The full name of the special school is "Guangming Special Care School", which is a name that is easy to know.

Next to it is a plaque with two lines of black letters on a white background, which is nothing more than that department, that group, that company sponsorship, and so on.

What caught Nie Zheng's attention the most was that a high wall was built around the school, which could be as high as several floors.

There is also a wall in the orphanage, and Nie Zheng can easily climb over it, and even healthy people can't climb over this wall, let alone special people.

I don't know what the point of building is, probably because I don't want people from outside to go in and disturb me.

The afternoon sun falls on the high walls, and it can even penetrate into the special school.

If it weren't for this ray of sunshine, Nie Zheng would not be willing to walk in.

It's not as dark as you might think, it's clean, and there's a big garden.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl sits in a wheelchair with a hose in both hands and waters the flowers.

The girl's wheelchair is electric, and when she pushes the remote control stick on it, the wheelchair can come and go freely.

"Nie Zheng, Dad just said that he wanted to buy a wheelchair like that for Xiaoli!"

"Hmm!"

Nie Zheng nodded, there is nothing to celebrate, and there is nothing happy or unhappy, just use it when you need it.

"You.... We.... Good!"

The girl saw the two guests, closed the hose, and slowly approached the wheelchair.

She spoke like a robot, slowly, word by word coming out of her throat.

"Aren't you worried about them dying at noon?"

Nie Zheng's words have always been so direct, even for special people, he doesn't want to change, and there is no need to change.

"Hey, it's because I'm too slow, I started drenching flowers at 9 o'clock in the morning, and I'm not done until now, they're used to my slow motion, so don't worry. ”

"Of course, the flowers are not great creatures, so let them adapt to themselves!"

"Nie Zheng!"

Zhao Xiaoying scolded with a smile, Nie Zheng's words were very childish, just like talking to a child in his own family.

"You don't have to talk to me in a childish tone, my brain is the same as yours, and I receive information at the same speed, but I speak more slowly!"

The girl seemed to be a little angry, she tilted her head sideways, looking at Nie Zheng, it should be said that her head couldn't be straight, just like that.

"Oh!"

Nie Zheng didn't mean that, he treated special people as normal people, but he didn't explain it, why did he explain it. ，

"You are a star, I know you, your name is Nie Zheng, you are also a star, your name is Zhao Xiaoying, your songs are very good, and you are very good at lyrics and music!"

"Thank you!" Zhao Xiaoying smiled.

"Are you visiting the school?"

"Yes!"

"Look, he's the school's social worker, let him take you there!"

The girl pointed to a man who came over, the man was not tall, kind, simple, and suitable for social work, about 25 years old.

"It's Mr. Nie and Miss Zhao!", the man recognized the two of them at once, his face turned red, obviously very excited, he looked left and right, "Is it shooting?"

"No, we have relatives who have spinocerebellar disorders, or will be admitted to a special school in the future, so come to visit!" Nie Zheng was very direct.

"Ah!" exclaimed the girl, "your relatives are sick with mine!"

"Yours too?" Nie Zheng looked at the girl carefully, feeling very uncomfortable, and seemed to see Xiaoli's future.

"Nie Zheng, you are very rude!"

"I'm sorry!" Nie Zheng rarely apologized, "I didn't mean to offend...."

"I know, you see me, you think that your relatives will be like this in the future, I was sick at the age of 8, and now I am 18 years old, 10 years! The doctor said that it is better controlled!"

"Hmm!" Nie Zheng nodded.

"Hey! Xiangxiang hurry up, your idol!"

The man shouted loudly, and out of it came a young girl in a nurse's clothes, not pretty, but very tall, a little taller than the man.

"Hey!" the girl pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother Anan and Sister Xiangxiang are patting and dragging!"

"Hey, Fangfang can't be so gossipy, can't talk nonsense!"

Anan's face turned red, and he hurriedly stopped Fang Fang's words, "That's it, Brother Anan just likes Sister Xiangxiang!", Fang Fang pushed the control bar and fled quickly.

"Mr. Nie, Miss Zhao, you see, in fact, illness is not terrible, they are the same as normal people, if they want to gossip, they will always gossip!"

Nurse Xiangxiang knew the intention of the two, and asked Nie Zheng and Zhao Xiaoying for autographs and group photos, so she took them to visit the school.

"In addition to Fangfang just now, the school has received 3 similar patients, all of whom have graduated, and one of them has also found a job, working as a social worker in a community center, and giving psychological counseling to some helpful people..."

"What else can they do other than use their own experiences to encourage others?" Nie Zheng interrupted Xiangxiang.

"Hmm... In fact, a lot of work can be done, but not too heavy!"

Xiangxiang led the two of them to the stairs, "Look, our stairs are all designed, you can go up with a wheelchair, if you want to do physical therapy, you can also climb the handrail and go up slowly, there are monitors on both sides of the stairs, except for lunch breaks like now, there will be nurses up and down the stairs!"

"There is the laundry room up the stairs, and the students have to bring their clothes here by 8 p.m. every night, and pick up the clothes at 5 p.m. the next day, and we all ask the students to do it themselves, unless there are students with special needs

Students with the same pathology will live together, everyone can encourage each other, seniors can teach juniors some experience, the outside world always thinks that our kind of school is very dark, actually very humane, all the designs here can meet the needs of sick students can complete some daily actions

In a normal school, there is no such design, it is more difficult for them, and there is no need to worry about being treated unfairly, every student can bring a mobile phone in, and they will not be restricted from calling, even if it is one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, of course, you can only call if necessary, and it cannot affect others, so even if there is something, you can notify parents as soon as possible!"

"Nie Zheng, it seems to be good, the environment is very good, the equipment is complete, if there is really such a day...", Zhao Xiaoying was silent for a while, her eyes were red, "Xiaoli can also come here, you see that Fangfang is so optimistic just now, Xiaoli will definitely be encouraged with her, and when she graduates, I will find a job for her as much as I can..."

"Let's go!"

Nie Zheng was reluctant to discuss this heavy topic, and he had no authority to decide anything for others.

"Nie Zheng, I want to see an automatic wheelchair...."

"I'm not going!", for some reason, Nie Zheng felt like going to choose a coffin for a person who was still alive, although the analogy was very inappropriate, but he really felt this way at the moment.