The soft kiss was imprinted on the cheek, and it only stayed for a moment before leaving in a panic, but it seemed to leave a lingering imprint.
The dotted lights of the campsite were extinguished, and the wind whistled behind him, through the thin top, and fluttered on the somewhat hot skin. Xie Lan splashed water on his face next to the faucet in the camp. The cold water brushed over his skin and awakened him for a while, but he was soon counterattacked by more arrogant heat.
Dou Sheng was not far behind him, watching him stepping on the sand and stones on the ground to return to the tent after washing.
After a tossing day, all the boys fell asleep, and the tent was pitch black, except for two empty sleeping bags near the door.
Xie Lan opened one of them and lay down, and Dou Sheng also came in from the outside after a while.
In the dark, Dou Sheng went to the place where the luggage was piled up and rustled for a while, then walked up to him and dropped something.
It was a vest, the exact same one that Zhao Wenkai bought for them.
"Wear this to sleep, be more comfortable."
Dou Sheng whispered, took off his T-shirt, and put on another vest.
Xie Lan hummed, took off her clothes, put on a vest, and got into her sleeping bag.
The quality of the temporary sleeping bags bought in the camp store is average. There are zippers on both sides. After all the sleeping bags are zipped up, the two sides of the sleeping bag will tilt up, sandwiching people in the middle.
Xie Lan turned over a few times in the sleeping bag, and silently opened the zipper on the right side.
"Good night," he whispered.
Dou Sheng hummed in a low voice, "I'm almost falling asleep."
Everything was silent, except for the sound of the wind outside.
This campsite is next to a village, and it is neither covered by tall buildings nor backed by mountains and forests. The wind is getting louder and howling outside.
Xie Lan closed his eyes for a while, and felt a cold wind blowing in along the side seam of the sleeping bag, and the warmth that had just been stored with his body temperature faded away quickly.
Surrounded by Dou Sheng's even breathing, he endured it for a while and became colder and colder, so he silently reached out to touch the clothes thrown between the two of them, and dragged them into the sleeping bag.
Struggling to put on his clothes, Xie Lan heaved a sigh of relief and turned over.
After a few seconds, he opened his eyes again.
Damn, it's wrong.
He huddled in his sleeping bag a little suffocated, pulled up his collar and smelled it.
It's the mint flavor of Dou Sheng's shower gel. The smell is very strong. It stays on the T-shirt even after a day of walking.
He closed himself in the sleeping bag for a while, then reached out to touch his own. The moment his hand was placed on the familiar soft fabric, a hand suddenly came up.
Dou Sheng's breathing was still very even, no different from when Xie Lan thought he was asleep just now.
But his palm was very hot. He covered Xie Lan's hand between the two of them, and gently pinched his finger bones.
Xie Lan paused, closed his eyes, turned his hand upwards, and squeezed his fingers into his.
Hearing the breathing of the friends around him, he squeezed Dou Sheng's hand hard, and Dou Sheng's fingers passed between his fingers, gently drawing circles on the back of his hand.
After a while, Xie Lan blushed and opened his eyes, struggling a bit.
It's childish and annoying to do tricks while your friends are sleeping.
In the darkness, there was suddenly a very light footstep approaching, Xie Lan looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a dark shadow walking between him and Dou Sheng at some point, Dou Sheng also reacted, and suddenly let go. He took his hand, but before he could take it away, a force that had shaken Xie Lan for a whole year suddenly pressed down on his hand.
There was a silent scream in Xie Lan's chest.
The car made a sound, and muttered in a low voice, "What the hell did I step on?"
Xie Lan: "..."
Dou Sheng: "..."
Che Ming turned around in puzzlement, took the phone out of his pocket after fumbling for a long time, and shook it between the sleeping bags of the two of them.
There was nothing on the ground, only a ball of white T-shirt.
He breathed a sigh of relief, turned off his phone, groped for the door curtain, lifted it, and went out.
Xie Lan touched his trampled hand in the sleeping bag, speechless.
The car doesn't look fat at ordinary times, but when it comes up, it can crush people's hands. It's a good thing his hand was down just now
On the other hand, Dou Sheng is the poor man who faces the hurt directly.
They didn't talk anymore, Xie Lan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and calmly prepared to sleep.
A few minutes later, Che Ziming came back from the toilet, yawned, walked between the two of them, and squatted down.
"You can freeze to death."
He muttered and touched Xie Lan's sleeping bag for a while, touched the zipper, and pulled Xie Lan's open side mouth shut with a sound of "Zi-".
Then he turned around in a squatting position, touched Dou Sheng's sleeping bag again, and said "Zi--" skillfully.
"Is that right, Dad loves you."
Che Ziming yawned, staggered and rolled away with a little drunken insanity.
It was quiet again in the tent. Xie Lan was tied into the sleeping bag speechlessly, and after a while, he suddenly heard Dou Sheng's low laughter.
He said indifferently: "Stop laughing, it's so noisy."
"sorry."
Dou Sheng apologized, but laughed even more happily. He turned over with difficulty, and suppressed his laughter in the sleeping bag.
*
Waking up the next day, Xie Lan felt pain all over his body as if he had been broken up. The bus was going to take them from the campsite to the scenic area of the Three Gorges Hydropower Station. The journey took more than an hour. Everyone had breakfast on the bus and chatted noisily.
Che Ziming knelt on his seat, turned his head and scolded Xie Lan, and said, "You look like a young master. You didn't pull your sleeping bag last night. It's easy to catch a cold, you know?"
Xie Lan looked at him faintly: "I don't know."
Che Ziming puffed out his chest contentedly, and stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder, "Fortunately, I hooked you up, you're welcome. Oh, I also hooked up Dou Zi, you both have the same virtue."
Dou Sheng was rubbing the bridge of his nose with his head down, his hair covered his expression, he seemed to be waking up, but actually he couldn't help laughing until his hands trembled.
Liu Yixuan suddenly shouted: "Hey, that house dance video passed the review yesterday afternoon, and I forgot to watch it. An outdated Internet celebrity like Lian DANCE can actually be on the homepage!"
Yu Fei immediately got up and walked towards her, "Show me."
Everyone came forward one after another, Xie Lan was in pain all over, he was too lazy to move, and Dou Sheng sat in his seat with a casual smile.
"Shall we take a look together?" Dou Sheng asked in a low voice insincerely.
Xie Lan paused, "See for yourself."
After saying they like each other, there seems to be a subtle hesitation between the two, and the distance seems to be a little further than before.
Xie Lan subconsciously glanced at the crowd. Fortunately, the group of people gathered together to look at their phones, and no one looked back.
In fact, it doesn't matter if you look back, he and Dou Sheng sat in their seats well, just like usual.
Only people with ghosts in their hearts scare themselves.
Xie Lan breathed a sigh of relief, put on the headphones and refreshed the homepage, and after a few times, he saw the video in the upper left corner.
"Fall in love with DANCE with my classmates on my birthday | Four men and two women | Campus house dance"
The warm and joyful melody sounded with the opening screen, which is a mixed cut of everyone dancing solo. Liu Yixuan started, Xie Lan and Dou Sheng happened to be two at the end, and the music caught the movement of hands swimming on the side of the face. One right, smooth connection.
After the prelude, the human voice started to sing, and the screen showed six people dancing together in the air corridor. Xie Lan was the far left in the front row of the formation, and Dou Sheng watched with a smile behind him. The pictures of different member combinations are constantly interspersed, and the barrage is very friendly, and almost everyone is praised-
Dream linkage-
Dou Zi and Xie Lan? -
It's actually in the same class as Croissant Sauce! -
Love DANCE, Ye Qinghui-
Lan Zai said no all over his face, laughing to death-
Beans are really good at twisting-
Lan Zai's waist sucks and sucks-
The legs are really long, I'm dead-
Hearing the waves, he moved. The two girls are so cute too!
Liu Yixuan said a word on the day of filming, thousands of people face thousands of faces, and it was indeed reflected in the video.
Without deliberate expression management, everyone retains their own characteristics. Liu Yixuan has a sweet smile, and every action is up to standard. Dong Jingjing was gentle and restrained, Dai You's body movements were not quite
Skilled, but suave demeanor hides embarrassment. Yu Fei's face is usually downcast, but his expression is very serious. It's no problem for someone who has learned Sanda to dance a few house dance moves, and there is a kind of beauty that combines rigidity and softness. Dou Sheng, on the other hand, was flying all the way, smiling and doing business, which was in stark contrast to the expressionless tool guy Xie Lan in front of him.
They danced together in the glass corridor of the campus, and then slowly walked down the outdoor stairs, leaving footprints on the long sycamore tree-lined avenue.
In the pas de deux, Xie Lan and Dou Sheng were blown away by the barrage in those few seconds-
Laughing to death, Lan Zai looks like he wants to kill someone-
Lanzai if you get kidnapped you blink-
Every time Douzi looks back with enthusiasm, he is killed by his eyes-
Douzi: Gradually doubting life-
Bean: The smile fades away-
Lan Zai: Damn it's annoying-
Lan Zai: Where am I, what am I doing, who is this hippie smiling face!
Xie Lan looked at the barrage and laughed at his indifference, feeling a little guilty.
Because it was difficult for some handsome guys to admit it, he did put on a face that he was owed money during the tandem dance that day. Dou Sheng danced into noodles in the air with his long arms and legs, and seemed to be eager to poke him, but was caught again. His cold face dissuaded him.
Xie Lan glanced at Dou Sheng, Dou Sheng's screen happened to be in this section, pressed pause, leaned over and whispered: "The sense of CP is too strong."
Xie Lan was startled: "What?"
"The meaning of CP is that they look like a couple." Dou Sheng whispered in his ear, "I didn't feel that way when I watched the first film, but it's a bit obvious in the final film. That's it, if I'm a fan, I can make up my mind Wanzi small theater."
Xie Lan's heart began to feel anxious again, he moved to the side with some anxiety, leaning against the cold car window, "That's because you have ghosts in your heart."
"If you don't believe me, you just wait." Dou Sheng snorted, "It's been almost a whole day since the video was posted, just my group of fans' strong ability to make trouble..."
Xie Lan ignored him, and when he retreated to his seat, he couldn't help picking up the phone again.
He turned his phone sideways in his direction, found the handwritten video of the Thousand-Layer Routine on the cache page, clicked on it to refresh, and it actually showed P2.
"Love Cycle | dmem: Don't Stare"
Introduction: Chicken blood update in the early morning of 0502, complementing the interaction between the two in the latest class house dance, BGM "Love Cycle"
Knew it.
Xie Lan has been secretly following this account for a long time. He is very dedicated to his work as he is on the front line of his and Dou Sheng's colleagues.
He glanced at Dou Sheng, leaned back against the car window expressionlessly, and clicked play.
The video simply and rudely plays the 16-second duet dance between him and Dou Sheng in the house dance video in a loop. Through editing, the movements are in sync with the new music points. The original sound track and the subtitles are filled in with reprinted lyrics.
"Se~no!
stop staring at me
I said stop staring
At least don't shout Lanlan, Lanlan at the same time."
"Avoid at least 10,000 times with a blank face
Every time I peek I get caught by me
Peeping eyes? Peek at the cheeks?
But, it's strange, there seems to be something wrong."
"Speaking of which, although they are obviously boys
Just keep an eye on ten thousand years
can be your boyfriend
Then let me work hard for it!
look look look look
see him indifferent
Just a blind eye can give me more power
look look look look
If only he could smile back once in a while
I will immediately be happy to go to heaven~"
"What are you looking at?" Dou Sheng suddenly came over.
Xie Lan didn't hold the phone, threw it up, caught it in a hurry, and locked the screen with a cold face.
He was still singing repeatedly in the earphones, and he said coldly in the sweet BGM: "Don't affect my study."
Dou Sheng was taken aback, "Go out to play and study? Online classes?"
Xie Lan hummed, turned her back to him with her mobile phone, and turned on the screen again.
he is full of
With love overflowing from the screen, he said calmly: "Appreciation and analysis of Su Dongpo's poems."
"..." Dou Sheng frowned for a while, "Give me appreciation too?"
Xie Lan immediately retracted the phone again, and said angrily: "Go away, I will fail Chinese."
Dou Sheng was silent for a moment, "Did you pass?"
Xie Lan didn't answer, and stared at the two people dancing on the screen with a serious expression of earnest study, and when Dou Sheng turned away inexplicably, he hooked the corners of his lips.
This video is really good, even better than Liu Yixuan's feature film.
It's a pity that each account can only contribute one key three times.
According to the plan, Xie Lan will also perform a performance and shoot at the hydropower station. It was only early morning when we entered the scenic spot, taking advantage of the lack of people, Dou Sheng took out the drone and flew it.
The drone followed Xie Lan, as if from the perspective of Dou Sheng's boyfriend. This recognition made Xie Lan a little uncomfortable standing in the sun, he was still wearing Dou Sheng's T-shirt from yesterday by mistake, and subconsciously hugged the violin tightly.
In the bright early morning of the Three Gorges, the aerial perspective opened up the empty and spectacular vista, and then returned to the end of the dam, showing a shining close-up of the young man in white playing the piano in the sun.
...
After returning from Yichang, Xie Lan obviously felt that he was getting more and more popular in station B. The house dance video seemed to be a kind of warm-up, and it was posted on the homepage in time for the holidays, and the three main creators all gained a wave of followers.
Immediately afterwards, on the penultimate day after the holiday ended, he and Dou Sheng cut out the video of the trip, rushing to complete the submission before the deadline for the #人心激的音乐# event.
"OP Rearrangement-On the Top of the Red Flame|Three Gorges of the Yangtze River|Xie Lan Focus"
Dou Sheng's editing ability and lens language have become more and more proficient. With the blessing of aerial photography, simple outdoor performances have been passionately created into a blockbuster of human geography and art.
The camera flies freely in the canyon, the eagle hits the sky, the stream murmurs, and the mountains and forests rustle in the wind. The music progresses gradually, and the scenery of the Yangtze River Canyon and the figure of the boy playing independently in the mountains are intertwined with the rhythm of the music.
The passages of the Three Gorges Dam and Baima Canyon are spliced smoothly, merging a flood discharge scene in a documentary, the stormy waves hit the shore, the huge water waves wash away in the silence, and the sound of the rumbling water, the violin's sobs smoothly brought out , the teenager in the corner of the screen plays quietly, the soundtrack of the piano sound covers all the upper layers of sound, colliding with echoes in the canyons and mountains, and is carried further away by the wind.
At the end, the backs of a group of people from the valley fade out, and the people in front are talking and laughing, gradually becoming small black spots in the distance in the camera. Xie Lan was alone in the close-up, with his violin on his back, walked to the exit of the canyon and looked back, the wind was blowing the boy's black hair dancing in the air, there was a little light in those black eyes, and there was a faint smile, followed by The music stops abruptly on the last note.
...
This song "On the Top of the Red Flame" was carefully polished by Xie Lan. The melody variation and movement structure are full of ingenuity. He was questioned about his skills before, so he simply increased the difficulty by a million points in the rhythm interspersed and the use of bows. This song lived up to expectations, and the video exploded soon after it came out. "HBlood" is even stronger, the video has been circulated on various platforms for a while, and with the help of a certain youth league committee, the speed of the increase in the number of views has far exceeded the level of fans of the two, in the words of Dou Sheng , This is called "out of the circle".
The most obvious feeling brought to Xie Lan by going out of the circle is that the speed of fan growth is almost difficult to measure. Within a day, the number of fans has increased by hundreds of thousands, and various businesses have crowded private messages. The owls were happier than him and Dou Sheng, discussing thousands of items vigorously in the class.
The day before school starts, students return to school for evening self-study as usual. Just as Xie Lan packed up his things on the seat, Liu Yixuan ran over and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Zhenzhan Zhibao!"
Xie Lan looked up in astonishment, "What?"
Liu Yixuan shook his mobile phone, "If you are included in the station, you must scan it. Look at the private message. It is said that there will be an operation notice."
The video was only played over ten million times in the afternoon, and the operation notice of this meeting has been quietly lying in the private message. Xie Lan followed the hot spots on the homepage and entered the [must check when entering the station] column. It was a golden page, and the video of him and Dou Sheng was placed in the "New "Jin Treasure Treasure" column, almost in the middle.
The cover of the video is his
In the close-up of bowing and drooping eyes on the top of the mountain, the platform stamped a line of golden achievement notes on the top of the cover for him-"A masterpiece of harmony between natural scenery and humanistic music, just a young man with blood, triggering an upsurge of replays throughout the site."
Dou Sheng came in from the outside, carrying two cups of milk tea in his hands, and put one cup on Xie Lan's table.
"That's great, Ermao." He clicked his tongue, "How many hundred players will not be able to get the honor of entering the station, keep this momentum, this year's music district's annual top 100, you will definitely occupy a place."
Xie Lan raised her eyebrows upon hearing this, "Are you depressed?"
Dou Sheng smiled, "Of course I'm not depressed, I edited this video."
As he spoke, he leaned closer to Xie Lan's ear, breathed on Xie Lan's earlobe, and said in a low voice, "But my boyfriend wants to reward me."
There were people coming and going in the class, representatives of various subjects were urging homework, Che Ziming and Wang Gou were talking double-mouthed cross talk beside each other.
The evening breeze was obviously cool, Xie Lan was sitting by the window, but he felt the heat starting to spread downwards from the base of his ears.
In fact, in the past few days since he came back, he hasn't had much close contact with Dou Sheng, and he even talks less than before.
There seemed to be a subtle string between the two of them, and there was a great sense of tension every time they approached.
Dou Sheng sat up straight again, resting his hands on the table, turning the pen round and round, looking at Xie Lan with a smile.
After a long time, Xie Lan said calmly: "What reward do you want?"
"You have a million fans, little friend Xie Lan." Dou Sheng stretched out the pen, and gently poked Xie Lan's wrist with one end, "Do you know what the practice of UP million fans at station B is?"
"Um?"
Xie Lan's heart, which had been divided by the pen, came back again. He looked at Dou Sheng, and suddenly had a familiar bad feeling.
Sure enough, Dou Sheng glanced at the back door, poked the phone twice, pushed it over, and winked at him.
Taobao order page.
It was still the JK shop where Dou Sheng ordered a DK uniform for male high school students, dark black and gray uniform pants, with a light gray shirt, and a milky white tie of the same color as the previous JK uniform.
Xie Lan's pupils trembled: "What do you mean?"
"I'm almost two million followers." Dou Sheng lazily lay on his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "It's really annoying to increase the followers so fast, and I was urged to die not long ago for women's clothing, but fortunately, I have someone to accompany me this time. "
Xie Lan suffocated for a while, "...the person you mentioned had better not be me."
"It's you, who else but you." Dou Sheng muttered on his shoulder, "Isn't it okay to wear a DK outfit for you? I'll do JK. I've already thought about the plot, the private time between Douzi Xiaohua and Xie Lan Xiaocao .Our goal is to blow up station B."
Xie Lan: "..."
Can you hit someone?
"The tragic time when Douzi Xiaohua was beaten by Xie Lan Xiaocao"
Destroy it, together.