When I walked into this "special education school", I didn't find anything "special" at first.

The lonely playground, the lonely flagpole, and the solemn and silent school building are not significantly different from the 28th Middle School when classes are in class.

That was until I found a blind path that spanned the middle of the playground and was almost everywhere.

"Here it is...... Are there schools that specialize in educating children with disabilities? ”

I asked cautiously.

Penthos nodded, took off his white gloves and straightened the cuffs of his suit to make himself look more formal.

"Let's just take this visit as a condolence visit, there may be something interesting in it."

Visit? Something interesting? What's interesting about a school for children with disabilities? Listen to my dad say that for the Western high society in the Middle Ages, visiting mental hospitals and admiring the disabled was an important recreation for them - Penthos, didn't you spend too much time with Ai Shuqiao, and you learned badly!

"Hey, the two of us came over empty-handed to 'condole', will it be welcomed by others?"

Pentheus curled the thick lines of his lips inscrutablely, "It doesn't matter if your hand is empty, just remember to bring a 'heart' with you." ”

Incredibly, with the dignity of me and Penthos, we were really warmly welcomed by the staff.

A cook, two janitors, three cleaners, all those who had nothing to do with came over to greet Penthos. The leader was a man in his thirties with a sincere expression and a slight loss of hair, and I learned from the conversation that he was the principal of the school, and he was really young as the principal.

I wanted to say: Your vigilance is really poor! Peng Thos and I are obviously a big criminal and a small criminal, maybe we came to slaughter the village to take revenge on society! In the words of Wen Crepe, you actually opened the door to thieves!

But looking at the enthusiasm of the staff, especially the principal of the glasses and Peng Tousi, I don't believe that Peng Thos is here for the first time, he must have been here before, maybe more than once.

An extremely unreliable thought popped into my head - could it be that Pentheus was a former student at this school? No wonder I always feel abnormal when I look at his face! If Peng Tousi studied in China as a child, his martial arts can also be interpreted as going to Songshan Shaolin Temple to learn art!

No, no, no, it's too nonsense, Peng Thosi is no younger than the principal of glasses, and depending on the newness of the school building, it should have been built within ten years, and Peng Thos should not have had this school when he was a child.

After a few polite remarks, Penthos introduced my name to the Principal of Glasses.

"This is Ye Lin, a very powerful child, I heard that I am coming to see you, he has to come along, let him also visit everyone's campus."

Terrible? What a fart! You knocked me down with one punch! And who took the initiative to follow? I was kidnapped! Kidnapping!

Suddenly, an even more terrible thought came to my mind - could it be that the reason why Penthos left me alive was just to beat me stupid with a move like "Beidou Fist of Remorse" and then let me stay in this special education school for the rest of my life!

So ruthless, you are so ruthless, Ai Shuqiao! As soon as I think of the tragic situation of my mouth flowing from the corners of my mouth, and calling Gege (please read the third tone) when I meet people, my cold hair stands on end, and sorrow comes from it!

When the time comes, the squad leader will look at me with pity! And Xiaoqin will definitely take me home as a pet!

After listening to Penthos's introduction, the principal straightened his glasses, as if he had just noticed that there was a small me standing beside the tall Penthos.

"Oh, is it Ye Lin? Mr. Penthos' friends are our friends, and now that everyone is in class, if you are bored, please go to the recreation room and sit for a while. ”

On the way to the activity room through the corridor, I passed several classrooms, and through the glass windows, I could see many students sitting behind their desks honestly listening to the lectures, and I didn't see anything unusual about them from the outside, but I felt that they were not as lively as the students of No. 28 Middle School, and the teacher on the podium was very young.

The principal walked very lightly when he passed by these classrooms, and did not speak to Peng Thos again, and I walked silently all the way, sometimes accidentally stepping on the blind path in the middle of the corridor, and suddenly felt a sense of apology, but I couldn't figure out who needed to be daoqian.

The snow-white walls of the corridor are hung with all kinds of commemorative photos, some are blind children painting with their hands in the studio, some are deaf and mute girls performing a thousand hands Guanyin, some are teenagers suffering from muscle atrophy of the lower limbs and won the first prize in the city's programming competition, and some students are holding a theatrical performance on stage, and the parents in the audience want to raise their hands and applaud, but they inexplicably stop halfway through, with a distracted expression...... It's more about the group photos of teachers and children, whether they have achieved results or suffered misfortunes, it looks like young teachers who have just graduated from university are always around them to encourage them and support them, and some of the students who are about to leave school are reluctant to give up with each other.

I wondered to myself: the teachers at this school look like good people! They're not going to watch Penthos beat me stupid, are they? Although it can be regarded as an increase in the number of students, it violates the law of humanity!

I've always wanted to ask Penthos what it meant to bring me here, but the headmaster has been hard to say in front of the glasses. Finally found a space, but Penthos said that he was going to the office to talk to the principal about business, and asked me to stay alone in the empty cultural and sports room.

"By the way, you're fine anyway, if you can play Go, just accompany Xiaoyu to play chess."

Glasses principal was very enthusiastic to suggest.

"Light rain? Who is Xiaoyu? ”

I followed the direction of Penthos' finger and turned around, only to find that in the corner of the activity room, a very thin little boy was sitting behind the Go table, tilting his head and silently fiddling with the chess pieces in his hand.

The principal lowered his voice and said to me: "Xiaoyu is only 10 years old, unfortunately he has congenital cerebral palsy, but his memory is quite amazing, and he can recite 700 decimal places after pi!" ”

I'm a little hesitant - playing chess with a child with cerebral palsy, even if you win, you can't win, right?

And I'm not very good at dealing with children with disabilities, not because I have the slightest idea of discriminating against them (I'll be their official alumnus if Penthos makes me stupid), but because I'm worried that my Spartan personality will inadvertently hurt them, and I don't know how to remedy it.

"Go ahead," Penthos nudged me behind the back, "it doesn't matter if you're empty-handed, it's enough to have a loving heart." ”

I had to wipe the sweat from my palms on my pants and sit opposite Xiaoyu, a child with cerebral palsy, very careful for fear of scaring him.

Xiaoyu seemed to be used to playing games with people, he smiled shyly, sorted out the chessboard, and then played the first game.

In the middle of the board, the position of "Tian Yuan", by my standards, is not very haode opening.

Since a game of chess often takes more than 45 minutes, there are fewer and fewer Chinese who know Go, but my father once taught me to play in his spare time, and I still have two boxes of "Yunzi" that my father bought from Yunnan in the early years, both black and white are warm and delicate to the touch, and full of feel. Grabbing a handful of "Yunzi" in my hand, I felt as if I had become a chess master.

Because I was fortunate enough to master the ancient skill of Go, I am usually quite proud of it, and as far as I know, in the second (3rd) class of junior high school, apart from me, only Niu Shili and Gong Caicai can also play Go.

As for chess strength, it's not boasting, I haven't lost to anyone other than my dad, and sometimes my dad is not sober and I can still beat him.

Later, I realized that the main reason why I had such a "brilliant" result was because I had never played chess with anyone other than my father.

In front of the light rain, I quickly fell on my head.

Nima fouls! Don't bring this! This ability to rob and make eyes is close to that of professional chess players! Just looking at the situation on the chessboard, 9 out of 10 viewers will think that I am cerebral palsy!

I frowned and stared at Xiaoyu, he was very shy, and his gaze always avoided contact with people. As a 10-year-old boy, his appearance is not too noticeable, except that the distance between his eyebrows and eyes is a little large, and he always tilts his head as if he is thinking about something.

I dispelled the idea of underestimating the enemy, gathered my mind, and made a son who thought he was a good move, and sure enough, Xiaoyu stopped thinking for a long time, and scratched his face every 3 seconds when he encountered difficulties, which made me feel a little itchy on my face.

Hmph, no, right? I don't have anything to be proud of, but I'm still slightly better at intelligence! Of course, I will hold the 'love' reminded by Penthos, and wait until the chess game is clear, and deliberately admit defeat, so that you can taste the joy of victory! Young man, don't be discouraged, you still have room for improvement, I'm optimistic about you!

Unexpectedly, after thinking for a long time, Xiaoyu's whole body suddenly shook, and he fell in a place that I couldn't imagine anyway.

"Bang", he had never made such a big movement before.

At first, I didn't understand the subtlety, but I just had an ominous premonition and Xiaoyu fought in the corner of the chessboard, and when the two sides fell more than ten pieces, I was depressed to find that I had no hope of winning.

Lose all the games! I don't need a final game plan at all, I have to quickly admit defeat to save some face! What a shame! Lost to a 10-year-old patient with congenital cerebral palsy! Does this mean that I won't be able to achieve anything intellectually in the future? My good grades in physics are just a temporary illusion, right? An IQ like mine will definitely be eliminated by the high-tech society soon, so I should quickly find an industry that doesn't use intelligence too much (such as an actor who specializes in playing two fools) to do the way back!

But in any case, a manly man must lose with dignity and respect your opponent who will win over you above board.

I bowed my head slightly to Xiaoyu and said convincingly, "I lost." ”

Xiaoyu smiled very innocently, and did not have the smugness that young people often show, he quickly packed up the chessboard, and Zhihei placed another game on Tianyuan, hoping that I would have another game with him.

I shook my head, I really didn't dare to fight him anymore, Xiaoyu looked very disappointed, but it didn't last long, and soon he was happy to fiddle with the mess he learned from nowhere.

At this time, Peng Thos happened to come back after talking to the principal, and saw that Xiaoyu and I had already decided the winner, so he asked me to get up, and he had something to say to me.

After a warm farewell from the headmaster and others, Penthos drove me back down the country road in his black cab that he had picked up from nowhere.

The atmosphere is a little weird.