After walking into this "special education school", I didn't notice anything "special" at first.
The sparse field, the lonely flagpole, the solemn and silent school building, it was no different from when 28 Middle was in class.
Until I discovered the almost ubiquitous blind lane that spanned across the field.
"Is this … a school for educating disabled children?"
I asked carefully.
Peng TouSi nodded, he took off his white gloves and fixed the cuffs of his suit to make himself look more formal.
"Let's treat this visit as a consolation tour. Maybe there'll be something interesting inside."
Visit? Something interesting? What kind of interesting things would a school for disabled children have? I heard my dad say that visiting mental hospitals and appreciating disabled people was an important entertainment activity for the western upper class in the Middle Ages — — Peng TouSi, did you also learn bad things after spending too much time with Ai ShuQiao?
"Hey, do you think we'll be welcomed if we come empty-handed?"
Peng TouSi raised his lips, "It doesn't matter if you're empty-handed, just remember to bring a 'heart'."
It was hard to believe that Peng TouSi and I were warmly welcomed by the staff with our appearance.
A chef, two guards, three cleaners, everyone who had nothing to do came over to chat with Peng TouSi. The leader was a man in his thirties with a sincere expression and slightly balding hair. From our conversation, I found out he was the principal of this school, he's quite young for a principal.
I originally wanted to say: Your vigilance is really bad! Peng TouSi and I are obviously a big criminal and a small criminal, maybe we came here to take revenge on society! To put it in a scholarly way, you guys are opening the door to a thief!
But looking at the enthusiasm of the staff, especially the principal and Peng TouSi, I don't believe it was Peng TouSi's first time here. He must have been here before, maybe even more than once.
An unreliable thought suddenly popped up in my head — — was Peng TouSi a former student of this school? No wonder I always felt that his face was abnormal! If Peng TouSi had studied martial arts in China when he was a child, then his martial arts skills could be explained by going to the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song to study under a master!
No, no, no, that was nonsense. Peng TouSi was no younger than the bespectacled principal, and looking at the condition of the school building, it should have been built within the last ten years. This school probably didn't exist when Peng TouSi was a child.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Peng TouSi introduced me to the principal with glasses.
"This is Ye Lin, a very powerful little friend. When he heard that I was coming to see you guys, he insisted on coming. Let him take a look at everyone's campus."
Amazing? Powerful my ass! You knocked me down with just one punch! And who would take the initiative to follow him? I was kidnapped! Kidnapping!
Suddenly, an even more terrifying thought popped into his mind. Could it be that the reason why Peng TouSi spared my life was just to beat me silly with moves like the "Big Dipper Regret Fist", and then let me stay in this special education school for the rest of my life?
Ruthless, you're so ruthless, Ai ShuQiao! When I think about how I would drool from the corner of my mouth and call everyone I see Ge Ge (please read the third tone), my hair would stand on end and I would be filled with sorrow!
When the time comes, the class leader's gaze would definitely be filled with pity! Also, Xiao Qin would definitely take me home and raise me as a pet!
After listening to Peng TouSi's introduction, the principal adjusted his glasses as if he just realized the tiny me standing next to the tall Peng TouSi.
"Oh, is it Ye Lin classmate? Mr. Peng TouSi's friends are our friends. Everyone is in class right now, if you're bored, please go sit in the activity room for a while. "
I passed by several classrooms on the way to the activity room. Through the glass windows, I could see many students sitting obediently behind their desks, listening to class. I didn't see anything abnormal about them, I just felt that they weren't as lively as the students in 28 Middle, and the teacher on the podium was especially young.
When the principal passed by these classrooms, he kept his footsteps light and didn't speak to Peng TouSi again. I was influenced by them and I walked in silence. Sometimes, I would accidentally step on a blind spot in the middle of the hallway and suddenly feel apologetic, but I didn't know who I should apologize to.
There were all kinds of commemorative photos hanging on the white walls of the corridor. Some were of blind children painting with their hands in the studio, some were of deaf and mute girls performing the Thousand-Hand Guanyin, some were of teenagers with lower limb muscular atrophy winning the first prize in the city's programming competition, and some were of students holding cultural performances on stage. The parents in the audience wanted to raise their hands and applaud, but for some reason, they stopped midway with a dazed look in their eyes … Most of the photos were of teachers and children. Whether they had achieved good results or encountered misfortune, the young teachers who looked like they had just graduated from university were always by their side, encouraging and supporting them. Some of the students who were about to leave school were reluctant to part with their teachers.
I was puzzled: The teachers in this school seem like good people! They wouldn't just watch as Peng TouSi beat me stupid, right? Although it does increase the number of students, it goes against the rules of humanity!
I always wanted to ask Peng TouSi why he brought me here, but I couldn't say it in front of the principal. When I finally found a space, Peng TouSi said he had to go to the office to discuss some business with the principal and left me alone in the empty activity room.
"Oh right, since you have nothing to do, if you know how to play Go, you can play with Xiao Yu."
The principal suggested enthusiastically.
"Xiao Yu? Who's Xiao Yu? "
I looked in the direction of Peng TouSi's finger and found a skinny boy sitting behind the Go table in the corner of the activity room. He tilted his head and silently played with the chess pieces in his hands.
The principal lowered his voice and said to me: "Xiao Yu is only 10 years old and unfortunately has congenital cerebral palsy. However, his memory is quite amazing and he can recite the 700 digits after the decimal point of pi!"
I was a bit hesitant — — even if I won against a child with cerebral palsy, it wouldn't be an honorable victory.
Also, I'm not very good at interacting with disabled children. It's not that I look down on them (If Peng TouSi beats me stupid, then I'll be their official alumnus), but I'm worried that my Spartan personality will hurt them unintentionally and I don't know how to make up for it.
"Go." Peng TouSi pushed me from behind, "It's okay to play empty-handed, as long as you have love in your heart."
I could only wipe the sweat from my palms on my pants and sit across from Xiao Yu. I was very careful not to scare him.
Xiao Yu, on the other hand, seemed like he was used to playing with people. He smiled shyly and tidied up the board. Then, he made his first move with black.
He made his move in the center of the board, at the 'Heaven' position. Based on my standards, it wasn't a very good opening.
Since a game often takes more than 45 minutes, there are fewer and fewer people in China who know how to play Go. My dad used to teach me when he was free. I still have two boxes of 'Cloud' that my dad bought from Yunnan. No matter if it's black or white, it's smooth and smooth to the touch. With a handful of 'Cloud' in my hand, I felt as if I had become a Go saint.
Since I was fortunate enough to master the ancient art of Go, I'm usually quite proud of it. As far as I know, other than me, only Niu ShiLi and Gong CaiCai can play Go.
As for my Go skills, I'm not bragging, but I've never lost to anyone other than my dad. Sometimes I can even beat him when he's not sober.
Later, I realized the main reason I had such "brilliant" results was because I've never played against anyone other than my dad.
I quickly stumbled in front of Xiao Yu.
That's cheating! You can't be like this! His ability to rob and trick is almost on par with a professional Go player! Just by looking at the situation on the board, nine out of ten people in the audience would think I'm the one with cerebral palsy!
I stared at Xiao Yu with a frown. He was very shy and always avoided eye contact. As a 10 year old youth, his appearance wasn't too eye-catching. It was just that the distance between his eyebrows and eyes was a bit wide, and he always tilted his head as if he was thinking about something.
I dispelled the thought of underestimating my opponent, gathered my thoughts, and made a move that I thought was a good move. As expected, it made Xiao Yu stop and think for a long time. When he was in trouble, he would scratch his face every 3 seconds, and it made me feel a bit itchy.
Hmph, you can't take it anymore? Although it's nothing to be proud of, I'm still slightly better in terms of intelligence! Of course, I'll hold onto the 'love' that Peng TouSi reminded me of and admit defeat on purpose after the game is clear, so you can taste the joy of victory! Young man, don't be discouraged, you still have room to improve, I'm optimistic about you!
I didn't expect Xiao Yu's body to suddenly tremble after thinking for a long time. With lightning speed, he placed a piece in a place I would never have thought of.
"Pa", he had never made such a big noise before when he placed a piece.
At first, I didn't understand what was so special about it. I only held a bad premonition and fought with Xiao Yu in the corner of the chessboard. After both sides had put down ten pieces, I dejectedly discovered that I had no hope of winning.
I lost the entire game! There was no need for a final move, I had to quickly admit defeat to save some face! So embarrassing! I lost to a 10 year old with cerebral palsy! Does this mean I won't be able to achieve anything intellectually in the future? Is my good grades in physics just a temporary facade? With my IQ, I will quickly be eliminated by the high tech society. I should quickly find an industry that doesn't require too much intelligence (for example, acting as an idiot) as a backup plan!
But no matter what, a man should lose with dignity, and respect the opponent who defeated you fair and square.
I slightly lowered my head towards Xiao Yu, and wholeheartedly said: "It's my loss."
Xiao Yu smiled honestly, and didn't have the smugness that young people often show. He quickly cleaned up the board, and placed a piece on Tian Yuan with black, hoping to play another round with me.
I shook my head, and really didn't dare to play against him again. Xiao Yu showed a very disappointed expression, but it didn't last for too long. Very quickly, he began to happily fiddle with the endgame that he learned from who knows where.
At this time, Peng TouSi just finished talking with the principal and came back. Seeing that the winner between me and Xiao Yu was decided, he told me to get up, he had something to say to me.
After the principal and the others warmly bid farewell, Peng TouSi drove me back to the country road in his black taxi that he got from who knows where.
The atmosphere was a bit strange.
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