Chapter 103

The long line was moving forward slowly. After each child was registered by the female teacher at the desk, the iron gate would open a small gap to let the registered children in.

Two hours later, the sun rose high, and Bai Yan hid under a lush tree to avoid the sun.

At this time, there were not many people still queuing. The campus was already crowded with children. Only a few children were still standing outside the big iron gate and being led by their parents.

The parents of these children had a relaxed smile on their faces. Occasionally, a few looked distressed, and they were also heartbroken for their own interests.

There was no one who was really sad for the children.

No wonder, parents who had planned in advance would not bring their children to the "special zone" to register. They had already spent money to let their children go to ordinary primary schools. How could they come here?

Bai Yan hid under the tree, his iris-colored eyelashes covered half of his eyelids, but his eyes were still stinging. So he raised one hand to cover the sun above his head to make his eyes feel better.

From where he was hiding, he could hear the conversation between the female teacher at the desk and the parents.

Now, standing in front of the desk is a mother with a slightly bulging belly and a girl in her arms.

The mother held a boy in her hand and said to the female teacher with a smile on her face: "Teacher, this is my child Naonao, he is six years old this year, please help me register him."

The female teacher wrote down the child's age and full name, as well as the woman's home address.

Seeing that the female teacher had filled in the form, the pregnant woman hurriedly said: "Teacher, can I also register my daughter?"

"How old is your daughter this year?"

"She is two years old this year. Do you accept two-year-old children here?"

"Too young, come back in two years." The female teacher raised her head and asked meaningfully: "It's not easy to have a child. You already have a child going to school in the 'special zone'. The country will not treat you unfairly. In the future, your children can go to ordinary schools for free. You send all your children to the 'special zone', and there is no one around you. What should you do when you are old and can't move?"

The woman is not a mother for the first time, so she naturally knows the benefits of raising children.

Whenever children become adults and earn income, one-third of their income will be deposited into their parents' accounts to repay their parents' kindness in raising them.

From this perspective, raising children is a very profitable business. The more you raise, the more you get. Just like her parents, they gave birth to four children in total. After they grew up, the two old men stopped working and waited for the four children's monthly tribute every day, enjoying it very much.

When the woman thought of the two old men at home, she gritted her teeth and wished they would die earlier, and it would be best if they were hit by a car when they went out today. In this way, she would not have to pay one-third of her monthly income, and she could also receive an inheritance and live a relaxed life.

However, when she returned to herself, the woman also wanted to have more children. She also wanted to raise her children to adulthood as soon as possible, just like her parents, so that she would not have to work and just wait for the children's tribute in the future.

Therefore, she understood the doubts of the female teacher, but she could do nothing about it.

Every child is a big fat sheep that can be sheared for a lifetime. If there is no accident, she really doesn't want to give up any child easily.

Seeing that the female teacher was very interested in this matter, it seemed that if she didn't say it, she would block her from signing up.

The woman hesitated for a moment, and said with a painful face: "Teacher, you don't know, I have no choice! I work in a special company. Our company's income and benefits are very high, but the internal system of the company is strict. It implements the last-place elimination system and does not support idle people."

"Recently, my performance is not very good. I have been at the bottom. I estimate that I will be laid off at the end of the year. If it were me in the past, I would lose my job and find another one. But recently, our company cooperated with the government. People who were eliminated from the last place will not be fired, but will be sent to the "special zone" to work. You also know what the "special zone" is. I really have no choice..."

Hearing this, the female teacher suddenly realized: "No wonder you want to register your daughter as well. I have heard that if you register two children, parents can be pardoned. How about this, I will register your daughter as well. When there is a need next year, we will be the first to go to your house to pick her up!"

"Okay, thank you, teacher!"

Hearing the female teacher's reply, the woman seemed very happy.

When the iron gate opened, she saw the boy standing at the door and refused to leave. She pushed him in with all her might, then carried the girl and left without hesitation.

The two-year-old girl was held in the woman's arms, biting her fingers in ignorance, obviously unaware of the terrible deal the woman had just reached.

The woman's back gradually disappeared, and other parents sent their children to the campus, and left without any burden like her, without even looking back.

Behind them, there was a precocious child clinging to the iron gate, looking at them with resentful eyes, obviously knowing that he was abandoned by his parents.

When the last parent's figure disappeared, the female teacher directed two soldiers to lift the desk, get on a car and leave.

As a result, there were only groups of heavily guarded soldiers near the primary school, as well as 500 new children and several teachers in the school.

"Alright, your parents are gone. They won't come back no matter how much you yell. Hurry up and get in line!"

When all the parents left, the teachers on campus changed their expressions. They didn't even bother to put on a business smile and just impatiently scolded the children.

According to the above requirements, there were 50 children in one class, and a total of 500 students in one grade.

Because this is a newly established ‘special zone’, there are only first grade students for the time being.

There are no extra requirements from above, and the teachers don’t want to interfere.

They pulled out the children who fled in the campus one by one and gathered them together. Soon, all 500 children were present.

Five hundred students stood together in a dense mass, like piglets trapped in a small space, allowing the teachers to select them.

After a while, each head teacher had selected students and each selected 50 children to be managed by themselves.

Bai Yan was assigned to Class 4, and their head teacher was a woman named Ning Xiuli.

Ning Xiuli dyed her hair yellow with big waves, and her whole body was full of dust, which was not like a teacher at all.

However, compared with other teachers, Ning Xiuli was already quite good.

Other teachers saw that the children were disobedient, and some of them took action directly. Although Ning Xiuli’s dress and appearance were not in line with the position of a teacher, at least she did not take action against the students, and it seemed that she had a bottom line.

The number of people was re-counted to confirm that there were not a single child missing from the 50 children.

Ning Xiuli frowned and said loudly, "You can't go home after you go to school. Registering here means the start of school. You can only leave school after graduation. Be honest and six years will pass quickly. Did you hear it clearly?"

There were twos and threes of people in the crowd, and many children did not agree and cried with their heads down.

Seeing this, Ning Xiuli's eyes flashed with a trace of malice, but she still suppressed it, and led the students into the teaching building with impatience.

The group of people walked towards the fourth class of the first grade in a mighty manner. On the way, a few children who did not cry looked around and were full of curiosity about the things in the school.

The facilities in the school were extremely old, the paint on the walls faded, and there were many peeling walls, and there were even spider webs hanging in the corners.

As everyone walked by, the wooden floor made a creaking sound, which was obviously used for a long time.

When they were about to reach Class 4, a girl suddenly said, "Teacher, the pictures here are so strange. Why do their eyes move?"

"Which picture is it? Show it to me!"

The girl was very happy to receive the teacher's attention.

She immediately pointed to the wall with her little hand and said to one of the pictures, "It's her! When we walked by just now, her eyes kept following you... Teacher, do you know her?"

When the girl pointed to the picture, Bai Yan immediately looked in the direction the girl pointed.

It was a half-length painting of a woman. The portrait was framed in a wooden frame and hung upright on the wall. It didn't look suspicious.

There was a line of scribbled handwriting under the portrait. According to the handwriting, this was a female principal of the school a long time ago.

In the portrait, the female principal was smiling and looked kind and amiable. Every wrinkle on her face looked so kind.

However, unlike her kind face, the headmistress's eyes were strangely crooked. Her eyes tilted towards the direction of Class 4, staring straight at the place where Ning Xiuli had just stood.

Bai Yan remembered that at first, the headmistress's eyes should have been looking straight ahead, not like this.

The picture is not a TV, so the people on it will not move.

The girl was telling the truth.

Because he saw it with his own eyes, Bai Yan believed the girl's words. However, Ning Xiuli looked at the picture and felt that the headmistress's eyes were creepy, and she was skeptical about the girl's words.

She knew what kind of hell this place was, and it was not surprising that anything happened in the "special zone".

However, Ning Xiuli still couldn't believe that she had only been here for such a short time, and the terrible thing happened.

Remembering that children of this age love to lie the most, Ning Xiuli's eyes immediately became fierce.

She was frightened and scared. To hide her fear, she scolded the girl: "Shut up! Don't talk nonsense. What unlucky words? Hurry up and get into the classroom!"

"Teacher, I didn't lie..."

"Shut up!"

Before the girl finished her words, Ning Xiuli slapped her and ordered the crying girl to get into the classroom.

After driving all the children into the classroom, Ning Xiuli stood at the door and looked at the picture uneasily. The headmistress's eyes in the portrait became more and more weird, which made her feel more uneasy.

At this time, she had already believed the girl's words, but she comforted herself that they had been promised above -

If the ghosts in the school started killing people, the first to be killed would be these dead children who should have died long ago.

Although staying in the "special zone" is risky, as long as they are careful, it is not so easy for them, the teachers, to die.