Million UP school god plays me every day

Xie Lan's bedroom faces south on the second floor and is a suite with an independent bathroom.

Zhao Wenying pointed to the neighbor, "You are next to Douzi, if there is anything inconvenient to tell Auntie, just knock on his door."

Dou Sheng walked straight into the next room with his schoolbag hanging on one shoulder, bent his legs and kicked the door back.

"Poor kid." Zhao Wenying blocked the door, "I'm talking to you two, did you hear me?"

Only then did Dou Sheng raise his eyelids, "I didn't realize that he was talking to two people."

"Stop here." Zhao Wenying raised his hand and slapped him on the arm, "If you dare to make trouble for me, it's up to me to treat you."

Dou Sheng glanced at Xie Lan upon hearing the words, and told him very perfunctorily, "I have an exam tomorrow, go to bed early, and good night, ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm is he perfunctory to say,

"The exam tomorrow?" Xie Lan turned her head suddenly.

"That's right." Dou Sheng suddenly laughed, that bright smile that made one want to slap him to death.

He waved his pretty paw, first comparing a six and then a one, "Six major subjects can be done in one day."

Zhao Wenying slapped his paw with a pia, "I'm going to die, you didn't say it earlier!"

"I said I would take an exam." Dou Sheng had an innocent face.

"Did you say it's tomorrow?!"

Dou Sheng snorted and turned his attention to Xie Lan, "Chinese and Mathematics exam in the morning, 10 minutes to go to the bathroom in the middle. Comprehensive science in the afternoon, and self-study English in the evening."

Xie Lan choked for a while.

Zhao Wenying gritted her teeth and said, "Be a human being, there will still be fans like you."

Xie Lan was taken aback, "What fans?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Dou Sheng's face stiffened for a moment.

"No. I'm sleepy." He said, quickly flashed into the room, and slammed the door from the inside.

The door vibrated and a hanging sign fell down, reading "Business closed today".

Xie Lan: "..."

Zhao Wenying rolled her eyes and turned the sign around, "Don't pay attention to him, just knock on the door if you have something to do."

The reverse side of the sign reads: "Business: insert coins before knocking on the door".

Confused.

Zhao Wenying didn't stay long, and explained to Xie Lan where to change clothes, left a domestic mobile phone card and a bottle of "melatonin" and went out.

Xie Lan studied for a while before realizing that "melatonin" is melatonin, which helps to fight jet lag.But he doesn't plan to eat. Instead of forcing him to sleep all night, he might as well make a surprise attack and focus on the Chinese terms of mathematics and physics. He must be able to match the knowledge system in his mind, otherwise tomorrow will be over.

But the problem is that there is no material to look at.

On this trip, the conflict with Xie Jingming broke out, and he returned to China two months earlier than planned, and he brought very few things.A violin and a camera are a must, in addition to a mobile phone, a card case, and a few notebooks of my mother.

Now my phone is bricked and I can't do anything.

While he was stuffy, someone cleared his throat outside the door.

Dou Sheng's low voice sounded through a door, "Sleeping?"

"No."

Xie Lan stood up and opened the door.

Dou Sheng changed into his pajamas, and within a few minutes, he had already taken a shower, and his hair was soaked in water vapor.

He was already very white, and after taking a bath, he became even more white and glowing. He held a transparent plastic box with two black bread in his left hand, and an iPhone in his right hand.

He said slowly: "This is my last mobile phone, and the old data has been erased. I will lend it to you first. The wifi is already connected."

When I was worried about my mobile phone, the mobile phone came.

Xie Lan was a little confused.Picking up the phone is equivalent to receiving a favor from someone, and he is also the one who wishes him "youth, beauty, invincibility and loveliness".

But if there is no mobile phone, tomorrow's exam will be completely over.

"Would you like it?" Dou Sheng said lazily, "Isn't my speaking speed slow enough? Is your brain a little poorly connected?"

Xie Lan took the phone over and said lightly, "Thanks, I just transferred the money for the camera to you."

"Ah."

The conversation should end here, but Dou Sheng didn't leave, still leaning against his door frame, "Is there a jet lag? There are teaching materials in the drawer. If you don't sleep, you can rescue them."

Xie Lan replied subconsciously: "It's okay."

Dou Sheng snorted, "Whatever you want, whether you like it or not, I'm just a friendly reminder to see how you care about the exam."

After he finished speaking, he left, and just turned around and turned around again, "Isn't the lo mein delicious? Ms. Zhao Wenying likes to eat that stuff."

Xie Lan: "?"

He is really not used to eating, but if I remember correctly, this person ate three bowls.

The guy who was full of nonsense kept his face open and opened the plastic box.

"Dirty buns, do you want to eat?"

Xie Lan was taken aback, "What bag?"

Dou Sheng snorted, picked up one of the boxes, and put the box on the bedside table, "I'll give you one. Happy birthday, and be safe every year."

He slipped on his slippers, went back to the next door, raised his foot and kicked the door.

The sign that Zhao Wenying had just flipped over turned back again, and it changed back to "Business closes today".

Xie Lan looked at the sign for a while before closing the door.

The mobile phone is the last model, with top specs, and the condition is very new. It would be a waste to eliminate it.

The data synchronization is expected to take an hour and a half. He put the phone aside and his eyes fell on the plastic box next to him.

Layers of cocoa powder and chocolate sauce are layered, and they are alluring under the lights. It is nothing compared to the luxurious lo mein at night.

After staying there, the phone was connected, so there was nothing else to worry about.

He pulled out a paper towel and took out the bread.

The chocolate is really rich, bittersweet, solid and full.

Xie Lan stared at the data progress bar, unknowingly finished eating the bread, wiped off the crumbs on the table, and planned to take a shower first.

As soon as the bathroom light was turned on, a ghostly face appeared in the mirror.

"oh my..."

Mouth full of darkness.

"..."

Xie Lan was stunned, and tightly pursed her lips in front of the mirror.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, the phone finally recovered the data from the cloud. Xie Lan set the system language to Chinese, downloaded WeChat and registered an account.

After thinking hard about the nickname for a long time, I wrote Renaissance at first, and then looked up the dictionary and changed it to the Chinese character "Renaissance".

There is no avatar yet.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

The chat list lights up with a small red 1.

——"RJJSD" from "Nearby People" greeted you and left a message "Dou Sheng".

He doesn't know these two words, but the head portrait is a bean, Zhao Wenying seems to have called Dou Sheng that way, so it should be the one next door.

Isn't it closed today?

"You are already friends, let's chat now!"

There was a dead silence in the dialog box, no one spoke, and it was dead silent for 10 minutes.

Xie Lan casually clicked into his circle of friends, the content was set to be visible for only 3 days, it was empty, the background picture was a sycamore tree shot upside down, and there was a two-character signature underneath.

"No."

Xie Lan looked at it for a while and clicked out again, but the dialog box was still blank.

Is it really closed?

He pondered for a while, followed the operation prompts to bind the card, found the transfer function, and tried to transfer a sum of 3999 there.

The small orange envelope only existed for two seconds before it was quickly covered with a gray filter.

"Received." is displayed.

"..."

It looks like the business is closed, but the finances are still online.

The next day, Class [-] and [-] of the Yingzhong Bishop’s Building received a shocking news.

After the car cleared its buttocks, it rushed into the classroom with smoke, and the chattering people in the examination room were quieted down with a loud voice.

"A handsome guy entered Hu Xiujie's office with Dou Sheng!"

There was a moment of silence in the class, and after a long time the crowd exploded, "What handsome guy?"

"With Dou Sheng?"

"Did we bump into each other or hook up?"

Che Ziming spread his hands, "I didn't hook my shoulders, and I kept a little distance, but it's not like we met by chance, understand?"

The people below nodded violently.

Che Ziming pushed away the students in the aisle one by one, and trotted all the way to the side of the study committee member Dai You, "Did Dou Zi reveal anything? Did you fight with someone?"

Dai You, the study committee member, was tall and thin, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and a row of bottled coffee was placed on the table.

"I didn't say it."

"Ah this-"

The boy sitting behind Dai You cast a shy look at Che Ziming, "I'm still gossiping, the papers will be issued in 10 minutes, and the table hasn't been moved yet."

"Here we come." Che Ziming pulled the small table next to him out half a meter, and couldn't help turning his head and looking out through the back door after moving it, his eyebrows raised, "Dou Sheng is here—wait, that handsome guy Come too!"

A class of people turned their heads with a whimper, and more than 40 pairs of eyes shot out.

Xie Lan, who was standing at the back door of the classroom, suddenly felt a chill down his back, and when he turned around, forty owls stared at him with death.

He almost went limp.

The dean of the second grade of high school is Hu Xiujie. He has a serious expression and a cold tone. His clothes and hair are meticulously cut. He exudes a difficult feeling that both Chinese and Western people can perceive.

She cleared her throat at the back door, and more than 40 pairs of eyes turned back instantly. Everyone straightened their backs and looked forward.

Xie Lan seemed to hear a low laugh from Dou Sheng's throat next to him.

Turning around, he saw Dou Sheng's expression was indifferent, and he was looking at him as if nothing had happened.

Hu Xiujie said, "I've explained the basic situation to you. Didn't Dou Sheng tell you about today's placement test?"

Xie Lan nodded.

"The school doesn't know what level you are. There should be quite a difference between the UK and China. This exam is for class division and the purpose is to expand the echelon, so the intensity is relatively high. Just do your best." Hu Xiujie said, "It's almost the same after the exam. After three days of grades, even if you go to another class, three days is enough to get familiar with the environment."

Xie Lan understood part of it and nodded again.

Hu Xiujie pointed to the last row by the window, which was the only two desks that were next to each other in the entire classroom, and they had not been separated according to the requirements of the examination room.

"Just sit there with Dou Sheng first, and open the table to prepare for the exam."

Xie Lan walked into the classroom from the front door of the class, and more than 40 pairs of eyes stared at him.

Someone muttered in a low voice, like "Little Unlucky just came to take the exam", "Why did you come to Class [-] directly?" and other voices.

He pretended not to hear, passed behind the podium table, and Dou Sheng walked lazily in front of him.

Passing by the penultimate row, the boy on the left stopped Dou Sheng, "What's going on?"

Dou Sheng ignored it, and pulled out the last row of tables near the aisle by half a meter, and sat inside by himself, "Quiet the exam."

The boy turned his head towards Xie Lan without giving up, "Handsome guy, what's your name?"

"Xie Lan."

"Ah, nice to meet you. My name is Che Ziming. Where did you call?"

A boy who was not very happy turned his head and glared at the man, "If you want to be humiliated by Hu Xiujie, don't drag your new classmate into the water."

"Oh. I'm curious." The man rubbed his nose and retracted.

Hu Xiujie wrote on the blackboard that the time for the first exam was 7:30-10:00, and then split a stack of papers into six parts and passed them down from the front group.

The paper passed to Xie Lan just happened to be the last one, and the first one was almost two full pages, a total of three articles, each followed by three multiple choice or writing questions.

Xie Lan glanced roughly, and recognized more characters than expected, estimated to be more than half.But the topics are very convoluted, and it cannot be said that it is difficult to understand, it can only be said that it is not at all.

The most important thing is to be calm, he turned a page backwards.

The reading material on the second page is much shorter, only a few lines, unfortunately it is written in classical Chinese.

In the future, the poems will fill in the blanks and pass by.

The person who knows the current affairs is a handsome man. He quickly recognized the situation and turned the test paper to the last one, intending to get some points through the essay.

It is not called essay in China, it is called "composition".

Topic——

Mozi said: "Look at a person's country as if he were his country; look at a person's family as if he were his family; look at a person's body as if he were his own body."

British poet John Doth said: "No man is a self-contained, isolated island, every man is a part of a vast continent."

Requirements: Combining materials to complete an argumentative essay, with no less than 800 words.

Xie Lan was silent for a full minute while facing the few lines.

Then, he slowly pulled off the cap of his pen, and circled the only short sentence in the material that he could recognize and understand in its entirety - "No one is a whole by itself".

Ok.

But why.

How come people are not self-contained?

Someone beside him suddenly whispered slowly: "You can copy the reading on the composition paper."