Xie Lan searched on Baidu before he figured out what "tie tie" meant.
There are many words that express intimacy, but this word is unique in both its shape and pronunciation. And the word "tie" is a bit difficult to pronounce together. Xie Lan couldn't help but repeat after reading the hot comments: "tie tie."
The comment section is a bit noisy: "Hahaha", "555", "Ahh", fans collectively call this "chicken crowing".
- Beans really gave me a face
- JK is nothing compared to jeans!
- In the joint video, only Dou Sheng appears, so the BGM must be Xie Lan.
- Lanzai's mother shed tears for him 555
- Violin & arrangement professionals want to say that Xie Lan is truly amazing...
- Amazing strength +1, not showing off, those who understand will understand
- My feelings are quite complicated. I only used this level of work to mix two BGMs for Douzi. It is worthy of being Douzi.
- Put a prophecy here, the top 100 bookings of the year, both of them are
Xie Lan quickly scrolled through the likes and finally found a video interpretation he wanted to watch.
- Very shocking, if anyone says Douzi is down and out from now on, I will get angry! ! Let me briefly tell you my opinion, this is a world created by a "bad" boy and him in the world. The faces of passers-by in the video are blurred in different ways: the faces of the indifferent passers-by in the distance are blurred, while the faces of the people approaching from the front are distorted - the indifference of strangers and the rudeness of relatives, this is the perception of the boy. In addition, his own camera language is divided into two types: in the regular "passer-by's perspective", he is angry and his body is exaggerated, but this bgm is a classical three-beat, relaxed, cheerful and rhythmic, which shows that it is actually a moment of self-pleasing for him, and there is no so-called rebellion in people's imagination. This is confirmed in other "inhuman perspectives" looking down and up, because in those shots he wears the same clothes, but his temperament and behavior are not abnormal! Finally, the boy took off his dirty sweater, washed off his dyed hair, returned from rebellion, and thought of a sentence: Only I know who I am. 5555 Douzi I am tired of talking! Finally! The transition bgm is absolutely amazing! Lanzi! Mommy loves you!!!
There were many new words in this long paragraph. Xie Lan had to cut away to look up words in the dictionary. It took him more than ten minutes to read the whole paragraph.
After reading it through, he was a little amazed. He didn't expect that someone would actually deconstruct this short film so clearly.
There are a lot of detailed interpretations in the building within the building, including the perspective of each shot, the meaning of the color combination, the meaning of the gestures... Xie Lan read it for half an hour and clicked countless likes.
What concerned him most was a very short reply.
- Before the boy returns home in the mirror, there is a scene of rain hitting the car window. The rain forms the shape of a leaf on the glass. Please help!
Xie Lan was stunned. He had been hiding this detail in the classroom last night, but he actually missed it.
He immediately watched the video again and in the last frame of the rain hitting the car window, the rain marks indeed formed the shape of a leaf.
To be precise, it was a paulownia leaf, exactly the same outline as the simple paulownia tree that Dou Sheng casually drew on the cover.
Xie Lan looked at the paused page, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Dou Sheng likes Chinese parasol trees and always casually adds some related elements here and there. He seems to be used to it. But the appearance of this Chinese parasol tree at the node before the boy returns from his rebelliousness is a bit subtle.
Xie Lan suddenly remembered a book he had read before, which roughly said that everything that was deliberately weakened and hidden in a movie camera was the director's disguised publicity.
Knock knock.
Xie Lan came to his senses and said, "Come in."
Dou Sheng walked in with a cell phone in one hand and a box of puffs in the other, looking tired as if he hadn't slept well.
He said casually, "I have to make up for the lessons, but I can't afford it. I slept too much today, didn't I?"
Xie Lan sat on the bed, a little speechless, "I'm watching a video."
"What video?" Dou Sheng raised his eyebrows, then suddenly realized, "Oh - I had forgotten about it. How is it? Are you satisfied with the data?"
Pack.
Xie Lan was too lazy to expose him, let alone ask him if he had bought adult diapers.
"I'm reading the comments, and everyone seems to understand the video pretty well."
Dou Sheng smiled faintly when he heard this, "Yes, some of them are okay."
Xie Lan continued to swipe the screen, "What does initial awakening mean?"
"Ah... this one."
Dou Sheng opened the box, picked up the puff and put it into his mouth, swallowing the cream with his cheeks puffed up.
Xie Lan looked up, "Hmm?"
"No, I just recently regained some of my original passion for making videos. I was a little depressed before because of the Top 100 incident last year."
Xie Lan couldn't help but ask, "Then why did you make videos in the first place?"
Dou Sheng didn't say anything. He continued to stand in front of Xie Lan's bed and eat puffs, eating them one by one very seriously.
Xie Lan, who was waiting for his answer, became increasingly confused.
"So you brought this puff yourself?" Xie Lan frowned and whispered, "I thought you were going to give it to me?"
Dou Sheng's fingers, which were holding the last puff, froze.
"We can share it together." He pinched the puff to Xie Lan's mouth and said, "I've washed my hands."
The sweet scent of cream approached, and the soft puff skin touched Xie Lan's lips vaguely.
Xie Lan was stunned for a moment before taking it and eating it. The dense cream wrapped around every taste bud.
Dou Sheng muttered, "The original intention was very simple, I just wanted to spread relaxation and happiness. I used to watch other people's videos without being open-minded, and I felt healed, so after I became open-minded, I wanted to heal others."
Xie Lan said, "Indeed, many people started making videos this way."
He just mentioned it casually, but Dou Sheng frowned when he heard it.
"What do you mean a lot of people?" Dou Sheng muttered in dissatisfaction: "My first love is very unique. Okay, forget it. I can't explain it to you. I'm going to school now."
Xie Lan was stunned. "Which sentence didn't you understand? Isn't it about spreading happiness?"
"I don't understand!" Dou Sheng said with a straight face.
The classrooms for math competition training and basic Chinese were next to each other. Dou Sheng was busy calling all the fan groups to get up and watch videos. When he passed by the door of Xie Lan's classroom, he said goodbye without raising his head.
Xie Lan was speechless. He said goodbye perfunctorily and turned to walk into the classroom.
Old Ma was sitting at the podium table. When he saw him come in, his eyes lit up and he said, "Good morning."
"Good morning, teacher." Xie Lan said quickly and walked towards his usual seat.
I'm so sleepy. I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm a little naughty today.
He lowered his head and yawned. He put down his bag and was about to sit down when his steps suddenly froze.
Xie Lan suddenly turned his head and glared at Lao Ma in front of the podium, then glanced at the students around him in confusion.
—That’s right, they are all people I have seen before but I don’t recognize them. There are no owls from Class 4. This is clearly a basic Chinese classroom.
Old Ma sat at the desk in front of the podium and looked at Xie Lan with a smile on his face, his eyes glowing.
Xie Lan suspected that he saw something called "fatherly love" in him.
"teacher… ?"
Lao Ma picked up the thermos cup and sipped some water. "It's okay. I'll come and take a look."
Xie Lan: “?”
The sound of the Chinese teacher's high heels could be heard outside. Lao Ma stood up and said with a smile, "The results of the city's graded test are still being compiled and will not be released until Monday. But I heard that there is a dark horse, from Yingzhong."
Xie Lan frowned in confusion, "Dark horse? What does that mean? He broke into the grading office and stole the papers? So the results can't be issued normally?"
Does the canteen at Yingzhong raise horses
Lao Ma’s smile froze.
"No." Shock was written all over Lao Ma's face. "Dark horse means a player who suddenly emerges with outstanding performance, which no one expected or no one knew before. This is a metaphor."
Xie Lan suddenly realized, "Oh, I don't quite understand these metaphors, can you be more straightforward next time?"
"Okay... I just had a feeling that the dark horse might be you, and I heard that your score shocked the grading team, so I came to take a look." Old Ma sighed deeply. He raised his hand and patted Xie Lan on the shoulder again and again, and said solemnly: "Work hard on Chinese, work hard, don't worry about math, you will be fine. Ah, I was going to say I'll wait for you next door, forget it, just work hard on Chinese, try to raise your score as soon as possible, don't let it drag you down."
Xie Lan: "Okay, teacher."
Old Ma walked to the door with a dazed look in his eyes, holding the thermos cup. The Chinese teacher just came in and asked curiously, "Hey, Teacher Ma? Did you walk into the wrong classroom?"
Old Ma sighed softly, pulled her over and whispered a few words. The Chinese teacher glanced at Xie Lan in surprise, "Oh, okay, forget it, I'll take care of it as if it were my own child."
Old Ma nodded heavily.
Xie Lan was a little puzzled and walked over to sit down.
Halfway through the Chinese class, Xie Lan received a text message.
Dear student Xie Lan: Welcome to join the British-Chinese Debate Society! The first training activity of the debate society will be held from 5pm to 6pm on Wednesday evening. The activity will be held in Room 303 of the Experimental Building. The content of this activity is ice-breaking grouping and debate topic discussion for new members. Please understand the debate topic: Should gender symbols exist? Please confirm your participation. 1.
Xie Lan understood and quickly gave a 1.
This should be the first student club activity he participated in at a domestic school. He cherished it very much. He wrote down the topic in his notebook and planned to take some time tomorrow to prepare in advance.
The lunch team was discussing this morning's video.
"Your speed of gaining followers is too scary!"
Che Ziming slurped noodles while looking at his phone, mumbling, "These are just a few dollars? Seventy-eight thousand!"
Dai You nodded, "This means you have both the ability and someone to lead you. Hey, shall we find a place to celebrate?"
Che Ziming then said, "The results of the math placement test are out, and someone will definitely treat the top scorer to a barbecue. Let's go together then!"
Xie Lan, who was eating quietly, paused when he heard this.
He looked at Che Ziming, who looked innocent, and asked casually, "Who did you bet on for first place last time?"
"Bean!" Che Ziming said, "But later I regretted it. Lan, how was your test?"
"Nothing."
"Oh shit." Wang Gou sighed, "I don't feel anything, which means I don't feel the difficulty. I feel like I've been scolded."
Che Ziming immediately turned into a repeater, "I feel like I was scolded."
Dai You followed with a smile: "I was scolded."
Everyone at the table looked at Yu Fei, who opened his mouth impatiently, "I... I'm speechless, so childish."
"Herring has become more irritable recently." Che Ziming whispered, "I seriously suspect something is wrong with him."
Dou Sheng put down his chopsticks, "Why?"
"In the past, he would lose contact within two hours after school because he would go to sleep. But recently, I often get up in the middle of the night and see his phone is still on. I check it and it's still online."
Wang Gou heard this and asked quietly, "Do you always get up in the middle of the night?"
Che Ziming: “… ?”
"I can go and have a look." Wang Gou said with a worried look, "Anyway, this is how people in our village are. If a boy always gets up in the middle of the night, the villagers will spread the word that he—ah ah, he stepped on my foot!"
Yu Fei sighed, "I've been a little annoyed lately, how about playing a game of ball this afternoon, 2v2."
"Okay." Che Ziming agreed immediately, "I'll play ball with you, but you have to let me play first."
Yu Fei frowned, "Do you still have any shame?"
Che Ziming said confidently: "No."
Everyone at the table burst out laughing, and Xie Lan couldn't help laughing.
The biology class in the afternoon was very cost-effective. The teacher started from the first compulsory biology course, and Xie Lan found that biology was simpler than he had imagined. As long as he remembered the nouns, the rest was very easy to understand.
The get out of class was about to end when the small group suddenly became excited.
- rjjsd: I bought the medicine and am walking home in ten minutes.
- Dai You: Okay, we are still here.
- rjjsd: Did they call
- Che Ziming: Yes, his mother is on the way.
-rjjsd:/ok
Xie Lan was a little confused and asked: What's wrong
Soon Che Ziming replied: Poor Herring has sprained his ankle, and it is a serious injury, he is almost dead.
Xie Lan was confused when Dou Sheng posted a message in the group: ankle twitst
Xie Lan finally understood: How serious was the injury
Che Ziming sent a photo.
Not long after spraining my ankle, it was already red and extremely swollen.
Xie Lan asked: "The small playground?" I'll go there right after class.
Dou Sheng said: It’s not that urgent, just wait for his mother to pick him up. I’ll buy some medicine and give him some spray to relieve the pain so he can go to class.
Yu Fei sent a "hmm" in the group.
Xie Lan rushed to the small playground. Dou Sheng and the others were still there. Yu Fei's mother had just arrived, and the school security guard was standing nearby.
Yu Fei sat on the ground feeling a little exhausted. "Ah, why make such a big fuss? I'll just ask Che Ziming and the others to help me to the school gate."
Yu Fei's mother put her hand on his head, squatted down and gently touched the swollen part of his ankle, "Mom won't let go, you can't move if it's sprained, spray some medicine on it to relieve the pain, and then we'll slowly move out."
Yu Fei looks very much like his mother, but their temperaments are completely different. His mother looks petite and weak, speaks slowly and softly, and has a very gentle tone.
"Auntie, he should be fine." Che Ziming said, "We just tried to check on him, it should be a sprain, the bone is fine, if you don't care, take him to take an X-ray, the white medicine has sprayed on him."
Yu Fei's mother smiled and said, "Thank you, are you all here?"
"Yeah, we played ball together."
Dou Sheng spotted Xie Lan and came over to whisper, "It's okay."
Xie Lan glanced at Yu Fei's ankle and said, "It seems to be more swollen than in the photo just now."
Dou Sheng hummed, "I'll definitely continue to post for a while. His mom will take him to the hospital soon."
Yu Fei's mother must have rushed over from home. She didn't even bother to put on her coat, but only a cashmere shawl. The camel-colored shawl wrapped around her petite figure, her long hair draped over her back, and she squatted down to carefully examine Yu Fei's ankle.
Xie Lan looked at her, his eyes suddenly darkened.
She and Xiao Langjing have very similar temperaments, gentle and reserved, with a soft and steady voice, which makes people unconsciously want to rely on her. Their dressing styles are very similar. Xiao Langjing stopped wearing hospital gowns during her last period, and she asked Xie Lan to bring her own clothes from home. Every day, she would wear a thin fleece sweater and a shawl, sitting on the bed to read books and watch movies.
Yu Fei sat there waiting for the drug to take effect, his mother still stroking his head again and again.
"Stop touching me, Mom. I'm going to be bald." Yu Fei said with a bit of embarrassment, "I'm almost a senior in high school, and there are so many classmates here."
Yu Fei's mother smiled and said, "I can touch it if I want to, why bother me?"
She said this, but still stopped, picked up the medicine next to her and read the instructions carefully.
After a long while, she sighed, "Son, you sprained your ankle while playing ball. What happened recently? Why does mom feel so uneasy?"
Yu Fei looked at the big bump on his ankle with a frown, "It's annoying."
"You're irritable every day." Yu Fei's mother said helplessly, "You've been irritable since you were born. I've never seen you happy."
Che Ziming and Wang Gou beside them were trying to hold back their laughter by clapping their hands like crazy, while Dai Youyi kept curling the corners of his lips as he bent down to pick up the scattered medicine boxes, instruction manuals and other things on the ground.
After a long while, Yu Fei said, "It doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore. Let's go now? Where is the car?"
"It's right outside. The security guard tried his best to let me go inside. Thank you." Yu Fei's mother smiled gratefully at the security guard. When the car Ming lifted Yu Fei up, she immediately supported the other side of Yu Fei's body.
The man looked thin and small, but he was very steady while holding his son.
"Let's go to the hospital closer to home. The orthopedic department near our school is not very good." She asked Yu Fei for his opinion in a low voice.
Yu Fei was very obedient in front of her mother, "It's all right, the pain won't be so severe after spraying the medicine."
Che Ziming turned his head and said, "Don't follow me, Auntie and I will get him out."
Dou Sheng nodded and warned: "Be careful and watch your feet."
"knew."
The three of them slowly moved out. Dai You sighed, "Herring has been a little irritable recently. He was angry when he was playing basketball just now. Why did he rush so fiercely when there were four of us playing basketball?"
Wang Gou shook his head, "I don't understand. Should we take this pole to the cafeteria?"
"Oh, I forgot." Dai You said as he picked up the stainless steel pipe next to him and walked towards the cafeteria, with Wang Gou following behind him.
After everyone left, Xie Lan asked in a muffled voice, "What are you doing with that pole?"
Dou Sheng was speechless. "I don't know. I saw it when I came back from buying medicine. I guess that idiot Che Ming wanted to make a walking stick for Yu Fei."
"oh."
Xie Lan turned and walked towards the school gate, "Let's go home."
Yu Fei and the other two were not far ahead. It was windy at this moment, and the leaves of the sycamore trees on the tree-lined road were rustling. In the distance, Yu Fei's mother's long hair was blown by the wind. She used one hand to continuously hold her hair to prevent it from being blown and hitting her son's face.
Zhao Wenying was actually very gentle, but her gentleness was hidden under her nagging and complaints. She was also often on business trips, so they seldom met. Unlike Yu Fei's mother, she made Xie Lan think of that person in an instant from every aspect.
As Xie Lan was walking, he suddenly remembered that Dai You had mentioned that his mother was a junior high school teacher, Wang Gou's mother ran a small shop in the countryside, and Che Ziming's mother worked in another place, but they often sent things by mail.
In fact, he is the only one...
Another gust of wind blew towards him, and a bright leaf was blown by the wind and flew in front of Xie Lan, spinning in the air.
Dou Sheng skillfully reached out and grabbed the leaf, "Mr. Zhao Wenying is here."
Xie Lan stopped and turned his head to look at him, "Now?"
"He just sent me a message." Dou Sheng shook his phone, "He invited us to have dinner at his house and asked if we wanted to eat tomato hotpot."
Xie Lan paused, "Are you using tomatoes for hot pot?"
Dou Sheng shook his head. "Tomatoes are just the base. You'll know in a minute. It's not spicy and tastes really good."
"Okay." Xie Lan said. He raised his head and took a deep breath silently.
The two walked quietly for a while, until Yu Fei and his mother disappeared at the school gate.
"I seem to smell someone's sour taste in this wind." Dou Sheng suddenly whispered.
Xie Lan was stunned for a moment, "What?"
Dou Sheng didn't say anything immediately. After a while, he said, "I've seen photos of Aunt Xiao when she was young and my mom. She does have a similar temperament to Herring's mom."
Xie Lan hummed, thinking of a sentence that Che Ming often said, and repeated lightly: "Yes, I am jealous."
Dou Sheng burst out laughing at the side.
His laughter was light and low, as if it could make the heaviness in the air disappear a little.
Xie Lan walked side by side with him, and after a while she stopped and whispered, "She's been gone for so long. In fact, I've already sorted out my feelings. It's just that sometimes I suddenly think of her and can't escape."
The bottom of his body was a little hot, so Xie Lan looked ahead and saw no one was looking forward.
Dou Sheng pinched the stem of the sycamore leaf, placed it in front of his chest, and gently rotated it.
The veins on the bright green leaves are very clear, and they are so green and transparent in the sunlight that you can almost see the life of the leaves flowing.
"If you want to cry, you can cry now. I will try my best to pretend that I can't see it." Dou Sheng said, "Use this leaf to cover it."
What can a leaf cover
Xie Lan took the sycamore leaf. The leaf stem still had the warmth of Dou Sheng's fingertips. When he touched it, he felt dazed for a moment, as if he had hooked Dou Sheng's finger.
He lowered his eyes to look at Ye Mai, "I just feel a little regretful. I was so panicked on the last day, I kept crying, and forgot to say goodbye to her properly. We said goodbye at the funeral, and she has already left. I don't know if she can hear it."
Dou Sheng didn't say anything. He took out another leaf from somewhere, which was slightly yellower than the previous one, and put them together in Xie Lan's hand.
After a long while, Dou Sheng whispered, "Have you ever seen a fairy tale?"
"Um?"
Dou Sheng raised his hand and touched his hair. "As long as a person remains in the memory of the living, she has never really left."
"So, as long as you still miss her, she will always be there."
The wind made Dou Sheng's voice faint.
But Xie Lan heard it. His eyes moved slightly. He pinched the two leaves, one green and one yellow, and looked at Dou Sheng under the sycamore tree, stunned for a moment.
The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves of the sycamore tree, casting patches of pale golden light on Dou Sheng's shiny white coat. Xie Lan suddenly remembered the poem that Dou Sheng had recited that night in the small courtyard of South Lane, and also remembered her nagging instructions in the hospital two years ago.
On the last day, he indeed forgot to say goodbye properly.
But he kept holding her hand and saying, I will miss you, and he said it many times.