Host: "Why do you want to do an up?"

Dou Sheng: "Uh...didn't you say it several times before? I want to convey happiness and make my video a part of the happiness in more people's lives... Yawn, I've memorized all this."

Host: "Why do you want to do an up?"

Xie Lan: "Hmm?………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

The summer variety show "Random Crazy Hundred Ups" on B station was drawn to Xie Lan and Dou Sheng in the first episode.

The person involved did not know about the matter in advance. On an afternoon when the heat was hard to subside, Xie Lan and Dou Sheng took a nap in their room and received an interview call from the operation staff almost at the same time. After answering several questions in a daze, Dou Sheng woke up and went downstairs to change Wutong's cat litter, while Xie Lan threw away his cell phone and continued to sleep.

So this matter turned over, and no one remembered it. Until the first variety show was caught off guard, the two of them answered this question "maliciously edited" by the platform.

For a time, Xie Lan's fans gathered together.

It was another afternoon, and Xie Lan sat on the sofa and browsed Weibo comments expressionlessly.

Weibo was a casually captured by Wutong, Wutong licked her hair with her feet, without a caption.

-I used to think you were cold, but I didn't expect you to really not care.

-The trust and waiting for more than a year were ultimately wrong.

-What we want is you, but what you want is money

-I am my delusion and want to use my arms to warm a piece of ice

Xie Lan frowned and looked at it for a long time, and casually replied to a hot comment.

——"It's almost done?"

The poster immediately changed his face: "Catch Lan Zai! Hell, when will you post a new video?"

——"I don't know, I'm still resting."

After Xie Lan replied, he stepped down from Weibo. The living room window occupied almost a whole wall. The afternoon sun was so fierce that it was so bright that it was dazzled after looking out for a while.

He was too lazy to get up and pull the curtains, so he took the hat that Dou Sheng threw on the armrest of the sofa and buckled it on his head, put on his head and lay on the sofa in a daze.

In the headphones, he was familiar with the sound of his violin. The op-ed "Sword Heart Mingyue 2" is called "Sword Heart Zhaoyue". Xie Lan just recorded the full version of the violin solo that he had just recorded the op in the past two days. Check it out and sent it to the studio without any problems. It was considered a small gift for him to celebrate the list of "Sword Heart 2" as soon as it was broadcast, and it was also a surprise to fans.

The door lock rang, and he withdrew his gaze from outside the window and took off his headphones.

Dou Sheng pushed the express cart in, and there were piles of large boxes and small boxes, with an ems large envelope at the top.

"What is this?" Xie Lan sat up and asked.

"Score." Dou Sheng muttered, "The admission notice is coming, and the Education Bureau has sent me the results."

The hidden scores of the college entrance examination are to eliminate the speculation of top scorers and the recruitment of famous schools. We hope that high-scoring candidates can apply rationally based on their professional preferences and try to avoid external interference. The hidden scores of h Province will not be hidden forever. After the application application is completed, the score letter and ranking information will be mailed to the candidates' homes by the Provincial Education Bureau.

Xie Lan's sleepiness in the afternoon suddenly disappeared, "Display it open and take a look."

Dou Sheng tore open the sealing tape of the express envelope and opened it in and glanced in, "Just one piece of paper, it's very untidy and perfunctory."

"Have you met your expectations?" Xie Lan stood up and walked to Dou Sheng.

He was a little nervous, much more nervous than when he found his speechless 646 score.

——Dou Sheng swam around 725 to 733 all year round. Dozens of simulation exams can't escape the difference between 8 points. For most top students, early 730 is a ceiling, because the main points that are thrown up are Chinese and English essays, and they cannot be forced.

Dou Sheng said after evaluating the score in the college entrance examination that he did a good job in Chinese this time and hoped to get 735.

Dou Sheng rubbed his hand on his pants, quickly opened it and glanced inward, and closed the envelope with a snap.

"How many?" Xie Lan looked at him.

“Only see one.”

"1?" Xie Lan was stunned, "What 1?731? No way?"

741 is unrealistic. If there is 1, it can only be 731.

During the few seconds when Dou Sheng didn't say anything, Xie Lan had already prepared words to comfort him.

T University gave Dou Sheng the conditions to target science in the international class of law. He didn't have to study for one year of economics first. Now the admission results have been issued, and the notice will be here in the past two days. Even if the score does not meet expectations, there is nothing to be uncomfortable.

"Province Ranking 1." Dou Sheng replied, simply grabbed the paper from the envelope and glanced at it, "Oh, 738, okay,"

Xie Lan was shocked and felt like he was riding a roller coaster, "738? So high?"

Dou Sheng nodded and glanced at Xiaofen and muttered: "English is actually full, Chinese 138 is considered to be a new record."

As he said, he took out his cell phone and took a random shot. He sent it into a small group at home, stuffed the paper into the envelope and threw it to the side, "Satisfied, I'm over! Come and unbox it with me. I bought several new shots."

What box to open?

Xie Lan took out the transcript and looked carefully several times.

The production of the Education Bureau is particularly simple. The information about Dou Sheng’s candidates and school is written in black and white, one score bar, one province ranking, and one red chapter below.

It's gone, that's all.

Xie Lan put the light paper on the coffee table, adjusted a filter, took a serious photo and sent it to the group again.

Zhao Wenying quickly replied to her smiling expression: "Thank you, Lanlan, I can see it clearly, and the previous picture shows a heavy shadow. I thought it was Wutong's physical examination report."

Xie Lan lowered his head and typed: "When will Aunt Zhao come back?"

Zhao Wenying replied: "I have to go to next week, I'm speechless. If you two open the admission notice, you can record a video for me."

Xie Lan: "Okay Aunt Zhao, sure."

Dou Sheng whistled and dismantled the express delivery. He seemed quite happy, but that was it.

He violently unboxed the box, opened the original packaging box of the camera inside, and moved gently, carefully picked up the camera from the box and inspected it carefully.

"Will you go to school later?" he asked casually: "Old Hu just said that the admission notice has arrived, so he asked to get it as soon as possible."

"So quickly?" Xie Lan glanced at his phone, "It just so happened that He Xiu said he would come back to see the teacher with his friend and asked if he wanted to have dinner together."

Dou Sheng said, "Okay, I'll go after the demolition."

Xie Lan put down his phone and said, "Wait for me for a while."

He went back to the room to take a shower and changed his clothes. When he walked downstairs by the mirror, Yu Guang caught the silhouette and suddenly realized that his white T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-

He was a little tired after running the offline event of "Shao Shi 2" two days ago. He came back and fell asleep for several days. His hair was long and his eyes were covered, and he seemed to share the same outline with his boyfriend.

Like twins.

Dou Sheng just finished packing the express cardboard box, looked at Xie Lan, then lowered his head and glanced at the exact same clothes and pants on his body.

He was suddenly happy, "Will you go?"

"Let's go." Xie Lan nodded seriously, as if nothing had happened.

The admission letter was loaded in the exclusive express envelope of T University. As soon as he touched the purple glossy skin, Xie Lan unconsciously raised the corners of his lips. The incident of getting into his mother's university suddenly felt real. He held the envelope and touched it. The school logo was three concentric circles, a five-pointed star in the center, and the school building was printed below. The surrounding flowers were surrounded by the school beauties, and the school beauties were redbuds.

Although I have been training at T University for a while and even bought a campus cultural shirt in advance, I know these logo elements well, but it is different from the admission letter.

Dou Sheng whispered to Hu Xiujie and explained a few scores and rankings. Hu Xiujie smiled and said, "You two are here to dismantle the notice? Then he held me and took a photo with me. Teacher Ma is there too, so I will call him."

Dou Sheng looked at Xie Lan after hearing this. Xie Lan took off his shoulder bag, "Okay, no problem."

He thought that the teachers might make such requests, so he prepared very well. He not only brought a camera to take a video and sent it to Aunt Zhao, but also brought his mother's account for the senior year of high school and her admission letter that year, which also allowed her mother to watch him be admitted with her own eyes.

He had never seen the notice from that year before. It was in the luggage that Xie Jingming brought last time. Perhaps Xie Jingming deliberately took it out and kept it for him to collect it.

Hu Xiujie held the camera, "Which one should I press?"

"It's already recorded. Just make sure that Dou Sheng and I are both on the screen."

Xie Lan said and looked at Dou Sheng, and Dou Sheng smiled, "You first."

"good."

Xie Lan took a light breath and tore open the express envelope. There was a thick stack of information inside. The front was a large purple hard shell document.

Xie Lan carefully spread it out, and the solemn and formal words of T-U University admission notice were vividly displayed on the paper. What appeared together was a 3D paper sculpture popping up on the flat admission notice. T-U University campus gate stood on the admission notice, tilting towards him, silently and solemnly welcoming the upcoming students.

Xie Lan was stunned for a while. This notice was completely different from Xiao Langjing's "one piece" notice back then. It actually had such a sophisticated and complex craftsmanship.

He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he just stretched out his fingertips and gently touched the school gate. He couldn't help but hold it up and look at the mechanism where it stood and put it away.

【Student Xie Lan:

Admit you to study in Mathematics and Applied Mathematics major in our school. Please report to the school with this notice]

"Do you like it?" Dou Sheng asked in a low voice.

He had not opened his own notice yet. He held the purple envelope in one hand, and put the other hand in his pants pocket as usual, standing beside Xie Lan and looking at him with a smile.

Xie Lan nodded, lowered her eyes and looked at the envelope in his hand, "Look at yours."

"Same." Dou Sheng said with a smile, "It must be exactly the same."

【Student Dou Sheng:

Admit you to our school’s international law class (science targeted) major. Please report to the school with this notice]

Hu Xiujie was so excited that he sent a message to Lao Ma to come over and asked him to bring a student who took photos.

Dou Sheng casually picked up the notice and gestured to his chest. Xie Lan did the same. Taking advantage of Hu Xiujie turning around and working on other things, he secretly took out the admission notice of his mother that year, clamped it with his fingers behind his notice, and held it in his chest together.
To be continued...