People are teaching, and Yang Nai at the same table

This time, the lecturer was a male lecturer whom no one knew. Presumably, it was what Onodera said before, "experts brought in from outside to take charge of various subjects".

"I am the teacher in charge of teaching you meditation. Starting today, everyone will sit here in the morning and evening."

The male lecturer had just said a word, and the other village suddenly said something.

"Zazen, this is the first time in my life."

His voice was actually not loud, but the dojo was so spacious and quiet that he couldn't help being noticed.

So after a brief pause, the male lecturer walked down without a word.

"You, what are you doing?"

Outamura raised his head in surprise.

"Is your accent innate? Or is it related to your hometown dialect?" The male lecturer asked directly.

"Not for such reasons..."

"You're not an ancient person either, are you?"

"Huh? It's natural..."

"That's it. Although you don't know why you speak like this, points will be deducted here. Take this opportunity to change your silly tone and be a normal person."

Under the male lecturer's pressing step by step, a layer of cold sweat soon appeared on the forehead of the village.

"This...why is this?"

"If you speak in your tone when you meet someone for the first time, what will the other person think? Do you need me to explain it to you from a different angle?"

After sternly reprimanding Waicun, the male lecturer turned to other students in the dojo.

"Listen well, it is not impossible to show your own specialness in order to let others know and recognize yourself. It is your freedom to express your individuality, but you must not forget to be considerate of others after entering the society. We set up here The lessons will have an impact on the depths of your thinking, and sitting meditation is one of them."

"Don't talk, don't move, ninety-nine return to one, integrate into the group, care for others, and finally think about who you are and what you can do..."

The male lecturer's voice suddenly stopped at this point, and his eyes that had turned at a constant speed suddenly stopped at a certain place, and then walked over quickly.

"This classmate wearing sunglasses."

"Ok?"

Exiting from the sitting meditation mode, Wu Yi slowly opened his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw the male lecturer had come to him.

"Is there a problem?"

How many words have you heard? "

When the male lecturer opened his mouth, it was what I just said, which is a common idiom of middle school teachers.

"How many...probably all of them."

Wu Yi didn't care at all.

"I think it's very good to say that you should care for others and be considerate of others."

"very good."

The male lecturer nodded slightly, and pointed his index finger down at his knee joints.

"Although this classmate, your sitting meditation posture is very standard, but could you please make a slight change?"

"It's very standard, but it needs to be changed? What's the reason?"

Wu Yi is happy.

He did know what the other party was talking about. His own meditation posture was a very standard lotus seat, but there was another demonstration picture hanging at the front of the dojo. At the same height as the pit of the heart.

To put it bluntly, it is a difference in genre.

"If possible, I hope you can use the meditation posture we teach here, after all, this is to participate in the final assessment." The male lecturer said.

"Then use it at the final assessment. I usually prefer the orthodox lotus seat when I sit in meditation. This is what I have been using since I was three years old. I am more used to it."

Wu Yi shrugged.

"Besides, things like zazen should pay more attention to the inner state of mind than the external form, shouldn't it?"

"If you don't practice normally, you will be able to perform well in the final assessment stage?" The male lecturer obviously didn't believe it.

"At least for me it didn't have any difficulty."

Wu Yi is quite confident.

"Besides, teacher, you also said just now that you should be sympathetic to others, but do your actions so far have anything to do with sympathy for others?"

"……What's the meaning?"

"Let me give you the simplest example. If you really want to be considerate of others, you shouldn't accuse him in public of Wai Cun's strange tone of voice before, but you should write it down for the time being, and draw a private note later. We'll talk about that later, after all, even elementary school kids know that berating someone in public can be embarrassing."

Without giving the male lecturer a chance to breathe, Wu Yi continued.

"And now, what kind of meditation posture are you talking about with me again? To put it bluntly, your so-called "others" in being sympathetic to others, I'm afraid it only includes yourself?"

"This... Then this student, do you think there is nothing wrong with the way that the foreign village student speaks?" The male lecturer's face was a little ugly, "Since you can call him by name, it means that you should be in the same class. Well, didn't anyone in your class make him change his way of speaking?"

"About this point, I don't think there should be any." Wu Yi said honestly.

The reason is simple, because no one talks to Wai Cun in class.

"However, even if you take a ten thousand step back, the way of speaking of the village is indeed offensive, so is my meditation posture also offensive? If not, why do you ask me to change it, sir?"

Wu Yi let out an ah, as if he suddenly thought of something.

"Speaking of it, teacher, you should also know that we are a school of supremacy of strength. To put it bluntly, we will listen to whoever is good, so why don't we have a meditation competition."

"If I lose, then I will practice meditation according to the method you taught me, teacher; but if I win, then I hope you will not interfere with my practice method in the future."

"How about it, do you want to compare?"

Chapter 209 MVP Kouenji

There was no sound in the dojo for a moment, and the atmosphere was tense as if it was about to explode.

As Nan Yun said, it is very common to compete for strength between students in Gaoyu High School, but most of them are special exams arranged by the school, and if you want to talk about private competition, it is relatively rare.

However, no matter how fierce the competition among students is, there is never heard of a struggle between students and teachers.

Of course there will be no exam arrangements, but it would be even more unbelievable to say that students and teachers are fighting privately.

However, such an unbelievable thing happened right now in front of them.

It is the first-year freshmen who openly challenge the teacher.

"How about it, do you want to compare?"

Wu Yi looked up 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 speak directly.

If Wu Yi wanted to fight with anyone in normal times, he wouldn't mind, and if he thought it was interesting, he would even forcefully watch.

But now... they are in the training camp, this is a special exam related to dropping out of school, and they are in the same group. What should I do if I fail?

Especially when Hashimoto looked around, except for the two normal people in class A, everyone in the same group was either eating melons and watching the show or looking eager to try, no matter how bad they were, they were expressionless.

Teammates competed one by one as heroes, but it really killed him like a bear.

"call--"

Breaking the silence, the male lecturer suddenly calmed down, his face quickly calmed down, and he nodded quietly.

"Okay, I accept your challenge, follow me."

After speaking, the lecturer turned and walked towards the front of the dojo.

Wu Yi stood up with one hand on the ground and followed.

He is such a person, he is very Buddhist in most things, but he will be stubborn in some specific things, he is really the kind of stubborn even if he dies.

Just like now.

Some people say that his meditation posture is not good, no problem, then let's make gestures, and whoever wins will listen to whoever wins.

If someone says that he is not good at fighting, that's even better, let's start fighting on the spot, whoever is last or whoever is stronger.

The two came to the bottom of the painting wall with the "Ten Bull Picture", Wu Yi was on the left, the lecturer was on the right, and the podium was in the middle.

"Today I originally planned to let everyone try zazen in the morning, but the current plan has changed, so I changed it to observe. Students can sit in place and watch, or they can get closer to observe."

After briefly explaining the next teaching plan, the male lecturer sat down on the ground, adjusted to the sitting posture on the demonstration picture beside him, and then his breathing gradually slowed down, exuding a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

"Wow~"

Immediately there was a murmur of admiration from below.

I have to say that this externally hired male lecturer is still of a certain level, at least it can match his temper.

Among so many students present, it can be said that 90.00% of them are laymen who have never touched Zen meditation in this life. However, his Zen meditation skills can make a group of laymen obviously feel that they have learned the way. This is already quite a high level.

But unfortunately, your opponent is me... Wu Yi said in his heart.

Seeing that the male lecturer quickly entered the state of sitting meditation, Wu Yi also sat down, his legs were in a lotus position, and his hands were naturally held and spread on his knees. The whole person really bloomed quietly like a lotus flower .

However, unlike the quietness of the male lecturer who still reveals vitality, Wu Yi's quietness is completely dead.

If the former is the lotus in the lotus pond, then the latter is the incense of the ancient Buddha with green lanterns.

It was absolutely introverted, and even the exposed vitality was completely gone. If it weren't for the other people watching him sit down and the sunglasses on his face were too dramatic in this occasion, they would almost have thought it was him. An inanimate object rather than a person.

"Wu, Your Highness Wu Yi is really amazing..."

Wai Cun subconsciously blurted out with a strange mouth habit, but no one stood up to correct him.

Because what he said was also what everyone else in the room wanted to say.

This lasted for about 10 minutes, and suddenly someone hummed softly and stood up from the tatami, walking slowly towards the front.

"Koenji, where are you going?" Hashimoto couldn't stop shouting.

"Of course I'll go ahead and have a look~"

Kouenji smiled and turned around to brush up the golden hair that fell on his forehead.

"The teacher should have said that you can observe it at a close distance, right? I also have some experience in zazen, so I plan to go and observe it carefully, and the time is coming soon."

"what?"

Hashimoto couldn't understand what he was saying.

Time is running out?What time?What's up?

However, Kouenji had no intention of explaining to him at all, and continued to walk forward slowly until he came to Wu Yi, who was sitting in meditation on the ground as if an eminent monk 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 unimaginable.

He stretched out his hand directly, and then gently took off the sunglasses on the latter's face.

Wu Yi still did not respond like an old monk in meditation.

Then Kouenji walked up to the lecturer, squatted down in the same way, and then... put the sunglasses on for the other party.

"Uh!?"

Obviously without Wu Yi's terrifying meditation skills, the male lecturer who noticed a foreign object poking his cheek opened his eyes for a moment.

The Zen state was broken, and seeing the blond boy squatting in front of him through the light red lens, the male lecturer was both shocked and angry at this bold behavior.

"What are you doing? Which group are you in?!"

"This is not important. What matters is that you lost, teacher. If you are surprised, you might as well stand up and see for yourself."

Not paying attention to the lecturer's anger, Kouenji took off his sunglasses and shook them in his hand.

"Those sunglasses are..."

The male lecturer also realized something at this moment, and suddenly looked to the left.

I saw Wu Yi still sitting quietly on the spot without moving a muscle, his whole body was bathed in the early morning sunlight shining through the paper window into the ashram like a sculpture, as if he hadn't noticed what happened just now.

"I think this should be enough to judge the competition?"

Kouenji smiled and turned to leave.