......
Time flew by, and it was lunchtime.
Dining hall.
Luo Shimiao had only been sitting for two minutes when several people appeared beside her. Turning her head, she saw her parents and second brother. She opened her mouth to speak, but remembering she couldn't, she could only express herself with her eyes. Her bright eyes looked at the camera: "You're in the frame."
Luo Jingyuan thought his daughter wanted him to say hello, so he straightened his back, waved at the camera, and silently said, "Hi, I'm Miaomiao's dad."
Luo Shimiao: "......" Never mind, she'd better just eat her food obediently.
Live broadcast room.
Are all handsome guys a little different from others? This is the first time I've ever seen someone serve soup in a stemmed glass.
[This guy has a kind of crazy kind of handsomeness.]
[Shi Miao's father seems to be a conspicuous figure; she's right, his personality is indeed more like her father's.]
[Have you noticed that Sister Sanshui wore makeup today? She's been going makeup-free for so many days, why is she suddenly wearing makeup today?]
[I noticed it as soon as the show started; something's definitely up. This girl is definitely up to something.]
Luo Ruilin picked up the wine glass with his well-defined knuckles, slightly raised his chin, and elegantly took a sip of soup.
His unusual behavior attracted a lot of attention. He seemed not to notice and continued eating slowly and deliberately.
Luo Shimiao felt like a monkey in a zoo, being stared at by the visitors. She sped up her eating, but the food in her bowl kept decreasing and increasing over and over again.
One moment the bowl is filled with bean sprouts, the next it's filled with eggplant.
Here it comes again: she covers the rim of the bowl with her hand to prevent the vegetables from falling into it.
She pouted and shook her head helplessly at her father.
Dad! Stop putting food on my plate! I can't finish it, I simply can't finish it!
Seeing her daughter's aggrieved look, Ye Shujun nudged Luo Jingyuan with her elbow.
Luo Jingyuan received a "warning" from his wife and silently put away his chopsticks.
Luo Shimiao breathed a sigh of relief, finished eating, and slipped back to her room to sleep.
......
While meditating in the meditation hall in the afternoon, Luo Shimiao thought about the things he had to do that day, and his heart could not calm down for a long time.
Because it was the last day, the director changed the last hour of meditation into a debriefing meeting, allowing everyone to share what they had gained over the past five days.
Under the lush green trees in the temple courtyard, everyone stood side by side facing the camera.
Pan Guohua asked, "Who wants to go first?"
Cao Lu spoke naturally: "I have gained a lot in these five days. Although the first two days were very painful for my body and mind, after getting through them, I found that meditation has many benefits. It also helps me get into character more quickly when I join the crew."
"To be honest, this is the most meaningful variety show I've ever participated in. Thank you to the production team and the monks at Bodhi Temple." After saying this, she looked at Xu Xingliang.
Xu Xingliang and Hao Yun each shared their experiences of meditation, and finally it was Luo Shimiao's turn, the youngest of them all.
Luo Shimiao cleared his throat and said, "Meditation is very good, but please don't invite me next time, Director."
"That's it? That's all?" Pan Guohua was dumbfounded. Everyone else wrote long essays, but she only wrote one sentence.
"Yes," she said seriously, "Do you think I'm someone who's under pressure or anxious?"
Pan Guohua glanced quickly at Luo Jingyuan, who was standing not far away. Well, that's not it.
“Wait, I’ve got something.” She held up four fingers on her right hand: “I’ve gained 400,000 merits. With so many merits, I can confidently argue with haters and curse their ancestors for eighteen generations.”
Everyone: "......"
Amidst everyone's farewells, the first meditation retreat came to a close.
After the live stream ended, the staff returned the phones to them.
After getting the phone, Luo Shimiao couldn't wait to turn it on.
Ye Shujun walked to her side and said, "Miaomiao, pack your bags and go home."
"Mom, I have some things to do, I'll stay a little longer."
"Didn't the show already end? Is there anything else you need?"
She winked playfully: "It's very important, you'll find out later. I'm going back to my dorm to pack my things."
Luo Jingyuan watched his daughter run away laughing, then clutched his chest and said, "Ruilin, I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling, like something big is about to happen."
Luo Ruilin frowned: "Me too."
"What are you two whispering about?" Ye Shujun asked, puzzled.
"It's nothing, I must be overthinking it." Luo Jingyuan took her hand. "Let's go check on Miaomiao's dorm."
When Luo Shimiao returned to her room, she didn't see Hao Yun. After thinking back, she realized that Hao Yun seemed to have gotten into the nanny car with the assistant who came to pick her up.
I brought all the clothes from the balcony in, folded them neatly, and put them into my suitcase one by one.
Little Green hung on her like a pendant, saying, "Don't forget my scratch-off lottery ticket!"
"Okay, okay, you're really something. Just scrape half and leave the other half."
"I also want to finish shaving, but unfortunately my claws aren't as good as your human hands."
"Tick-tock, tick-tock..." The hour hand of the wall clock kept turning, each turn representing the passage of time.
......
Dormitory balcony.
The small balcony felt a bit crowded with three people standing on it.
Luo Jingyuan stared at the figure in the peach tree, his eyes filled with confusion: "What is Miaomiao doing? Why won't she let us down?"
Little Green, perched on Luo Ruilin's shoulder, said, "She's waiting for someone."
Ye Shujun thought of the phone call her daughter made last night, and a slight smile appeared on her lips: "She's waiting for Anian."
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