Xie Lan is famous in England and China.
Gossip spreads from person to person very quickly. When I read the manuscript, there were only a few people from other grades in the playground. By the time Xie Lan returned to class and took her seat, the door was packed with people - a lot of people. Strange faces passed by the door "accidentally", and as soon as they were careful, the outside of Mathematics A was filled to the brim.
Perhaps due to the large number of people, the discussion gradually became more and more arrogant. There seemed to be a group of eminent monks standing outside the door chanting the "Xie Lan Mantra". Xie Lan lowered his head and traced the copybook given to him by Lao Qin, his ears buzzing. ring.
- His current nickname in the world is "The handsome guy from Class A who shocked Hu Xiujie for a whole year". For men, he is "a strong dragon who dares to conquer the local snake", while for women, he is "a loyal person who started with gossip". "Good looks", and some bastards who were dominated by Hu Xiujie also came to join in the fun, calling Xie Lan "spiritual leader".
Xie Lan was speechless. He scratched the sulfuric acid paper with his pen and was so irritated that he wanted to punch someone.
The seat next to him was empty, and the wind blew the curtains and swiped at the empty tabletop.
Che Ziming turned his head and said in a strange tone: "You are in big trouble, my little buddy!"
Wang Gou immediately started to cooperate, "Yeah! Oh, my sweetheart, look at how that heartless guy tricked you?"
Che Ziming: "If I were you, I would definitely beat him up!"
Wang Gou: "I'm going to say this soon. Oh Xie Lan, baby, if you want to cry, just cry. Jesus is with you, and we curse that heartless thing!" "
Xie Lan looked up at them expressionlessly, "Want to fight?"
Che Ziming almost fell off his chair and wiped away his tears from laughter, "Are you allowed to write classical Chinese and allow us to translate accents? You are so damn funny. Damn it, why are Class 4 here? You are so lucky."
Xie Lan looked at his happy and smiling face without any trouble, clenched his fists, and for a long time, he closed his copybook angrily.
After he finished speaking, Hu Xiujie didn't listen to Dou Sheng at all. He called Dou Sheng into the office and asked him to come back first.
Almost twenty minutes have passed.
Xie Lan glanced at the empty seat next to him and threw away his pen in frustration, "How would Hu Xiujie usually handle this situation?"
Che Ziming waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't ask me, I have never seen this kind of situation. Or you can ask the principal, who has been a colleague for twenty years, if he has ever seen this kind of situation?"
Yu Fei stood up from the table, took off his headphones, turned around and said quietly: "It's you."
Xie Lan: “…”
He caught a glimpse of Yu Fei holding a mobile phone screen with Dou Sheng's avatar on his website. He was stunned for a while and suddenly had a good feeling.
Yu Fei handed over the phone in a friendly manner, "Want to take a look?"
—Ten minutes ago, when Dou Sheng was being controlled by Hu Xiujie, his account actually posted a short dynamic video.
The video was recorded with a mobile phone. The camera looks at the open space under the flagpole. There is a shadow of the flag and Xie Lan on the ground.
The secretly filmed footage was very shaky, but it did not affect the experience of reliving the nightmare at all. Xie Lan trembled all over as she listened to herself read out the whole bunch of nonsense, and hesitantly said, "It's me."
It turned out that at that time, the field was so quiet, and the wind was so whimpering.
He is so desperate that he wants to kill someone.
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Damn, bitch! !
Yu Fei sighed faintly, "What a shame, you can still hand out such long things in Hu Xiujie's office."
Dai You came from the front and placed a bottle of coffee on Xie Lan's table to express his comfort, "I can only say, brother, I'm sorry. Doudou, he is usually - , he has never been like this, and so am I." I know what happened to him in the past two months. His behavior has gradually become weird. He was obviously depressed because of something big before the start of school, but suddenly he was about to take off. "
Chezi Ming sighed, "What's going on? You're just bullying the kids from outside."
"Ha." Xie Lan sneered, "I'm afraid you may have misunderstood the word bullying."
Whoever bullies whomever is bullied is determined.
Suddenly there was a burst of cheering outside, and someone shouted: "Dou Sheng is back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a scratching sound from the corner of the class. Xie Lan stood up and walked straight out. Rolling up the sleeves of his school uniform, he went straight through the crowd like a silent cannonball and turned around the corridor. Dou Sheng met him head-on.
Dou Sheng was strolling casually with his hands in his trouser pockets, but when he met Xie Lan, he couldn't help but smile.
Xie Lan stretched out her hand and grabbed his collar, bent her knuckles to press against the hard bone under his neck, gritted her teeth and said, "Come with me."
There were screams all over the place, and the men and women who watched the excitement were so excited that they beat the wall.
Xie Lan was two or three centimeters shorter than Dou Sheng, but now he felt that his gaze was intimidating, and he was more than a little taller. He grabbed Dou Sheng's collar and pulled his body a short distance closer. He gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you hear? Come with me."
Dou Sheng took his hand out of his trouser pocket, smiled and whispered, "It's agreed ."
Xie Lan's dark eyes narrowed, "Who made the promise to you?"
Dou Shengyun smiled lightly and clicked his tongue, "I have passed all the video requirements. I have a bit of a contractual spirit. Where are you going?"
The only place around here that can avoid these people is the faculty and staff men's room.
Before Xie Lan spoke, Dou Sheng realized it himself, raised his eyebrows and said, "Let go, I'll go by myself."
There were too many people in the corridor. Dong Shuijing had to catch Wen Zisen to chase them away. Xie Lan walked through the people eating melon with a cold face. Dou Sheng followed him casually, extending his hand. , after one button was pulled open, he stroked the collar of his shirt, smoothed the wrinkles with his slender fingers, and said, "It's very fierce."
It was quiet in the faculty and staff bathroom. When Dou Sheng went in, he habitually raised his foot to push the door open. However, as soon as his foot touched the door, Xie Lan pushed him back. Dou Sheng stumbled, and his back was pushed up. The door, "Bang!!" The door smashed into the door frame, and the ground shook.
The violent banging on the door startled both of them, but the cheers in the corridor became more and more excited.
After a long time, Dou Sheng murmured: "I knew that I still beat me because of you... Hu Xiujie is difficult enough, and you are so cruel. My life is so miserable."
Xie Lan raised his hand and grabbed his collar that had just been smoothed. There was annoyance in his black eyes, "What the hell are you farting at?"
"Learn these fragrant words again." Dou Sheng sighed, "I have to talk to Che Ziming to lead the children who have returned from overseas."
"I'm going to pull someone else off!"
Xie Lan angrily tried to drag him forward, but Dou Sheng lazily leaned against the door, looking as if he was standing still.
On the contrary, Xie Lan seemed to be leaning forward in order to maintain his life-threatening posture.
Within a short distance, the two people's eyes were very close to each other. Dou Sheng looked at him for a while, then his eyes moved down to the tip of his nose and lips, and then he sighed and looked away.
"Stop fighting." He said in a pleading tone, "I recognize you. Hu Xiujie is so difficult to deal with. I escaped, so please let me go."
Xie Lan was moved coldly, "What was going on in that video just now?"
Dou Sheng sighed, "It's very clear in the post. It's great that we have to make a video like this and have a real record of the hardcore high school."
Xie Lan snorted, "Is the school a hard core, or are you a hard core?"
"This pilot is indeed a bit exciting, and it will whet your appetite. I will try to be tactful here. If you are so frightened, you can think about this plan again. If you are afraid, forget it. Yes, it’s totally fine if I tell you to cancel.”
Dou Sheng immediately took out his cell phone. Xie Lan glared at him and reached out to grab his wrist.
"Who's scared?"
The closed space became subtly quiet.
Xie Lan said coldly: "When I make your video, no matter what the material is, I will send it out at the end of the semester. Do you understand? Let's see what your video looks like in the end. Is it a real record of the children who returned from overseas, or is it a real record? Taming Diary of a Troubled Boy.”
Dou Sheng raised his eyes and looked at him for a while, with a smile on his face, "Do you mean to declare war?"
"Ha." Xie Lan sneered, paused and asked, "What does declaring war mean?"
"Pfft." Dou Sheng tensed up and suddenly laughed away. He smiled half-heartedly and couldn't help but put his hand on Xie Lan's shoulder, "Oh, I'm so happy, this time."
Xie Lan looked at him and smiled, speaking coldly.
The faculty and staff toilet faces the sun and is a bright and clean place. The sun shone in through the blinds, which were not tightly closed, and was cast into slender light fences from the tip of Dou Sheng's chin down to the exposed skin of his collar. Dou Sheng's eyes were dark and shiny in the dark place, and his eyes were full of smiles, a bit cool in early summer.
He stood lazily against the door, and Xie Lan leaned forward to block him. For a moment, Xie Lan suddenly felt that there was a subtle and strange position between the two of them.
For a long time, he wordlessly pulled Dou Sheng's hand off his shoulder and stood up straight, "Material is material. If you trick me, you'll trick me. What's wrong?"
Dou Sheng immediately raised his left index finger and middle finger and swore, "I know I was wrong, and I will start reforming through labor from now on."
Xie Lan was irritated, "What is reform through labor?"
"It's reform through labor. From now on, when you eat in the canteen at noon, you don't have to wait in line and wait for me to come. In the evening, I'm on duty and you watch. Just tell me what you want to eat during class and I'll buy it. I'll also provide milk tea. Yes, you love drinking Changan, right? Every afternoon during class, rain or shine.”
Dou Sheng paused and said with a smile: "Master Ermao, let's see, what other services would you like to add to the labor reform gift package?"
Xie Lan finally softened his expression after hearing the last sentence.
Milk tea is okay. It was too far outside Ximen, and it took fifteen minutes to go back and forth. Normally, he would be too lazy to move even if he wanted to drink.
He stared at Dou Sheng for a long time, and finally added viciously: "I will fight back, just wait."
Dou Sheng smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
After coming out of the toilet, the corridor was completely silent. Everyone had dispersed just now.
Xie Lan took two steps and felt that something was right. He raised his eyes and discovered the reason.
Hu Xiujie himself was standing at the door of Class 4, his face seemed to be covered with a piece of iron, and he looked exactly like an artificial person in a cyberpunk movie.
Having just established his authority, Xie Lan suddenly felt his back was a little numb. He tried to stay calm and walked to Hu Xiujie.
Hu Xiujie said coldly: "Two thousand words to check, write it yourself, and hand it to my office tomorrow morning."
Xie Lan was silent for a while, "Teacher, why don't you just give me a knife?"
Hu Xiujie: "Three thousand."
"..."
Xie Lan looked like a dead man, nodded and turned around to enter the classroom. Dou Sheng stood beside him and paused facing Hu Xiujie.
Hu Xiujie: "You, a 5,000-word review in vernacular Chinese requires a thorough and detailed review. There is a sentence which is human language, , so I doubled it and rewritten it. If I like classical Chinese so much, I will add another 2,000-word review in classical Chinese. can be translated directly into vernacular. After finishing the manuscript, I went to Teacher Qin first, and there were more than five grammatical errors, which required overwriting.”
Xie Lan was stunned to hear that he could still torment people like this.
He turned his head and looked at Dou Sheng in a daze, but Dou Sheng nodded thoughtfully and said easily: "No problem. Is there anything else?"
Hu Xiujie gave him one word, "Get out."
"okay."
*****
Xie Lan basically didn’t listen to the entire class.
In the two periods of mathematics in the afternoon and the first two periods of English in the afternoon, Xie Lan was immersed in writing examinations. When he reached the fourth page, he even suspected that his writing had been exercised and his Chinese proficiency had also improved.
, Hu Xiujie will teach you Chinese.
Finally, when the interrogation was over and the review was halfway through, Xie Lan shook his numb wrist with a look of despair on his face.
Dou Sheng pushed the table onto the front seat and walked around him with difficulty to get out, "I'm going to buy milk tea."
Xie Lan raised his head and said, "Go."
"Chang'an, all sugar, plus a portion of cheese cream?"
"You know and you still ask?"
Before leaving, Dou Sheng smiled and pressed his head, "He's covered in thorns."
Xie Lan raised his head with an annoyed look on his face, but Dou Sheng strode away quickly, leaving him with only his back visible.
People.
Always messing with his hair! He simply shaved his head, tied his hair into a ball and threw it to Dou Sheng's keychain, letting him fumble in his pocket.
Scared this timid guy to death.
Xie Lan snorted coldly, put down the pen, and looked at the messy things he had written.
After a long time, he sighed and took out his mobile phone to take a rest.
The video of the Grassland Concert has been reviewed for a long time, and the number of views has been very high. The live broadcast recording was posted last night and fans deleted it themselves to make way for the main video. The data increase is completely in line with expectations, and the number of coins is scary. .
Xie Lan glanced at the comment section first, and there were no surprises except compliments. If you are a professional, you should write a long review to analyze his arrangement and instrument organization. If you are an amateur, you will flood the screen with long paragraphs of praise. Occasionally there will be a cue night god in the building - according to the night God did a live broadcast yesterday and showed everyone on the computer that he had just played an electric guitar and remixed other sound effects. As a result, except for the die-hard fans, all the people left and were all Take them away to watch a pop-up lawn concert.
Xie Lan felt calm in his heart. He quickly scrolled down and clicked to play the video.
The small symphony is light and melodious, every frame of the picture is enough to be used as wallpaper, and all the barrage makes people cry with real emotion.
-Heal my heart, be grateful
-Okay, let’s study hard together this summer
-I want to learn how to arrange music with Ermao. The editing is great.
-I want to lie on Xie LanQinxian and bask in the sun
-Fairy clip, I will treasure it forever
-Everyone is good-looking
-The big cat keeps secretly looking at the second cat 5555
Xie Lan's eyes froze, and he moved the video back for two seconds, looking at the first few frames of the barrage that said "The big cat has been secretly looking at the second cat."
I didn't have a good night's rest, so my memory of last night is a little blurry. Some scenes seem to have been seen before, but some scenes seem not to have been seen before.
"My Neighbor Totoro" theme song melody main three-chord group , for My Neighbor Totoro The name totoro is pronounced in high/medium/low intonation rhythm, and the chords in the melody are also arranged to resemble With a sense of natural recitation, every time he reached this chord, Xie Lan vibrated the strings with the same rhythm with his left hand. Dou Sheng looked sideways from the piano and looked at him with a smile. His eyes fell on his hand, and then on his hand. He turned his face sideways.
The few bars at the bottom are very light in color and are passing by.
-Douzi is so happy recently
-Visible to the naked eye, every video is smiling
-He is so happy
-I Douzi lived 5555
-Thank you, Ermao! ! !
-Kowtow to Ermao 5555
Xie Lan unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth and took a screenshot of this frame. Suddenly he felt inexplicably guilty and raised his eyes to glance around.
The afternoon recess is the most noisy time in the class. There are lectures on topics, gossips, secretly playing games, and eating melon seeds.
Wang Gou was sitting in the car, practicing double-mouthed speech with him, and no one noticed Xie Lan's small movements when he was there.
Xie Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and was writing to write the self-reflection letter again, when a figure suddenly walked into his peripheral vision.
She is slim and petite, with a wide and wide school uniform jacket that hangs down to her thighs. She wears a white T-shirt and a light brown pleated skirt underneath. It is a bit like Dou Sheng's previous spoof of the JK outfit she bought, but not that exaggerated. The skirt is as long as her knees. Bian is the kind who will be interrogated by the teacher.
Xie Lan looked up and saw Feng Miao.
Feng Miao, like him, only came to Class 4 this semester. The manager is very good and the person is cheerful. He is the perfect model for Hu Xiujie. It happened that Hu Xiujie's previous class representative failed in the math test and went to the next door. Feng Miao now took over this position.
Xie Lan's first reaction when he saw her was to feel chilled.
"What other instructions does the teacher have?" he said coolly.
Feng Miao was dumbfounded and looked at him at a loss, "Huh?"
Xie Lan was also stunned for a moment.
Judging from this reaction, it seems a bit satisfying.
Feng Miao stood in front of Xie Lan's desk, her toes pointed in the right direction consciously. Her facial language and body language were obviously very nervous, but she had her hands in the pockets of her school uniform jacket, and she felt a little uncomfortable and relaxed. .
Xie Lan subconsciously looked at her pocket.
"It's nothing." Feng Miao immediately pulled her school uniform back and said: "Last night, I collected my weekend homework before self-study. Dou Sheng gave me the homework papers, but it seems that I left it on his desk again. I don’t have it in the office. I’ll take it and send it to Lao Hu.”
Xie Lan breathed a sigh of relief and said oh.
He was frightened to death, so in return, Hu Xiujie added another 2,000 words to him, buying three and getting two free.
Xie Lan glanced at Dou Sheng's desk, which was in a mess. Almost half of the notebooks and scratch papers were filled with his daily plans and scribblings. There were a few homework papers and class notes sandwiched in between, but the papers were also messy. , it’s simply breathtaking.
"Look for it." Xie Lan said, "He should have written that paper, I've seen it."
Feng Miao nodded immediately, "Okay, you are busy."
Xie Lan continued to think hard about the review. He had already written all the words he knew how to write. He also tried hard to arrange and combine them, as if he was admitting his mistake, but he only wrote half of the three thousand words. , I know what else to do.
In the peripheral vision, Feng Miao stood between Yu Fei and Che Ming's stool. She reached out and flipped through Dou Sheng's desk. She flipped through it for a while and pulled out a paper. "I found it. I'll take it away." No need to talk to him, he didn’t notice at all anyway.”
Xie Lan hummed without looking up.
After waiting for the others to walk for a while, Xie Lan finally thought of a new angle, and he could add a thousand words to it.
He started writing in another line - "This mistake made me think of my classmates. I brought a lot of good feelings, sensations and perceptions to my classmates. If I were them, What do I see about myself? Like—"
Xie Lan flipped forward a few pages, tore off the front page and put it aside. He compared what he had written before and began to translate from a different perspective.
However, as soon as he wrote two words, he suddenly put down his pen again.
Dou Sheng's video project project has an extra sticky note in his big white notebook.
It's pink, the kind that makes your scalp tingle.
Xie Lan was stunned for a while, then subconsciously looked up, only to see Feng Miao was already in class.
People around were still quarreling, and no one saw this. He was the only one who knew that Feng Miao had come and left something in Dou Sheng's book.
Xie Lan paused, then looked away and continued writing his review.
However, within a few seconds, he put down his pen again, looked around, and then secretly glanced at the sticky note.
There is no signature on the paper, only two lines of Junxiu small characters in hard regular script -
"You didn't mean to be a nuisance, but you just caused the flood by being aloof."
Xie Lan frowned tightly.
He stared at the two lines of small characters for a long time, then opened his cell phone to take a photo and looked up the word "娨".
Arrogant and arrogant.
What do you mean
Dou Sheng is too arrogant, like a mountain flood? The draft is the kind of wind that comes between two opposite doors. It's so cold that it's easy to blow people's brains out.
—I know you meant to make people uncomfortable, but you are too arrogant, like a mountain or a flood? Crush someone
Xie Lan was a little confused. At first, he thought it was a confession note sent by a girl. After thinking about it, he felt that it was meant to scold Dou Sheng.
But... it turns out that Feng Miao seems to be a gentle and optimistic woman, and she doesn't seem to have any grudge against Dou Sheng.
If anything, it's probably that Dou Sheng was too lazy to do his homework and drove the class representative crazy.
Xie Lan hesitated for a while, lowered his head and wrote a few words of self-reflection blankly, and suddenly hissed.
Girls scold people too tactfully, so according to Dou Sheng's temperament, she did it so that she could praise him.
How could this work, how could it make someone so happy.
Xie Lan dug out a stack of post-it notes from his bag and tore off one of the pink ones that he had always disliked and never used. He first looked up a few words, and then tried hard to follow the copybook and wrote in small block letters with his pen tip:
- You are causing trouble in the fourth class, drafting the air in the hall, and washing away my soul like a mudslide.
After Xie Lan finished writing, he carefully tore off Feng Miao's sticky note, put it in the desk hall, and then put the new one on it.
It's straight and straight, and the handwriting is okay. How nice.
He paused, then took out his phone and quickly took a picture of the note.
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