Zhao Wenying slept all the way in the car and recovered fully when she got home.
This business trip was long, and the gifts she brought were spread out in a dazzling array on the floor of the living room.
Xie Lan opened a box of sticky red bean paste dumplings, tasted one and found it delicious, so she casually passed it to Dou Sheng.
Dou Sheng turned his head to the other side and said, "You eat. I'm trying to lose weight."
"Lose weight?" Xie Lan was stunned, unable to believe his ears. "You, lose weight?"
Dou Sheng hummed, "To be precise, I'm going to control my fat. I'm going to start filming the male lead kaleidoscope video next month. I tried on a few costumes yesterday and I feel like my face needs to be thinner. That way my features will be more distinct and I'll have a more paper-thin temperament."
Zhao Wenying sat on the sofa and applied a facial mask. She said unhappily, "I didn't give birth to you just to piss me off, did I? How else do you want to lose weight?"
"Just control it for two or three months." Dou Sheng said, "I promise I won't lose weight. I just want to lose fat and eat protein."
Zhao Wenying rolled his eyes when he heard that. "Just go ahead. You're so naughty. You're jumping up and down all day and night just to record a video. You still call yourself the most handsome guy in the world. The world is not enough for you."
Dou Sheng was amused when he heard this, "Aren't you cursing me to death?"
Zhao Wenying snorted coldly and didn't bother to pay attention. She put on the mask and sent messages on her phone for a long time, "Lanlan, don't you guys want to try it soon?"
Xie Lan hummed, "Ten more days."
Zhao Wenying calculated the date and said, "Isn't it just before the start of school? If you postpone your interview in Beijing by a week, then you will miss the entrance exam for the senior year class."
"There is no class exam for our senior year at the beginning of the semester." Dou Sheng answered casually: "The competition admission was not finalized until last semester, and the class exam will not be held until next semester, and it is not certain whether the competition class will be admitted or not."
Zhao Wenying heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that. "That's fine. Oh, by the way, Lanlan, I asked you, your senior He was right, P University is the best in mathematics, and T University is not bad either. Do you have any ideas?"
Xie Lan paused, "I have checked the rankings of majors myself, and I know that P University is the best, but I will definitely go to T University."
Dou Sheng lowered his head to fold the wrapping papers and said without surprise, "I just want to apply to the school that Aunt Xiao missed that year. It has nothing to do with the math ranking. You are worried about me."
Xie Lan hummed, then asked, "But I don't quite understand. If you pass the admission qualification exam, do you not have to take the college entrance exam?"
"Not necessarily. Your score hasn't dropped to the key university line, but there's a high probability that you'll be able to pass the key university line." Dou Sheng smiled, "I'm not nervous. When the interview time is set in two days, we'll buy the tickets."
Zhao Wenying just took off her mask and immediately frowned, "Go, go, go, stay away. Do they need you to accompany them to the interview? Don't you have classes?"
Xie Lan froze as he was about to open his gift when he heard that. Because of the coffee table blocking his view, he secretly stepped on Dou Sheng's foot.
Dou Sheng said calmly, "I must accompany you to the admissions office to bargain. Otherwise, you will be dismissed with your language level. Once the contract is signed, you will be selling yourself. It will be too late for you to change your mind."
"I know this is a serious matter." Zhao Wenying got up and went to the bathroom with the mask in hand. "But you go to your class. I'll go with Lanlan. Parents don't have to accompany you for this kind of thing."
Xie Lan was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Dou Sheng. Dou Sheng was also confused, and it was obvious that he did not expect there would be such a solution.
Zhao Wenying closed the bathroom door, and Dou Sheng hissed, "Why don't we come clean before the interview?"
"Wake up." Xie Lan couldn't help but touch his forehead. "Just because you don't have my boyfriend, will Aunt Zhao agree to let you skip class to accompany me for the interview?"
“…” Dou Sheng was stunned for a moment, “Yes.”
Xie Lan stacked the gifts and stood up with difficulty, holding them. "Let's talk about it when the time comes. If I don't want to trouble Aunt Zhao, I can go by myself."
Although he mercilessly laughed at Dou Sheng, he had to admit that he didn't want to reveal his cards at that moment.
Xie Jingming came to make a fuss, but Dou Sheng was brainwashed by the showdown and didn't care about it anymore, as if all the troubles in the world were caused by their love.
Xie Lan sighed, resting his chin on the boxes stacked half a person's height, and with difficulty freed one hand to touch Dou Sheng's head.
"Calm down, I am not King Zhou, and you are not me either."
Dou Sheng was stunned. He only understood after she walked away. He said in despair, "Not Daji. Ah-Da."
The exam is coming soon, and the English-Chinese Exam Preparation Group is buzzing from morning till night. Lao Ma can throw 30 to 40 questions into the group every day. This amount of questions is simply too difficult for the competition questions. It is still summer vacation, but everyone in the group has entered the blood-beating mode in advance.
Xie Lan also started to abuse himself, but not in mathematics. He just picked some interesting questions to do every day to keep his hand in it, and only spent three or four hours a day.
The most cruel arrangement - taking advantage of the last few days of vacation, I worked hard on the BGM of the comic book mix, because Dou Sheng asked me to finalize the music first, and I determined the shooting based on the music.
From the perspective of video production procedures, Xie Lan fully understands the requirements of "Party A". After all, the construction of costumes, props and scenes requires a lot of money and time.
But as her boyfriend, she really wants to bite Dou Sheng to death.
One night, in the live broadcast, Xie Lan was facing the computer screen with an expressionless face, headphones in his ears, clicking the mouse non-stop.
The barrage of comments was gossiping quietly.
- Lanzi doesn't look very happy.
-Sour face, my kid actually made a sour face, I took screenshots like crazy
-What on earth is the anchor broadcasting? I stared at his ugly face for about ten minutes and didn't dare to ask
- +1 for the previous one, I didn't see the reminder of the show and just came in without thinking
-I'm not stupid. Douzi was broadcasting a game of Landlord. I hesitated for a while before deciding to come in and watch Lanzi's
- Look up at the title
Live Title: There will be no videos this month. I will be live streaming for half a day and will not send any gifts.
Live Introduction: Being caught by the cruel bean in the world and doing hard labor, no questions asked, no answers
The comments were so funny, but Xie Lan ignored them. He looked at the track on the screen with deep hatred, and pulled the cursor back a section of the timeline. He listened to it again and frowned.
In front of the live broadcast audience, he picked up his phone and sent a voice message to someone next door.
"Those two songs don't go together. Do you have to put them next to each other?"
-Sent to Douzi, yes, I had two devices turned on at the same time and heard Douzi's phone ringing
- Douzi didn't seem to hear it, so funny, addicted to playing Landlord
-So you two are at home
- Good guys, let's keep moving forward, each with their own way
Xie Lan took off one of his earphones, and the cheerful BGM of Landlords poured into his ears through the half-open door.
"Check your phone!" he shouted.
Dou Sheng next to him said "oh" a few times in a panic, and after a moment, he replied, "I don't want them to be next to each other. It doesn't matter if they are small or big. I just want these two sets of clothes to be next to each other."
-What the hell are you two doing
- I have a feeling that the two of them are up to something big
-Same feeling. Won't tell us what he was cutting
- And did you notice that Douzi has become thinner
- Some people say they are quitting sugar recently, but they are not losing weight
-Yes! Cat! Nasty!
-You two won't get married, right? Then I'm really going crazy
-Dou Sheng is losing weight for the wedding? Xie Lan is making bgm for the wedding
- I was so amused by your imagination
Xie Lan clicked the mouse a few times, then lowered his head and stared at the notebook with a frown.
After a moment, he raised his head and his eyes inadvertently swept across the barrage, and saw a series of gorgeous admiral special effects flashing on the screen.
Pei Qing: Are you working for some shameless director next door who’s trying to poach talent
-Wow, what a rich man!
- Be more serious, don't fire the sponsor
- When did you come in
-Speaking of which, Pei Qing seems to be pretty good at music
-You haven't been a professional cello player before, right
Xie Lan frowned and looked at the admiral logo on the car. "When did you start the admiral?"
Pei Qing: I forgot. I just opened it casually.
Pei Qing: Not as good as the admiral, the money is not high, and the special effects are long-lasting.
Xie Lan was speechless. "I am doing my own thing, not the task of Shao Shi 2."
He lowered his head and continued to read the music score. After a pause, he said, "I am almost done with math competition. I don't have time to take other jobs recently, and I don't accept any consultations."
Pei Qing: Oh.
Dou Sheng had two adjacent OP excerpts, one without the excitement of battle, the other without the sadness and despair. Although they were not fast tempo, the rhythm and style were completely unrelated, and the connection was very weird. One was seven seconds, and the other was five seconds. They were the most essential parts of the melody of each. If they were changed, they would not have the same flavor. Dou Sheng had set the duration very tightly, so it was difficult for Xie Lan to add two bars for transition.
He tried several ways of transition, and one of the background sounds was quite acceptable, which Dou Sheng thought was ok, but he was still not satisfied.
In other words, the structure of the music is not abrupt, but it feels uncomfortable and sharp. To use Pei Qing's words in the interview, it is "not friendly to the heart".
Xie Lan pondered for a long time, but still came to no avail.
When I looked up to drink water and take a break, I casually scanned a few barrages, and found that the barrages suddenly started talking about me.
It's not clear who was the first to lead the top 100 trend. Now everyone is discussing a great god who monitors the data of Bilibili and predicts the top 100 list.
Xie Lan took a quick look and found that this great god had built an open source data background using Python, which could summarize the annual data of up-masters, including the fan growth index, product popularity, comprehensive popularity data, etc. As soon as the summer vacation ended every year, he would start predicting the top 100 list, and his predictions were very accurate every year.
For example, last year, Dou Sheng had several high-quality works during the summer vacation, and the audience thought that he would definitely be in the top 100, but the comment of the great god in the prediction post was: "Uncertain."
Last year, this person said that the upvotes of the type of miscellaneous investment were more optimistic about Zi Ye Shen, because Ye Shen cooperated well with official activities, and apart from the controversy over the topic of the video, his data was not worse than Renjian Jueshuaidou. In the end, it turned out that he was right.
The comments kept scrolling down, and Xie Lan caught up on the previous situation and the latest news—that person had just posted the annual post last night, and Xie Lan was on the predicted list, but the most handsome Dou in the world was not.
It is said that this was asked in the first post of the comment section, and the great god replied: "The two ups are too bundled, and they are like one up. I don't think Bilibili will give two."
Seeing those words, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable and frowned, "Let's not have this meaningless discussion, let's talk about something more meaningful."
The audience was generally cooperative and immediately laughed it off and changed the subject.
Xie Lan drank half a glass of water when his phone suddenly vibrated. Pei Qing’s WeChat message popped up.
- Pei Qing: This is not a commercial secret. Where is the problem? Can you send it to me to help you take a look
Xie Lan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but just as he typed the three words "No thanks", he suddenly hesitated, and deleted it after thinking it over.
In fact, there is nothing that cannot be shown to Pei Qing. Just sending the two seconds of the soundtrack will not reveal anything.
So I exported the audio of the dozen or so bars before and after and sent it over.
-Afternoon Grape Ice: I picked two very comic OPs, and the connection was not good. The current version sounds average.
- Pei Qing: Indeed, it is very common and extremely unfriendly to the heart.
-Afternoon Grape Ice: ... You are worthy of me.
I threw the difficult question to Pei Qing, then exited and checked the group message. In the competition group, Lao Ma had posted more than a dozen questions, and after a quick scan, I found two questions worth doing.
So he hurriedly said goodbye to the audience in the live broadcast room, ended the broadcast, turned his phone to do not disturb, and set a ten-minute countdown to solve the two difficult problems.
It was estimated that Dou Sheng had received a tip-off from the comments, because before he had finished reading a question, he could hear Dou Sheng saying goodbye, and then the music of the Landlord game stopped.
Xie Lan concentrated on finishing the two questions, each with seven sub-questions. After calculating the final result, he quickly looked up at the watch - 18:30, which was a little faster than the threshold he had set for himself.
For competitors, this is a huge victory.
Xie Lan felt better and picked up his phone to check answers with the group.
Yes, there was nothing unexpected. I already knew whether my answers were reliable or not.
The phone vibrated in his hand and Pei Qing replied.
- Pei Qing: I think your arrangement is fine. This transition is not enough to connect the gap between the beginning and the end, but the violin can't hold up. The violin is too brittle. You can consider adding a club, such as a cello.
Then he quickly threw another audio file up, and Xie Lan clicked play, and put it on the part where the sound transitioned. The high-pitched and crisp violin sounded, and the listener's heart was fluttered for a moment, but only for a moment. The low sound of the cello quickly cut in, and he was stunned for a second, and the melody had already transitioned to the next excerpt smoothly.
Is that it
Xie Lan looked at the audio file in surprise and clicked on it to listen to it.
It really worked, and there was absolutely no flaw to be found. I even had the illusion that "what's so difficult about this?"
-Pei Qing: Isn’t it amazing
- Pei Qing: Young man, you still have to admit the necessity of experience.
Xie Lan quickly replied with a thank you, and added that he would definitely help if he needed anything next time, then he held the phone and handed it to Dou Sheng to listen.
Dou Sheng's door was ajar. When Xie Lan walked in, he was stunned.
The data monitoring website mentioned in the barrage just now did not appear on the screen.
But that is not important. What is important is Dou Sheng himself—
Dou Sheng was wearing a thin, slightly transparent white shirt with the collar flared down to about one-fourth of his waist. He was looking at himself in the mirror on the table.
The young man in the mirror had an aloof look, and his cold, dark grey pupils gave him an unapproachable look. His short white hair hung in front of him in pieces, and he reached out and gently brushed it back.
That cold and stern aura only lasted for a moment, and then Dou Sheng turned around and saw Xie Lan, and smiled brightly as usual.
"I'm used to your silent walking, so I'm not scared anymore." He muttered, raised his chin to the mirror, lowered his eyes to examine the contours of his face, and asked casually, "Do you think you have the temperament of a comic hero now?"
"Yes." Xie Lan nodded in confusion, "It's not against the rules at all, it just scared me."
"I've really been effective in quitting sugar recently." Dou Sheng sighed in satisfaction, and then muttered, "But I feel like there's still a little flesh where my chin meets my neck. It needs to be thinner, or it'll be awkward when I put on a wig and makeup. Oh, yeah, I can borrow my mom's radio frequency equipment and use it before the shoot. The effect isn't temporary."
Xie Lan couldn't hear what Xi said, and subconsciously looked at his raised and not quite straight collar.
The collar covered a fair and slender neck, which was made to glow white by the white fur wig. The deep eyes and red lips showed the richest color on her face, making it impossible to look away.
boyfriend.
Use that word... the word that fans mentioned... how is it said
Oh yeah, tear up the comics.
Xie Lan cleared his throat, looked away, and glanced at the forum.
"Oh, yes, you saw this too." Xie Lan asked, "Can this person be trusted?"
"The predictions from previous years were pretty accurate." Dou Sheng said as he walked over and closed the webpage. "Just now, the audience was scrolling through the comments and I just remembered that this year's predictions should be open, but I haven't paid attention to it for a long time."
Xie Lan nodded and wanted to say something, but the words stopped at his lips.
Actually, there is no need to explain to my boyfriend, but I feel I should say something.
Dou Sheng is the most sincere video producer he has ever seen. He is willing to put all his efforts into making every video, paying attention to details and being so strict that it can be called cruel. In any sense, he deserves the title of one of the top 100.
But Xie Lan had to admit that he felt the forecaster's explanation made sense. The probability that Dou Sheng would choose one was very high. Once he did choose one, regardless of who had the advantage, at least there was no possibility of him taking Dou Sheng's place.
Dou Sheng looked at him for a while and asked with a smile, "Little Xie Lan, you look so conflicted, aren't you feeling guilty in advance?"
Xie Lan's thoughts were suddenly revealed, and he looked up and said "Huh?"
"I don't care." Dou Sheng smiled casually, reaching out to tidy up his head of white hair. "In fact, I thought of this possibility a while ago, but to be honest, I have long lost my obsession with the top 100. What I mean by 'rush to the top 100, rush to the top 100' is that the two of us rush to the top 100, either of us can do it, do you understand?"
Xie Lan nodded subconsciously, "I understand."
But he paused, and then whispered, "You don't have obsessions, but I do. I have imagined many times that your profile will contain the title of "Top 100 Up of the Year".
"Really?" Dou Sheng laughed. "Senior has high hopes for me. I am honored."
"But..." Dou Sheng paused and said, "I think what you think. I would rather you win it, and I want to see you attend the Top 100 Awards Ceremony. This feeling is called being honored, do you understand?"
Fish oil molten salt.
Xie Lan didn't quite understand, but seeing Dou Sheng's smiling face and a faint sigh, he swallowed and said, "I understand."
"You know nothing." Dou Sheng laughed. "It's just this word. It's not difficult but it's not commonly used. It's not even in the high school textbook. It's definitely beyond the scope for you."
"… "
Xie Lan's face fell, "You are so arrogant even though it's beyond the scope of the exam."
She glanced at Dou Sheng unhappily, but this time she glanced into her boyfriend's black eyes. His crystal white hair swayed gently in front of those eyes, making her feel itchy.
Xie Lan's Adam's apple twitched, and he started talking with a hint of annoyance.
"I wonder what the meaning of being proud of the world is." Dou Sheng asked calmly, and casually opened the drawer of the bedside table beside him and took out a chocolate.
Peel the chocolate and feed it to Xie Lan's mouth.
Xie Lan carefully put it into his mouth. The rich chocolate melted on the tip of his tongue. He sucked the sweetness in his mouth and muttered, "What do you mean?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dou Sheng raised his hand to lift her chin, tilted his head and kissed her lips, taking away some of the rich sweetness from her mouth.
What about quitting sugar
The brief kiss left a hint of confusion in Xie Lan's pupils.
She was caught off guard by the kiss of her white-haired boyfriend. The wonderful experience was fleeting, but the strange feeling was engraved in her heart.
Xie Lan was stunned for a long time before coughing. He hastily turned his head to look out the window and whispered, "You're breaking the rules, don't you understand?"
Dou Sheng shook his head, "This is not called breaking the rules, this is called teaching by example."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and quickly wiped the corner of his lips, and said with a faint sigh, "I'll teach you what it means to be proud of it."