Xie Lan clicked on the pink avatar several times and looked at it repeatedly. For some reason, he felt a little concerned.
The camera was already on, and Dou Sheng was adjusting the radio. Xie Lan looked at it for a while, but couldn't help asking, "Did you change your profile picture?"
Dou Sheng looked up and said, "Yes."
yes
Something is obviously not right.
Seeing that Xie Lan didn't seem to want to explain further, he hesitated for a while and turned to go upstairs.
There's no point in asking others about such a trivial matter, and I feel like I don't care about it at all.
Every Sunday night is the busiest time in the class, with students running around and chatting crazily before class.
As soon as Xie Lan spread out the competition paper, Liu Yixuan came and sat in the middle seat of the car.
"Boss Xie Lan." She said excitedly, "Let's discuss something!"
Xie Lan asked, "What's the matter?"
"I watched your violin live broadcast, wow, it's really amazing! To be honest, I learn to play the bamboo flute. This kind of Japanese-style explosive song can actually be changed to a Chinese style, and then paired with Hanfu and dance, we will definitely be on the front page! Are you willing to cooperate with me on a video?"
Liu Yixuan's eyes lit up, but Xie Lan seemed a little confused.
Just as he was about to ask Zhu Di what Hanfu was, Dou Sheng suddenly asked, "For the collaborative video, did you submit it or did I submit it?"
Liu Yixuan was stunned. "Of course I submitted the article. What does it have to do with you?"
Xie Lan finally understood after hearing the submission, "Are you also an up master?"
Liu Yixuan laughed and said: "I am a small up, doing cosplay, Hanfu, home dance and so on, I only have 30,000 fans."
Yu Fei lifted his overburdened body from the table and said, “Thirty thousand is not a small increase.”
"Thirty thousand is not a small amount, right?" Liu Yixuan smiled sweetly. "My B station ID is Croissant, which means croissant. You can search my previous works. If you are willing to cooperate, come and find me, anytime!"
After the people left, Yu Fei turned around and said, "You really can consider it. She plays the bamboo flute very well. Oh, and the bamboo flute is a national instrument. I personally think that the sound of the flute and the violin can go together harmoniously."
Dou Sheng sighed, "Herring, why aren't you sleepy today?"
Yu Fei's face fell again and he slumped back against the wall. "No, I just saw Xie Lan looked confused, so I was kind enough to explain it to him."
When the class bell rang, Xie Lan quickly asked, "How many ups are there in Class 4?"
"It's just the two of us." Dou Sheng curled his lips and said, "I think it's better for you to cooperate with me than with her. She can play the bamboo flute, and I can play the piano."
Xie Lan was stunned. "Piano? I haven't heard you mention it."
Dou Sheng said calmly, "Ms. Zhao Wenying forced me to learn it when I was a kid. I haven't touched it for many years, but I can pick it up."
Xie Lan was pleasantly surprised and asked, "That's great. How long have you been studying?"
"About two months." Dou Sheng said.
Xie Lan's expression froze: "...?"
Hu Xiujie's figure appeared at the back door, and a solemn and murderous atmosphere swept across the classroom. The whole class fell silent, as if all the gods had returned to their positions.
Xie Lan stopped talking and focused on the competition questions in front of him.
Hu Xiujie stood in front of the podium, "I have something to say. Teacher Ma asked for leave today, so I told him that everyone in our class will take the city-wide math graded test next weekend. There won't be too much homework for other subjects this week, so you should focus on math."
The crowd below heaved a sigh of relief, and Hu Xiujie suddenly looked at Xie Lan, "Xie Lan, Dou Sheng."
Although he hadn't done anything wrong, Xie Lan still felt nervous.
Hu Xiujie glanced at Dou Sheng, frowned, and stared at him for a long time before saying, "According to convention, each school will send candidate representatives to listen to a lecture before the competition. According to the results of the last class placement test, you two will go to the Municipal Education Bureau tomorrow morning, and you can take leave for the first two classes."
Dou Sheng hummed.
"Dou Sheng, stand up." Hu Xiujie said.
The owls turned their heads silently. Dou Sheng stood up with two tufts of dyed hair on his head. His school uniform jacket was open, revealing a white sweatshirt with bloody claw marks printed on it.
Hu Xiujie looked unhappy. "What are you doing again?"
"Nothing." Dou Sheng said, "Limited edition, only one week."
"Not even a week!" Hu Xiujie turned hostile on the spot, "Come out with me."
Dou Sheng was called away for a full hour and a half, and only returned to his seat as if nothing had happened just before school was over.
"What does the teacher say?" Xie Lan asked.
Dou Sheng didn't reply. He looked at her thoughtfully for a long while before he said in a low voice, "You really care about this."
"?"
Xie Lan couldn't help but say, "Have some shame. I'm just curious about what Hu Xiujie will do to you."
Dou Sheng smiled, "She compromised."
Dou Sheng said as he moved closer to Xie Lan and whispered in his ear, "I showed her a clip I recorded tonight and asked her if she wanted to see me fall or if she wanted to see me do a JK."
Xie Lan: “???”
's heart was once again greatly shocked.
Dou Sheng smiled and asked, "Guess what she chose?"
"… "
Because of these two sentences, Xie Lan was stunned for half the class.
It was not until I went back to clean up the dormitory at night that I suddenly realized that Dou Sheng was fooling me again. Who is Hu Xiujie? How could he be controlled by a student
Dou Sheng was throwing things into the cabinet from under the bed. Dai You and Wang Gou were standing beside him, looking at those rebellious clothes in shock, too shocked to speak.
Xie Lan leaned on the bed railing and asked, "What did you say to the teacher?"
"Why are you asking so many questions? It's just a long talk." Dou Sheng paused, "Oh, a long talk means that both parties are very frank and comfortable talking, and they have talked through the whole cause and effect."
Xie Lan shrank back onto the bed weakly, "I know. I've memorized that idiom."
Dou Sheng was laughing from below, "That's awesome."
Xie Lan didn't reply.
That inexplicable feeling of concern came out again. Dou Sheng seemed calm and indifferent, but he was very good at hiding things, and he hid them with a clear conscience. Whether it was the avatar that suddenly added a pink background, or the mysterious conversation with Hu Xiujie that lasted nearly two hours tonight, he was deliberately hiding some of it and had no intention of sharing it with Xie Lan.
Xie Lan thought that maybe they had known each other for too short a time and Dou Sheng didn't want to tell her everything.
Wang Gou leaned on his stool and asked, "You bought so many clothes just to shoot a video?"
Dou Sheng hummed, "Seven sets a week, no repeats. But the video is only shot once, so I buy cheap ones, basically less than a hundred."
Xie Lan felt something was wrong as he listened, and he leaned over the railing and stuck his head out, "The two thousand..."
As luck would have it, Dou Sheng just took out the milk-coffee colored JK uniform from the box, along with the pleated skirt, and shook it.
Dai You spat out a mouthful of water.
Wang Gou was so shocked that he let the cold boiled water mixed with saliva splash randomly on his face. Dou Sheng casually pulled out a piece of paper and pressed it on his face, "This bodysuit is for millions of fans, but I spent a lot of money to order it. I bought 180-count cotton yarn first, and then sent it to the studio for proofing."
Wang Gou looked up at the table in a naive manner, "What does 180-count yarn mean?"
Dou Sheng grabbed his hand and let him feel it. "It's pure cotton, but it feels very smooth, like silk."
Wang Gou said with emotion: "It is indeed smooth."
Dai You was also moved, "Let me touch it too."
Xie Lan, who was sitting on the upper bunk, felt an electric shock all over his body. After a long time, he quietly shrank back and lay flat, staring at the ceiling.
"I used this to record the benefit for one million fans. Then I will use this to record the two million, three million, five million...
Dou Sheng finished his words with a smile, then reached out and knocked on the railing of his bed.
"What?" Xie Lan said indifferently.
Dou Sheng asked, "Do you like it? If we work together in the future, I will order a set for you as well."
"... Just because of what you said, there is no possibility for us to cooperate."
"Don't speak too soon." Dou Sheng knocked again, "You will smell really good. The nature of human beings is to smell really good."
Can't understand.
Xie Lan turned over speechlessly.
On the first night in the dormitory, Dai You and Wang Gou were studying downstairs, Xie Lan was lying on the bed reading ancient poems on his mobile phone, and Dou Sheng was editing videos on the side with a laptop.
Dou Sheng used a silent mouse, so the clicking sound was very light, but when he was editing the video, the mouse clicks were continuous, and Xie Lan actually felt a little sleepy as he listened.
I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I was dreaming again.
I dreamed that Dou Sheng sent me a message in the middle of the night asking me to go to the rooftop of the administrative building. The elevator and lights in the administrative building were broken, and I walked up countless steps in the dark and finally opened the small door to the rooftop. I saw Dou Sheng wearing a milk tea and milky white JK uniform under the moonlight, waving at me.
"Xie Lan, come here." Dou Sheng said, shaking his long white legs.
In the dream, Xie Lan was confused for a while, and then he walked towards it as if possessed by a ghost.
When he reached the edge of the rooftop, Xie Lan suddenly felt that the building was shaking a bit, as if it was not very stable.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Dou Sheng smiled at him and said, "I'll show you something good."
said this and reached down to her skirt.
"Stop!" Xie Lan yelled in his dream, "Stop!"
Dou Sheng didn't listen. Xie Lan was so desperate that she wanted to jump off the building with her eyes closed. Before she jumped, she suddenly heard the rustling of bags. She turned around and took a closer look. Dou Sheng took out another set of JK pants, put them on her body and said, "Let's wear them together and live broadcast. It will definitely attract people from all over the site to watch. My fans will quickly grow to two million, three million, and five million. I will definitely be in the top 100 this year!"
Xie Lan sat up suddenly from the bed.
In the quiet dormitory, there was only the sound of one person panting. Dai You and Wang Gou, who were sleeping in the next bed, were both fast asleep, breathing very lightly.
With the faint moonlight coming in through the gap in the curtains, Xie Lan reached for his cell phone and checked the time.
02:08.
The bed next to him was empty. Dou Sheng was not there. He probably went to the bathroom.
Xie Lan took a long time to relax, his mouth was dry, and he climbed down the bed ladder to find some water to drink.
Dou Sheng's cabinet door was open, and everything inside could be seen, including the neatly stacked JK suit.
Nightmares come from reality.
Xie Lan's heart, which had just calmed down, felt suffocated again.
Xie Jingming had been urging him to go back, and even hinted that if he continued to mess around, he would cut off his financial support. Xie Lan had earned a lot of advertising revenue from being a YouTuber, but it wasn't certain how long it would last.
In fact, he was interested when Dou Sheng proposed cooperation today, and at least thought about which direction to cooperate in for a while.
But let’s forget about wearing JK or something together.
Xie Lan drank two sips of water and got up to go to bed.
One foot stepped on the step and suddenly stopped.
The dormitory was very quiet. The two people above me were sleeping soundly, as if I was the only one in the room.
He froze for a while with his hands on the bed frame, then, as if possessed by a ghost, he walked towards Dou Sheng's cabinet and took out the JK uniform.
I didn't touch it carefully at home, but it feels really good and is worth the price.
Xie Lan shook out her clothes and skirt and looked at them expressionlessly.
There is a mirror on the inside of Yingzhong's wardrobe door.
After a moment, she held the shirt in one hand and the skirt in the other, and gestured to herself with a cold face.
The high school girl uniform is of a very gentle color, which goes well with the boy's milky white skin.
Coupled with the cold and indifferent black eyes, it is wonderful.
Maybe because he got up in the middle of the night and his mind was not very clear, Xie Lan looked at himself in the mirror in a daze. He couldn't tell what he felt, but he felt that it was not as scary as he had imagined.
Click—
The sound of the doorknob turning suddenly sounded behind me.
Dou Sheng is back.
Xie Lan's heart was shaken. He didn't have time to complain about the man's silent walking. He immediately threw the JK back into the closet.
However, before the clothes hit the ground, he grabbed them back. The uniform was folded neatly, and it would be exposed now. In a flash, the moment Dou Sheng opened the door, Xie Lan grabbed the schoolbag and stuffed the uniform in.
With a "swish", the zipper was closed.
Dou Sheng appeared at the door with a tablet in his hand. Xie Lan held his schoolbag and yawned calmly and lazily.
"I haven't slept yet." He spoke before Dou Sheng could.
In the idiom dictionary, it is called "grab the show first".
Dou Sheng was probably startled by him. After a while, he whispered, "I'll wait until the video is uploaded to see if there are any problems. The review was pretty fast today."
Xie Lan was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously glanced at his phone again.
02:25.
Dou Sheng was the most efficient video shooter and video editor he had ever seen, his efficiency was simply jaw-dropping.
Dou Sheng came over and stuffed the iPad on the bed, then asked in a low voice, "Why are you holding your schoolbag if you're not sleeping?"
Xie Lan was stunned.
After a while, he whispered, "I dreamed that I hadn't finished my Chinese homework, so I came down to check it."
Dou Sheng raised his lip corners upon hearing this, "How pitiful! He has suffered psychological trauma."
He raised his hand and rubbed Xie Lan's head twice, "Don't panic, you will definitely improve in Chinese next time."
Xie Lan felt guilty and didn't even react when he asked him to touch his head. After watching Dou Sheng climb onto the bed, he breathed a sigh of relief and climbed up with him.
After lying down, he remembered that the video Dou Sheng mentioned had been uploaded, and he couldn't help but open his phone.
In the video, Dou Sheng is wearing that JK suit. He is not shy at all and generously introduces his newly bought equipment to everyone.
"This is just a casual video, we'll open some packages together, but you have to cherish me now." He said coldly to the camera, "It's a deal, JK, I'll see you once every million fans, let's see who says I'm not an ambitious up in the future."
What he was showing in his hand happened to be the sweatshirt with bloody claw marks that he was wearing today. He briefly introduced it and threw it away. He changed into ripped jeans and measured the total length of the holes with a tape measure in front of the camera.
The earphones were filled with Dou Sheng's chattering voice. Xie Lan was easily distracted when watching such a high-density talking video. The only thing in front of her was the JK figure swaying in her field of vision.
"The above is all the content of this video. If you are satisfied with this JK outfit, don't forget to like and forward it. If this is your first time watching my video, you can click... You don't have to click follow. The first time I saw me was as a JK. I guess we are not destined to be together." Dou Sheng finished his words like pouring beans. "The theme of the next submission will be personality. Everyone, work hard and study hard. See you next time!"
The video ends neatly, and it’s spliced with the ending part that appears in every video of Dou Sheng. The cheerful music and his smiling profile picture are a bit magical, but they make people feel good unconsciously.
Xie Lan took off his headphones, smiled faintly unconsciously, and turned over to go to sleep.
Dou Sheng suddenly poked his pillow above his head.
"I noticed you were watching my video and trying to get away with it." Dou Sheng whispered, "Don't forget to give me coins, two, right now."
Xie Lan was stunned.
He opened his eyes again and touched his phone, just like he was touching his empty Bilibili wallet.
After a long while, he whispered, "Sorry, I've run out of coins."
Dou Sheng sat up suddenly after hearing this and asked in disbelief, "You should have saved dozens of coins in a few days, where did you invest them?"
I voted for the Amway videos you made for your fans.
Under Dou Sheng's stern stare, Xie Lan suddenly felt a little guilty.
He paused and whispered, "Next time for sure."
After waking up in the middle of the night and tossing and turning, they both overslept the next day.
Because they had to listen to the lecture, they could sleep twenty minutes longer than students who had normal classes, and Dai You didn't call them when they left.
Xie Lan was shaken awake by Dou Sheng, who woke up by chance.
"It's getting late." Dou Sheng said with a messy head of hair. "The lecture will start in half an hour. It will take us a while to get there. Hurry!"
Xie Lan sat up suddenly, and before his brain could react, his body had already followed Dou Sheng's movements. The two of them almost flew off the bed, one in front and one behind.
Wash your face, brush your teeth, put on your clothes, and run wildly in the quiet campus during morning self-study time.
I ran all the way to the west gate, and Dou Sheng's taxi just happened to arrive.
"Go to the Municipal Education Bureau." Dou Sheng said to the driver, panting.
The driver smiled and said, "Don't worry, we're going in the opposite direction, against the rush hour, so there's no traffic jam."
Xie Lan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly, "Thank you."
The car started moving, and Xie Lan checked the time. He thought he should be able to sign in in time.
He heaved a sigh of relief, "I shouldn't have gotten up and messed around last night."
Dou Sheng held his schoolbag with a sleepy look on his face, muttering, "I got up to watch the video upload, it's a legitimate reason, but it's really unfair for you to get up."
Xie Lan looked at the rapidly receding street outside the car window and suddenly asked, "If we two collaborate on a video, what do you think the content should be?"
Dou Sheng, who was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, suddenly sat up straight.
He stared at Xie Lan, "Really? You want to cooperate with me? Do you want to register as an up master on Bilibili?"
Xie Lan hummed vaguely.
I haven't made a firm decision yet, but I do have an idea.
"That's great." Dou Sheng suddenly laughed. "After the math grading exam, I'll send you the terms of B Station and see if there's anything you think is inappropriate. There's no rush. I'll write a few more cooperation plans for you to discuss together."
Xie Lan hummed, "There's really no rush."
He didn't expect Dou Sheng's reaction to be so enthusiastic, which made him feel better all of a sudden.
The Municipal Education Bureau is a small courtyard with two vertically adjacent buildings. A banner was hung under the secondary building, which read "Dreams Set Sail—Citywide Mathematics Grading Test Promotion Conference."
There is a small desk at the door, with a staff member sitting behind it and a sign-in sheet on the desk.
There were still three or five minutes left before the presentation started, and there was a tall and thin boy signing in at the front.
Dou Sheng said, "White background with red bars, it means it belongs to the Affiliated High School, remember that."
Xie Lan was stunned. "Why should I remember this?"
"Nothing." Dou Sheng smiled. "The Affiliated High School is pretty strong in math, so it's pretty impressive in this kind of exam."
Xie Lan said "oh".
After the man signed in, Xie Lan and Dou Sheng walked over.
When the sign-in teacher saw Dou Sheng's hair and clothes, a confused expression appeared on his face.
Xie Lan took out a ballpoint pen and was about to fill out the form, but she pulled the form back.
"Which school are you from?" the teacher asked.
Xie Lan was stunned. "English."
The tall and thin boy from the attached high school was in no hurry to go in. He frowned and stared at Dou Sheng for a long time, then asked uncertainly, "Dou... Sheng?"
Dou Sheng glanced at her and said, "It's me. Hello, what's your name?"
"I'm Guo Ruize, from the Affiliated Middle School." The boy was shocked and said, "It's really you. Oh my god, I went to Yingzhong to play basketball with my friends during the winter vacation. Why do you look different from the photo on the honor roll?"
"What's the difference?" Dou Sheng was very cold in front of others and spoke lazily.
He took out his student ID from his bag, verified his identity with the sign-in teacher, then bent down and signed his name.
Guo Ruize was stunned for a while before he said, "Wait, I'm a little confused. You are the Dou Sheng who ranked first in your Yingzhong last semester and also ranked first in the high school entrance examination?"
Dou Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, almost sticking the words "You are so boring" on his forehead.
"It's me, what's wrong?"
"Not much..." Guo Ruize's eyes were blank for a while, and after a long time he nodded and said, "I heard from a senior that the first place in every class of Yingzhong is different from ordinary people. It's true... Well, nice to meet you. I am also the first place in our school. I am lucky to compete with you two big guys in this exam."
Then he turned to Xie Lan and asked, "Where is the big boss?"
Xie Lan glanced at him dimly, "Xie Lan. I'm not a big shot. I'm ranked around 400th in my grade."
He's just an average math genius.
Guo Ruize's expression was distracted for a while, and he nodded slowly after a long time, "Okay, he must be a master of one subject. Those who can come to participate in the competition are not ordinary people. Let's go in together later."
The sign-in teacher said to Xie Lan, "Show me your student ID too."
"oh."
Xie Lan patted his trouser pockets, found nothing, and opened his schoolbag out of habit.
The moment the schoolbag was opened, the breeze blew across the uniform inside, and the elegant plaid white shirt lay brightly inside.
Xie Lan had a look of horror on his face, but his hands reacted before his brain and he quickly pulled the zipper of his schoolbag back on.
Dou Sheng, who was looking exhausted, stood up straight at once, his eyes wide open, and pulled Xie Lan's elbow.
She leaned over to block the bag for him and whispered, "Are you crazy? What are you doing with it?"
Xie Lan felt a numbness on one side of his body: "I didn't..."
The cute JK uniform is lying in the schoolbag of the Yingzhong math genius. I guess everyone has seen it.
An electric current ran from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and Xie Lan's face turned red.
After a long time, Dou Sheng opened the bag a little and reached in to take something out.
He fumbled slowly for a long time before finally finding Xie Lan's student ID card. He carefully pulled the card holder out bit by bit, making sure the rope didn't hook out anything that shouldn't be hooked out.
They both let out a silent breath at the same time.
Dou Sheng put his student ID on the table. "Xie Lan, also from Yingzhong."
Xie Lan immediately lowered his head and signed. Not wanting to see the teacher's expression, he grabbed the student ID and pushed Dou Sheng inside.
Passing by the Affiliated High School Guo Ruize, Guo Ruize's eyes were blank, he was shocked and stared at us.
"I think I saw something weird just now." Guo Ruize swallowed hard and said dully, "You guys in society, cross-dressing guys, you guys who are good at studying in English middle schools are all like this?"