A week later, Cangnan No. 6 Middle School.
"Hey, look, is that guy from our school? Why is there a piece of cloth covering his eyes?"
"He's wearing our school uniform, so he must be from our school."
"He was holding a cane in his hand, and he seemed to be blind."
"Strange, why haven't I seen it before?"
"It should be this year's freshman class, right?"
"Don't mention it, he looks pretty handsome with a few circles of black cloth wrapped around his eyes."
"But how do blind people go to school? I don't think there are any special classes in our school?"
"have no idea."
"… "
As expected, as soon as Lin Qiye walked into the school gate, he attracted a lot of attention.
However, Lin Qiye had experienced this kind of scene too many times. He walked through the school's Maple Leaf Avenue as if no one was around and headed towards the teaching building.
Speaking of which, Lin Qiye was prepared to face those troublemakers before he came. After all, like in many brainless and cool novels, in this situation, a few stupid so-called "school bullies" would definitely jump out and ridicule him, laying the groundwork for him to pretend to be awesome and get slapped in the face in the future...
However, that troublemaker did not show up. Instead, many students came forward and asked him if he needed help.
This made Lin Qiye feel inexplicably lost.
Come to think of it, modern students have all gone through nine years of compulsory education, how could there be so many blind troublemakers? Besides, even if there are those small groups, now they still value "jianghu loyalty". It's ok to help brothers settle things and express their feelings on weekdays, but if they really go up to bully disabled people, they will be drowned in spit the next day and completely ruined.
Lin Qiye walked up the stairs and soon found his classroom, Grade 2 (2). He had already been in the special school for one year, and now after transferring to another school, he was considered a transfer student.
Judging from most film and television works and novels, transfer students are generally synonymous with neglect, isolation, and misery. After all, in the first year of high school, various small groups have already formed, and if you are not proactive, it is difficult to truly integrate into the class.
Lin Qiye knew very well that he was not the kind of person who would take the initiative.
Even if he had been living with them since his freshman year of high school, given his aloof temperament, he would probably still be alone now.
But there is nothing wrong with being alone. At least Lin Qiye himself enjoys this feeling. No one disturbs him. He can calm down and focus on his studies...
If you really try to make him get along well with others, he won't do it.
Standing at the door of the classroom, Lin Qiye took a deep breath, calmed himself, and walked in.
The moment Lin Qiye walked into the classroom, the noisy voices suddenly stopped and the air suddenly became quiet...
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Just when Lin Qiye was about to say something, the class suddenly exploded!
"You are Lin Qiye, right? Your seat is ready. It's over there."
"Student Lin Qiye, can't you see? I'll take you there."
"Classmate, please walk slower. There are a lot of things in the aisle... Hey, please take your bag back!"
"… "
Before Lin Qiye could react, several classmates came forward and carefully took him to their seat. A tall boy even took Lin Qiye's schoolbag and carried it on his shoulders.
Surrounded by many people, Lin Qiye arrived at his seat "safely".
Lin Qiye: ...
How is this different from the script
"Student Lin Qiye, I'm Jiang Qian, the monitor of this class. You can come to me if you have any problems." A girl with a ponytail said, patting her chest.
"My name is Li Yifei. If you want to eat, just call me and I'll take you there." The man who helped him carry the bag said with a smile.
"And me, my name is Wang Shao..."
"… "
Many people gathered around him and greeted him enthusiastically.
For a moment, Lin Qiye was a little confused.
To be honest, this was quite different from what he had imagined.
"You guys, know me?" Lin Qiye had a strange expression on his face.
"The head teacher told us about you." The monitor Jiang Qian replied, "However, what impressed us the most was your aunt. That day, she was holding a basket of eggs and standing here, handing us eggs one by one, asking us to take care of you..."
It was as if a thunderclap suddenly sounded in Lin Qiye's mind, and he froze in place.
He could no longer hear what the students said next. He just stared blankly at the classroom. In his mind, he could not help but imagine the scene of the middle-aged woman with a hunched back, carrying a basket of freshly cooked eggs and earnestly asking for help from the students.
"Classmates, please help me. My nephew has poor eyesight and a cold temper. Please take care of him..."
"Little girl, you are so pretty. My nephew is also very handsome. You will definitely like him..."
"Qiye is a kid who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. As long as you get to know him well, you will definitely get along well..."
"… "
I don't know when it started, but the black ribbon became slightly moist.
"Aunt..." he murmured to himself.
Just as everyone was chattering, a female teacher came in with a book under her arm. Seeing Lin Qiye sitting in the front row, she first came up to him to say a few words of comfort, then gave a brief introduction to everyone and started teaching.
"Everyone, turn to page 91. Today we will talk about the history and predicament of modern Daxia..."
It seemed that because of the addition of Lin Qiye, the teacher today skipped the process of skimming the textbook and directly explained the contents of the book.
"One hundred years ago, there were more than 200 countries on Earth, spread across seven continents and four oceans, with different customs and cultures. Even in that era when technology was not well developed, we were still able to travel to different countries by ship and experience the collision of cultures..."
"However, on March 9, a mysterious fog suddenly appeared in Antarctica and spread at an alarming speed, engulfing nearly 98% of the Earth's surface in just 24 hours."
"The skyscrapers built by humans, the primeval forests that have existed since ancient times, the bottomless oceans... everything is covered by the fog. Countless countries have fallen into the fog and no news has been heard from them."
"However, this incredible fog stopped just as it was about to invade Daxia's territory."
"No one knew why, but it just stopped strangely."
"Over the past hundred years, countless theories and conjectures have been proposed. Some say that this fog is actually a creature that happened to be full after devouring 98% of the Earth, so it stopped near Daxia. Some say that it is because of the special magnetic field in Daxia that hinders the spread of fog. Others say that this is the foundation accumulated by Daxia over the past five thousand years that is playing a role in protecting this land..."
"The composition of this fog is completely beyond human cognition. No matter light, sound, radio waves, or other detection methods, they cannot penetrate this fog. No one knows whether those other countries that were swallowed up a hundred years ago still exist behind this fog..."
"According to experts, the probability of them surviving in the fog is extremely low, because this fog is fatal whether it is inhaled into the lungs or comes into contact with the skin surface!"
"In the past hundred years, our country has sent countless well-equipped exploration teams into the fog, but no one has returned."
"Fifty years ago, our country's first satellite was successfully launched. From the images sent back from space, the entire Earth had turned gray, with only Daxia remaining as a pure land."
"Daxia is now like an isolated island on this planet, and we... may be the last survivors of this planet."
"Therefore, the day when the fog appears, which is March 9 every year, is called 'Survival Day'."