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Chapter 171, The Indifferent Child (2)


The school always gives people a very lively feeling, with the noisy playground, teachers reading loudly, and the smell of paper and ink filling the air. otbnkotgt "Fat man, look at that sandpit over there.

You've never failed your physical education exam.

Once in the long jump, you fucking jumped up from the starting line and landed next to the sandpit.

Now that I think about it, it's still terrible.

It’s funny, how did you jump out of here?

Why don’t you teach me a lesson?”

I pointed at the sand pit and laughed wildly.

"Go, go, go, you're laughing at me, is that funny?

We are the same person.

I still remember that time in the fifth grade.

There was a new toffee outside.

You said you wanted to try it and asked me to borrow money.

I gave you money and asked you to help me.

"Brother, you were caught by the teacher when you came back from buying candies, and you finally confessed to me.

You haven't been a loyal person since you were a kid."

The fat man shouted dissatisfied.

Some students were taking physical education classes not far away.

Looking at the children, I suddenly remembered Fatty and I when we were young.

I always feel that there are a few particularly naughty children in every class, and every class will also cultivate a few children with lifelong relationships.

It seemed to be free time, and a group of children in the distance ran towards us.

Under the sun, the flying red scarf engraved the best part in everyone's heart.

The bell rang after about ten minutes.

We returned to Shen Mengtian's office, and then went to her class with her.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt that the atmosphere was not right.

The house was dark and seemed a bit gloomy.

Although the curtains were opened, the classroom was blocked by a camphor tree and the sunlight could not completely penetrate.

Shen Mengtian took us into the classroom, and the children didn't react much.

Only a few children looked at us curiously, and the others were just like Shen Mengtian described, staring as if their eyes were blank.

"Children, two teachers are coming to our class today.

Can you please applaud and welcome us?"

Shen Mengtian said with a smile, "I noticed that only the few children who were just curious were more enthusiastic, and the other children applauded symbolically.

It felt like I had walked into a meeting of some cadre groups, lifeless and without any vitality."

Fatty and I were sitting in the last row of the classroom.

It was not yet class time and the children could still move around freely.

Most of the children were sitting still on their chairs.

Shen Mengtian came over and pointed to the window and said, "The boy in the second to last row by the window is the child who first took sick leave and is now in the most serious condition."

After hearing this, I turned around and looked over.

The child was sitting by the window, looking outside, with his hands flat on the table, seemingly very quiet.

"Can I talk to him?"

I asked.

After getting Shen Mengtian's nod of approval, I walked over.

When I got close to the child, I clearly felt that something was not right about the atmosphere around me.

This feeling is very strange.

How can I put it more appropriately?

It's like approaching a tombstone.

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It feels solemn but not gloomy.

This kind of atmosphere makes people feel heavy.

"Hello."

I spoke, keeping my voice as gentle and gentle as possible.

He ignored me at all.

I frowned, tried to continue communicating with him, and said, "Hello, can you hear me?"

He still didn't respond.

Didn't he hear me?

But my second statement was very clear.

"Hello, can you hear me?"

When I spoke for the third time, I reached out and patted his shoulder.

Unexpectedly, he immediately turned his head and looked at me with wide eyes, then opened his mouth and screamed.

The scream was as loud as a loudspeaker blowing violently in the ear, and several times louder than the sound of a truck.

"Holy shit" I couldn't help but mutter, while stepping back and covering my ears.

At the same time, Shen Mengtian hurriedly walked up and spoke to comfort the child.

I looked around, and the situation was just as Shen Mengtian said.

None of the other children responded.

Only a few in the front row covered their ears with disgusting expressions, but most of them turned a deaf ear.

"Teacher Shen, the children in your class are barking again."

Someone spoke at the door, and when I looked back, I saw a middle-aged woman wearing thick glasses and holding a stack of books.

"Teacher Wang, hey, yes, I don't know why he screams when he is touched.

I contacted his parents but there was no response."

Shen Mengtian shook his head and said.

"I think this child may have a mental problem.

You'd better contact his parents as soon as possible and ask them to take him to see a doctor.

Don't delay the child.

These behaviors are quite abnormal.

Well, these two are" Teacher Wang looked at me and Fatty strangely.

The fat man hurriedly smiled and said: "Hello, we are social workers sent by the district to help children with psychological problems.

My surname is Cui."

The fat man's ability to lie casually is getting better and better.

"Oh, that's it.

Hello, hello.

The children in Teacher Shen's class hope you can help and take more care of them."

Teacher Wang took the fat man and murmured for a long time.

I looked at it and wanted to laugh.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Wang suddenly pointed at me and said, "I think I have seen you before.

Did you also study in this school before?"

" I was stunned, darling, you can recognize this.

"Yes, I used to go to this school.

My surname is Ba."

I nodded.

"Oh, that's no wonder, he looks very familiar.

Okay, class is about to start, and I'm going to the classroom too, so we can have a chance to chat."

As soon as Teacher Wang walked away, the class bell rang.

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We both sat at the back of the classroom and the class officially began.

Although I am not a teacher, I still understand some common sense in it.

Primary school classrooms are generally the most active, because primary school students are energetic and imaginative, and are good at expressing themselves.

Therefore, there is the most interaction between teachers and students in primary school classrooms.

But it will gradually decrease in middle school, and most of it will become indoctrination education.

When it comes to college, basically those who want to learn should study, and those who don’t want to learn should also rush to pass.

However, our universities at that time were better than they are now.

There were many people who loved reading.

Even if they didn’t like reading, they still liked to invent and create things, or music and art.

But the class in front of me can only be described as weird.

The children had no interaction at all.

Shen Mengtian did very well, with vivid and vivid expressions.

The well-prepared courseware should have made this class very exciting.

But the children didn't respond at all.

She often asked a question and didn't respond for a long time.

All the children just looked at her blankly, without any verbal communication, let alone eye contact.

"Something's wrong."

I frowned and whispered.

A class lasted for dozens of minutes and ended like an ordeal.

After class, the children didn't do anything to play.

Shen Mengtian sighed and walked over and asked, "How did you see anything?"

"There must be something wrong.

Can I enter your school at night?"

I asked after thinking for a while.

"There is a teacher on duty, but outsiders are generally not allowed to come in.

But I can talk to the principal.

If the teacher on duty is accompanied, maybe we can come in.

But what are you doing?"

Shen Mengtian asked puzzledly.

"If there are no clues here during the day, then let's take a look at night.

Some things won't show up easily in broad daylight."

I didn't speak too directly, but Shen Mengtian still understood the meaning of my words.

Her face turned pale but she nodded firmly.

Unfortunately, the principal did not agree and sent Shen Mengtian back.

In fact, it is normal for ordinary people, especially teachers, not to believe in such things.

But there's more than one way to get in at night The fat man used a bag of peonies and Teacher Shen's guarantee to get the guard's nod.

The three of us made an appointment to meet at the school gate at ten o'clock in the evening.

At that time, most of the teachers on duty had already gone to bed, and the school must be deserted.

The moon is above the treetops, the weather is clear tonight, there are no clouds, and there is an occasional cool wind blowing in the air.

Fatty and I arrived at the school gate early in the morning.

The gate was deserted and few pedestrians were seen passing by.

Teacher Shen hadn't come yet, so the two of us entered the guard's duty room first and waited for her arrival in the guard's room

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