The daily life of Buddhist texts

"so smart."

"Go downstairs, Teacher Atamaitai, it's almost time to surface."

"You can hold on a little longer."

"Are you a jellyfish?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru asked.

"If you hold your breath for a long time, would it be better to use a whale as a metaphor?"

"You can do whatever you like."

Then, Nishinomiya Yuzuru grabbed Oreki Gen's sleeve and pulled it down.

Gen Oreki squatted down cooperatively.

Then, Yuzuru Nishinomiya took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his school skirt, opened the selfie interface, took a few photos, clicked Meitu, opened Twitter, paused, and closed it again.

The two in the photo are wearing the school uniform of Zongwu High School.

"You can send it to Chef." Gen Oreki also took out his mobile phone, and recommended the chef's contact information to Yuzuru Nishinomiya on Line, "Send it to him, and he can dispose of the clothes."

Nishinomiya Yuzuru was stunned: "Deal with it."

Oreki Gen was silent for a while, and said, "Change into other clothes."

"Oh."

"Are you ashamed?"

"No," Nishinomiya Yuzuru let go of Oreki Gen's sleeve, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and stood up again, "Go downstairs to eat apple candy."

"Is it for sale?"

"Ask Senior Hirasawa."

"Is Hirasawa a food detector?"

"Hurry up, others are going away."

Oreki Gen sent the few photos that Yuzuru Nishinomiya just took to the chef, asking him to help modify them into casual clothes, and then followed Yuzuru Nishinomiya.

Soon, the chef replied to the message.

Arctic Chef: Understood, the map can be returned within 5 minutes.

Chapter 198Chapter 197 Can people of this level be invited casually?

Atamaitai321:

"Do you want to eat?"

The accompanying picture is a brightly colored octopus ball.

"It's Chinese New Year friends, Mr. Atamaitai posted a life update!"

"Husband, I want to eat, I want to eat!"

"Restraint, the entire Atamaitai fan club can see it, and finally ask if you can give me the leftovers?"

"Teacher 4A, can you feed me, please please!"

"Teacher Atamaitai, can you take a look at the private message, we want to hand over the account of Atamaitai to you."

"Surprised, is this a school festival? Mr. Atamaitai is still a high school student? Or a college student?"

"Stupid, some campus festivals allow outsiders to come in. Mr. Atamaitai is already a mature adult."

"Who did you go with, Atamaitai-sensei!"

This is the first time for Atamaitai to post his daily life on Weibo, even 1 minute faster than Twitter, which made the netizens in his hometown feel dizzy and happy.

For them, Atamaitai started sharing his daily life, which means that he is actively getting closer to his fans.

It's something to celebrate.

Maybe Atamaitai will come to Shanghai to hold a concert in the future?Of course, this will definitely take a little while.

After all, at present, Mr. Atamaitai is still a behind-the-scenes type of creator, and only Toei, Konpanda, Kashiwagi Eri, and Weibo’s small artist Keke Damowang can get in touch with him.

I don't know how it will appear in front of fans.

Maybe he will be picked by a brokerage company to debut directly?With the popularity of Atamaitai, it is easy to become a mess.

After posting the new news on Weibo, Gen Oreki put away his phone and followed Yuzuru Nishinomiya.

When the two of them came down, the light music department had disappeared.

The Hokkaido Lights on the stage were still performing on it. Murakami in a fisherman hat swept across the auditorium. After spotting Gen Oreki, his expression was a little respectful, but he quickly controlled it and greeted him cordially.

Gen Oreki nodded in response, then turned around and saw Keiko Kugimiya wearing high heels, she was staring at Murakami on the stage thoughtfully.

He lowered his head and passed her by, followed Nishinomiya Yuzuru, and turned into a path paved with stones.

Next to it were two rows of trees, lush and leafy, blocking the midday sun.

"Where are you going?" Zhemu Yuan asked, looking at the intermittent shadows on the ground.

"The auditorium." Said Nishinomiya Yuzuru.

"The show hasn't started yet."

"They sell lunch over there."

"Isn't the stall in the atrium?"

"The convenience store is next to the auditorium." Yuzuru Nishinomiya glanced at Gen Oreki, "Fried bread is very convenient."

Crossing the path, the two came to the convenience store, bought two chow mein breads, poured a lot of mayonnaise on them, and then went out and turned into the auditorium.

There are people from the animation club at the entrance of the auditorium who are preparing, wearing exquisite cosplay costumes. The most conspicuous ones are Kamado Tanjiro and Nezuko of Demon Slayer: The Demon Slayer. That Nezuko seems to have two eyes, and one eye is blocked by an eye mask.

When Oreki Gen walked by, he even felt that the two looked familiar.

"Nezuko" watched Oreki Gen go away, with a dazed expression.

"What's the matter?" Fukashi Yuta next to him asked.

"Has the sage's dark imprint faded a lot?" Xiaoniaoyou Liuhua asked suddenly.

"Why didn't you say hello to Oreki-senpai!" Fukashi Yuta just realized, but he didn't find Oreki Gen.

"Looking at the imprint of the abyss vortex is too fascinating!"

"It wasn't the setting just now."

"Everything is based on the latest version!"

On the other side, Gen Oreki and Yuzuru Nishinomiya found an empty corner and sat inside.

The auditorium of Zongwu High School is very large and spacious, with several floors, and can accommodate more than 1000 people at a time. It is no problem to accommodate all the students of Zongwu High School.The seat is a dignified red, and the head is brightly lit.There is a huge red carpet in the middle of the hall, and there is a circle in the middle of the carpet, like an extra prop used in the performance.

According to the schedule, the first performance in the afternoon was "Ghost Slayer: Blade" brought by the animation club, the second performance was performed by the wind instrument club, and the third performance was performed by the guitar club.

Oreki Gen and Nishinomiya Yuzuru sat in a corner upstairs eating fried bread.

No wonder Tomikai Yuta wanted to come in and say hello to them, but there was no one there.It was also his first time to Zongwu Gao, and he didn't know how to go upstairs.

"Is there food in the auditorium?" Yuzuru Nishinomiya asked suddenly.

"No." Yuan Oreki carefully took a bite of fried bread.

"What are you doing."

"Eat fried bread," Gen Oreki thought for a while, and added: "As long as it doesn't affect others."

No one is around.

And fried bread doesn't have a strong smell like some foods.

Yuzuru Nishinomiya looked at Gen Oreki, thought for a while, and then carefully ate fried bread.

After eating, clean up the trash and swipe your phone.

silent.

People from outside came in one after another, gradually filling up the vacancy below, but still few people were willing to come up. They would rather stand than go to the upper auditorium, probably because watching the performance at a close distance is more atmospheric.

And the animation club also started their performances.

"Did you tell me about ASL?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru said.

"Yes."

"Are the two people above the dance partners of Senior Akiyama?"

"That's it."

Yuzuru Nishinomiya paused, and said, "I've also seen Demon Slayer: Blade of Demon Slayer."

"yes."

"Is there any additional setting in Nezuko's eyes?" Nishimiya Yuzuru asked.

"No."

On the stage at this time, Nezuko, holding a bamboo tube in her mouth, was covering her eyes, as if she was enduring great pain. The next moment, the blindfold was lifted, and the golden light suddenly shone on the whole stage.

Thanks to the lighting master for this effect.

Then he picked up the weapon of his elder brother Tanjiro, and chopped down the three winding moons in the blink of an eye.

The two first-string moons fell to the ground in unison, and the actor of Yiwozuo was half-kneeling on the ground in disbelief, muttering in his mouth: "This... is the power of the evil king's true eyes... not bad... "

Then he fell down before he could finish speaking.

"Is this the original script?" Yuzuru Nishinomiya asked.

"No."

"Will people who are loyal to the original have any opinions?"

"Yes," Gen Oreki pursed his lips, "but this is Sobuko's stage play, as long as they are happy."

"What about ASL?"