Hao Yun squeezed her hand back, his voice filled with laughter: "You're so lucky to have three older brothers."
"It's just so-so," she said, but the deep happiness in her eyes clearly told a different story than she had made up.
She took Hao Yun to the meditation hall where they practiced seated meditation.
Seeing that she knew her way around easily, Hao Yun asked, "Miaomiao, have you been here before?"
"Yes, I came here ten years ago."
"No wonder. But you have a really good memory. You still remember it so clearly after ten years." She didn't think much of it, assuming that Luo Shimiao had just come with her parents to pray for blessings.
meditation hall.
"They got here faster than we did," she said softly, watching the three figures disappear into the hall.
There are three rows of futons on the floor in the center of the hall, a total of nine.
In the first row, Xu Xingliang and Cao Lu sat next to each other, while Bai Yunqing sat in the middle of the third row.
There were only photographers around, the meditation hall was silent, and the other staff members found a place to sit outside.
Luo Shimiao said, "Master hasn't arrived yet, so we shouldn't be late. Let's go in."
"Uh-huh"
The two sat down in the second row.
Less than a minute after I sat down, a monk in his sixties walked in. He had kind eyes and a string of prayer beads in his left hand. He went straight to the futon in front of the Buddha statue and sat down.
He glanced at everyone indifferently, and seeing that they were sitting in good posture, he closed his eyes.
Yesterday afternoon, the production team sent everyone a video tutorial on meditation and breathing techniques in advance.
Apart from Luo Shimiao's double-paddle posture, the other four were beginners and used the simpler open-paddle posture.
Luo Shimiao gazed at the monk's profile, a beautiful smile curving his lips.
What a coincidence, it was Master Huikong who had mentored her ten years ago, but he didn't seem to recognize her.
The tranquil environment brought back the drowsiness that had temporarily subsided. Luo Shimiao turned her palms up and slowly closed her eyes.
Why! Why did Luo Shimiao get his legs crossed over her thighs so easily? I just tried, and my legs are like steel bars, I can't get them up there at all!
Me too! It's not hard where it should be, but incredibly hard where it shouldn't be!
[She should have some basic knowledge. This is the double lotus position, also called the lotus pose in yoga. After practicing for a few days to open up her hips, she'll naturally be able to do it.]
[Online meditation can't compare to the atmosphere of a temple. I really want to experience a life away from my phone and temporarily escape from the world.]
The director was overjoyed as he watched the number of viewers in the live stream steadily increase.
Behind Master Huikong, there is an LED display screen on the wall, showing the time.
Time passed little by little.
Half an hour later, several soft gasps were heard from inside the hall.
Xu Xingliang opened his eyes and turned his head to see Cao Lu stretching her legs. He couldn't help but straighten his numb legs as well.
Once the first person takes the lead, there will be a second, a third...
Bai Yunqing also wanted to relax, but seeing Luo Shimiao standing motionless to her right, she steeled herself and closed her eyes again.
Hao Yun looked at Luo Shimiao with an expression of admiration on his face, thinking to himself, "Everyone else is about to give up, but she seems to be in a trance. It's really too amazing..." Suddenly, his beautiful almond-shaped eyes widened, filled with shock.
Just now, she saw Luo Shimiao nod his head down briefly, then quickly raise it again.
If I'm not mistaken, she's asleep!
She's asleep! She's actually asleep!
Hao Yun's shocked expression caught the audience's attention.
[While others are suffering, Sister Sanshui is sleeping.]
[She can even fall asleep while meditating, how tired must she be?]
[You can tell from her dark circles that she didn't sleep well last night.]
[This is just like me dozing off during morning reading, hiding my face behind my textbook.]
[It has to be my Qingqing; she has the patience and is truly dedicated to practicing meditation.]
[Qingqing is amazing! You will definitely overcome your illness and return to your peak!]
Yes, yes, your Qingqing is the best!
[Your Qingqing is a pearl, a jade, while everyone else is just shards of glass. Are you satisfied now?]
Bai Yunqing's fans' comments aroused dissatisfaction among the fans of the other four groups, resulting in a barrage of sarcastic and sarcastic comments.
......
07:00.
Three chimes reached everyone's ears.
That concludes my first session today.
Luo Shimiao slowly opened his eyes and just then saw Cao Lu passing by, walking in a manner that resembled someone who had just undergone hemorrhoid surgery.
"Pfft~" I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Cao Lu rolled her eyes at her, annoyed, and quickened her pace to leave, suppressing her discomfort.
Seeing this, Bai Yunqing got up and followed.
Xu Xingliang and Hao Yun sat with their legs stretched out, waiting for the discomfort in their legs to subside.
Luo Shimiao rested his chin on his right hand, his gaze fixed on Master Huikong.
She was thinking to herself about when to give him the words she had brought.
Feeling a tug on his sleeve, he turned his head and saw Hao Yun pointing to the door.
She nodded slightly, got up, and went with her out of the meditation hall to have breakfast.
Xu Xingliang waited until everyone had left before slowly walking towards the door.
After finishing their breakfast, they had an hour to rest, so Luo Shimiao and Hao Yun chose to go back to their room to catch up on sleep.
Hao Yun lay on the bed, looking at the clock on the opposite wall, and said, "It's only 7:23. It's been a long time since I felt time was passing so slowly."
Luo Shimiao put her hands behind her head, closed her eyes, and said, "Living in the mountains occasionally is quite nice."
"Yeah, I need to rest quickly, I have to meditate again at 8:30." Hao Yun recalled the sour and tingling sensation when he thought about meditation.
"Little Green, wake us up at 8:20." Luo Shimiao turned to the right and said to the parrot eating grains on the table.
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