Chapter 4 Survivor’s Day

A week later, Cangnan Middle School.

“Hey, look, is that person from our school? Why is there a cloth covering his eyes?”

“Wearing our school uniform, he must be from our school.”

“He’s holding a guide stick in his hand, and he seems to be blind.”

“Strange, why haven’t I seen him before?”

“He must be the freshman of this year, right?”

“Don’t tell me, even with a few circles of black cloth wrapped around his eyes, he looks quite handsome.”

“But how do blind people go to class? There don’t seem to be any special classes in our school, right?”

“I have no idea.”

“…”

As expected, just as Lin Qiye walked into the school gate, he attracted the attention of a large group of people.

However, for this kind of scene, Lin Qiye experienced too much, and he walked through the school’s Maple Leaf Avenue and towards the direction of the teaching building.

Speaking of which, Lin Qiye was ready to face those pricks before he came, after all, like many brainless and cool articles, this situation will jump out of a few silly so-called “school bullies”, sneering at him, laying the groundwork for him to pretend to hit his face in the future…

However, that kind of troublemaker did not appear. Instead, many students took the initiative to step forward and ask him if he needed help.

This made Lin Qiye feel inexplicably lost.

Thinking about it, they are all modern students who have undergone nine years of compulsory education, how can there be so many troublemakers who don’t open their eyes? Besides, even if there are those small groups, they still pay attention to “the loyalty of the rivers and lakes”. It is okay to help the brothers settle things on weekdays and express their spirits.

Lin Qiye walked up the stairs and soon found his classroom, Class Two (2). He has been in the special school for a year in the first year of high school, and now he is considered a transfer student after transferring to another school.

Judging from most film and television dramas and novels, transfer students are generally synonymous with coldness, isolation, and misery. After all, in the first year of high school, various small groups have already formed, and if they do not take the initiative, it is difficult to Integrate into the class.

Lin Qiye knew very well that he was not the kind of person who takes the initiative.

Even if he got along with them even in his freshman year of high school, with his temperament of not getting close to strangers, he is likely to be alone until now.

But there is nothing wrong with being alone, at least Lin Qiye himself enjoys this feeling, no one disturbs him, and he can cultivate his nature quietly and focus on his studies…

If you want to deliberately ask him to have a good relationship with others, he won’t.

Standing at the door of the classroom, Lin Qiye took a deep breath, calmed down, and walked in.

The moment Lin Qiye walked into the class, the original noisy voice stopped abruptly, and the air suddenly quieted down…

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

Just when Lin Qiye was about to say something, the class exploded!

“You are Lin Qiye, right? Your seat is ready, there.”

“Student Lin Qiye, can’t you see? I’ll take you there.”

“Student, walk slowly, there are a lot of things in the aisle…Who is that, put your school bag back quickly!”

“…”

Before Lin Qiye could react, several students had already stepped forward, carefully leading him to his place, and a tall boy directly took Lin Qiye’s schoolbag and carried it on his shoulders superior.

Surrounded by many people, Lin Qiye came to his seat “safely”.

Lin Qiye: …?

How is this different from the script?

“Student Lin Qiye, I’m Jiang Qian, the monitor of this class. If you need anything, you can call me.” A girl with a ponytail said, patting her chest.

“My name is Li Yifei. If you go to eat something, call me and I will take you there.” The man who helped him carry the bag smiled.

“And me, my name is Wang Shao…”

“…”

Many people crowded around him and greeted him warmly.

For a moment, Lin Qiye was a little dazed.

To be honest, it was quite different from what he imagined.

“You guys know me?” Lin Qiye had a strange expression on his face.

“The class teacher told us about you.” Jiang Qian, the class monitor, replied, “However, what impressed us the most was your aunt, who was standing here with a basket of eggs that day, delivering eggs to us one by one, begging us to take care of you…”

There seemed to be a thunder in Lin Qiye’s mind, and he froze in place.

He couldn’t listen to what those students said next, he just stared at the classroom in a daze, and the hunched middle-aged woman involuntarily appeared in his mind, carrying a basket of freshly boiled eggs, earnestly begging the classmates.

“Students, help me, my nephew has bad eyesight and a cold temperament, please take care of him…”

“Little girl, you are so good-looking, and my nephew is also very handsome, you will definitely like it…”

“Qiye is a child who is cold on the outside and warm on the inside. As long as you get to know him well, you will definitely get along well…”

“…”

I don’t know when the black ribbon became slightly wet.

“Aunt…” he muttered to himself.

While everyone was chatting, a female teacher came in with a book between her arms. Seeing Lin Qiye sitting in the front row, she first came up to express her condolences, then gave a brief introduction to everyone, and began to teach.

“Everyone, turn the book to page ninety-one. Today we will talk about the history and predicament of modern Daxia…”

It seems that because of the addition of Lin Qiye, today the teacher omitted the process of skimming the textbook, and directly explained the content of the book.

“One hundred years ago, there were more than 200 countries on the earth, distributed in seven continents and four oceans, with different customs and cultures. Even in that era when science and technology were not developed, we could still travel to different countries by boat and feel the collision of cultures between each other…”

“However, on March 9th, a mysterious fog suddenly appeared out of thin air in Antarctica, and then spread at an alarming rate, swallowing nearly 98% of the earth in just 24 hours.”

“The high-rise buildings built by human beings, the primitive forests that existed in ancient times, the bottomless ocean… everything was covered by fog, and countless countries fell into the fog, and there was no news at all.”

“However, this unbelievable fog… stopped when it was about to invade the land of Daxia.”

“No one knows why, but it just stopped weirdly.”

Over the past hundred years, countless theories and conjectures have been put forward, and some people say that this fog is actually a creature that is just full after swallowing 98% of the earth, so it stops near Daxia; Some people say that it is because there is a special magnetic field in the location of Daxia, which hinders the spread of fog; Some people say that this is the foundation accumulated by our Daxia Dynasty for 5,000 years, and it is at play to protect this land…”

“The composition of this fog is completely beyond human cognition. No light, sound, electric wave, or other detection methods can penetrate this fog. No one knows what’s behind this fog, those who died a hundred years ago… Do the other countries that have been swallowed still exist?…”

“According to experts’ speculation, their chances of surviving in the fog are extremely low, because whether this fog is inhaled into the lungs or touches the surface of the skin… it is lethal!”

“In the past hundred years, our country has sent countless well-equipped detection teams into the fog, but none of them has returned.”

“Fifty years ago, China’s first satellite was successfully launched. Judging from the pictures and images transmitted back from space, the entire earth has turned grey and white, leaving only a piece of pure land in Daxia.”

“Daxia right now is like an isolated island on this planet, and we… may be the last survivors of this planet.”

“Therefore, the day when the fog emerges, which is March 9 every year, is known as ‘Survivor’s Day’.”