The electronic calendar on the corridor wall showed the temperature was 34 degrees.
The camera's view stops at the waist, the wind blows the white shirt gently, occasionally sticking to the boy's thin waistline.
The number of people in the live broadcast room is soaring—
-Ah, did I catch the hot one
-It just started, don't worry
- Is this a bean
- Damn, white shirt, long time no see
- Let me see which handsome guy has returned
Dou Sheng bent his fingers, peeled off the ring on the can with a click, and held the machine back in front of him.
He held the can of Coke close to the camera and tapped it lightly. The mist stuck to the camera, blurring the image, but he wiped it away with his finger.
"Cheers." Dou Sheng said in a calm voice.
In the camera, he tilted his head back and gulped down a can of Coke, then stared at the dazzling sunlight outside the window for a while.
-The first can of Coke after leaving the customs!
-Super double the happiness!
- I am always moved by Douzi's profile
-Why is the host a little cold
-See... See through the world
-He is always like this, only towards Ermao... hehehe
The ice cola slid down my throat and through my esophagus, and the sweet, icy taste surged up into my head.
Dou Sheng looked back from the window and examined the can in his hand in amazement. "It tastes good."
-233333
-The child is poor and stupid
-When will your video be released
-Squat Video!
"It's done, just need an ending, I'll upload it tonight." Dou Sheng put his hand in his pocket, "The competition just ended, Xie Lan and the others were a little slow in the exam room, I'll end the live stream when he comes out."
As the comments became more and more numerous, Dou Sheng's gaze passed the phone and remained fixed on the classroom door not far away, only glancing at the screen occasionally.
Answering questions lazily -
"What happened? You can refer to the title of the song Xie Lan recently posted on Weibo."
"When the pod burst, the sleeves fell off. Well, the pants didn't burst, you must be disappointed."
"He ate people in the middle of the night for more than ten days."
"It's none of your business how I eat, as long as I can't eat your head."
"You ask me what kind of job I do. Do I have no school to study or no class to attend?"
"I'm sorry, I'm still grumpy because I haven't had a full meal yet."
The handsome guy with a cold expression suddenly sighed and squatted on the ground.
"Why hasn't Xie Lan come out yet?"
-He is anxious, he is anxious, he is anxious
-Wangqidou
- Someone's two eyeballs have the words "Xie Lan" written on them, one on the left and one on the right.
-The big cat is waiting for the little cat to eat together
- It's a miracle you didn't starve to death
Finally, the sound of desks and chairs being dragged could be heard in the classroom. Dou Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. "I was really hungry for two days. The more I drank the porridge in the cafeteria, the hungrier I became. Later, I took a job for Xie Lan and got fried chicken legs in exchange."
As he spoke, he glanced at the comments nonchalantly, and as expected, the formation was being refreshed.
Dou Sheng chuckled, "I can't tell you what kind of job I do. In the past ten days or so, I have received countless love from my idols. In short, you can't even imagine how happy I am."
He stood up and said, "Xie Lan is about to come out. See you again if we are lucky."
-? ?
-You only live streamed for five minutes, honey.
-Don't run! Finish your words, damn it
-Since he got married, the anchor no longer wants fans
-Since he got married, the anchor no longer wants fans
-Since I had...
The live broadcast room went dark.
The examination hall was finally opened and students immediately rushed out.
Xie Lan, however, sat at the table, daydreaming, and it took him a long time to put the pen cap on.
The car man sitting behind him threw down his pen and said, "I am dying to answer this test. What the hell is that number theory question at the last one? And what the hell is that third question from the last one, which is about 1st-order recursion!"
Wang Gou came over from the front of the classroom and sighed tiredly, "Don't use my name to insult me, thank you."
Che Ziming put his hand on Xie Lan's shoulder and said, "Lan, how are you?"
"It's OK. I don't find it too difficult." Xie Lan pushed him away and wondered, "Especially the plane geometry, it's too simple. Maybe it's used to balance the two difficult problems?"
Che Ziming's expression froze, "?"
Wang Gou was extremely frightened, "Behave yourself!"
"Don't mess with our mentality!"
Xie Lan sighed, feeling a little lonely.
As soon as he walked out, Dou Sheng came running over and asked with a smile, "How is it?"
The exam room next door was also closed, and Dai You and Yu Fei came out to join them. Xie Lan followed the crowd out and whispered, "It's OK. But the last question in plane geometry is, why do you prove that the quadrilateral pdeg has equilateral sides? The question is a bit weird."
He was not exaggerating. This question really wasn't a competition question, and it couldn't even be considered a normal high school level math question.
The group was arguing about which restaurant to eat at, but Xie Lan only talked to Dou Sheng, who fell silent after listening.
After a while, he shook his head violently and said, "I don't know. I've already paid it. I'll just go with the flow."
"Yeah." Xie Lan sighed, "How did you do in the exam?"
"The last number theory question is difficult, I didn't figure out the second question, and I'm not sure about the first question. I didn't bother to check the previous ones, so I'll just take it easy."
The preliminary round of the debate competition had just ended, and Xie Lan lowered his head to reply to a few messages to the members.
They walked out of the lab building, and Che Ming said impatiently, "It's good enough to get into the league, think about something happy! My dad's friend gave me some tickets to the car show, do you want to go?"
"What car show? Can I go?" Wang Gou came up curiously, "I want to see luxury cars."
Che Ming lowered his voice, "There are no luxury cars, but there are many car model sisters."
Wang Gou's eyes lit up, "I want to see it even more!"
Yu Fei was not free, and the others all wanted to go. Dou Sheng shook his head and refused, "I'm busy. I'm accompanying Xie Lan to prepare for the interview for "The Young Man on the Strings."
"You still need someone to accompany you? There are so many beauties at the station." Che Ming was not giving up. "Tall, bikini, big waves, don't you love women?"
The sunlight was so bright that Xie Lan couldn't open his eyes. He glanced behind him casually. He didn't know if he was dazzled, but he felt that Dai You and Wang Gou were still talking just now, and suddenly they became quiet.
"No." Dou Sheng yawned, "At this moment, I only love Xie Lan and hot pot."
"It's the truth." Wang Gou said seriously.
Dai You also nodded, "Indeed."
Che Ziming rolled his eyes and said, "Just keep flirting with Xie Lan every day. Xie Lan will get tired of you sooner or later."
Will not.
Xie Lan glanced at Dou Sheng and thought, I still like him.
The hotpot restaurant is outside the east gate of Yingzhong. You have to cross a long overpass. It is a Chongqing hotpot restaurant.
Xie Lan doesn't eat spicy food, so she ordered a tomato and butter combo. The soup pot was boiling and the air conditioner was on overhead, but it was still hot.
There were four benches around the large table, and everyone kept their distance to avoid unnecessary heat.
Dou Sheng was preparing to make up for the ending of the video, so he set up his two distinguished cameras in prime shooting positions, one on the table and the other on a stool next to it, to get a close-up of his profile looking up.
"Sit closer to me." He patted the seat next to him, "You have to be in the picture, at least half of your body."
Xie Lan was still studying the seasoning combination recommended by Dai You. Upon hearing this, he naturally moved closer.
Che Ziming took a flyer and fanned himself with it. After fanning for a while, he frowned and said, "Aren't you two feeling hot sticking to each other?"
"Ah?" Xie Lan's heart skipped a beat and he stopped stirring the seasoning with his chopsticks.
Dou Sheng said as a matter of course: "Record the video."
"Can't you move the camera further away when recording a video? You don't know how to adapt." Che Ming casually moved the camera back, "This way Xie Lan can go to the side. God, I feel hot just looking at you two."
Xie Lan didn't move. Dou Sheng raised his eyes and stared at Che Ziming.
Che Ziming's face turned pale. "Why is it that your grateful look is a little bit vicious?"
"In fact, when eating hot pot, you should try to get as hot as possible." Wang Gou swallowed his saliva and suddenly whispered, "In my hometown, we have to heat up the kang when we eat hot pot. Everyone wants to eat it while hugging it, and they sweat profusely and feel hot inside and out. Um... detoxification."
Che Ziming was shocked, "You still have this trick?"
Wang Gou hummed, "Want to try it?"
As he spoke, he moved half of his butt toward Che Ziming cautiously.
"Hiss—are you serious about this..." Che Mingming hesitated, shook his head violently after a few seconds, and stuck his butt forward.
"Fuck, it's so hot! It feels so good!"
Xie Lan: “…”
Dou Sheng calmly reached back to take the camera and said, "I also think that eating hot pot is more enjoyable."
The whole meal was very noisy, not only among them, but also in the class group. The students in the competition class had no sense of participation in the upcoming final exams, and they felt like they were in heaven after the preliminary rounds.
Xie Lan was eating shrimp paste cooked in a tomato pot while casually flipping through the messages in the class group.
Lao Ma suddenly sent him a private message: How did you do on the test? The plane geometry question was a bit confusing, I was worried about you when I saw it.
Xie Lan took the chopsticks, poked the screen with a finger and answered: It’s a bit confusing, but I understand it.
After thinking about it, I added: I found it very simple after I understood it.
Lao Ma quickly responded with a thumbs up: Great!
Xie Lan responded to the advertising PR, platform operations, and "String Boys" staff that he hadn't responded to in the past few days...
"Eat first." Dou Sheng whispered, and used a pair of chopsticks that had never been touched by chili peppers to pick up food for him.
Xie Lan hummed, "You eat too."
“Need I say more?” Dou Sheng smiled, picked up a piece of meat with a chopstick, chewed it for two seconds, and swallowed it.
He rolled up three or four pieces of fatty beef in a row. The meat slices were covered with hot pot soup and seasonings. He slurped them into his mouth, swallowed them, and then took a big gulp of cold beer.
"It's so delicious." Dou Sheng's calm face showed a touch of emotion, "Doudou paradise."
The camera indicator light flickered, capturing the boy's voracious eating. His cheeks were puffed up as he chewed quickly, his Adam's apple moved, and his hands holding the chopsticks worked together with his mouth. It was very vivid.
Dou Sheng broke his diet today and ate four plates of meat by himself, not counting other things. He also drank three cans of beer and two specially made cocktails. He ate until his mind was blank as he stared at the camera.
It is easy to get drunk by mixing alcohol. His cheeks were unusually flushed, and his black eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of transparent water film, making them look even deeper.
Xie Lan was tired from eating, so he leaned on the stool with his left hand and continued to reply to messages while poking his phone with his right hand.
After a moment, the right hand that was replying to the message suddenly paused, slowly deleted that line of words, hurriedly sent a "talk about it later", and let it go.
Xie Lan lifted his hands off the table, looking as if he was in a daze after eating, with a red face and ears.
Under the table, Dou Sheng tightly grasped his left hand, his palm burning with heat. He picked up his fingers one by one, pinched them, and then put them down. After pinching them in a circle, he touched his legs again, playing the piano restlessly for a while, and then continued to explore deeper.
Xie Lan shook his head left and right, cleared his throat, put his right hand back on the table, and turned on the phone.
I entered the unlock password twice before I got it right. The first time, my hands were shaking and I pressed the wrong key.
A few seconds later, Dou Sheng raised his head and lazily moved his cervical vertebrae twice, then took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.
-Afternoon grape ice: crowded.
-人間馋凉豆: I've drunk too much, it's okay. I just miss you a little bit, even if we're next to each other it's not enough.
-Afternoon Grape Ice: Then don’t touch my legs, it’s annoying.
-人間馋凉豆: Yeah. If I'm really annoyed, should I really give my boyfriend a job
-人人贪凉豆: Use your hands. Go to the toilet inside.
Dou Sheng must have drunk a little too much.
Just looking at the words made Xie Lan want to cry for help. He was so upset that he turned his head to wink at Dou Sheng, but his eyes accidentally hit the mirror wall behind him.
—A button on his shirt collar had fallen off at some point, probably because Dou Sheng hadn't sewed it tightly. The collar was now half loose, revealing the boy's fair and straight collarbone, with a light red mark on it.
These are the bite marks left by someone last night.
"Well!"
Che Ziming opened his mouth and burped loudly, then tugged at his collar towards Xie Lan, "Are there mosquitoes? You're bitten here."
Xie Lan: “!”
Dou Sheng finally put his other hand on the table, took the camera seriously and checked the shooting materials, as if he didn't hear it.
Xie Lan could only bite the bullet and ask back, "Really? I didn't notice."
Dai You, who was drunk after drinking two cans of beer, struggled and said, "There are indeed mosquitoes. I have been bitten several times in the past two days."
“Me too!” Wang Gou nodded in a daze, paused, and suddenly his nose twitched, “Fuck, this is so fucking scary!”
Che Ziming was startled. "Why should I be afraid of mosquitoes?"
"How the hell should I know?!"
Wang Gou sobbed softly, but no tears came out. However, his whole body was shaking with true emotion, and he hugged Dai You tightly beside him.
"The mosquitoes in your big cities are so damn scary. They bite you so hard that your mouths get bent!"
Che Ziming was frightened by him for a long time before he casually reached out and patted his shoulder, "Ah, it's okay. Big cities are really like this, there is everything, this is something you have to experience sooner or later."
He tried to persuade Wang Gou with kind words, but Wang Gou shook even more violently. Dai You was silently held in his arms while they drank alone and got drunk.
Everyone was so excited about the hotpot that when it was over, Xie Lan felt that something was not right with everyone.
But he didn't have time to think about it. He and Dou Sheng were both a little drunk, so they forced themselves to go home and fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes, the house was pitch black, it was dark outside too, and the time showed it was 11:30 in the evening.
Xie Lan felt like his mouth was about to burst with thirst, so he picked up the cup and walked out, casually opening the message.
There was a message on WeChat from Dou Sheng two hours ago, saying that he couldn’t hold on any longer and needed to sleep, so he said good night in advance.
When Xie Lan saw that line of words, he thought that his video should have been uploaded, so he opened B station and checked it, and sure enough, it was in the upper left corner of the homepage.
The video is more than 40 minutes long, the length of a short movie.
The cover is a close-up of Dou Sheng's head and shoulders, with axial symmetry. On the left side, he is wearing that old holey T-shirt, his hair is drooping slightly, his mouth is flat, and his eyes are calm with a hint of indifference. On the right side, he is wearing a familiar white shirt, his eyes are cold, but there is light in them, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.
—《What did I experience during the 25 days of poverty? I took on a six-dollar-a-day urban survival challenge》