I practice Buddhism in an escape game

Xiang Feifan happily brushed the dishes and even hummed a little song, feeling extremely happy.

He suddenly heard a person behind him asking in a low voice, "Well, you too."

"What is it?" Xiang Feifan turned his head in a daze, and recognized the well-mannered man in the shirt at the same table who spoke.

"Same...gay." The other party's voice was lowered, and his face was flushed because of embarrassment, as if the word had some bad connotations: "I have seen it all, don't you, don't you like it?" The boy in the wheelchair?"

"Huh?" Xiang Feifei was stunned. If he likes it, he likes it. The other person's appearance and temperament are very suitable for his appetite.But the man in the shirt said homosexuality has another meaning, it is the love that wants to be a partner.Xiang Feifei hadn't thought about such a complicated problem yet.

"You don't have to deny it, I can tell that we are the same kind." The man in the shirt said, "My name is Li Nanzheng, a freshman, I like a boy in my class, I came out with my family, and then I was sent here. "

"I was sent here because of poor test scores." Xiang Feifei said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I haven't given much thought to the question of sexual orientation, and I don't know if it's your kind." However, Xiang Feifei thought After looking at the scene of coming out of the closet, I trembled, my mother would never agree, it was definitely much worse than it is now.

"Ah, I misunderstood." Li Nanzheng looked even more embarrassed: "I'm sorry, but I think you look like him..." Chun Xin sprouted.

Li Nanzheng swallowed the last word, rationalized his thoughts and said, "Anyway, if you really find that your sexual orientation is different from ordinary people in the future, try to hide it as much as possible, otherwise, you will harm others and yourself."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't think it's right." Xiang Feifei shook his head: "I can't hide my liking for someone. If I identify a person, then I will try my best to get everyone's blessing. If I can't get it, I will temporarily Be patient, and then become strong, to bear all the opposing voices for the other party, and not let him suffer any grievances because of being with me."

"You are very brave, but there are many things in the world that can't be done just by thinking." Li Nanzheng said with a frown.

"If you can't do it, you have to do it, and do it with all your might." Xiang Feifei said, "This way you won't feel regretful in your heart."

After lunch, the life teacher came to the dining table again and called the names: "Guan Qiu, Wang Man, stand up."

Stand up to the extraordinary roommate and dark skinny girl with yellow hair.

"You two, waste food at noon. Remember to punish once." The life teacher looked at everyone warningly: "Isn't the punishment last time lighter? Guan Qiu, you have already warned twice. If you violate the discipline again, you will be punished with this I will punish you once, and I will give you a heavier punishment, and you will cry when the time comes."

After a pause, the life teacher said: "All punishments will be settled after dinner. You'd better behave well in the afternoon. The teacher who teaches you doesn't have such a good temper as me."

At the end of lunch, there is no real rest during the non-stop time. Everyone is asked to write a reflection and talk about their own problems.

Xiang Feifan bit his pen in a daze. In fact, he really tried his best in this exam, and he performed fairly well, but we can't allow others to perform better, can we?It is definitely not wrong to write along the words of today's Mediterranean, but it always feels very awkward to ask for something that I don't agree with.But if it's awkward, just be awkward, just write the answer as an exam, and write it according to the mind of the person who wrote the question, and you can't make mistakes after all.

"Writing fart, I just like to wear women's clothing, what's wrong? It's a personal hobby, so how can I lose them." Guan Qiu dropped the pen, considering that the life teacher was outside, he didn't dare to curse loudly.

Ladies?Xiang Feifan paused for a moment, so this is the reason why Guan Qiu was sent to school?But to be honest, Guan Qiu should look pretty in women's clothes.Xiang Feifan propped his forehead with his left hand, while writing reflections in his head, while thinking about it.

Xiang Feifan thought of another question, the seven of them were in a separate class.This made Xiang Feifei feel a little strange. There are so many students in this school, and there are 30 students in other classes. Why is there only seven students in their class, and the problems of these seven students have nothing in common.

As far as he knows, he is because of his grades, Guan Qiu is because of his hobby, Li Nanzheng is because of his sexuality, and the tall and fat Ke Yu is because of his dream of being a chef.They are of different ages and genders. Since they can all be in the same class, why should they be separated from others?

VIP class?No, my mother has always been thrifty, so it's strange to send herself to such an expensive school, and it's even more impossible to add money to enroll in small classes.Speaking of which, when did my mother get in touch with this school, obviously yesterday... wait, yesterday?

What happened yesterday?Xiang Feifan frowned, and suddenly realized that he couldn't remember any specific events from yesterday, but the more distant memories were clearer.He can remember the last goodbye he said to his classmates when he left school, he can remember the grades and exam questions, but he can't remember what happened yesterday, and if he doesn't think about it deliberately, he won't be aware of this problem at all.

This is wrong, very wrong, as if the memory has been manipulated by something.Xiang Feifei thought, it must not be the side effect of the medicine in the morning, but the memory of being woken up from the car in the morning is still very clear.Going forward... I can't think of it any further.I don't remember what time I got up, what I had for breakfast, how I got on the bus, I have no memory at all.

Xiang Feifan's pen tip drew a long line on the paper, and then stopped.He asked softly, "Guan Qiu, do you still remember what you had for breakfast?"

"What question are you asking, why do you care about what I have for breakfast?" Guan Qiu was puzzled.

"Think about it, can you still remember?" Xiang Feifan asked persistently.

"It's not dementia, of course I can remember it, isn't it just..." Guan Qiu suddenly stopped: "Strange, what did I eat for breakfast? I really can't remember it."

"What about yesterday, do you still remember what you did yesterday?" Xiang Feifan asked again.

"I..." Guan Qiu's expression changed: "I forgot, did you too?"

"Well, I can't remember all the recent memories before I came to school. It's strange that I didn't notice it before." Xiang Feifei said, "I'll try to ask a few more people. I suspect it may be a side effect of the medicine. , but it doesn't look like it, and I can't think of other possibilities now."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, seven people gathered in the classroom, and the teacher turned out to be the Mediterranean Sea that Xiang Feifan had seen.

"Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work, students, I just heard that two of our classmates wasted food at noon. It is clearly written in the school rules that food is not allowed to be wasted. You are knowingly committing a crime." Mediterranean Sea As soon as he came in, he put on a heartbroken and disappointed look.

"What qualifications do you have to waste food? Have you contributed any value to society? You haven't. You have been sucking the blood of your parents. Your parents have worked hard to make money for you to eat, wear, and come to such a good school like ours. , and you are wasting food at school? I am so disappointed in you, so disappointed!"

"The "Book of Rites" has a saying: One porridge and one meal, it is not easy to think about the origin, half a thread, half a thread, and the constant memory is difficult..."

Xiang Feifan pretended to be listening to the class seriously, but he kept peeking at Sang Jingming in the wheelchair from the corner of his eye.I don't know how old he is, whether he has gone to college, you can ask, and when you apply for his school, you can meet every day.But my mother should hope that she can get into a B university.If Sang Jingming is not in Beijing, it will be difficult to see him.

"Xiang Feifan! Repeat what I just said."

"The "Book of Rites" says..." Xiang Feifei quickly repeated the words before the Mediterranean, without missing a word, and said, "Sir, the phrase "one porridge and one meal" does not come from the "Book of Rites."

"Crack!" The ruler slammed on Xiang Feifan's desk, Hai Hai stared and said, "Why didn't it come from "Book of Rites", let me tell you, I have read "Book of Rites" no less than a thousand times, and I can recite it backwards. If you have better grades, you can be so immodest. I warn you, contradicting the teacher is a heavy punishment, this time I miss you unintentionally, remember your warning first, and I will never let you go lightly next time."

"..." Xiang Feifan, I read "Book of Rites" once, and I know there is no such sentence.You must have read the dog's belly a thousand times.

"Okay, now take out the reflections you wrote at noon and read them in turn, one by one, starting with you." Mediterranean nodded to the short-haired girl at the extraordinary desk.

"My name is Chen Xiachan. I am 24 years old. I have graduated from university and have worked for two years. I am addicted to online games, and I will not change after repeated admonitions. Because I hate my parents for sending me to similar institutions before, I deliberately chose a unit far away from home... I Knowing that I have sinned deeply and let my parents down, I hope that through this course, I will deeply reflect on my mistakes and reform myself."

"Huh, the writing is quite regular." Hai Di pointed at Chen Xiachan with a ruler: "You have entered the palace for the second time. I know that people like you are very cunning. On the surface, you look obedient and obedient. It’s very deep, and I think so in my heart, and everything will change when I go out. But the institution you went to last time was unprofessional, and when you come to our Lost Academy, I promise to make you understand exactly what you look like. Sit down.”

Haidi looked at another girl with yellow hair, who curled her lips: "My name is Wang Man, I'm 19, graduated from junior high school. I don't have much education, and I don't know how to write such a set. Anyway, I ran to the city with a boy from our village. I worked part-time here, and he didn’t want me when I was pregnant. My parents thought I was ashamed, so they sent me here.”

Mediterranean Sea said: "Your problem is very serious. It seems that in addition to learning filial piety, you also have to learn what is called etiquette, righteousness and shame, three obediences and four virtues. It doesn't matter if you are uneducated, as long as you have a correct attitude, my husband can teach you slowly. Sit down."

Although Wang Man was dissatisfied, she still remembered the pain in the morning, and she didn't contradict the Mediterranean, so she sat down with her head down.

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Note: One porridge and one meal, when thinking about where it comes from is not easy, half a thread, half a thread, constant memory and material resources are struggling - excerpted from Zhu Bailu's "Family Governance Maxims" in the Ming Dynasty.

Secretly tell everyone a good news, my application has been approved, and I am ready to sign a contract, hehehe.Thank you to all the little angels who read the text, I love you and love you.