Million UP School God Plays Me Every Day [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 6 Chinese

Dou Sheng beside him turned his head to the other side, Xie Lan glanced at him, and found that the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, as if he was holding back a smile.

Xie Lan looked back indifferently.

"Ah..." Che Ziming immediately comforted him, "Then maybe the progress of chemistry is faster in China, it's okay, you're easy to catch up with."

Xie Lan didn't want to recall the large set of blank science papers, so she tugged at her schoolbag and said nothing.

"Alas, herring, look at the school gate." Che Ziming went to poke at the door again: "Chen Ge has already packed everything."

There were people coming and going outside the school gate, the car clearly said that it was the boy sitting by the back door during the day, thin and sharp, Xie Lan had eye contact with him once in the morning, those eyes were obviously beautiful, but very dark.

"He will have to leave this time." Dai You said with some regret: "Back then, he was ranked second in the city in the senior high school entrance examination, but he and Dou Zi were also called the double heroes of the fourth class."

Che Ziming said in a low voice: "I still remember how high-spirited he was on the first day of high school. Who would have thought... I hope he can also bottom out and rebound, just like our family..."

Dou Sheng suddenly interrupted: "What are you doing talking about others, you can die of idleness."

He raised his hand and stuffed something into Xie Lan's palm, "I'll give you a present, don't tell my mom about the fight today."

Xie Lan spread out his palms and looked at the dead leaf with a cold face.

Never say anything, just write a letter to your mother. Chinese-English bilingual.

However, the fact is that Zhao Wenkai didn't go home at all. It is said that there were three consecutive rounds of entertainment tonight.

Xiao Ma bought Cantonese-style dim sum for the two of them as a midnight snack. Dou Sheng didn't eat at the restaurant, so he took a box of puffs and went back to his room.

Xie Lan went upstairs after supper, passed by Dou Sheng's door, the door was not closed, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the room.

Dou Sheng's room was much bigger than his. The furniture is only a simple bed and table. There are several high and low studio lights in the open space. The largest one is more than 1.2 meters in diameter. There are a variety of lenses, heads, tripods, and some entangled ones in the trolley beside it. There is also a large box for the power strip and the battery.

Dou Sheng was adjusting the light stand with his back to the door, and the puffs were at hand. He picked one up and threw it into his mouth. After three seconds, he tilted his neck, and the puffs disappeared.

Xie Lan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and poked open the small pink TV icon that he had just downloaded.

Dou Sheng turned back to pick up something and was startled again, "I'll go, why are you walking so silently?"

Xie Lan asked: "Are you doing eating video?"

Dou Sheng was taken aback, "What?"

"Similar to this kind-" Xie Lan picked up the words he recognized on the screen and read: "Deep... deep what a huge mouth, human flesh... picking, is it reading picking, human flesh deboning machine? Iron pot stock, no, stew, Stew yourself in an iron pot?"

"..." Dou Sheng had a dazed expression on his face.

"Today the car clearly said that you have millions..."