"And now, you're talking to me about the sitting meditation posture again. To put it bluntly, the 'others' in your so-called compassion for others, I'm afraid, don't you think that the 'others' only include yourself?"
"This... then, classmate, do you think there is nothing wrong with the way Waimura speaks?" The male lecturer looked a little unhappy. "Since you can call out his name, it means you are classmates. Isn't there anyone in your class who has asked him to change his way of speaking?"
"I don't think so." Wu Yi told the truth.
The reason is simple, because no one in the class talks to people from other villages.
"But even if we take a step back and say that Gaimura's way of speaking is indeed offensive, then is my meditation posture also offensive? If not, why are you asking me to change it, Master?"
Wu Yi let out a cry, as if he suddenly thought of something.
"Teacher, you should know that our school is one that values strength above all else. To put it bluntly, whoever is stronger gets to rule. So why don't we have a meditation competition?"
"If I lose, I will practice meditation according to your teachings. But if I win, I hope you will not interfere with my practice anymore."
"How about it, do you want to compare?"
Volume 209: Chapter MVP Kouenji
The dojo was suddenly silent, and the atmosphere was tense and seemed ready to explode.
Just as Nanyun said, competitions between students in Gaoyu High School were very common, but most of them were special exams arranged by the school, and private fights were relatively rare.
However, no matter how fierce the competition among students is, I have never heard of any fights between students and teachers.
Of course there will be no exam arrangements, but it is even more unbelievable that students and teachers would fight privately.
However, such an incredible thing was actually happening right in front of them.
It was the first-year students who openly challenged the teacher.
"How about a competition?"
Wu Yi raised her head and looked at the male lecturer's increasingly ugly face, and repeated it clearly.
Hashimoto, who was sitting cross-legged in the same group behind him, looked nervous, as if he wanted to dissuade him but couldn't say it directly.
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't mind if Wu Yi wanted to battle with anyone, and if he thought it was interesting, he would even watch.
But now... they are in intensive training, this is a special exam related to expulsion, and they are in the same group. In theory, they have the same interests. What if the lecturer gets angry and uses his authority to fail the entire group?
Especially when Hashimoto looked around, he found that except for the two normal people in Class A, the rest of the group were either watching the show or looking eager to try, or at worst had no expression on their faces.
His teammates are all trying to be heroes, but they are really killing him.
"call--"
Breaking the silence, the male lecturer suddenly calmed his breathing, his expression quickly calmed down, and he nodded calmly.
"Okay, I accept your challenge, follow me."
After saying this, the instructor turned and walked towards the front of the dojo.
Wu Yi supported himself with one hand and stood up to follow.
He is such a person. He is very Buddhist about most things, but he can be extremely stubborn about some specific things. He is the kind of person who would rather die than not be stubborn.
For example, like now.
Some people say that his meditation posture is not good. No problem. Let’s have a competition and whoever wins will be the one to listen to.
If someone says that he is not good at fighting, that's even better. Let's start fighting right there. Whoever ends up standing will be the stronger one.
The two came to the wall painted with "Ten Oxen", Wu Yi was on the left, the lecturer was on the right, and there was a podium in the middle.
"Today we had originally planned to let everyone try sitting meditation in the morning, but now the plan has changed, so we will change it to observation. Students can sit in their original positions and watch, or they can move closer to observe."
After briefly explaining the next teaching plan, the male lecturer sat down on the ground, slowly adjusting to the sitting posture in the demonstration diagram beside him. Then his breathing gradually slowed down, and his whole body exuded a tranquil and peaceful aura.
"Wow~"
There was an immediate murmur of admiration from below.
I have to say that this hired male lecturer has a certain level of ability, at least his temper matches his.
Among so many students present, it can be said that 99% of them are laymen who have never practiced meditation in their lives. However, his meditation skills can make a group of laymen clearly feel that they have mastered the art. This is already a very high level.
But unfortunately, your opponent is me... Wu Yi said in his heart.
Seeing the male lecturer quickly enter the state of sitting meditation, Wu Yi sat down as well, with his legs in the lotus position, his hands naturally clasped and spread out on his knees. His whole body really blossomed quietly like a lotus.
However, unlike the male lecturer's silence which still revealed vitality, Wu Yi's silence was completely dead.
If the former is the lotus flowers in the lotus pond with dragonflies skimming the water, then the latter is the lingering incense of the ancient Buddha and the green lamps.
He was absolutely restrained, even the vitality he showed outwardly had completely disappeared. If other people had not seen him sit down and the sunglasses on his face were too distracting in such an occasion, they would have almost thought that this was an inanimate object rather than a person.
"His Highness Wu Yi is really amazing..."
Waimura blurted out his words subconsciously with a strange habit, but no one stood up to correct him.
Because what he said was also what everyone else present wanted to say.
This went on for about ten minutes, and suddenly someone stood up from the tatami, humming softly, and walked slowly towards the front.
"Koenji, where are you going?" Hashimoto couldn't help but growl.
"Of course, let's go to the front and take a look~"
Kouenji turned around with a smile and picked up the golden hair that fell on his forehead.
"That teacher should have said that I could observe it up close, right? I have some experience in Zen meditation, so I plan to go over and observe it carefully. Besides, the time is almost up."
"what?"
Hashimoto couldn't understand what he was saying.
The time is coming? What time? What is coming?
However, Koenji had no intention of explaining to him, and continued to walk forward slowly until he came in front of Wu Yi, who was sitting in meditation on the ground like a monk who had passed away, and then slowly squatted down.
Just when everyone thought he was just going to take a closer look, Kouenji did something extremely bizarre.
He simply reached out his hand and gently took off the sunglasses on the latter's face.
Wu Yi was still like an old monk in meditation, with no reaction at all.
Then Kouenji walked up to the lecturer again, squatted down in the same way, and then... put the sunglasses on him.
"Uh!?"
Obviously, he did not have Wu Yi's terrifying meditation skills. When the male lecturer felt a foreign object poking his cheek, he opened his eyes instantly.
His Zen state was broken. Through the light red lenses he saw the blond boy squatting in front of him. The male lecturer was both shocked and angry at such audacious behavior.
"What are you doing? Which group are you in?!"
"That's not important. What's important is that you lost, teacher. If you're surprised, why not stand up and take a look for yourself?"
Not caring about the lecturer's anger at all, Kouenji took off his sunglasses and shook them in his hand.
"Those sunglasses are..."
The male lecturer also realized something at this time and suddenly looked to the left.
Wu Yi was still sitting there motionless, bathed in the morning sunlight that shone into the dojo through the paper window, like a sculpture, as if he was unaware of what had just happened.
"I think this should be enough to determine who is better, right?"
Kouenji smiled and turned away.
At the same time, the brisk music in the forest school outside the dojo sounded again; it was the bell for breakfast.
At this point, Hashimoto also understood what Koenji meant by "time is almost up".
So it’s time to have breakfast after the morning class…
Volume 210: Chapter : Aren't you angry enough to call me a young man?
With the end of the sitting meditation session, it was finally time for the breakfast session which started at seven o'clock. The classmates who had finally reunited were separated again.
It was Onodera who led the way again, but unlike lunch and dinner, breakfast was not held in the large cafeteria of this forest school.
Instead, it is in a spacious outdoor dining area.
In addition to the same dining tables and chairs as in the cafeteria, the venue also has a stove, sink, etc., all of which are set up together and covered with a roof.
However, because it is a semi-open structure, it is a bit difficult to block wind and rain, but it is no problem to block the sun.
When Wu Yi and the entire group arrived, the forest school's dining truck had already parked at the edge of the dining area, and wisps of hot steam were rising into the sky from the large stainless steel barrels that had been opened for cooling.
It smells like something like miso soup.
"Today's breakfast is provided by the school, but starting from tomorrow, when the weather is fine, breakfast will be prepared entirely by students. The school will provide the necessary ingredients and seasonings, and the number of people who will cook and the division of labor will be decided by all after discussion."
Onodera came to the front of the group and began to explain the breakfast arrangements for the next few days.
"Is this true? I've never cooked before..."
Ishizaki muttered quietly below.
He was sure that his voice would not be heard by the teacher, but Onodera's voice continued to ring out.
"Don't worry if you don't know how to cook. The school will give you the corresponding menus and cooking methods. As long as you have good reading comprehension skills, you can make delicious meals by following the steps above."
"tasty".
Wu Yi, who was standing in the front, took advantage of his height, stretched his neck to take a look into the dining car, and immediately laughed.
As for this breakfast, I can’t say it’s bad, I can only say it’s very light... or simple... well, healthy, yes, it’s healthy.
Fortunately, he is not picky about food, and as long as it is normal food, he is "okay".
“We have to cook for ourselves…”
Nan Yun stroked his chin slightly.
"If you want to leave enough time, you have to get up at least two hours earlier every day."
“Then how to distribute it specifically?”
The third years looked over, apparently wanting to seek the opinion of the current student council president.
"Distribute it fairly."
Nanyun made the final decision.
"How about doing it once per grade, and taking turns?"
"Okay."
The third graders had no objection to this proposal.
"Except today, there are still six days to go. If the weather is sunny for the next six days, then each grade can do it twice. Then we should start with the first grade."
The implication of his words seemed to be that he wanted to give the opportunity to make breakfast for the first time tomorrow to Wu Yi and the others.
Nan Yun was relatively humane, and upon hearing this he immediately looked towards the latter.
"Brother Wu Yi, do you have any problems over there?"
"Yes, of course."
Wu Yi yawned loudly.
"I think we should start from the second or third grade."
"……Why?"
The third grade students immediately became unhappy when they heard this.
"what why?"
Wu Yi asked back, "Since everyone has to do it twice, it doesn't matter who does it first. Even if we start with the second and third grades, we still have to do it in the end, right? Then why not just start with the second and third grades?"
This theory seems reasonable at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that it is actually a trap of replacing concepts.
To give the simplest example, if we follow the algorithm starting from the first grade, the first day will be the first grade, the second day will be the second grade, the third day will be the third grade, and then on the fourth day we will go back to the first grade, then continue to the second grade, and then the third grade.
But if it rains on any of those days, the result will most likely be that the first day is the first grade, the second day is the second grade, the third day rains, the fourth day is the third grade...
The result is that the third graders will end up doing one day less.
By analogy, as long as it is not sunny for all six days, or it rains for three whole days in the middle, one or two grades will inevitably suffer.
Although it is winter now, the weather in the mountains is still unpredictable and you never know when it will rain.
