K brand public relations responded very quickly.
This promotion is mainly in conjunction with the May Day Sale. The price offered by the other party is straightforward and the discounts given to fans are also good. Xie Lan and Mr. Wu communicated intermittently in the WeChat group for several days, and received the other party's clear intention on the way home.
"He wants me to prepare the demo as soon as possible. What does it mean to take legal action simultaneously?"
Dou Sheng carefully read the contract template sent by the other party, "You will make a demo here, and they will ask the legal department to prepare a formal contract at the same time. This is the process for a generally urgent business draft."
Xie Lan said, "Is there something wrong with this contract template?"
"I can sign it, but I'm a little pressed for time." Dou Sheng paused, "We started contacting and promoting this kind of big company's PR activities a few months ago, and now it's only more than five weeks away. I I kind of doubt this is a takeover draft.”
He glanced at Xie Lan as he said, "To take over the draft, I originally found another up, but the cooperation didn't work out, so I replaced him temporarily."
Xie Lan suddenly realized that he had heard of this kind of thing when he was a YouTuber.
Dou Sheng smiled again, "But it doesn't matter. There's no need to pursue a high profile. Just accept it if you think it's suitable."
The demo was recorded a long time ago. Xie Lan’s theme for this issue is “Childhood”. He adapted the violin version of the “Digimon” anime song “Butterfly”. The background guitar and drum sounds have also been processed by the computer. .
After he returned home, he exported the guitar and drum parts, cut the violin's main melody and chorus, and combined the tracks and sent them to Wu Cheng.
Suddenly there was the sound of opening and closing the door downstairs. Wutong suddenly jumped out of the bed, opened the ajar door with her paws and slipped out.
Xie Lan followed downstairs and saw Zhao Wenying and Dou Sheng in the living room. Zhao Wenying was dusty, with a trolley suitcase parked at his feet and several large paper bags piled on the ground.
She took off her windbreaker and put it on the armrest of the sofa, pushing her long hair in front of her body, "I'm so tired from flying, give it to your mother."
Dou Sheng stretched out his hand to squeeze her shoulders and hummed: "Why are you doing so much business? No one is seen every day."
Zhao Wenying was about to refute him when she turned around and saw Xie Lan. She immediately waved warmly and said, "Lan Lan! Come on, Aunt Zhao bought you a lot of gifts."
As she spoke, she pushed away Dou Sheng's hand on her shoulder and took out the items one by one from the paper bag.
"I bought you two thin hoodies, two T-shirts, a denim suit, and two pairs of shoes. The season is about to change, so Lan Lan needs to wear new clothes."
Xie Lan was caught off guard and was hit by a pile of clothes. He hurriedly caught it, his ears turning red.
"Thank you Aunt Zhao, it's too expensive."
"No expense, thank you." Dou Sheng curled his lips and spread his hands towards Zhao Wenying, "Where's mine?"
Zhao Wenying's eyes widened, "You're going to die, you have such a big wardrobe of clothes, how dare you ask for new ones?"
"My dear son, why don't you at least deal with this?" Dou Sheng's eyes widened.
Zhao Wenying reached into the bag angrily, rummaging through it for a long time, and finally took out a pair of socks and slapped them into Dou Sheng's hand.
Dou Sheng's eyes turned cold, "Don't tell me you only bought me this."
Zhao Wenying sneered, turned over the label, pointed at the "gift" on it and posted: "You are a genius buying things for you. I have done so many bad things with Lanlan that I don't even bother to talk about you!"
Dou Sheng: "..."
Xie Lan stood aside awkwardly, and Zhao Wenying came over and tiptoed to give him a soft hug, "Lan Lan, you studied hard, oh yes, Douzi told me about that last time, the one who hit your arm Auntie can't do anything to him, but he will never cause trouble to you or your classmates again. This can still be guaranteed. Also, you should stop fooling around with Douzi and the others, and be careful to protect your piano hand. , do you understand?”
Xie Lan was stunned for a long time before he reacted.
Half a month later, he had already forgotten about that incident. Unexpectedly, Dou Sheng and Zhao Wenying still remembered it.
He suddenly felt a bit of sadness, not necessarily revenge, but a long-lost feeling of being cherished and protected.
"Actually, it's just a small injury." He explained in a low voice, then paused and said, "Thank you, Aunt Zhao."
Zhao Wenying was so tired that she kicked off her high heels and went back to the house to rest. Xie Lan also went back to the room. Before going to bed, he came down to get water and passed by the master bedroom. The door was ajar. Zhao Wenying was lying in the massage chair in her pajamas, applying a facial mask and watching Dou Shengluosi powder's video.
She wanted to laugh but didn't dare. She tried her best to keep the mask in place with her fingers, but she still laughed.
Xie Lan stood in the dim corridor with no lights on, and the warm light in the room illuminated the mask on Zhao Wenying's face. Abruptly, he suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he was practicing piano in his room, and Xiao Langjing came in with a facial mask to deliver fruits. Xie Lan turned around and was so frightened by her that she almost threw the piano away. smiling.
Xie Lan was stunned when Dou Sheng came out of the room and stood on the top of the stairs, looking at him.
"What's wrong?" Dou Sheng asked.
Xie Lan came to his senses and walked up the steps, "I've already collected the water. Are you looking for me?"
Dou Sheng smiled and shook his phone, "There are people in the group waiting for your nod."
Xie Lan opened the group.
With no time to learn and no mobile phones, Yu Fei and the others had already chosen a place to go out for the next five days. They went to Yichang, Hubei to see the Three Gorges Dam on the Yangtze River. In the small group, except Wang Gou who wanted to go back to his hometown to see his grandma, Everyone goes.
Xie Lan had no feelings for Yichang, but he agreed immediately after arriving at the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River.
-Herring: That’s it, Liu Xuan will also go, Dong Jingshu is to be decided.
- Cheerilee: Yeah, otherwise a group of men would be too few to travel.
-Dai You: Is Liu Xuan’s birthday coming soon
-Herring: Yeah. She had a birthday dance and wanted to invite four men and one woman to perform, and she chose Dou Sheng, Xie Lan, You and Me
-Cheerilee: I feel a hint of malice...
-Herring: Be good, your height is not in harmony with the others.
-Cheerilee:...I feel a trace of malice
-Dai You: So ashamed, but a little eager to try
-Herring: Just have fun
-Cheerilee: I really can’t imagine that you would agree.
-Dai You: +1
Xie Lan stayed in the group chat for a long time and was a little dumbfounded.
"Home dance?" He was shocked, "We want to dance too?"
Dou Sheng hummed, "Do you want to get up?"
Xie Lan immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No."
"Is that so?" There was a hint of disappointment in Dou Sheng's tone, "But actually I want to try it, this kind of sand sculpture linkage is very popular. Croissant sent me a demo before, no women's clothing is required, it is very popular The dance of radio gymnastics is a bit magical and relieves stress.”
Xie Lan felt numb all over, "That's not necessary either."
Dou Sheng sighed, walked over, patted his shoulder, and said sincerely: "You don't have to have too many rules in life, you have to be brave enough to break yourself."
“…”
There is no need to dance to break it.
The next morning, Xie Lan saw that the brand had not responded to the demo, so he casually asked again.
As a result, Wu Cheng posted in the group during lunch, "Sorry, I'm too busy today. Let's listen to the demo first, and then confirm our intention with you."
Xie Lan didn't respond, but Dou Sheng frowned and said, "That's not right."
"Huh? What's not right?"
Dou Sheng hissed, "The attitude is obviously different from yesterday."
Is there any
Xie Lan scrolled up yesterday's conversation, but he didn't feel much at all.
Dou Sheng frowned and thought for a while, "Let's wait a little longer. We will finalize the contract at five o'clock in the afternoon."
In the afternoon, Xie Languan was doing homework in his room. The class had been discussing the midterm exam, and everyone said that the results would be out tonight.
Although Xie Lan felt that he had done well in the exam, he was still a little nervous, fearing that if something went wrong, he would be sent out.
Going out means not being in the same class as Dou Sheng.
My heart tightens when I think of this. In fact, he couldn't tell how he felt about Dou Sheng, but he made it clear that he didn't want to break up with Dou Sheng.
He opened WeChat and clicked on his newly changed nickname.
Returning to China was thought to be a renaissance, but in the end I fell ill.
He sighed, closed WeChat, and turned on the small TV.
An eye-catching character suddenly appeared at the top of the private message list.
Young Master Ye Shen.
The avatar is a little man wearing glasses and holding an electric guitar. There is a yellow v, which is me.
Xie Lan was in a daze, but couldn't help but poke it open.
-Classmate Xie Lan, I have a friendly reminder for you.
-A businessman who came to you recently was looking for the number one violinist in the music area. The bidding conditions were average, but he was not interested. But your momentum has been too strong recently. I heard that you have taken over, and it seems that you are planning to change your mind.
-You can check who it is yourself. It’s easy to check. I won’t name them. Please don’t take screenshots and spread them. Thank you.
The message was sent half an hour ago.
Xie Lan read a few lines several times before he finally understood the meaning. After hesitating for a moment, he raised a question mark.
Young Master Yeshen quickly replied: I’m not here to wish Rooster New Year’s greetings. Last time I was scolded by you in the live broadcast room. After a pause, the fans left and dialed. Even now, some people say that I am not nice to others. This time I give you this information. If you are kind-hearted, you can just give me a like when you are in a good mood. I don’t need to say a few more words to make everyone feel that we are not so bitter and enmity. I will thank you.
like
Xie Lan replied instantly: That's impossible.
This is the bitch who copied Dou Sheng's topic for two years.
Young Master Yagami: ... Anyway, the time has come. Youdou and I have been in love for many years, and I didn’t mean to offend you last time. I’ll just repay you this time, whatever.
Xie Lan waited for a while and simply took a screenshot and sent it to Dou Sheng.
Within two seconds, the door to the next door was knocked open. Not only did Dou Sheng come over, he also sent an emoticon of an old man on the subway looking at his phone in the dialog box.
"Screw it, love and kill each other? Is he a dog?"
Dou Sheng walked to Xie Lan and took his mobile phone without any explanation.
-I love you so much, get out.
-I am the most handsome Dou in the world.
-Thanks for the information, but I still ask you to get out.
-Also, stay away from Xie Lan, play your guitar, make your videos, copy other people's topic selections, get lost.
Xie Lan was shocked for a moment by this crazy output, "Is what he said true or false?"
"Really, but it's not just some gossip. The news spreads quickly in the up business circle. I was just about to tell you."
Dou Sheng threw down his mobile phone and sighed: "The up who has the largest number of fans in the music area also plays the violin, his name is Waling Aze. It is said that he did not like this business offer and rejected it. I don't know where I heard it yesterday. The public relations officer found you and crawled back through the network cable overnight.”
Xie Lan was shocked: "Climb along the network cable?"
"It's just a metaphor." Dou Sheng snapped his fingers, "He's so ruthless. I'm trying to compete with you, a new up, for food. I'm so afraid of you."
Xie Lan was even more confused, "Eggs?"
"Ah?" Dou Sheng looked back at him and suddenly became happy, "Afraid means that I feel threatened by your existence."
"oh oh."
Xie Lan checked this Valling Aze, and it was similar to his output type. He also mainly played violin, including animation and film theme songs, as well as serious concert music. He has contributed more than 300 articles in his career and has 2 million fans. He has won the top 100 for two consecutive years.
"You rose too fast." Dou Sheng sighed, "This is what happened. I guess the brand is also very confused now."
Xie Lan had no choice but to say, "Whatever, I don't have to accept this advertisement."
He sat down and continued to open the book, "We'll wait until tomorrow morning, if..."
"No, we can't sit still and wait for death." Dou Sheng suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.
Xie Lan was stunned.
Every time Dou Sheng put his hand on his shoulder, a few fingers would just touch the collarbone, and then he would squeeze it unconsciously, making his whole body numb.
Dou Sheng squeezed him and said, "This kind of vicious competition cannot be tolerated. We will give your video some extra work."
Xie Lan hesitated for a moment and said, "Reorganize?"
"Hmm. You want to play "Butterfly", right? Dou, the most handsome man in the world, applied to play. The price remains the same. They must be very happy."
Dou Sheng said as he took out his mobile phone, Xie Lan held it.
After that, he silently let go of his hand.
He cleared his throat and said, "This is an advertisement. Joint submission is like pulling you in."
"I know." Dou Sheng frowned, "No matter what, you can't lose the first promotion, I will definitely protect you."
Just as Xie Lan was about to say more, Dou Sheng waved his hand, picked up his phone and went back to the house, saying from a distance, "Don't worry about it."
How could you ignore it
Xie Lan picked up the phone in confusion, and the group started to vibrate within a moment.
-Doctor Douzi: Wu Cheng’s father, when will the contract be sent? Xie Lan and I are ready to start creating. The plan given by Xie Lan yesterday was just a first draft. We plan to make it into a hand-written script with real people playing in the painting. I will draw the hand-written animation part. Do you think it is ok
Xie Lan was stunned and asked loudly: "Can you still draw?"
"Two years of self-study, I just reached the senior amateur level." Dou Sheng shouted from next door, "The painting style is fresh and healing, and it can stop children from crying at night."
“…”
Before half an hour, Party A, who was "very busy" in the morning, suddenly came online.
-Wu Cheng: Aren't you his manager
-Doctor Bean: Huh? No, I live with him up. My ID is Dou_dm, the most handsome man in the world.
Xie Lan was drinking water when he heard the word "living together" and his saliva squirted out, dripping down his chin and into his collar, making him look miserable.
Dou Sheng seemed to be unable to hear the earth-shattering cough next door and continued to communicate.
-Doctor Bean: Huh? Isn't this a joint contribution from the two of us? Our business affairs are temporarily tied, I thought he told you.
-Wu Cheng: He didn’t say!
Dou Sheng shouted from next door: "Tell me you forgot!"
Xie Lan opened and closed his mouth, stopped talking several times, and finally turned into a puppet.
-Ill: I thought you knew.
-Wu Cheng:?
Party A was confused. In fact, Xie Lan was also a little confused.
The only one who was not confused was Dou Sheng, who was still whistling happily next door. Xie Lan listened carefully and was playing "Butterfly"
The brand only struggled for five minutes this time, and then directly quoted yesterday's quotation.
-Wu Cheng: Let me confirm the price with you.
-Dr. Douzi: Didn’t we already agree? It’s no problem.
-Wu Cheng: Okay, the electronic contract will be sent out tonight, and the violin will be sent by 12 noon tomorrow at the latest. I look forward to your first draft of the video/handshake.
-Dr. Bean: /handshake
Xie Lan was shocked at the screen for a while, until Dou Sheng next door shouted again: "Xie Lan?"
"coming!"
Xie Lan was confused and also sent an expression.
-sick:/handshake
News in the circle did spread quickly. On the way to school in the evening, Dou Sheng suddenly touched Xie Lan with his mobile phone and gave him the screen.
-Young Master Yeshen: Damn, are you crazy? Bundling two people at the original price for promotion
Xie Lan wondered: "How come he knows everything?"
"This guy is a great individual, and his results today are justified. He used to step on me when he couldn't keep up with me. Now that we are two swords together, he can't catch up, so he changed his strategy and came forward." Dou Sheng He snorted and quickly pressed the keyboard in front of Xie Lan.
- Shut you down and get out.
-Can you be more civilized? I'm serious, you really lost a lot of money in this business.
-Is it necessary for me to protect people by your pointing fingers? roll.
-Can you please stop talking about it?
-roll!
Dou Sheng finally made a vomiting expression and blocked the person with his backhand, letting out a relieved breath.
After a pause, he raised his hand and placed it on Xie Lan's head, turning his head back to look straight ahead.
"Good boy, don't learn such vulgar words."
Xie Lan was silent for a long time before pouting and saying, "You type so fast that I don't even have time to learn."
Xie Lan didn't say anything the whole way. When he was in the school corridor, he whispered: "We will give you half of the promotion fee."
"No need." Dou Sheng smiled, "There is no point in accepting advertisements. Helping you can make me happy physically and mentally."
Xie Lan was about to open his mouth when Dou Sheng suddenly turned his head and winked at him mysteriously.
"..." I have a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Dou Sheng came close to him and whispered in his ear: "How about you pass on this spirit of unity and friendship and promise Liu Xuan to come and dance with me!"
Xie Lan's expression disappeared instantly, "No."
Dou Sheng turned around and walked half a step backwards in front of him, "Come on, please, we have lived together for two months and haven't danced together yet. Is this reasonable?"
His tone was so confident that Xie Lan was stunned for two seconds, "Is there such a rule?"
"Yes." Dou Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Have you never heard of China's cohabitation law?"
Xie Lan paused and looked at Dou Sheng intently. Dou Sheng also looked at him with an upright face.
After a long while, Xie Lan sneered, bumped hard on his shoulder, and walked straight past.
"I believed your evil."
Dou Sheng happily caught up behind him, "Why are you learning such nonsense again?"
Xie Lan said nothing.
The bump against him was intentional, and the force was so strong that half of his shoulder hurt.
But the pain can't cover up the nervousness in the moment before the contact, and the feeling of electricity in the heart at the moment of contact.
well. He is definitely suffering from some serious illness.
Before the bell rang for evening self-study, Xie Lan had just returned to his seat and took out his ancient poetry reading volume when he saw Che Ziming running in from the front.
"Report! According to the decree of the Academic Affairs Office, the results of the midterm exam will be released tonight. All the new students in our class will survive!"
There was a roar in the class, and the classmates in front turned around to say congratulations to Xie Lan. Wang Gou was also among the congratulations. Dong Jingjing even treated him to a chocolate and nodded happily.
Xie Lan subconsciously raised the corners of his lips, then calmed down his expression and raised his eyebrows at Dou Sheng.
Dou Sheng smiled and said, "Er Mao is so awesome, he deserves to be you."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was sudden silence at the end of the corridor. Xie Lan reflexively turned his head and looked down at the paper. He took off the cap of his pen and wrote a few unrelated Chinese characters on the paper.
Sure enough, two seconds later, the familiar sound of high heels sounded at the door, and the class went into silence, with everyone bowing their heads at their desks.
Hu Xiujie came in with a gust of wind, pushed the door open, and said, "Tell me the results of the midterm exam."
Xie Lan put down his pen, raised his head, and was caught off guard by looking at Hu Xiujie.
Hu Xiujie looked at him, his eyes suddenly became very gentle, which made Xie Lan blush.
But then, Hu Xiujie's gaze naturally shifted to his side, and instantly turned into a boning knife.
“…”
It's so scary.
Hu Xiujie took a deep breath, "Our class as a whole did just fine in this midterm exam, meeting expectations. Twenty of the thirty students were qualified to enter General A, and twenty-nine were qualified to stay in Mathematics A. Of course, I'm just giving you a reference, neither of these are standards for personnel transfer."
The people below him breathed a sigh of relief. Che Ziming even joked: "Who is the unfortunate fellow who was kicked out of our class? Hahaha."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Xiujie's face suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and his words suddenly stopped and he lost his expression.
Che Ziming's face turned pale, "It can't be me."
"Let's not talk about this for now." Hu Xiujie took a deep breath, tried to keep his expression friendly, and raised his hand to lower the projector.
"I will put the report card in front of you later, and you can do it yourself. Today, the focus is to praise Xie Lan. Xie Lan has made great progress in all subjects this time. Let me read Xie Lan's results."
The person below immediately straightened his waist, which was very flattering.
"Xie Lan. 59 in Chinese, 150 in Mathematics, 138 in English, 97 in Physics, 88 in Chemistry, and 72 in Biology. The total score is 604. Compared with the class examination, it has increased by 269. Ranked first in mathematics and science, and in all subjects. 215, progress 255.”
There was a sound of inhalation from underneath, Che Ziming turned around and stared at Xie Lan for a long time, and finally opened his mouth and showed two thumbs up.
"Grandpa Niu."
"It's so scary!"
"Mathematics is amazing. Physics is not simple this time."
"There are no very long questions in physics this time. The master can finally understand the questions."
"First place in Mathematics and Science... Is it too easy to push the beans again?"
Xie Lan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.
The progress was within expectations, but the increase was much greater than he expected. Although the improvement in Chinese language scores is not great, there are obviously fewer cases of students not understanding the questions in science subjects, which is quite satisfying.
Hu Xiujie was rare and gentle, "You are so good Xie Lan. Teachers in all subjects like you. By the way, it is the custom of our class to give a small prize to the person who makes the most progress."
There was a sudden commotion below. Xie Lan was stunned and subconsciously turned his head towards Dou Sheng.
Dou Sheng was practicing drawing Digimon on his Dabai notebook and whispered softly: "Slowly appreciate the tender moments of the female King of Hell."
"?"
Hu Xiujie put his hand into his pocket and said, "Xie Lan, come to the front."
Everyone looked back at Xie Lan, some were gloating, and others were sincerely envious.
Che Ziming's expression was a mixture of these two, which was especially weird among everyone. Yu Fei was different, his eyes looked a little distressed.
Xie Lan bravely walked to the front and finally saw clearly what was in Hu Xiujie's hand.
Two palm-sized fluffy owl dolls stood next to a round sign with pride written in cursive English.
Xie Lan's eyes began to wander.
Hu Xiujie handed one of them to him and put the other back in his pocket, "The owl is the symbol of our fourth class. Is there anything you want to say to everyone?"
Xie Lan: “…”
Can it be done without
He stared numbly at the owls below, his brain suddenly shut down and he lost his Chinese function again.
There was a low chuckle in the class. Dou Sheng was sitting in the last row, looking up at Xie Lan and raising the corners of his mouth in a proud arc.
He couldn't help but sigh several times, feeling regretful.
It's a pity that at this time, I can't find anyone to show off how good Xie Lan is.
Xie Lan numbly began to recite a template for a thank-you essay on the stage. Dou Sheng smiled, lowered his head and continued to practice drawing the Digimon he wanted to use in Butterfly's handwriting.
But soon, he stopped writing again and raised his head towards the podium.
Hu Xiujie lowered the projector, and Xie Lan stood on the side of the podium, and the projector projected his silhouette on the white curtain.
She was probably a little nervous, because the shadow occasionally trembled slightly on the curtain, slender and beautiful.
Same as before, but more mature and tough than before.
Dou Sheng paused for a while, his eyes gradually becoming calm and deep. He turned over the big white notebook and casually sketched the outline of the figure on the curtain.
In fact, there is no need to raise his head, what that shadow looks like is already in his DNA.
After a while, he stopped writing, followed Xie Lan from the front, quickly added a sycamore leaf next to the shadow, tore off the paper, balled it up and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.
There was a burst of applause in the classroom, and Dou Sheng also put down his pen and applauded, smiling, and Xie Lan came back.
When Xie Lan returned to his seat, Hu Xiujie stopped smiling and said, "Then I will vote on everyone's scores. They are all pretty stable. Most people have no big fluctuations in each subject."
She said, connecting to the computer and clicking on the transcript.
The moment the document popped up, the whole class took a breath of air.
The person who topped the list was Dai You, followed by Dong Jingshuang.
As I walked down the single road, I couldn't find Dou Sheng until I reached the end.
The few students who came in later were basically at the bottom in Mathematics and Science A. Xie Lan soared in the academic rankings, but he was still second to last in Mathematics and Science A.
The last one is Dou Sheng, with a total score of 598 and a ranking of 239 in the academic year.
"Fuck?"
"what's the situation?"
"Douzi Chinese 91? What's going on with Li Zong?"
Hu Xiujie's face was cold, "Explain."
Dou Sheng stood up voluntarily, "Teacher, I have a stomachache in the exam room and am not in a good state. I'm sorry."
Hu Xiujie sneered, "My stomach hurts in Chinese, but I'm better in math. I have a stomach ache in comprehensive science, but I'm better in English?"
Dou Sheng nodded, "Indeed."
"Stop talking to me!" Hu Xiujie said with a cold face: "I passed by the first examination room during my lunch break inspection, and I watched you finish your box lunch and get another!"
Xie Lan was shocked.
You can actually eat two boxes of such an unpalatable lunch box
Dou Sheng paused awkwardly, and then whispered in a low voice for a long time: "I'm sorry, there was a reason. I was really not feeling well that day. I won't do it next time."
"There will be no next time for you." Hu Xiujie sneered, "Teacher Qin said that your essay score was 48 or 50. To give you face, you got 50. I was about to tell him to deal with it seriously. If you score 48 in composition and 89 in Chinese, you can directly Get out of our class."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a dead silence in the classroom, and shock was written on the back of everyone's head.
Dou Sheng also froze for a moment, and Xie Lan vaguely felt that he was really panicking.
"Isn't that right, teacher?" Dou Sheng's face was speechless, "You've already gone out, and you still have a lowered one? Don't make trouble, please."
Hu Xiujie sneered, "Don't want to leave? That's fine."
"Come out and have an interview in the office."
In full view of everyone, Dou Sheng jumped out of his seat.
Xie Lan couldn't help but whispered worriedly: "Show your strengths and speak softly."
"I know." Dou Sheng passed by him and looked back at him.
There was a hint of grievance on the handsome guy's face.
"To make it up to me, you have to promise to dance with me."
Xie Lan: "?"