The long line moved forward at a steady pace. Once the teacher at the front office desk at the entrance finished registering a child, the iron gates would open up a small path, letting a child enter after registration.
Two hours later, the sun ascended to the highest place in the sky, and Bai Yan was hiding under the many branches and leaves of the tree to shield himself from the sun.
At this moment, not many people were still in the line, and the inside of the campus was already filled with children, only a few more kids were standing outside the large iron gate, being led along by their families.
The parents of these children had light smiles on their faces. Occasionally, there were incredibly happy faces that started to hurt.
There was no one there that was truly grieving for the kids.
It was no wonder that the parents who had planned early didnāt bring their children to the āSpecial Districtā schools to sign up. Theyāve long been saving up money for their children to enroll in an ordinary elementary school, so there was no way they would come here now.
Bai Yan hid under a tree, his hawk-colored eyelashes covering half of his vision. His eyes were still experiencing some stabbing pain. So, he lifted a hand and placed it right above his eyes, shielding himself from the sun and letting his eyes feel a bit better.
In the place where he was taking cover, he could hear the conversations between the families and the female teacher.
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When a child reaches adulthood and receives their income, a third of their pay would be credited to their parentās bank account to repay the kindness of raising them.
In this respect, raising children was an investment with huge profits with only a small capital needed to raise more than one, like her parents that had a total of four children. Once theyāve grown up to be adults, these two old b*stards wouldnāt work anymore, merely waiting for their four children to show their filial piety every month and enjoying it.
Thinking of these two old farts, the woman gritted her teeth, wishing that they could die earlier. It would be best for them to die from a car crash today. This way, she didnāt need to hand over a third of her pay to them and also could get a chunk of their inheritance to make life more relaxed.
However, returning to her situation, the woman also wanted to give birth to many children, she also wanted to raise her kids to be adults early on, like what her parents did. Later on, she wouldnāt need to work a day anymore and just wait for her childrenās filial piety.
Thus, she understood the teacherās misgivings, but she, herself, had no other alternatives.
Every child could become a cash cow for the rest of her lifetime. If it werenāt for accidents, she wouldnāt have easily given up any of her children.
Seeing the teacherās interest in this, she didn’t give much context and only stopped after sharing her intentions of enrolling her daughter.
The woman hesitated, her expression filled with pain, saying, āTeacher, you donāt know, I donāt have any other choice! I work at a special firm. Although the salaries in our firm are high, the internal climate of the firm is gruesome, implementing a policy to sack the worst-performing employee and not raising idle employees.ā
āRecently, my performance isnāt that good, one of the worst performing in fact, so Iām anticipating to be let go by the end of this year. Before, if that were to happen and the worst-performing employee was me, then the worst thing that would take place was my finding another job. But recently, my firm is partnering with the government. This cooperation with the government states that the worst-performing employee will not be sacked, but will be sent to the āSpecial Districtā to work. You also know what kind of place the āSpecial Districtā is right. Iām actually in a tight spot…ā
Hearing this, the teacher suddenly saw her point, āNo wonder you also want to enroll your daughter. I heard before that if parents enrolled two children, then the parents would be pardoned. How about this, Iāll also register your daughter, and when next year comes, weāll go to your house first!ā
āOkay, sorry for the trouble, teacher!ā
Hearing the teacherās reply, the woman was absolutely elated.
Upon seeing the iron gate open and the young boy just standing in front of the entrance, not moving, she violently pushed the boy in, then leaving with her daughter without the slightest hesitation.
The woman carried the two-year-old girl, who was ignorantly nibbling on her motherās finger, clearly unaware of what dreaded transaction the woman had just accomplished.
The womanās slightly swollen belly was slightly nostalgic of the child she put in the āSpecial District.ā She had another one on the way. Having two children sent to the āSpecial Districtā to earn a profit, her life was more important than her childrenās…
The womanās leaving figure disappeared, and the other families have enrolled their children in the school. Just like the woman, they left without burdens in their hearts, not even looking back as they left.
Behind them, bright kids clung to the back of the iron gate, using eyes of resentment to glare at them. They knew that their parents had abandoned them.
Once the last parent had left, the teacher instructed two soldiers to lift the office desk and boarded a vehicle, leaving.
As a result, only heavily armed soldiers were left near the vicinity of the elementary school as well as the 500 newly enrolled students and a couple of teachers.
āAlright, your parents have left. They wonāt come back no matter how much you cry, so shut up and give me a line!ā
When all the parents had left, the teachers inside the school changed their expressions, they couldnāt be bothered to keep up their nice smiles and directly berated the children.
According to the requirements set by the admin above, a class should have 50 children, and each grade level should have 500 students altogether.
Since this was just a newly established āSpecial District,ā the school only had one grade level for the time being.
The guidelines didnāt have any unnecessary requirements, and the teachers also didnāt want it to be troublesome.
They seized the children hiding around the campus, one by one, gathering them all together. Soon, the 500 children were all present.
The 500 students stood together, forming a dense pack, similar to swine that were trapped inside a small den, allowing the teachers to choose.
In a short while, each homeroom teacher had chosen their students, leaving them to be responsible and manage 50 students each.
Bai Yan was put into Class 4, and the homeroom teacher of their class was a woman called Ning Xiuli.
Ning Xiuli had thick and wavy golden hair. She looked like a prostitute from head to toe and really didnāt seem like a teacher.
However, compared to her fellow teachers, Ning Xiuli was already not bad.
When the other teachers saw kids who werenāt listening, they would immediately deal a hand against them. Moreover, although Ning Xiuli wasnāt dressed appropriately like the other teachers, she at least didnāt raise a hand against her students. It seemed that there was still a silver lining to her.
Once again checking the number count, she made sure that there were no less than 50 children.
Ning Xiuli scowled, rudely shouting in a loud voice, āWhen you go to school, donāt even think about returning to your families. Enrollment here is during the start of the school year, and only when you graduate will you be able to leave school. Be behaved and these six years will go by quickly, do you all understand?ā
The crowd responded with pandering noises in twos and threes. There were still many children who didnāt answer back with their heads lowered, wailing.
Upon seeing this, a malicious color flashed before Ning Xiuliās eyes, but she still controlled herself. Enduring her impatience, she led the class into the school building.
The kids walked to Class 4ās room, and on the way there, the kids who didnāt cry glanced around in all directions, full of curiosity for the things inside the school.
The schoolās facilities were extremely old-fashioned. The paint on the walls was fading, a few of them were peeling, looking like dots of stars, and even cobwebs were hanging on the corners of the walls.
As everyone passed by, the wooden floors creaked and cracked loudly, they clearly had been used for a long time.
When almost reaching Class 4, a girl suddenly said, āTeacher, the pictures here are super weird. Why are their eyes moving?ā
āWhy do you have so many questions?ā Ning Xiuli scolded, but she quickly came over and responded, a hint of fear flashing before her eyes, āPictures moving? Donāt talk nonsense! How could the people inside these pictures move?ā
āWhereās this picture? Point to it quickly and show me!ā
Receiving the teacherās attention, the girl felt happy.
She promptly used a small finger to point to the wall, pointing to one of the pictures, saying, āItās her! When we were passing through just now, her eyes were following Teacher’s movementsā¦ Teacher, do you know her?ā
When the girl pointed at the picture, Bai Yan also looked to where she was pointing right away.
It was a half-body portrait of a woman. The portrait was enclosed in a wooden frame and was mounted on the wall. There was nothing suspicious about it.
Unclear handwriting was scribbled below the portrait, and according to it, this was the very first female headmaster of this school.
In the portrait, the female headmaster was beaming from ear to ear, looking quite nice, the wrinkles on her face made her look even more benevolent.
However, unlike her kind face, the female headmasterās eyes were strangely askew, her eyes tilting to the Class 4ās direction, fixing her gaze to where Ning Xiuli was standing just now.
Bai Yan remembered at the start that the female headmasterās eyes were supposed to be looking straight ahead, not like this.
The picture wasnāt a TV, the people on them shouldnāt be able to move.
The girl was telling the truth.
Since he saw it himself, Bai Yan believed the girlās words. However, Ning Xiuli sized the portrait up and down, only feeling that the female headmasterās expression was creepy, but still skeptical about the little girlās words.
She knew that this place had ghosts, so it wasnāt surprising at all to discover this inside the āSpecial District.ā
However, Ning Xiuli still didnāt dare believe that after arriving here for such a short time, she had discovered something frightening.
Remembering that children at this age love to tell lies, Ning Xiuliās expression immediately changed to a fierce one.
Her heart was frightened and alarmed, but to conceal her fear, she reprimanded the girl, saying, āQuiet! Donāt talk rubbish, saying such ominous words? Quickly go to the classroom!ā
āTeacher, Iām not lyā¦ā
āShut up!ā
Before the girl could finish what she was saying, Ning Xiuli raised her palm and slapped her across the face, forcing the weeping girl to enter the classroom.
Rushing the kids into the classroom, Ning Xiuli stood by the door, looking at the picture in an unsettled manner. The eyes of the female headmaster in the portrait increasingly became weirder, compelling her heart to feel more restless.
At this moment, she already believed the young girlās words a bit, but she consoled herself. The people above her assured them thatāā
If the ghosts inside the campus started a murder spree, the very first victims would be these already dead-meat kids.
Although it was risky to stay inside āSpecial Districts,ā just as long as they were careful, it wouldnāt be that easy for the teachers to die.
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