "What's wrong?"
"…" Xie Lan couldn't believe it, "Are you just going upstairs?"
"What else? Maybe go downstairs?" Dou Sheng said as he quickened his pace and put the things in his hand on Xie Lan's bedside table. "I suddenly remembered something. We have lived together for so many days, but I never asked you."
Xie Lan stood at the door holding something in his arms, completely confused by him.
"ah?"
Dou Sheng asked, "Does the family need anything? I ordered a coffee machine two days ago. Is there anything else you need?"
Xie Lan was surprised, "You bought a coffee machine?"
"Hmm." Dou Sheng lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "Do you think it is necessary to buy a projector?"
Xie Lan showed an even more confused expression.
"There's no place at home where we can watch TV together. Ms. Zhao Wenying is always away on business and can't watch TV together. Now that you're here, it seems necessary." Dou Sheng muttered to himself, "Forget it. There's no point in telling this to a patient like you."
Xie Lan didn't know what he was thinking, so she just told him the truth: "I prefer to watch things on my phone. The projection screen is too big and it's a bit tiring to watch."
This is the truth. The projector in British homes has one and only one use - to create a shadow of him playing the violin and record videos.
"oh."
Dou Sheng seemed a little disappointed. He sighed and said, "Then I'll take a look."
He put down his things and went back to his room, where he had a few words with the cat that had just gotten up from a short nap to go parkour.
Xie Lan also returned to the room and sat at the table, eating supper and fiddling with his phone.
The effect of attracting passers-by just now is slowly being released. During the conversation, Dou Sheng's B-station followers have exceeded 1.1 million. Yesterday, "Bean Love Thousand Layers of Routines" was on the front page again, this time renamed "Big Cat Kidnapping Second Cat's Thousand Layers of Routines". The opening was filled with orange bullet comments -
"Bean & Lanzi yyds!"
I don't understand it, but it looks so majestic and powerful.
Xie Lan sucked the cream from the puff and went to check Weibo again. Dou Sheng’s super topic was filled with various screen recordings and screenshots of him playing the violin tonight. His fans were very active at the moment, and every time the super topic was refreshed, there would be new discussions.
Xie Lan mainly wanted to see if anyone was discussing silentwaves. In fact, he was a little afraid of being recognized and didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.
Well, maybe he is not famous in China yet, or maybe the song he adapted tonight is pretty good, so no one is discussing it yet.
Xie Lan ate and brushed the food at the same time. When he finished the last puff, his fingertips suddenly paused.
The neighbor is mad tonight
There are hundreds of comments below.
- The next door live broadcast lasted until the last minute at midnight, and I was ranked 17th, and I was not on the popularity list or the reward list.
- He barely said a word when he was off the air
- Stop talking about the neighbors... I already said we don't have to look at them
- It's really comfortable tonight
- Too comfortable
- He asked for the captain admiral for more than a day or two, and was shameless for a month, but in the end, nothing was left.
Xie Lan was reading the comments when she felt that she was full, so she drank the last sip of cocoa milk and stood up to throw away the garbage.
When he turned around, Dou Sheng was standing outside the door as if nothing had happened. He was holding an opened can of beer in his hand and took a sip.
"?"
Xie Lan frowned: "Why do I feel like you've been secretly watching me?"
"No." Dou Sheng said calmly, "I just suddenly realized that the view outside your room window seems to be better than mine."
Xie Lan was shocked: "But I have the curtains drawn!"
Dou Sheng paused, "Well, I used my imagination to see the scene outside."
"???"
Xie Lan almost suspected that Dou Sheng was planning something bad to do to him again.
He took the garbage out to throw it away, passed by Dou Sheng, and carefully walked around him, like a mine sweeper walking around a dangerous area full of warning flags.
Dou Sheng suddenly said casually from behind: "You play the piano so well, why don't you play it so often now?"
"It's not that I don't touch it, it's just that I don't touch it very often." Xie Lan looked back at him and lowered her voice, "Originally... Didn't my mother pass away?"
Dou Sheng was startled, his eyes wavered for a long time before he lowered his eyes and said "oh".
"It's not that serious." Xie Lan paused and said, "Maybe I'm still not in the mood. The only thing is that I get really into playing the violin. Every time I come out of that state, I need someone by my side, otherwise I'll feel a little empty."
When my mother passed away, the person next to me was gone, and the emptiness I felt after playing the violin was infinitely magnified.
He felt that there was no need for it since he had no intention of pursuing a career in art anyway.
"Go to bed early." Dou Sheng said, "You have classes tomorrow."
"Well, you should get up early too."
Maybe it was the cold medicine that took effect, but Xie Lan felt much better after he had a full stomach. He brushed his teeth, lay down on the bed, and casually clicked on Twitter.
He did feel a little guilty for some reason, after all, his fans had seen him for so long but had never met him in person, yet he went live on Bilibili just a few days after returning to China.
Xie Lan opened the list and saw some unread private messages. qzfxr had sent him two more messages this week, probably just daily greetings.
Just as he was about to click, the dialog box suddenly popped up and moved to the top of the list.
The red 2 turned into 3, and at this moment, qzfxr sent him another one.
- You mentioned changing your environment before. Are you going back to your country
Xie Lan's heart tightened.
His first reaction was that he might have been discovered. This qzfxr is Chinese and a very senior fan. If he happened to see the live broadcast tonight, there is a high possibility that he would be recognized.
But that's not necessarily the case. He was only fifteen when he started playing the violin. He's a little older now, and he's also revised the score for tonight.
He hesitated, but answered honestly.
- Well, I'll go back home for a change of mood. How did you know
There was silence for a while.
- I'm just guessing, I think you seem to be typing and speaking Chinese more naturally than before.
Xie Lan breathed a sigh of relief instantly, then sat up excitedly and sent three messages in a row.
- real
- I also think that my Chinese language skills improve very quickly and that the language environment is very important.
- After returning to China, I changed the operating system of my mobile phone to Chinese. I usually only speak Chinese and try my best.
After a while, someone said "hmm" over there.
- So are you happy living in China
Xie Lan replied: I am very happy. I met some good friends.
- Like this. /Smiley face
- As for the possibility of returning to play the violin that you mentioned before, do you have any concrete plans
Xie Lan was a little hesitant.
He was unsure of how to answer, and he casually said on the street in the early morning that he might go back. He thought that time had been long enough, and maybe it would be okay. When the song just now was over, he felt very empty inside. If it weren't for Dou Sheng hanging around next to him and those fancy comments, he would probably feel uncomfortable for a while.
He hesitated for a long time before typing hesitantly: Maybe we have to wait.
The other party replied immediately, "It doesn't matter."
- Don't put too much pressure on yourself, as long as you are happy.
Xie Lan smiled back.
The phone was running out of battery, so Xie Lan got up and took out the charger and plugged it into the bedside table.
The cord wasn't long enough, so after plugging it in he could only look at his phone by the bed.
There was another sentence from the other side.
- When you return to China, you can visit domestic video websites. I recommend Bilibili, which has many interesting up-loaders.
Xie Lan unconsciously curled up the corners of his mouth: I saw it and paid some attention to it.
- Who are you following
- Have you heard of the most handsome man in the world
There was silence on the other side.
Xie Lan guessed that people had never heard of it.
- It's just an up that can make all kinds of videos, it's quite interesting, you can take a look.
This time the opponent replied immediately.
- What does "somewhat interesting" mean? Is it just average? What's wrong with it
Hiss, why does this sound a bit weird
Xie Lan frowned at the screen for a long time, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
But I feel that qzfxr is a little interested in Dou Sheng.
Xie Lan thought about it and typed a paragraph seriously: There is nothing wrong with it, there are many types of videos, and they are also very creative. I think it is rare to have a creator who can always try new content. He is very good. Oh, by the way, if you like to watch games, you can watch him. He is as timid as a bean, and playing horror games is very funny and makes people happy.
This time, the other side didn't say anything for a long time.
Xie Lan asked again: Is it offline
- No. You seem to have learned some strange idioms after returning to China. I will check it out. Thanks for the recommendation.
Xie Lan sent back an expression and planned to log off and go to sleep. He forgot that there was a cable at the back, so he turned over and pulled it, and with a snap, the charger fell off.
He subconsciously pulled for the phone, but the charger got stuck in the bedside table. Not only did it not come out, but the cable connected to the phone was also pulled out and fell into the gap.
"… "
Xie Lan stood up speechlessly.
In the darkness, he squatted in front of the bedside table, reached his hand between the bedside table and the wall, and felt around for something.
The bedside table was not big, and he should be able to touch it by running his hand underneath. However, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't reach it.
After trying several times, Xie Lan broke down and turned on the flashlight on his phone to look into the gap.
The charger fell to a location a little closer to the front than he expected, so it was easier to find it by touching it from the front of the bedside table.
He was about to stand up when his back suddenly stiffened.
A chilling feeling ran down my spine and all the way to the back of my head.
Xie Lan froze there, his entire body numb.
A short centipede-like insect lay next to the charger and touched his charger with its antennae.
Then it slowly crawled towards him.
"Oh my!!!"
He jumped up on the spot, and his hand hit the door handle behind him. He hissed in pain and lowered his head, only to see that the bug had crawled out from under the bedside table.
"Ah!!!!" Xie Lan shouted with a trembling voice.
There was a bang next door and a cat howled in dissatisfaction, causing the house to be in chaos.
Dou Sheng ran over barefoot and pushed the door open. "What's wrong?"
Xie Lan's heart was pounding. He grabbed his sleeve and pulled him towards him, then hid behind the door.
"There are bugs in your house!" He heard his voice trembling, "Are there bugs in a golden house?"
Dou Sheng, who was wearing fluffy pajamas, stood there in a daze.
After a long while, he slowly squatted down, looked at the one-centimeter-long, slow-moving insect in front of him, and silently looked up at Xie Lan.
Slowly form a question mark with your eyes.
"I'm not afraid of ghosts, so why are you afraid of this?" Dou Sheng picked up the bug and said, "This is called a money string. It's a lucky bug. It means you're going to make a fortune."
These words could definitely be listed in the top ten most ridiculous things Xie Lan had ever heard.
He immediately said, "I'll give you this chance to make a fortune!"
"Tsk." Dou Sheng tore off a piece of paper and crushed the bug, then laughed out loud again, "You are such a coward."
Xie Lan swallowed his saliva and pursed his lips as he said, "Indeed, as small as a bean."
Dou Sheng glared at him, then stood up with a smile, moved the bedside table away, looked behind it carefully, and picked up Xie Lan's charger.
His eyes swept over the phone that Xie Lan had thrown on the bed. The Twitter page was still open, and the qzfxr dialog box was there, with the ID clearly visible.
Dou Sheng’s expression didn’t change much, he just glanced at him calmly.
"It's amazing that such an adult is afraid of bugs." Dou Sheng sighed. "There are just a lot of bugs in this season. Wangjiang Lijing is close to the river, and the air humidity is relatively high, so it's hard to avoid them. If there are bugs, just shout at me. It doesn't matter how late it is. I don't know what time I go to bed at night anyway."
"Um."
Dou Sheng went to get rid of the bugs in his slippers. Xie Lan checked behind the bedside table again, then heaved a sigh of relief and lay back on the bed.
The room was quiet, the violin was placed in the corner in its old place. His eyes swept over the familiar violin case, and he suddenly felt a little emotional.
Being alone in a strange environment, with a cold, and playing the piano, I felt a little empty.
Xie Lan turned over and unconsciously reached under the pillow, touching the sycamore leaf whose temperament was as lonely as his situation.
There were sudden knocks on the door twice.
Before he could open his mouth, the door was pushed open, and then the pillow suddenly fell and a whirring sound was heard in his ears.
Xie Lan shuddered, turned around, and looked into a pair of round brown eyes.
The little orange cat meowed.
From the patterns we can tell that this is the eldest of the four kittens.
The reason why it is called the boss is that it licks the fur of the other three every day, and it always eats first when Dou Sheng puts out food.
Xie Lan was a little dazed when he picked up Xiaoju.
"In order to treat the insect fear and psychological fragility of children who are alone tonight, I have decided to send Cat Boss to your room to keep watch." Dou Sheng leaned against his door and said, "Okay?"