The second time I landed in H City alone, Dou Sheng was the one who came to pick him up.

The plane descended and pulled closer. Looking through the small window, the branches of the sycamore tree had become bare, and the treetops were covered with the snow of last night. The coats worn in City B were not enough at once. As soon as Xie Lan got off the plane and met Dou Sheng, Dou Sheng was rushing up with a down jacket.

The down jacket Zhao Wenying bought for them was short and fluffy like bread, Dou Sheng wore light yellow and Xie Lan wore white. They walked together like twin brothers, but there was a little more subtle intimacy than the brothers, and the rate of turning back was quite high.

The taxi drove onto the airport highway, and the night and snow flirted with a different kind of romance over the city.

"Where is Uncle Ma?" Xie Lan asked.

Dou Sheng held his boyfriend's cold finger and said, "I'm on a business trip with my mom."

Xie Lan sighed softly at the window after hearing this, "Aunt Zhao is on a business trip again."

People's feelings grow in silence. From one day on, Xie Lan will be a little worried whenever he hears Zhao Wenying on a business trip.

The taxi drove up the Jiangbei Ring Road at the highway exit. He got off the plane and did not go home, so he went back to the school dormitory directly. On Tuesday tomorrow, Xie Lan could have asked for a leave to take a break, but he just wanted to stay with Dou Sheng.

"By the way, how about your mock exam?" Xie Lan suddenly remembered to ask.

Dou Sheng muttered: "I don't feel anything. I've already taken the malaise exam."

English and Chinese are very crazy this year. Mathematics A and General Studies A skip a round of reviews, and start hell mode when you go to senior high school. There is a simulation test every half month, and there is also a weekly test for mathematics, physics and chemistry every week. Xie Lan personally experienced the hard core of domestic exam-oriented education for the first time. Even if he was admitted, he still had some fear of going to school and exams.

I have to write big essays every day, so who can not be afraid?

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when I arrived at the dormitory. After sitting down for a while, the sound of footsteps in the corridor after the third year of high school was heard.

Che Ziming pushed the door and probed in, "Are you back?"

Xie Lan said, "Just arrived."

"Where is Dai You and Gouzi?" Che Ziming asked.

Dai You and Wang Gou also ranked well in the provincial league and entered the winter camp with Xie Lan. Xie Lan replied casually: "Dai You will be back tomorrow. Wang Gou still has a few more recruitment games and has been favored by several schools."

The rules for domestic competitions are very complicated. In addition to the qualification examination for the recommendation after the provincial league, there are two batches of admission opportunities after entering the winter camp. They are called "point-to-point" before and after the finals. This is called "point-to-point" and does not occupy the province's recommendation quota.

Wang Gou performed very well in the winter camp. His daily test rank was 30, soaring all the way. The last test before the CMO national finals had reached 4th, and all the coaches were staring at it.

The final result was still a long time before he was pulled away by the first two and F. Before Xie Lan left the apartment, he heard that he blushed and had a happy relationship with a happy choice.

"The dog is now jumping from the dragon gate, and he will call him Dragon Dog in the future." Che Ziming said, "I have lost the hard-working Herring League, and I have to prepare for my own attack. Why are we so miserable?"

Xie Lan thought about it, "Actually, you can't think so, you obviously have it in the league..."

Yu Fei, who passed by outside, said angrily: "I'll go out and buy a hand-catch cake, either."

"Go with you!" Che Ziming immediately turned around and ran, "I want to eat grilled sausage!"

Xie Lan was immediately left in place, staring at the door in a daze for a long time, and raised the stool back awkwardly.

Dou Sheng laughed while sorting out the papers, "There is no need to comfort me. Che Zi clearly has a complex of fighting on the battlefield and is determined to be the top 10 in the province for the college entrance examination. Yu Feijiu... Maybe he only hopes to confess his love to Liu Yixuan after the college entrance examination."

Xie Lan sighed, "Then do you think Liu Yixuan can agree?"

Dou Sheng spread the comprehensive science paper, "Hang... Oh, I'll put the papers and homework you saved in the past half month in your cabinet."

Xie Lan said oh, and casually unscrewed the key inserted into the cabinet door and opened the cabinet door.

——And then stood there and remained silent for ten seconds.

"Dare you ask..." He looked at the information that stood tall in the cabinet, "Where are the clothes and snacks I put here?"

"I can't put it down." Dou Sheng drew a picture of the stress analysis, "I took a part of the thin clothes and went home, and the rest will be stuffed into my cabinet for you."

Xie Lan was silent again, and after a moment, he gently closed the cabinet door as it was.

The key was twisted silently and locked.

If you cannot make a sound, it will alarm the sleeping demons in the cabinet.

"Thank you." He smiled and picked the corners of his lips at Dou Sheng without a smile.

December is the longest winter that will remain in the memory of every senior high school student.

I was always sleepy in the morning. After running and fucking in the morning, I felt as if my lungs were shaved by a knife. The papers piled on the table could never be cleared. I waited until five o'clock in the afternoon to rest at night. It was already dark outside. There was a song on the campus radio. A group of people panted and went to the west gate to buy Guandong cooking. They had to finish it in the cold wind before entering the classroom, otherwise they would be caught by Hu Xiujie.

In the mid-December CMO national finals, Xie Lan got the first place in the first prize in the national first prize, which was irritating. In addition, the results of the first batch of points reduction were all settled. Xie Lan was admitted to T-U, Wang Gou was admitted to P-U, Dai You and Dong Shuijing F-U. In addition, there were more than a dozen people in the class who received different degrees of college entrance examination scores before recruiting themselves. It is said that it was the most glorious year for the English-Chinese Digital Competition.

The teachers were afraid of affecting the mentality of others, so they did not specifically talk about this, and no one discussed it too much. The owls of Mathematics A are like a calm and calm army, in class, writing questions, and self-study. Many people were divided into study groups according to their shortcomings in their grades. Xie Lan was in the [Mathematics 140 Sprint Group]. There were about a dozen people in the bottom of mathematics in the class. They were generally in their early 130s, and he volunteered to be a teaching assistant.

Studying and arranging music, I have to waste my energy every day, and my mind is numb when I lie in bed, but it is very enjoyable.

This year's New Year is early, and the New Year is on January 10th. The winter vacation will be officially held before the New Year's Day in the UK, Middle School and Senior High School. The holiday will be 15 days, and we will come back on the sixth day of the New Year.

On the night of the 30th, the entire high school corridor was very restless. After school bell rang, and the students cheered and ran out of the classroom. It is said that a few boys in a certain class were overly excited and kicked them up, and several teachers went to fight.

Mathematical a is also very messy.

Dong Shuijing rushed to the front and kicked the door, "Sit down for me! I haven't finished my homework."

She stood on the podium in a hurry, holding a piece of a4 paper in her hand, and wrote the front and back closely.

I curled my homework during the winter vacation and had a whole evening self-study session, and all the class representatives were confused.

"Old Hu is going to catch the troublemaker, I'll discuss it with you very quickly." Dong Shuijing stroked the list, "17 sets of Chinese simulations, 30 readings. 25 sets of mathematical simulations, 30 sets of improvement, sprint, and 30 choices for each. English listening documents were sent to the group, and then two special exercise books. Physics... Lao Hu divided us into groups, I chanted my name, and the students in Group A did a mechanics assault, and the list included Che Ziming, Mao Lengxue..."

Xie Lan felt a headache when he heard it.

The class started complaining, but soon everyone joined the army to check the data, and the classroom was drowned out by the sound of turning over the papers.

The whole corridor was quiet until 11:30.

Xie Lan weakly browsed his circle of friends, and saw Rong Xinxin of the debate club posted a short video: [Mathematical A Shark is crazy, and the whole school is moved by Mathematical A tonight]

The video was taken outside the classroom door. The corridor was empty, and the lights were turned off in the classrooms next to it. Only the Mathematics Class A was brightly lit. Through the glass of the front door, a man and a woman could be seen standing in front and making homework exhausted. The white papers in the classroom rolled into waves.

Amazing.

Xie Lan sighed and pulled out the Chinese paper.

"Do you have to do 17 sets of big simulations during the 15-day holiday?" He asked Dou Sheng with a numb face, "Would you like to write for me?"

"I do." Dou Sheng, wearing a flat glasses, quickly checked the homework and whispered: "I am willing to tutor you and write, and I will accompany you to write."

Xie Lan sighed again.

He loves Chinese very much. He loves the heavy language and culture that the Chinese nation has accumulated over five thousand years.

However, these homework made him a little tired of love.

After packing up the classroom information, I went back to the dormitory to get some things, and the first semester of my senior year was completely over.

It was already midnight after arriving at home. Xie Lan took a shower and threw herself on the bed. She slept until noon the next day. After lunch, she fell asleep again until Dou Sheng knocked on the door.

It's dark.

"Wake up, little brother Xie Lan, you have been sleeping for two days." Dou Sheng bent down at the door and picked up Wutong: "The New Year's Eve party on B station is about to begin. Please post a Weibo in advance to wish your fans?"

Xie Lan's mind was buzzing when she slept, and it took her a long time to react and quit.

Zhao Wenying was baking biscuits downstairs, and the house was filled with sweetness. The New Year's Eve dinner was ordered in a restaurant, and Dou Sheng went downstairs with slippers and unpacking the packaging boxes.

Xie Lan emptied the sofa downstairs for a while before poking his phone open.

In recent days, he has never dared to open B station and Weibo, send private messages, and the comment sections are all discussing the top 100. Last year's top 100 on B station was released on January 10 this year. According to the time of the Spring Festival, it is almost the same as now.

He refreshed it casually and found that the data master updated another version of the prediction post in the afternoon, with the note as [Ultimate Prediction].

Similarly, he only predicted that he had a hundred majors, but no Dou Sheng.

Xie Lan was speechless and had to put on his "Release the Wind" trumpet again, and took out the spirit of practicing argumentative essays for a while and seriously refuted it.

-Fan Feng Orange Cat: The following references to the three selection dimensions of the platform up last year: creativity, influence, word of mouth. Creativity depends on the annual viewing volume and interaction volume. Influence depends on the increase in fans, the response to official activities, and the word of mouth considers the potential of up being loved by more viewers. From these three points, perhaps only the increase in fans may be able to beat Douzi. But after all, he is growing from zero, and it is too unscientific to compare hard. Douzi's sincerity, innovation and research in making videos are the best on the entire platform, and he does not accept refutation.

A passage was deleted and reduced, and it took more than ten minutes to post it.

As a result, Xie Lan put down his phone and fed a cat. The one he had already received was the first place in the hottest review.

The data master himself replied: "To put it bluntly, it is the commercial potential of platform evaluation. Xie Lan's most awesome thing is commercial value. It is not enough to directly promote a Chinese comic to the B-site list. It's useless to say so much, and there is no word on the point."

Xie Lan rolled her eyes at the phone and replied directly: "NB Nothing."

This hot comment quickly sparked a huge discussion.

-The Wandering Orange Cat Brother analyzes it very seriously, but you have to believe in the great master. The platform has really focused on commercial value in the past two years.

- Lao Doufen, to be honest, Xiaopozhan Party can invite Xie Lan to take the lecture, and it is not possible to use this gimmick to attract some sponsorship, which is the commercial value. In the same way, Douzi cannot walk on this road. Of course, Douzi has his own sky, and no one in his field can surpass his sharpness

-I am going to be laughed to death by you upstairs. Is Douzi so little promotional, which makes you misunderstand its commercial value?

-Upstairs, the commercial value considered by the platform is not measured from up-received advertisements...

-If I look at the fan-loving circle, I really don't think Douzi is worse than Xie Lan. Xie Lan is the kind of up that I admire, pay attention to, and occasionally flip through, but Douzi is an up that I can be happy all day with just a video. You have to consider the stickiness of fans.

...

The building in the building is full of long-term discussions, and Xie Lan was dazzled. It took him a long time to clarify whether he was an "enemy" or a friend.

He looked down all the way, and whenever he saw someone who supported Douzi, he would like it. If he saw someone who was not worthy of being a hundred, he would also give him a love expression.

Until my eyes were blind, my home page suddenly showed Ms. Doudou’s Weibo.

Ms. Dadou forwarded Xie Lan's hot comment - [Friends, you are arguing so much, do you know that the two ups are probably watching the party intimately at this moment? They don't care at all.]

Don't care about nothing.

Xie Lan replied with a cold face: Those who are heartless don’t care, those who are affectionate and righteous are fighting.

Zhao Wenying shouted: "You two put the meal on the table and put your photos on the New Year's Eve party."

"Aunt Zhao is here." Xie Lan put away his cell phone, got up to serve the food, and Dou Sheng quickly pressed the remote control.

The three of them sat down around the table, and the New Year's Eve party just began.

The first program at the opening was a symphony performance, and a popular symphony orchestra was invited in China. Xie Lan had invited Xie Lan to lead the music before, but Xie Lan refused.

"Let's have a cup for three. After the New Year's Eve dinner, Lanlan should not forget to call your dad tonight." Zhao Wenying said with a smile: "I wish Lanlan's music to the next level, I wish I earn more money next year, and I wish Douzi and Lanlan to be admitted to the same university."
To be continued...