Luo Youcheng woke up, and the sky was bright. Looking out through the window, the sky was gray and the clouds were thick. An old-fashioned table clock hangs in the sky on the left, the hour hand points to the eight o'clock scale, and the pendulum sways with a clatter. Because he slept enough, he didn't get sleepy because of the pendulum this time. Feeling hungry, he walked out of the room to the cafeteria.

In the cafeteria, many people in gray checkered clothes are eating breakfast, and there are only a few empty seats. Luo Youcheng confirmed that his clothes were the same style as these people, so he went to get his breakfast - two slices of bread, an omelette, and a glass of milk. He found an empty seat and sat down. The person on the other side was grabbing the air and stuffing it into his mouth, the expression on his face was satisfied and happy.

Luo Youcheng carefully spread the two slices of bread and the fried egg on the table, put the cups aside, picked up the tray and nibbled on it, his face was equally satisfied and happy.

The person across from him quickly ran out of breakfast, wiped his mouth with a non-existent paper towel, picked up the tray of bread, fried eggs and milk that had not been touched in the slightest and walked towards the recycling area.

Luo Youcheng felt that he was also full, he drank all the milk, picked up the bread and fried eggs, put the tray on it, and walked towards the recycling area. He tossed trays and cups into the bucket, placed bread and fried eggs on stacked trays, turned his jacket pocket out, and wiped his mouth.

Walking out of the cafeteria, he saw a lot of people in gray checkered clothes sitting on benches in the hall, as if waiting for something. He walked over and sat down.

The radio was shouting, and for every shout, a person stood up and walked to a small window, and a large cup and a small cup were handed out. The small cup contains red, green and white tablets, and the large cup contains water. The men swallowed the medicine and drank the water.

The radio was shouting No. 269, and no one stood up on either side of the shout. At this time, there were few people in the hall, and the rest of the people began to look around, and Luo Youcheng also stretched his neck with them. Suddenly, a face reached Luo Youcheng's chest, his head swung back and forth a few times, and he pointed Luo Youcheng's chest with his fingers, and said:

"You're number 269."

Luo Youcheng looked down at the badge, stood up slowly, and then looked down at the badge again, and then slowly walked to the window. He took the large cup, drank the water from the cup, and then threw the pill into his mouth, rattling like a jelly bean.

The radio shouted number 278. No. 278 walked to the window and said to Luo Youcheng with disgust:

"You're a madman, you can't even take medicine."

Luo Youcheng asked confusedly: "How should I take the medicine?" ”

No. 278 triumphantly poured the small cup of medicine into his mouth, chewing on a jelly bean like a rattle. After chewing for a while, he spat out the pieces of the pill into the small cup, took a small sip of water from the large cup, and rinsed his mouth with a grunt. He carefully spat the mouthwash into the small cup and repeated the gargling action again, spitting the water into the small cup again. Then he shook the small cup to make sure that the medicine was fully dissolved, and then drank the large cup of water in one gulp. Then he picked up the cup and took a sip of the liquid that had been dissolved in saliva.

"Junior, have you learned?" No. 278 looked at Luo Youcheng.

Luo Youcheng opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, reached out and touched it, and found that there were still many pieces of medicine, and nodded embarrassedly.

With a "slippery", No. 278 drank the saliva liquid in his stomach like drinking Lao Baigan, patted his chest, and burped pleasantly. He threw the large and small cups into the recycling bin, put his hands behind his back, and walked away humming a little tune. Luo Youcheng hurriedly threw away his big and small cups and followed behind this "senior".

On the way, I saw a woman, shook the doorknob twice, turned around and prepared to leave. After taking two steps, the woman stopped again. She looked at the magnetic card hanging around her neck, turned back, swiped it on the door, twisted the doorknob, and the door opened. She had a look of chagrin on her face, and muttered:

"I forgot to lock the door again."

She brought the door over and twisted the doorknob twice. Make sure the door is locked properly before turning to leave. After walking a few meters away, he trotted back again, opened and closed the door again with the access control, complaining that he forgot to lock the door.

When No. 278 passed by her, he said disdainfully, "No. 152 is a madman." The door was always open, and she thought she had closed it. ”

No. 152 listened, opened the door, rushed in and lay on the bed crying.

No. 278 educated another junior, and he was very proud, and the song hummed louder. Luo Youcheng followed him to the entertainment hall. On a small table near the door, a Go board was set up, and two people, a man and a woman, were playing chess. They took care of themselves and laid out black and white diagonals with the chess pieces, drawing a big × on the chessboard. Then they stopped, as if they didn't know what to do.

Number 278 asked, "What are you playing?" ”

The man replied, "Backgammon." ”

No. 278 nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Why don't you go down?" ”

The woman replied, "At the end of the day, there is nowhere to go." ”

No. 278 frowned and asked, "Why don't you move the chessboard to the ground if there's no place?" This way you have more room to play chess. ”

The two players suddenly realized, and they carefully moved the board to the floor, pouting their butts and continuing to draw larger crosses.

Across a table, sat a woman. There was a jewelry box in front of the woman, and she was rummaging through it, and her mouth kept saying:

"Why? Why can't I find it again? ”

Number 278 looked at her with interest and asked:

"What can't you find?"

"The heirloom my mom left me was still in there."

The woman poured all the small items in the jewelry box on the table and spread them out. The content is very rich, paper clips, thimbles, coins, coils, erasers, fruit candy, screws, strainers for faucets, ...... The woman's eyes scanned back and forth like a scanner. Then she picked up a dark green plastic whistle, held it high, and said excitedly:

"I found it, the heirloom my mother gave me."

The woman put the whistle to her mouth and kissed it, carefully placing it in the center of the jewelry box. Then she took a large pile of bits and pieces into the jewelry box, closed the lid, exhaled, and took a sip of the empty water glass on the table. Then she opened the jewelry box and rummaged through it, muttering why she couldn't find the heirloom.

Number 278 was about to leave, but heard a woman's grunt and walked back. He asked:

"What can't you find?"

The woman said, "The heirloom that my mother left me was still in there just now." ”

Number 278 frowned, and when the woman raised the plastic whistle high again, Number 278 snatched it up, threw it on the ground, stomped on it a few times, and gave it a few more strokes. The plastic whistle turned into a green slag. Number 278 says:

"There are no heirlooms, you don't have to look for them in the future."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then clapped her hands and smiled backwards.

"Great, don't worry about this damn heirloom anymore, I'm free."

Number 278 nodded in satisfaction. At this time, a man and a woman behind them quarreled because they had placed the chess pieces too far away, and the floor was running out.

Ignoring them, Number 278 continued to the next table. He is like a life coach, correcting one mistake after another. Luo Youcheng has been following him all the time, like an apprentice. The recreation room was only halfway turned, and the loud bell rang. People in gray checkered clothes put down their work and rushed to the windows to look up at the sky.

The old-fashioned table clock in the sky moved to the center, and the sound of the bell was mixed with the clicking of the pendulum. When the twelfth bell fell, the recreation room erupted in cheers:

"Lunch ......"

Luo Youcheng was carried by the crowd like a cafeteria, he craned his neck and looked left and right, but he didn't see Mentor No. 278.

Luo Youcheng received his own meal in the cafeteria, a bowl of egg fried rice, a hot dog, two slices of ham and a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup. He looked around with a tray and saw a table with only one person sitting on it, and this person was putting grains of rice on the table. Luo Youcheng walked over and sat down across from him. The man raised his head, glared at Luo Youcheng viciously and said:

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way of my painting."

Luo Youcheng walked to the adjacent seat with the tray and sat down, staring at the man's rice grain painting, and breaking the paper spoon in his hand little by little. He broke it very finely, threw it in the rice bowl, stirred it with his hands, then poured the rice into the tray and began to lick the bowl.

Tutor No. 278 didn't know when, but he appeared next to Luo Youcheng again, and he taught:

"You don't eat like this."

He put his rice bowl upside down on the table, put the rice grains at the bottom of the bowl, lowered his head and licked the bottom of the bowl with his tongue, the rice grains were gone, and the bottom of the bowl was very clean. After demonstrating the correct eating posture, Instructor No. 278 pointed to the next table and said:

"It's okay to eat like he does, you can eat it all at once. He painted his flowers well. ”

Luo Youcheng turned his gaze back to the adjacent table. The fierce man at the next table drew a piece of poop on the table with rice grains, and he carefully outlined three thin curved lines with rice grains on the top of the stool, implying that the lump was fresh and steaming.

The man was satisfied with his work, he stood up, propped his hands on the table, leaned down, and his tongue moved closer to the table. He seemed to sense that someone was watching him, turned his head, and smiled hideously at Luo Youcheng. Luo Youcheng shuddered, timidly withdrew his gaze, and secretly aimed at it with his afterglow. The man's tongue roamed quickly on the table, like a sweeper, and everywhere it passed, clean as new.

Luo Youcheng immediately felt that he was full, he picked up the tray and walked towards the recycling place. He poured the food into a stack of trays, tossed the trays into the bucket, and dug his coat pocket to wipe his mouth. Then he went back to his room.

After lunch, it's nap time, and everyone goes back to their rooms to rest.

When he woke up, the first thing he did when he got out of bed was to go to the window and look at the clock in the sky. The clock is on the west side, the hour hand points to three o'clock, and the pendulum is rattling.

Luo Youcheng walked out of the room and walked towards the entertainment hall. He saw Mentor 278 again, humming a little song from table to table, constantly correcting the mistakes people had made. Luo Youcheng stood very obediently behind Mentor 278 and followed him from table to table like a fart.

That afternoon, Tutor 278 helped a little girl. The little girl looked like she was seven or eight years old, standing in front of a stuffed animal twice her height. The cloth on the plush toy's stomach cracked, revealing the silk cotton filled inside. The little girl spends most of her time in a daze, sometimes pulling at both sides of the crack and trying to get her head in; Sometimes a small branch is picked up from the ground and awkwardly inserted into the crack.

The little girl said that her mother's belly was broken, and she wanted to get into it and sew it up.

Tutor No. 278 made a suggestion close to normal thinking this time, he asked the little girl to find a zipper to sew it, open the zipper when she wanted to get in, and close the zipper when she wanted her mother's belly to be intact.

The little girl was happy for a while, but she soon became unhappy again, because she didn't know where to look for the zipper.

Time passed quickly, and it was dark outside the window. People in gray checkered clothes put down their work and rushed to the windows to look up at the sky.

The clock had disappeared from the sky, and there was still a glimmer of light on the western horizon. On the eastern horizon, a round wall clock is rising, and the pendulum still hangs from side to side.

One said, "The sun has set and the moon has come out." ”

Another said, "The moon is so round today." ”

The third man said, "The moon is so round every day." ”

Tutor No. 278 said, "It's dinner time. ”

The entertainment hall erupted in cheers, and Luo Youcheng was dragged by the crowd to the cafeteria.

The days passed like this, and Luo Youxiang was like a faithful follower, following Tutor No. 278 every day, watching him correct other people's mistakes.

Luo Youcheng was like the walking dead, he didn't realize that another will in his body was struggling.