The anime arrangement invitation Xie Lan had tossed aside only resurfaced in his mind several days later. He submitted his application right before the deadline.

He apologized to MR.X, briefly explaining that he occasionally couldn’t process Chinese text. The other party only sent back a sneering emoji.

MR.X: You’d better be.

MR.X: I knew anyone hanging out with Dou-zi couldn’t be a decent person.

MR.X: By the way, some public information about “Youth on Strings” is available now. I’ll send it to you.

“Youth on Strings” was produced by Lingxi Animation, which had the best reputation in the industry. The subject matter, plot, and art were all excellent. According to X’s friend, Lingxi had rated it ‘S’ internally, making it their bet for the next two years.

If he could get his name on the OST arrangement for this anime, setting aside everything else, his position as a top creator in the Bilibili music section would be secured.

MR.X: The performance is secondary. What they value most is the spiritual aura of your arrangement. Go for it, little brother.

Xie Lan looked at the chat box. “But actually, I haven’t studied arrangement. I just learned some necessary… uh, music theory when learning the violin?”

Dou Sheng nodded. “In Chinese, it’s called yue-li.”

Xie Lan gave an “oh”. “X said I would definitely pass, but he’s not sure what position I’ll get. There’s one main arranger and two co-creators. Only the main arranger gets to collaborate with the folk music master.”

“Don’t feel pressured,” Dou Sheng smiled. “Take whatever position you can get. Just treat it as fun, and you can even earn some money. How great is that.”

True.

Xie Lan set his mind at ease, packed up a few of his more satisfactory arrangements and original demos, sent them off, put on his headphones, and continued doing math problems.

Studying had been tough recently. Teacher Liang had finished the geometry section for provincial training, and Old Ma had taken over to teach number theory. The abstractness of the questions suddenly spiked, and even Xie Lan found it slightly difficult. besides the intensive training classes, Old Ma also assigned extra questions to the few students from Class 4 participating in the training. Xie Lan now spent every evening self-study session solely on math. Homework for other subjects had to be snatched up and finished during breaks like fighting a war, and he still had to leave some time in the morning and evening to catch up on Chinese on his own.

Dou Sheng had it much easier than him. He copied homework for all other subjects and even had free time to edit the basketball game videos. Occasionally, when Xie Lan’s brain went numb from memorizing classical Chinese, he would look up and zone out, inadvertently glancing at Dou Sheng, only to find him writing page after page in his planning notebook.

He wanted to see, but a certain someone covered it up. Clearly up to no good.

Finally enduring until Friday, a drizzle began to fall on the way home after school. Xie Lan draped Dou Sheng’s school uniform jacket over his head, zoning out amidst the fine curtain of rain.

Dou Sheng walked lazily in the rain, his right hand in his pocket. “Sleepy?”

“It’s okay,” Xie Lan said. Probably because they had training all day tomorrow, Old Ma hadn’t assigned extra homework today.

Dou Sheng laughed. “Then let’s stream together tonight. My package arrived.”

“What package?” Xie Lan looked blank.

Taking advantage of Che Ziming and the others chatting about math, Dou Sheng quickly leaned into his ear and whispered, “Your DK uniform arrived.”

“!”

All drowsiness vanished.

Xie Lan immediately turned his head to look at Dou Sheng’s bulging schoolbag.

When they left the dorm this morning, Dou Sheng had stuffed a bunch of things into his bag. At the time, Xie Lan thought his conscience had kicked in and he was bringing some homework home to do. He didn’t expect it to be the “School Beauty” equipment.

Xie Lan looked at him expressionlessly for a while, then stiffly turned his head away. “I haven’t mentally prepared myself yet.”

“It’s a matter of sooner or later.” Dou Sheng let his arm hang down and secretly squeezed Xie Lan’s hand, saying leisurely, “What does a School Hunk like you have to be afraid of? Oh, are you afraid of being bullied by the School Beauty until you lose the ability to speak?”

Xie Lan sneered, “Heh. I’m afraid of bullying you until you cry.”

Dou Sheng sucked in a breath provocatively and murmured, “Then I’m actually looking forward to it a little.”

Xie Lan: “…”

---

The DK uniform looked much better than in the pictures, winning on texture and the person wearing it. The light gray shirt draped well, hanging loosely near his hip bones. The creamy white tie contrasted with his black hair. Xie Lan somehow managed to wear it with a bit of British flair. He stared into the mirror for a moment, satisfied overall.

Then, Xie Lan took a deep breath, leaned out, and shouted, “Are you ready?”

A whistle sounded from the room. “Been waiting for Boyfriend for a long time.”

Dou Sheng was wearing that familiar JK uniform, leaning somewhat lazily by his window. With his fresh short hair, at first glance, he looked like a perfectly normal handsome guy; only after staring at the skirt for a couple of seconds did it feel wrong.

The pleated skirt hung naturally. With no pockets on his outfit, he had to prop his usually pocketed left hand on the balcony while scrolling through his phone with his right.

Human confusion: how could a boy wear a skirt so righteously?

“Boyfriend, you’re so handsome. Can I whistle at you?” Dou Sheng asked with a smile.

Xie Lan said with a cold face, “You’d better not make a sound. The police seem to be catching perverts recently.”

Dou Sheng really didn’t respond again. Xie Lan turned around and found him laughing, his shoulders shaking, his eyes filled with bright happiness.

Dou Sheng’s facial features were sharp and defined. Usually, his indifferent look made him seem hard to approach, but as soon as he smiled, he was like a blooming flower; that happiness seemed to have some magical infectious power. Xie Lan couldn’t help but curl his lips along with him, then reverted to indifference. “Are we going or not?”

“Going!” Dou Sheng enthusiastically put his arm around Xie Lan’s shoulder. “All eyes are on us.”

---

Bilibili is a pretty magical place. When Dou Sheng posted the teaser saying “Million Follower Benefit,” the comments already understood completely. The comment section was banging bowls demanding cross-dressing; it was simply unbearable to look at.

The stream opened. Xie Lan stood with his back against the white wall in his DK uniform, operating mechanically. Dou Sheng, in a JK uniform, stood beside him, casually resting a hand on his shoulder, smiling nonchalantly.

• Holy sht, opening with a lightning strike.*
• Long… long time no see, JK Dou-zi.
• Still that familiar flavor.
• Can you show some fcking sincerity and wear a wig?*
• To be honest, if Dou-zi wore a wig, I could go for it.
• Lan-zai is so handsome, Mama is crying.
• Why doesn’t Xie Lan cross-dress?
• Are you guys forcing a CP?

“Is everyone done screenshotting? Once you’re done, I’m going to change the name.”

As he spoke, Dou Sheng stepped forward cheerfully and changed the stream title.

——Evening Play with School Beauty Dou-zi and School Hunk Xie Lan

Xie Lan felt a wave of suffocation. “Can we not use these strange words?”

Dou Sheng smiled with his back to him. “Which word isn’t a fact?”

Xie Lan: “…”

• Evening Play, where did the Play go? You guys should Play!
• I’m sprinting over to carry away School Hunk Xie Lan.
• Lan-zai is Dou-zi’s limited-edition boyfriend for tonight.
• Dou-zi, your boyfriend is so handsome, can you give him to me?
• Dou-zi, your boyfriend is so handsome, can you give him to me?

The last sentence triggered a spectacular wall of spam. Xie Lan looked dazed facing the screen full of pink bullet comments.

Dou Sheng said lazily, “Get lost. You want everything. If your skin is this thick, why don’t you go build a city wall?”

• Holy sht, he admitted it.*
• Holy sht, he admitted it.*
• Holy sht, he admitted it.*

Xie Lan was speechless, perhaps due to a guilty conscience, and a little bit of nervousness.

There was actually nothing wrong with the uniform he was wearing. The main issue was standing with Dou Sheng. The swaying skirt hem of a certain someone in his peripheral vision was practically dancing on his nerves, not to mention the bullet comments openly calling him Dou Sheng’s “boyfriend.”

Dou Sheng openly wore the skirt and walked to the camera. “This School Beauty has no talents. Today is mainly dispatching the Yinghua High School Hunk to perform a violin piece in DK attire for everyone. Do you have any other requests? We’ll try our best to satisfy them.”

• Kabedon, let’s go!!
• Kabedon!
• Kabedon!
• School Beauty and School Hunk fighting would be good too!
• I vote for fighting!
• Love Kabedon!

Xie Lan was confused. “Kabe… don? What is that?”

Dou Sheng glanced at the bullet comments and said calmly, “It’s a fighting posture.”

“…”

Believe him and there’s a ghost.

Xie Lan poked his phone with a cold face to Baidu it himself.

Dou Sheng continued interacting with the comments: “Then we’ll satisfy you. Just this once. You guys take it easy, don’t talk trash, don’t summon the admins on me.”

• Grass grass grass (fck), here it comes, here it comes!*
• I’m sitting up in shock from my deathbed!
• Then I am the spring of ten thousand trees in front of the sick tree!
• Gentlemen!! I’m so excited!!!
• Cut the crap, do it!!

Xie Lan just happened to open the encyclopedia entry.

[Kabedon] Forcing the other party against a wall, slamming one hand on the wall to make a “don” sound, leaving them completely nowhere to run, admiring their shy appearance.

Xie Lan: “…”

He instinctively glanced at the beaming Dou Sheng and his swaying pleated skirt.

Damn it, it’s hard to establish any connection between “her” and “shy appearance”.

However, this intimate action was common in anime, nothing unacceptable. Xie Lan sighed, “Then let’s do it.”

Saying this, he got up from the wall, letting Dou Sheng come over, preparing to “kabedon” someone for the first time in his life.

However, as Dou Sheng approached, he raised a hand and abruptly slammed Xie Lan back against the wall.

One hand cushioned the back of Xie Lan’s head. His head hit the soft palm. Although there was no “don” sound, Xie Lan was greatly shocked inside.

• Holy sht!!!*
• Is the School Beauty kabedon-ing the School Hunk?
• WTF! I knew this guy Dou-zi wouldn’t submit obediently!
• As expected of you.
• As expected of you.

Xie Lan frowned. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” Dou Sheng smiled. “Responding to everyone’s request.”

Xie Lan: “Do you have issues? Don’t you think the roles are reversed?”

Dou Sheng smiled. “Today’s script is the loose School Beauty kabedon-ing the shy School Hunk, causing the School Hunk to lose his language ability.”

“…”

A trace of contempt floated in Xie Lan’s eyes. Without a word, he grabbed Dou Sheng’s collar and shoved him against the wall. Dou Sheng propped one hand against the wall, not budging an inch. No matter how Xie Lan pulled, he only succeeded in pulling Dou Sheng closer to himself, so close their nose tips almost touched. Dou Sheng’s other hand provocatively rested on Xie Lan’s hip, laughing, “School Hunk is a bit soft; not even as strong as the School Beauty.”

The bullet comments screamed in waves.

• Is this something I can watch without paying?
• Go get him, Dou-zi!!
• Three-year fan crying tears of joy!
• Who cares who plays the man or woman, attack him for me!!

Xie Lan was even angrier. He raised his leg to kick, but Dou Sheng quickly bent one leg, pressing his knee against Xie Lan’s thigh, and turned back to the camera. “Hurry up, can’t hold on much longer, the School Hunk is so violent.”

Xie Lan blushed to the roots of his neck. He let go of Dou Sheng’s collar, wanting to push him away, but Dou Sheng took the opportunity to catch his wrist and pin it above his head.

This posture left no barriers between them; their bodies were pressed very close. Dou Sheng held Xie Lan’s wrist above his head with one hand, held his left hand down with the other, and raised his right knee against Xie Lan’s thigh.

In Xie Lan’s peripheral vision, he could still see the skirt hem draped over Dou Sheng’s leg.

He felt a wave of agitation, his gaze losing focus.

His orientation experienced unprecedented confusion and swaying.

A moment later, Xie Lan gritted his teeth. “You got it reversed.”

“Not reversed.” Dou Sheng chuckled low in his ear. “It’s business. Relax your mind, cooperate a bit, otherwise I’ll have to beg you.”

“…??”

A certain someone spoke soft words, but the grip on his hand was as solid as cast iron.

Xie Lan struggled repeatedly to no avail. The bullet comments on the computer screen in front of him had exploded into fireworks. From a distance, he watched the stream’s popularity count skyrocket like a rocket, the highest digit jumping up every few moments. In less than three minutes, the highest digit advanced by one, then continued to jump steadily upward.

The bullet comments scrolled so fast it was a solid block of color, actually blocking the view of him and Dou Sheng.

• Where is the payment button? I’m dying of anxiety!!
• Same, looking all over the screen for where to pay money.
• Live long enough to see… Bilibili’s most sincere million follower benefit.
• Why are you still screenshotting? Just stare!!
• Does Dou-zi dare to be bolder with his moves!!

Dou Sheng seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and could see the comments. Just as Xie Lan, blushing, was about to increase his strength to break free, Dou Sheng lifted the leg pinning him with a dashing motion, planted his foot on the wall, bending his knee to trap Xie Lan between his leg and the wall.

Xie Lan was stunned. He panicked and looked down at Dou Sheng’s skirt hem. Seeing nothing inappropriate, he let out a silent sigh of relief.

He gritted his teeth. “You seem very experienced wearing skirts.”

“The kid is smart, learns everything fast.” Dou Sheng beamed, then raised his voice. “Last five seconds. I’m going to change clothes, afraid my mom will come back soon.”

• Mentioning your mom at a time like this, are you a spoilsport?
• I haven’t seen enough yet!!
• Hurry up and screenshot, everyone!!
• Where are the fan artists? Must arrange this tonight!
• I fcking screenshotted a Gigabyte tonight.*
• Strange phone wallpapers increased.

“Five, four—”

Dou Sheng winked at Xie Lan while shouting the numbers, winking away the last trace of expression on Xie Lan’s face.

“Three, two, one—”

As the voice fell, he let go of the hand holding Xie Lan’s wrist, rested it on Xie Lan’s hip, maintained the high-difficulty pose of kicking the wall with a bent leg, twisted his waist with amazing flexibility, made a V-sign at the camera, and smiled. “Cheez~”

Xie Lan: “?”

The bullet comments exploded for a second. Xie Lan tried hard to decipher the words in his daze.

• My heart is beating like crazy.
• Non-cross-dressing enthusiasts opened the door to a new world tonight…
• But not every UP cross-dressing can be as fresh as Dou-zi.
• Mood right now is extremely excited.
• Are you guys really not afraid…

Before the sentence after “afraid” could be finished, the stream interface suddenly went black.

The surrounding air was quiet for a few seconds. Then Dou Sheng retracted his leg, turned to walk to the computer, and said in disbelief, “No way?!”

Xie Lan was also a bit confused. “Internet cut out?”

Not really. The stream interface showed “Streamer is currently away,” but the chat box on the right was frantically scrolling with question marks.

After a wave of question marks, everyone realized what happened.

• Super admin banned the room!
• Damn, dying of laughter, they really thought we were doing something explicit.
• It’s just kids posing, Lord Super Admin!
• And this posing action didn’t cross the line!
• You can’t just slap a label on it because our Lan-zai blushes easily!
• Give me back my stream room!
• Give it back!!!
• Give me back my beautiful wallpaper!!
• Release the last—