On how to pursue a Buddhist teacher

"Alumni reunion?" Zhang Chenguang choked on a mouthful of tea and almost vomited it out.

"As for?" Qi Liang gave him a disgusted look.

"Shuai Qi..." Zhang Chenguang put down his glass and looked at Qi Liang with sincerity and emotion, "Have you heard this sentence before? Don't touch it in different circles."

After hearing this, Qi Liang was not happy, "Why is the circle different, Xu Baibi can go, but I can't?"

Can this be the same?Zhang Chenguang really doesn't want to hurt Qi Liang's self-confidence, but who is Xu Baibi? His name and character, his speech is impeccable, not to mention that he is so good that people have to look up.

As for Qi Liang, to put it bluntly, he didn't find any special talent besides getting into trouble.

Speaking of it, although the class reunion is a gathering of old classmates, not everyone can participate.The people who came to participate, either had really deep feelings, or had common interests, or at least had a common topic, and could remember the bitterness and sweetness with everyone. It was completely reasonable for Qi Liang to be excluded.

The circles are different, so don't be hard-pressed. Some people are born with two parallel lines.The mutual appreciation and mutual understanding of human beings are based on the same status and situation. The high-ranking person will never understand the low-ranking person's toil.Can he understand the stress of talking about mortgages and car loans?

At that time, I can only sit and dry, why bother?

Zhang Chenguang glanced at Qi Liang with a complicated expression, "May I venture to ask?"

He seemed to be hesitant and cautious, and he looked cautious, he asked

"Why on earth are you so nice to Xu Baibi?"

He's wondered about it since high school.

These two are at the same table and are roommates, but they will never become friends for granted.

The dormitory is arranged by the school, just like the blind marriage in the feudal era, not to mention the impossibility of love than Jin Jian, which creates family tragedy in all likelihood.

On the first day when Qi Liang's solitary life was broken, he didn't have any extra thoughts on this new roommate. At most, he thought it was a bit troublesome. He shared a dorm with a clean freak, and all he thought about was cleaning the dormitory every day. You have to fold the quilt, you can no longer throw clothes around and such trivial things.

"It's really troublesome." Qi Liang threw the takeaway on the table, looked back at the neatly placed luggage, and couldn't help but feel a headache.

This person doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder.Don't want to do something like three chapters of the dormitory agreement.

Different from the plot imagined by Qi Liang, who has persecution delusions, Xu Baibi just raised his eyebrows and looked at him in a little surprise when he entered the dormitory, and then ignored him again, and didn't even say hello, it was so cold unreasonable.

Fortunately, Qi Liang was very satisfied with the result, he walked out of the dormitory humming a song with the takeaway box he had eaten, and didn't show up all afternoon.

There was always an empty seat in the back row during class in the afternoon, but none of the teachers asked about it. When Xu Baibi turned his head, he could always see the garbage in that drawer. The finished snack bag was on the top of the exercise book. The biscuit crumbs leaked out, which made people feel very uncomfortable. Xu Baibi turned his head silently.

It wasn't until the class teacher came to make an inspection before the evening self-study that he finally found out that the class was missing someone.

The female teacher with short hair down to the ears, wearing glasses, and a somewhat rigid appearance frowned and asked Xu Baibi, "Where are the others? Where did they go?"

Xu Baibi shook his head,

"When was he not around?"

"afternoon start"

The female teacher's expression became gloomy, she walked a few steps quickly, then turned her head to look at the test papers piled up on Qi Liang's desk,

It is September now, the heat has not subsided, and the fans are still running in the classroom. The test papers were pressed by Xu Baibi with a piece of rubber, and they were torn apart by the wind.

"Put the test paper in his drawer" said to Xu Baibi.

Put it in a drawer, live and die with that pile of garbage?Xu Baibi thought absently, and then arranged all the test papers on the table, rolled them up, and stuffed them into the drawer. However, probably because the space in the drawer was really limited, the test papers were squeezed in, but other things fell out.

A bright yellow post-it note with the time and place written on it, at nine o'clock tonight, in the basement of Jinglong Book City.

Jinglong Book City is only called Book City, but it is actually a short alley that gathers Internet cafes, game halls, and billiard halls. The only books that are sold there are probably magazines like Playboy. In short, it caters to the preferences of contemporary young people. Teenagers, notoriously small places in schools.

After solving the case, Xu Baibi put the post-it notes back in the drawer, sat back in his seat, and continued to write his math problems.

He has no habit of snitching, and he doesn't care about the whereabouts of his deskmate and roommate.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the last evening self-study was over. The boarding students picked up their schoolbags and rushed out of the classroom. They quickly divided into two groups. One group headed towards the cafeteria. The other group approached the dormitory building slowly, like sheep grazing on a pasture.

Xu Baibi was stunned for a while in front of the dormitory door, then turned and walked to the room of the dormitory uncle.

"No key?" The dorm manager looked suspiciously at the boy across from him, "Which dormitory are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"312, I just moved here today."

"Oh, it's a new one." The housekeeper turned over the keys for a while, then looked up at Xu Baibi, "You ask your homeroom teacher to call me first."

"Otherwise you will wait for your roommate to come back and open the door. I don't have your registration information here, so I can't give you the key."

Xu Baibi doesn't have the contact information of the class teacher. As for the roommates, they probably stay in the Internet cafe all night.

However, the dormitory uncle strictly abides by the school system and resolutely refuses to give Xu Baibi the key.

"I'll give you the key, what if you lose something?"

Xu Baibi turned around and left.