enlightenment

Author: smlianzu
Word count: 3918
At No. 39 Mianhua Hutong, Dongcheng District, Beijing, there is a very small school—the Central Academy of Drama. It was there that I first came into contact with SM. It happened in a very unusual environment. What seemed unbelievable at the time happened. Run to the toilet. I have a habit of going to the toilet, and I always prefer to go to the innermost one. I stretched out my hand and pulled the door, but the door was stuck inside, and I thought someone must have preempted it. I opened the second room conveniently. Since the light was relatively dark, I didn’t bother to take a closer look at what was in the urinal, so I squatted down to urinate. Because my classmate had already gone to the bathroom to help me occupy the locker, I opened the door and ran out as soon as I finished urinating. When I ran down the stairs, I suddenly remembered that the things I was going to take a bath were hanging in the toilet, so I turned around and ran upstairs again. When I pushed open the door of the women’s toilet again, I was stunned by the scene in front of me: a man was bending over to take something out of the squatting pit where I had just urinated. The man turned his head when he heard the knock on the door. ah? Isn’t that the new teacher assigned by our school to teach us the ×× class? At this time, I saw his face turned papery pale due to shock, and he was holding a large glass jar in his hand, which was almost full of the light yellow urine I had just passed out. While I was surprised, I asked him first in embarrassment: “Teacher X, what are you doing here?” Teacher X held the canned jar full of my urine in both hands, and looked at me in horror.