Chapter 4 Survival Day
A week later, Cangnan City’s Sixth Middle School.
”Eh, look, is that person from our school? Why is there a layer of cloth over his eyes?”
”Wearing our school’s uniform, he must be from our school.”
”He’s also holding a guide stick in his hand, he seems to be blind.”
”Strange, why haven’t I seen this before?”
”I think he’s from this year’s new high school class, isn’t he?”
”Don’t mention it, with a few circles of black cloth wrapped around his eyes, he looks quite handsome.”
”But how can a blind person go to class? I don’t think our school has special classes, right?”
”I don’t know.”
”……”
Unsurprisingly, Lin Qiye had just walked through the school’s doors and attracted a huge wave of attention.
However, Lin Qiye had experienced this kind of scene too many times, and he walked through the school’s Maple Leaf Avenue as if no one was watching, heading in the direction of the teaching building.
Speaking of which, Lin Qiye was prepared to face those assholes before he came here, after all, like in many brainless articles, this kind of situation would definitely bring out a few stupid so-called “school bullies”, who would mock him for a while, laying the groundwork for him to act like a pussy and beat his face up in the future…….
However, that kind of trouble maker didn’t appear, instead, many students took the initiative to come forward and ask him if he needed help.
This caused Lin Qiye to inexplicably lose some of his heart.
Come to think of it, they were all modern students who had gone through nine years of compulsory education, so how could there be so many trouble makers who were not open-minded? Besides, even if there are those small groups, now also pay attention to a “jianghu righteousness”, usually help brothers to settle things, express a little bit of spirit is okay, if you really go up to bully the disabled, the next day will be drowned by spit stars, completely broken reputation.
Lin Qiye went up the stairs and quickly found his classroom, sophomore (2) class. He had already spent a year in the special school for his first year of high school, and now after transferring to another school, he was considered an interloper.
From most movies and TV dramas as well as novels, interlopers were generally synonymous with coldness, isolation, and misery. After all, during the first year of high school, all kinds of cliques had already been formed, and it was difficult to truly integrate into the class if you didn’t take the initiative yourself.
Lin Qiye was very clear that he wasn’t the type of person to take the initiative.
Even if he got along with them in the first year of high school, with his uninviting temperament, he would probably be alone even now.
But there is nothing wrong with being alone, at least Lin Qiye himself enjoys this feeling, no one to bother him, meditate and nourish his mind, focus on his studies ……
If you really want to deliberately ask him to get along with other people, he won’t.
Standing at the door of the classroom, Lin Qiye took a deep breath, settled his mind, and stepped in.
The moment Lin Qiye walked into the class, the original clamor of voices came to an abrupt end, and the air suddenly quieted down ……
One second, two seconds, three seconds ……
Just as Lin Qiye was about to say something, the class suddenly exploded!
”You’re student Lin Qiye, right? Your seat is ready over there.”
”Student Lin Qiye, are you blind? I’ll take you there.”
”Classmate, walk slower, there’s more stuff on the aisle. …… That one who, take your book bag back!”
”……”
Before Lin Qiye could react, there were already several classmates walking up, carefully leading him towards his own position, and there was also a taller boy who directly took Lin Qiye’s book bag and carried it on his shoulder.
Surrounded by many people, Lin Qiye arrived at his seat safely.
Lin Qiye: ……?
How is this not quite like the script?
”Lin Qiye student, I’m the class president of this class, Jiang Qian, if there’s anything you can find me.” A girl with a ponytail patted her chest and said.
”My name is Li Yifei, call out to me if you’re going to dinner, I’ll take you there.” The man who helped him with his bag laughed.
”And me, I’m Wang Shao ……”
”……”
Many, many people clustered around him, warmly greeting him.
For a moment, Lin Qiye was surprisingly a bit bewildered.
To be honest, this was quite a bit off from his imagination.
”You guys, recognize me?” Lin Qiye’s expression was a bit odd.
”The class teacher told us about you.” Class president Jiang Qian replied, “However, the one that impressed us the most was your aunt, that day she took a basket of eggs and stood right here, giving us eggs one by one, asking us to take care of you ……”
Lin Qiye’s mind seemed to have a thunderbolt strike at first, and his entire body froze in place.
What those classmates said next, he could no longer hear, he just stared blankly at this classroom, his mind could not help but conjure up the image of that middle-aged woman with a hunched back, carrying a basket of freshly-boiled eggs, pleadingly requesting her classmates.
”Classmates, help, my nephew ah eyes are not good, the nature of the cold, you more care about him ……”
”Little girl, you look really good, my nephew is also handsome, you will like it ……”
”Seven Nights this child ah, is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, as long as you get acquainted with him, you will definitely get along very well ……”
”……”
I don’t know when, but the black ribbon was slightly moist.
”Aunt ……” he murmured.
Just as everyone was chattering and chatting, a female teacher walked in with her books clutched, and seeing Lin Qiye sitting in the front row, she first came up to offer her condolences, and then after briefly introducing herself to everyone, she began her lesson.
”Everyone turn your books to page ninety-one, today we’re going to talk about the history and dilemmas of modern Daxia ……”
Seemingly because of the extra Lin Qiye, today this teacher skipped the process of skimming the textbook and directly explained the contents of the book.
”A hundred years ago, the earth still had more than two hundred countries spread across the seven continents and four oceans, with different customs and cultures, and even in that era when technology wasn’t very developed, we were still able to travel to different countries by ship and feel the clash of cultures with each other …… ”
”However, on that day of March 9, a mysterious fog suddenly appeared out of nowhere in Antarctica, and then spread at an alarming rate, devouring close to 98% of the earth in just 24 hours.”
”The skyscrapers built by mankind, the primitive forests that have existed for eternity, the deep and bottomless oceans …… everything was covered by the fog, and countless countries fell into the fog, with no news at all.”
”However, this unbelievable mist stopped when it was about to invade the land of Da Xia …….”
”No one knows the reason, but it just stopped so oddly.”
”Over the course of a hundred years, countless theories and conjectures have been put forward, some say that this mist is actually a creature that happened to be full after devouring 98% of the Earth, so it stopped near Daxia; some say that it’s because of a special magnetic field that exists at the location where Daxia is situated, which hinders the spread of the mist; and others say that this is the 5,000 years of my Daxia’s accumulated reserves coming into play, sheltering this land ……”
”The composition of this mist is completely beyond human cognition, whether it is light, sound, radio waves, or other means of detection, none of them can penetrate this mist, and no one knows whether those other countries that were swallowed up a hundred years ago still exist behind this mist …… ”
”According to expert speculation, the probability of their survival in the mist is extremely low, because this mist is lethal whether it is inhaled into the lungs or comes into contact with the surface of the skin ……!”
”In the past hundred years, our country has sent countless fully equipped exploration teams into the mists, but none of them have returned.”
”Fifty years ago, our country’s first satellite was successfully launched, and judging from the picture images transmitted back from space, the entire earth had turned grayish-white, with only a clean slice of Daxia left.”
”The current Daxia is like an isolated island on this planet, and we …… are perhaps the last survivors of this planet.”
”Therefore, the day the mists appeared, that is, March 9 every year, is called ‘Survival Day’.”