Xie Lan had casually thrown aside the invitation to compose music for anime, but he only remembered it several days later and signed up before the deadline.
He apologized to Mr. X and simply explained that he sometimes couldn't understand Chinese. The other party only sent a sneering emoticon.
-mr.x: You better be.
-mr.x: I know that there is no good man for those who hang out with Douzi.
-mr.x: By the way, there is some publicly available information about “The Young Man on the Strings”. I’ll send it to you.
"The Young Man on the Strings" is the Lingxi Animation production with the best reputation in the industry. The subject matter, plot and art are all great. According to x's friend, Lingxi's internal rating is S, and it is a work that will be bet on in the next two years.
If you can have your name in the arrangement of the OST of this anime, then, if nothing else, you will definitely be at the top of the music section of Bilibili.
-mr.x: Performance is secondary. What they value most is the spirit of your arrangement. Come on, little brother.
Xie Lan looked at the dialog box. "But actually, I didn't learn to compose music. I just learned some necessary things when I was learning violin... uh, music theory?"
Dou Sheng nodded. "It's called leli in Chinese, which means "reason."
Xie Lan said, "X said I will definitely pass, but I'm not sure what position I will take. There is a chief arranger and two co-composers, and only the chief arranger can work with the folk music master."
"Don't feel pressured." Dou Sheng smiled. "Take whatever position you can get. Just treat it as a game. You can also make some money. How great."
Too.
Xie Lan calmed down, packaged up a few arrangements and original demos that he was satisfied with and sent them out, then put on his headphones and continued to do math problems.
Studying has been very hard recently. After the geometry class taught by Provincial Training Teacher Liang was finished, it was time for Lao Ma to teach number theory. The level of abstraction of the questions suddenly increased, and even Xie Lan found it a bit difficult. In addition to the intensive training class, Lao Ma also gave additional questions to several students from Class 4 who were participating in the training. Xie Lan now spends all his evening self-study time doing math, and he has to rush to finish homework for other subjects during breaks, and he also has to leave some time in the morning and evening to make up for his Chinese studies.
Dou Sheng had it much easier than him. He copied all his homework for other subjects and edited basketball game videos in his spare time. Sometimes Xie Lan's brain got numb from reciting ancient Chinese texts, so he looked up and was lost in thought. He accidentally glanced at Dou Sheng and found that he had written several pages of his plan book.
I wanted to see it, but someone was covering it up. It was obvious that he had bad intentions.
Finally it was Friday. It was drizzling on the way home from school. Xie Lan held Dou Sheng's school uniform jacket on her head and relaxed in the drizzling rain.
Dou Sheng walked casually in the rain, with his right hand in his pocket, "Are you sleepy?"
"Not bad." Xie Lan said. I guess we'll have to train all day tomorrow, so Lao Ma didn't give us any extra homework today.
Dou Sheng smiled, "Let's do a live broadcast together tonight. My package has arrived."
"What express?" Xie Lan looked confused.
While Che Ziming and the others were talking about mathematics, Dou Sheng quickly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Your DK uniform has arrived."
"!"
No more sleepiness.
Xie Lan immediately turned his head to look at Dou Sheng's bulging schoolbag.
When Dou Sheng left the dormitory this morning, he stuffed a handful of things into his schoolbag. At first, he thought someone had a change of heart and wanted to take some homework home to do, but he didn't expect it to be that set of "school beauty" equipment.
Xie Lan looked at him expressionlessly for a while, then turned his head stiffly, "I'm not mentally prepared yet."
"It's only a matter of time." Dou Sheng lowered his arm and secretly squeezed his hand, saying leisurely, "What's there to be afraid of for a school hunk like you? Oh, are you afraid that you'll be bullied by the school beauties and lose your ability to speak?"
Xie Lan sneered, "I'm just afraid of bullying you and making you cry."
Dou Sheng took a deep breath and said softly, "Then I'm actually looking forward to it."
Xie Lan: “…”
The DK uniform is much better than the one in the picture, both in texture and in the person wearing it. The light grey shirt is draped and casually scattered around the hips. The cream-white tie matches the black hair, and Xie Lan wears it with a British temperament. He stares in the mirror for a moment and is quite satisfied with the overall look.
Then, Xie Lan took a deep breath, leaned out and called out, "Are you okay?"
A whistle sounded in the room, "I've been waiting for my boyfriend for a long time."
Dou Sheng was wearing the familiar JK uniform, leaning against his window in a somewhat casual manner. With a neat short hair, he looked like a normal handsome guy at first glance, but after staring at her skirt for a few seconds, he realized something was wrong.
The pleated skirt hung down naturally and there were no pockets on his body, so he had to support himself on the balcony with his left hand, which he usually kept in his pocket, while he browsed his phone with his right hand.
It's really confusing, how can a boy wear a skirt so naturally
"Boyfriend, you are so handsome. Can I whistle at you?" Dou Sheng asked with a smile.
Xie Lan said coldly: "You'd better keep quiet. The police seem to be catching perverts recently."
Dou Shengzhen didn't respond. Xie Lan turned around and found that he was laughing, his shoulders shaking, and there was bright happiness in his eyes.
Dou Sheng's facial features were rather hard, and he looked a little indifferent, but once he smiled, he was like a flower, and that kind of happiness seemed to have some kind of magical infectious power. Xie Lan couldn't help but raise his lips, then turned back to being indifferent, "Do you want to go?"
"Let's go!" Dou Sheng enthusiastically put his arm around his shoulders, "Everyone is paying attention to us."
B station is a magical place. When Dou Sheng released the trailer, he said "million fans benefit", and the comments already understood everything. The comments section was full of people calling for women's clothing, which was really unbearable to watch.
The live broadcast started. Xie Lan was wearing a DK uniform and standing with his back against the white wall, working mechanically. Dou Sheng, wearing a JK uniform, stood beside him, put his hand on his shoulder, and smiled nonchalantly.
- The opening lightning strike
-Hello... Long time no see JK Dou
- Still the familiar taste
-Can you be fucking sincere and wear a wig
-Seriously, I'm going crazy when Douzi puts on a wig
- Lanzai is so handsome, his mother is crying
-Why doesn’t Xie Lan dress like a woman
-Are you guys trying to force a couple together
"Have you finished taking screenshots? I'll change the name after that."
Dou Sheng said this with a smile as he walked forward and changed the title of the live broadcast room.
—Evening play between Douzi, the school beauty, and Xie Lan, the school hunk
Xie Lan choked up: "Can you please not use these weird words?"
Dou Sheng turned his back to him and smiled: "Which word is not true?"
Xie Lan: “…”
-Night play, where is the play? You guys are playing
- I fucking sprinted and took away Xie Lan, the school hunk
-Lanzi is Douzi's exclusive boyfriend tonight
-Douzi, your boyfriend is so handsome, can you give it to me
-Douzi, your boyfriend is so handsome, can you give it to me
The last sentence caused a spectacular screen-scrolling, and Xie Lan looked distracted at the pink comments that filled the screen.
Dou Sheng said lazily: "Go away, you want everything, why don't you build the city wall if you are so shameless?"
- Shit, he admitted it.
- Shit, he admitted it.
- Shit, he admitted it.
Xie Lan was speechless, perhaps because he felt guilty and a little nervous.
There was actually nothing wrong with the uniform he was wearing, but when he was standing next to Dou Sheng, the swaying skirt of someone in his peripheral vision was simply dancing on his nerves, not to mention those people in the barrage who openly called him Dou Sheng's "boyfriend."
Dou Sheng walked in front of the camera wearing a skirt and said: "I am a school beauty but I don't have any talent. Today I am sending the school hunk from Yinghua Middle School to perform violin playing for you. Do you have any other requirements? We will try our best to meet them."
-Walk against the wall!!
-Wall-dong!
-Wall-dong!
-The fight between school beauties and school hunks is pretty cool too!
-I vote for fighting!
-I like wall-banging!
Xie Lan was stunned. "Wall...dong? What is that?"
Dou Sheng glanced at the comments and said calmly, "It's a fighting posture."
"… "
If you believe him, there will be trouble.
Xie Lan opened his phone and searched Baidu with a cold face.
Dou Sheng continued to interact with the comments: "Then I'll satisfy you, just for this moment, take it easy and don't talk nonsense, don't call me, the administrator, over here."
-Oh, oh, oh, here it comes!
-I sat up in shock from my fucking death!
-Then I am the dead tree that brings spring to the world!
-Gentlemen!! I am so excited!!!
-Stop talking nonsense and do it! !
Xie Lan just happened to open the encyclopedia.
The wall-dong technique is to force the other person against the wall, use one hand or lean against the wall to make a "dong" sound, leaving her with nowhere to escape, and enjoy her shy look.
Xie Lan: “…”
He subconsciously glanced at Dou Sheng, whose eyebrows were dancing with excitement, and his swaying pleated skirt.
Damn, it’s hard to establish any connection between this “she” and “extremely shy”.
However, this intimate action is very common in anime, so there is nothing unacceptable. Xie Lan sighed: "Then come on."
As he spoke, he stood up and left the wall, letting Dou Sheng come over, preparing to "wall-bang" someone for the first time in his life.
However, Dou Sheng walked closer, raised his hand, and pushed him back against the wall.
A hand was placed on the back of his head, and his head hit the soft palm. Although there was no sound of "thump", Xie Lan was deeply shocked.
- Holy shit!!!
-Does the school beauty push the school hunk against the wall
-Fuck you! I knew Douzi wouldn't just give in!
- It's you.
- It's you.
Xie Lan frowned, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Dou Sheng smiled, "It's at everyone's request."
Xie Lan: "Are you okay? Don't you think the roles are reversed?"
Dou Sheng smiled, "Today's script is about a wanton school beauty banging a shy school hunk against a wall, and the school hunk loses his ability to speak."
"… "
A trace of contempt appeared in Xie Lan's eyes. Without saying a word, he grabbed Dou Sheng by the collar and pushed him against the wall. Dou Sheng held the wall with one hand and did not move. No matter how Xie Lan pulled him, he could only pull him closer to him, so close that their noses almost touched. Dou Sheng put his other hand on his hips provocatively and smiled: "The school hunk is a little soft, and his strength is not as strong as the school belle."
The barrage was filled with shouts.
-Can I watch this without paying
- Come on, Bean!
-Three-year old fan cried with joy!
- I don’t care who’s dressed as a man or a woman, I’m going to go after him!!
Xie Lan got even angrier and raised his leg to kick him. Dou Sheng quickly bent one leg and used his knee to push against his thigh. He turned back to the camera and said, "Hurry up, you can't hold on for long. The school hunk is so violent."
Xie Lan's face turned red all the way to his neck. He loosened his grip on his collar and tried to push him away, but Dou Sheng took the opportunity to grab his wrist and lifted it above his head.
This position removed any barrier between the two of them, and their bodies were pressed very close. Dou Sheng held his wrist with one hand above his head, and with the other hand held his left hand from below, and raised his right knee to press against his thigh.
From the corner of his eye, Xie Lan could still see the hem of Dou Sheng's skirt hanging on his legs.
He became agitated and his eyes were dazed.
There has been unprecedented confusion and vacillation in orientation.
After a moment, Xie Lan gritted his teeth and said, "You got it wrong."
"No." Dou Sheng leaned over to his ear and chuckled, "It's business, relax and cooperate, or I'll have to beg you."
“…???”
Someone spoke soft words, but the hand holding him was as hard as cast iron.
Xie Lan struggled repeatedly but to no avail. The screen barrage in front of him had exploded into fireworks. From a distance, he watched as the popularity of the live broadcast went up like a rocket. The highest digit jumped up one every now and then. Within three minutes, the highest digit increased by one, and then continued to jump steadily upward.
The barrage of comments became like a paint bucket, and the appearance of him and Dou Sheng was blocked.
-Where is the payment button? I am so anxious!!
-, the whole screen is full of places to pay
-I've never seen such a thing before... Station B's most sincere million-dollar welfare
-Why are you still taking screenshots? Just stand there! !
-Do you dare to be more bold? !
Dou Sheng seemed to have eyes on the back of his head that could see the barrage of comments. When Xie Lan blushed and tried to struggle free, he lifted the leg that was against Xie Lan again, kicked his foot against the wall, bent his knees, and used his legs and the wall to imprison Xie Lan.
Xie Lan was stunned. He glanced down at Dou Sheng's skirt in panic. Seeing that nothing was wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief silently.
He gritted his teeth and said, "You are quite experienced in wearing skirts."
"The child is smart and learns things quickly." Dou Sheng smiled and said, "It's the last five seconds. I have to change my clothes because I'm afraid my mother will be back soon."
- Mentioning your mother at this time, can't you afford to have fun
-I haven't seen enough!!
- Take screenshots quickly everyone!!
-Where's the handwriting guy? We have to make arrangements tonight!
- I took a screenshot tonight
- Strange mobile wallpapers added
"Five, four—"
Dou Sheng shouted the number while winking at Xie Lan, removing the last trace of expression from Xie Lan's face.
"Three, two, one—"
As soon as he finished speaking, he let go of the hand that was holding Xie Lan's wrist, and placed it on Xie Lan's hips, maintaining the difficult posture of raising his legs high and kicking the wall. He twisted his waist with amazing flexibility, made a scissors hand gesture towards the camera, and smiled: "cheez~"
Xie Lan: “?”
The barrage of comments exploded for a moment, and Xie Lan tried hard to recognize the words in a daze.
- I'm fucking crazy
-Non-female clothing lovers opened the door to a new world tonight...
-But not every up-style women's clothing can be as fresh as Douzi's
- I'm very excited at the moment.
-Are you really not afraid...
Before I finished reading the last word, the live broadcast interface suddenly went black.
The air around him was quiet for a few seconds, and then Dou Sheng retracted his legs, turned around and walked towards the computer, incredulous: "No way?!"
Xie Lan was also a little confused, "The Internet is down?"
Not really. The live broadcast interface shows "The host is not here at the moment", but the barrage box on the right is filled with question marks.
After a round of questioning, everyone understood.
-The super administrator has closed the live broadcast room!
- Damn, it's so funny, I really thought we were in ghs
-The kids are just posing for photos, don’t worry about the adults!
-And this posed pose didn’t cross the line!
-You can't make a big deal out of it just because our Lanzi blushes easily!
-Give me back my live broadcast room!
-Give it back to me!!!
-Give me back my beautiful wallpaper!!
-The ending pose dynamic wallpaper just now is released, which can be used as a desk pet. There are Douzi's scissor hands and Lanzi's blank blink. See the homepage for q
Dou Sheng sighed, "It's really blocked. I received a private message from the operator."
Xie Lan didn't know what expression to make at this moment. He walked forward speechlessly and took a look at the so-called banned private message.
"What does an unlicensed warning mean?"
Dou Sheng sighed: "Unlicensed means that there is no violation in essence. In fact, I know what's going on and I won't go offline. Maybe there are too many people watching, so the administrator is scared and symbolically banned for half an hour."
As he spoke, he was typing away to post updates.
人间绝帅抖_dm: As you can see, the entertainment is moderate. There is no DK playing tonight. You can replay "On the Top of the Red Flame" with Ermao's DK screenshot. Oh, the one who just released the ending pose dynamic wallpaper, please send me a private message on Weibo, and Xie Lan, he also opened a new Weibo, his id is B station, thank you.
Xie Lan felt completely exhausted.
"You want to save dynamic wallpapers?"
Dou Sheng smiled and said, "I just vomited from looking at the wallpaper on my laptop."
"… "
Xie Lan turned around with a cold face and said, "Go to bed."
He walked out of the door, stepped over the wall between the two doors, paused, and silently took two steps back.
Dou Sheng changed his clothes very quickly. He was now back in his pajamas and was pulling the collar off his JK uniform shirt roughly, revealing the same black vest underneath.
It's very strange that there is actually no difference in this person's temperament when he dresses as a man or a woman.
When he was around, Dou Sheng laughed and made noises outrageously. When he left, Dou Sheng returned to his indifferent look. Perhaps it was because his personal characteristics were too prominent, so it seemed that no matter what he wore, there would be no strong sense of incongruity.
Xie Lan stared at the thin waist wrapped in the vest for a moment, and suddenly felt that the little skirt was not bad.
All good.
Dou Sheng sensed the sight and looked up to ask, "What's wrong? Are there bugs again?"
"No." Xie Lan turned around, yawned, and untied his tie, "Just look at you."
Look at your boyfriend.
He went back to his room and took a shower. When he came out, he recited a passage of ancient Chinese literature that he hadn't finished memorizing today, and casually opened his Weibo.
The new account he opened these two days now has more than 300,000 followers, and receives an explosion of private messages on a daily basis. He scrolled down for a long time and came across the so-called "dynamic wallpaper".
The wallpaper was processed in some way. The first frame showed Dou Sheng holding his wrist above his head with his back to the screen.
Then there was a slight flash of white light, and in the next frame, Dou Sheng had let go of his hand and turned his head, with one hand on his hip and the other hand making a scissors gesture on his cheek, smiling brightly.
And he was framed by Dou Sheng's hands and feet in the small space between his body and the wall. His neck was red, his face was expressionless, and there was a hint of despair in his eyes.
It’s really beautiful.
Xie Lan replied with a cold face: Don’t send it to me, I’m not interested, thank you.
Then save it silently.
Before going to bed at night, he logged into Twitter, which he hadn't visited for a long time.
Maybe he disappeared from the Internet for too long. Every time he logged in, the list of unread private messages was getting shorter. No one even talked to him these days.
The reason why I said "no one else" is because qzfxr is still there, sending him a few meaningless sentences every day as usual.
In fact, he rarely talked to this person, only a few words occasionally, and they were not familiar with each other at all. But this person was like an anchor in the torrent of time, which did not require too much energy to maintain. He just stayed with him all the time, as if he would never disappear no matter how his life turned upside down.
Xie Lan opened the dialog box.
The latest news came from half an hour ago.
-qzfxr: There is one thing I have been hesitating about for a long time.
-qzfxr: There is a new up on the domestic B station, his name is Xie Lan, is it you
Xie Lan was stunned for a moment.
As expected, true fans can be recognized.
In fact, there is nothing to hide. Although he won't bring it up, it doesn't matter if he is discovered.
-silentwaves: Yeah.
qzfxr replied immediately: You have a new life, I am happy for you.
After posting this message, he paused for a while and asked: So is the YouTube account invalid forever
Xie Lan looked at the word "forever" and was dazed.
He had devoted his heart and soul to running that account. But from the beginning, silentwaves had only one mission, which was to bring a little happiness and comfort to his sick mother. In a sense, it was also Xie Lan's own hope, he hoped his mother would recover.
But she left in the end.
This departure means that those two years can never be looked back upon.
After a long while, Xie Lan picked up the phone and typed awkwardly.
-silentwaves: You seem to have asked this question many times.
-qzfxr: Yes. I just saw that you are in good condition, so I wanted to confirm it again.
Xie Lan paused, typed a line of words, and felt that it was a bit cruel to the fans.
He seemed to have learned Chinese very well, but in fact it was still far from enough.
He didn't know how to tactfully tell someone who really liked his past that the past was a bit heavy for him.
After a long time, Xie Lan still didn't reply. He just quit the software and sighed.
"Xie Lan?" Dou Sheng's voice suddenly sounded outside.
Xie Lan got out of bed and opened the door. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Dou Sheng held a bottle of cocoa milk in his hand and placed it on his bedside table, "Come and take a look."
Xie Lan was stunned. "Take a look? What are you looking at?"
Dou Sheng looked at his face for a few times, then turned around and muttered, "It's okay, just a look, I'm asleep."
"?"
"Rinse your mouth after drinking milk." Dou Sheng added, and went into the room and closed the door gently. "You can always come to me if you feel bad."
Bad mood
Xie Lan was stunned for a while before speaking to the person sitting next to him through the door: "I'm fine. It's okay to have a big show on the live broadcast. I don't really care about these things. The comments are all quite friendly."
Dou Sheng hummed a few times in the room, "Anyway, just call me if you have anything."
Xie Lan frowned, still a little confused. He lay back on the bed in a daze, and his phone suddenly vibrated three times.
I thought it was a good night message from Dou Sheng, but the moment I opened the WeChat, my pupils suddenly dilated.
Hu Xiujie pulled him and Dou Sheng into a group.
The first message was a screenshot from tonight.
-The Beauty of Physics: Are you good at having fun
-The Beauty of Physics: There will be math competition training tomorrow. Please wait for me in the classroom during lunch break.
"… "
Xie Lan was numb.