I only took a small sip of the white wine. It was better to say that I was drunk and I was dizzy for a moment.

Xie Lan was already a little awake when he arrived at the school gate. Dou Sheng was negotiating with the security guard. He sighed and turned on his cell phone.

There was a bright red reminder on Messenger, and Xie Jingming sent another message.

-Dad heard that you did well in math. Congratulations.

- The competition is indeed a way to go, but there are risks. If you can't go to the university you like, it's better to come back to participate in AMC. You? There is hope for applying for Oxford and Cambridge, so consider it yourself.

-Lanlan, you are no longer a child. You have to learn to get along with the unhappy things in life. Dad and Elizabeth will not have the next plan in the short term. You can come back and get along with her first? Just like a friend? Try it.

Xie Lan saw that the front was still in a stable mood. As soon as the word "Elizabeth" appeared, he pulled the software off the spot.

The more Xie Jingming did this, the more he planned to operate with the woman for a long time. Xie Lan frowned and pulled the neckline of the T-shirt and slapped it, feeling a little confused.

After passing the security guard's level, Dou Sheng asked, "What's wrong? How bad is your face?"

Xie Lan was silent for a while before whispering: "It's okay? I just read a few messages from my dad."

When talking about Xie Jingming, Dou Sheng didn't ask any more questions. He put his hands in his pocket, as if he was thinking about something? It also seemed like he was simply emptying.

Xie Lan was in a mood for a long time before finally clicking on the software and responding to Xie Jingming.

-You? What do you want? It has nothing to do with me?, I won't go back.

He immediately exited after clicking to send, and simply uninstalled the software temporarily, and then he let out a long sigh.

Dou Sheng suddenly thought and said softly, "I want to shoot a hard-core record of a domestic high school. It is a relatively long-term plan. You can first put a pilot film forecast, then slowly find materials, and then release the film at the end of the semester."

The topic appeared a little abruptly, and Xie Lan's reaction was half a beat slower, "Ah?"

Dou Sheng looked at him, "I want you to cooperate with the main line, see if you want to play it or not. This kind of video must have a program effect, and sometimes it will be played more. I think, maybe life is not enough for you now, and when you are really dominated by high school life, you will not care so much about that."

Xie Lan doesn’t understand what kind of mental grip is dominated by life. He frowned and digested for a while, “Is it similar to a documentary of the survival of overseas returnees from me as the perspective?”

Dou Sheng was happy, "Almost, the record of domestic high school survival for overseas returnees, yes, that's it."

Xie Lan fell into silence, and the alcohol seemed to be a little bit overwhelmed, and she was drowsy.

"It's nothing wrong." He raised his hand and rubbed his temples that were vaguely thumping, "But I'm very hard to produce a show effect."

"That's not necessarily. You agree, and leave the rest to me." Dou Sheng smiled mysteriously, "Speak first? OK, don't be really angry."

Xie Lan glanced at him, and a bad premonition arose in his heart?

Four people walked across the main rostrum and front playground in a scattered manner, turned from the east of the teaching building, and the dormitory building was not far from the front.

Xie Lan asked again as she walked, "How to define hardcore high school life?"

Dou Sheng didn't reply, Xie Lan continued to walk forward, "Do you mean? Academic pressure, or... "

Before he finished speaking, his arm was suddenly grabbed by Dou Sheng, and Dou Sheng said coldly: "For example, the person in front of you is enough to define the hard core."

When Xie Lan heard this, he raised his head blankly and his whole body froze.

Not far away, Dai You and Wang Gouzun were next to the window of the dormitory in the legend. Hu Xiujie was next to them, with his face reflected by the moonlight, and his expression was unforgettable.

She squeezed out from her teeth with air conditioning word by word, "The first time this semester is the night of no return, and the ones she found were you? Four of you."

The dormitory manager quickly flipped the record list next to him, "Director? Wait, let me see which class they are from!"

"It's from my class." Hu Xiujie said?.

The hand of the dormitory tube is stiff in the wind.

Hu Xiujie took a deep breath and his energy sinks into his dantian-

"Everyone has stood up on the wall!!!"

Xie Lan was stunned by this and for a moment. I don’t know which link was wrong, so I could only subconsciously imitate Dou Sheng and leaned against the rough wall of the dormitory building, with her shoulders and backs completely fitting, like a small biscuit pressed on a baking tray.

Dai You obviously rarely encounters this situation, let alone Wang Gou, and he has already started to tremble and want to cry. Only Dou Sheng is calm and even yawns softly.

"School Committee." Hu Xiujie said in a black face: "You? Tell me first? Let me tell me, what are you doing?"

Dai You whispered, "I'm sorry, teacher, we're going to have midnight snacks, we're late to come back."

"Eat midnight snack?" Hu Xiujie subconsciously sniffed, "The barbecue stall outside? Are you drinking?"

Xie Lan was shocked in his heart - Hu Xiujie guessed that the students were too accurate.

Dou Sheng replied to him from the side, "Teacher, are you? You smell it."

"Am I a dog?" Hu Xiujie was furious on the spot, his voice rising eight degrees. "No need to ask, I know? It was you who urged me! Who else except the three of them went to eat together? Is there any girl? Is there a child?"

Dou Sheng sighed, "There is Yu Fei, Che Ziming, this? Needless to say, you have to know? Others will be gone."

Xie Lan was aside, humbly learning Dou Sheng’s speaking skills.

Dou Sheng and Hu Xiujie are indeed very skilled in dealing with each other. They avoid all the things they should avoid ingeniously. Some things are very frank, and some are lying calmly. For example, Liu Yixuan is lying decisively. It is probably because they were exposed to the girl. The nature of the child is different.

Hu Xiujie glared at Dou Sheng for a long time, and his eyes twitched across his face and turned to Xie Lan.

Xie Lan suffocated his breath and immediately looked at his nose and nose.

"Have you drunk?" Hu Xiujie asked coldly.

Xie Lan remained silent for a while and said in a low voice, "Teacher, are you smelling it."

Hu Xiujie: "..."

Dou Sheng uttered a roar, and couldn't stand even if he stood up. He held his waist down from the wall, and was pushed back by Hu Xiujie. He slapped his palms all over his shoulders and arms.

"Oh, ah." Dou Sheng laughed and asked her to beat her, "Teacher, why are you hitting me? You? Hit him, will he anger you?"

Hu Xiujie scolded, "It's all for you to bring bad things! A good Xie Lan, when he first came, how well he was? What kind of person did you want to bring you?!"

Dou Sheng had no choice but to argue, "Are you very well-behaved now? Oh, okay, teacher, I was wrong..."

Dou Sheng was beaten for nothing. When Hu Xiujie calmed down, he wiped the tears of laughter. "I drank a little bit, and there was no cup in total. We six boys divided it, just one sip per person. I'll have a little more, two sips."

Hu Xiujie glared at him.

"Teacher, don't eat me." Dou Sheng quickly raised his hands, "We are just celebrating that Xie Lan got the first place in the city in mathematics, but the study pressure is a bit too high. Today, I was not in a good mood after the comprehensive science exam, so we wanted him to relax."

Hu Xiujie's face cleared a little, and he looked at Xie Lan, "Is there any pressure?"

Xie Lan had no choice but to nod.

"Oh." Hu Xiujie reached out and touched his hair and said, "The teacher knows that you are under great pressure, but Lao Ma should have told you, you are doing well in this math, competition, and you can do whatever school you want. The purpose of the exam is not to make students anxious, but just to train in another way. Do you think domestic students have been working hard for ten years, and they are all preparing for the last battle. Do you understand?"

Xie Lan was rubbed and turned dizzy, not understanding. But he tried hard to endure it and nodded, saying, "Okay teacher."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dou Sheng grabbed the phone and said with a look of his head down: "Anyway, we know? I'm wrong, I'm sorry, teacher!"

Dai You next to him also said immediately, "I won't dare to do it next time, I'm sorry, teacher!"

Wang Gou looked confused and lowered his head, "I'm sorry, teacher!"

Xie Lan secretly glanced at Hu Xiujie's expression.

Hu Xiujie's face was a little calmer than before, and he was a little helpless.

After a long time, she sighed and said, "Okay, don't let me catch it again."

"Get orders." Dou Sheng immediately turned his head and said, "Good night, teacher."

"Stop." Hu Xiujie said coldly behind him: "Have you left? Can I warn you, my affairs are only one time. If I hear about it again in this semester, you will not be home at night, and you will go to study for the country's national flag. Have you heard it?"

Dou Sheng nodded quickly and slipped away quickly, "Yeah, okay."

After entering the dormitory building, Xie Lan couldn't help asking, "Is the national flag review a domestic cultural feature?"

"It's Hu Xiujie's specialty. If you don't mess with her, it's okay?" Dou Sheng said, glanced at Xie Lan's depressed expression and smiled, "I really want to review, I'll write an article for you, don't worry."

When Liu Yixuan was willing to come back, Xie Lan immediately started to plan the lyrics, rehearse, and outdoor symphony planning was progressing very smoothly.

The live broadcast day is set for the last weekend before the training camp begins. The weather is sunny and the sky is blue. On the lawn of the playground, the violin, electric piano, pipa, and bamboo flute are each placed behind the music stand. A circle of cameras is set up around, and the formation is comparable to a media conference.

Dou Sheng and the guy who came to help explained a few words, and smiled at Xie Lan and said, "The lights are really good today. I can't tell that this lawn is artificial. I think it's a nationally famous park when I look at it."

Xie Lan nodded and looked through the views of each camera. Each instrument area has its own view and side view, and there are three cameras as a whole. He couldn't help feeling and sighed: "You brought all the cameras, right?"

"That's not, it's all over the bank."

Dou Sheng glanced around these long spears and short cannons, sighing, "I finally understood why I didn't save money after two years of UP."

Xie Lan asked, "I really need this? How much? It's just a twenty-minute live broadcast."

"It doesn't matter if the live broadcast is still available. Don't you still have to edit the video? Just this lineup, I'm sorry for everyone if you don't win three million videos."

Dou Sheng said, lifting up the tablet and continuing to draw. The screen is a musical instrument training institution that will be hung on the live broadcast screen later, which matches the topic of this issue.

Dou Sheng took the initiative to bring back this advertisement. Xie Lan and the others had just finished the rehearsal two days ago, and Dou Sheng suddenly said, "I found an advertiser and could make some money and share with everyone, and said, "I want to add a black tube to the band."

It doesn't matter if Xie Lan connects with promotion. The only thing she feels helpless is that although the brand appreciates his playing level, he values ​​Dou Sheng's fan base more. Although the live broadcast and video are pushed by Xie Lan later, Dou Sheng will forward it. The brand requires Dou Sheng to join the performance. It is not enough to just enter the frame, so he has to force him to add another electric piano.

But Dou Sheng himself only learned piano for two months. Xie Lan racked his brains and finally arranged twelve bars for him in three songs, hiding in the small orchestra to catch fish.

The violin Xie Lan, Mao Lengxue, the piano Dou Sheng, Dai You, the bamboo flute Liu Yixuan, and the pipa Dong Shuijing are all here.

Liu Yixuan and Dong Shuijing both wore Hanfu. Liu Yixuan was light pink and Dong Shuijing was light goose yellow. She looked very good when standing on the lawn.

Xie Lan took a look at it, and there were still ten minutes left.

"Who is the black tube?" he asked with a frown, "Have you given the score?"

Dou Sheng was still concentrating on beautifying the subtitles of the live broadcast room later, "Don't worry, I'll come, I'll tell him? I'll give him money."

Xie Lan was shocked, "You? You invited it for money?"

"You want this? What do you think? It seems that it's all. After all, if you don't have money, he will never come." Dou Sheng said, turning the tablet in the direction of Xie Lan, "Look, are you satisfied with this cartoon handwritten font?"

"Early summer Wutong | Small grass symphony | Class 2, 4, Yinghua Middle School"

Program list: "Tongchi", "The Carousel of Life", "Lanling King Entering the Formation Song", 10 minutes per round, 2 rounds of performance
To be continued...