"I heard that you have cognitive impairment, and the teacher asked us not to bully you."

"We never bully others. Do you think we are bad kids?"

In the canteen of the welfare home, the children were joking. There were three or five children sitting together at one table. Among them, the boy surrounded by the head was bigger than the other children, and it was even more disproportionate to the body.

"Hey, do you know there is a word called 'dwarf'? Hahahaha last time I saw this word in the dictionary, isn't it you?"

What's this kid having fun?

The other children were stunned and couldn't understand his funny point.

"By the way, what's your name?"

A child put his finger into the soup on his plate, took it out, and drew two traces on the other person's face.

"I... don't have a name." The boy was a little slow.

"You have such a big head, so just call it Big Head in the future hahahaha!"

"Big head and big head! Big head and big head!"

"Good name, what a good name!"

A group of children clapped their hands excitedly.

"My name is Big Head."

The boy grinned and smiled blankly.

After dinner, Datou is going to attend his first class when he entered the welfare home today.

Class is a very novel thing for him.

Following the students to the classroom, everyone laughed and played, and he came to the corner to sit down.

Outside the window, you can see a piece of sunflower, twisting, slanting, lying, and dead, with only a few of them barely some colors.

Big Head didn't know what that was.

He was contaminated by evil spirits and had limited thinking levels and cognitive abilities. It was impossible to identify these malnutritional and trampled on everything.

When the ringtone rang, Zhou Zheng walked into the classroom with a bouquet of sunflowers.

"Hello everyone," he said with a smile.

"Hello teacher, hey teacher!"

"Hello, Teacher Zhou!"

Everyone said something and said something, and it was a little messy.

Zhou Zheng pressed down his hands to signal everyone to be quiet, and then looked at a few people, "Lele, how do you feel when you come to the welfare home today?"

“Very happy!”

"What about Xiaoxiao, what do you think?"

"I feel OK."

"that……"

"Teacher, his name is Datou." A classmate said with a smile.

"Teacher, my name is Datou." Datou said silly.

"Then, what do you think, kid?" Zhou Zheng hesitated, unable to tell whether this was the child's name or the nickname he gave by everyone's prank, so he simply did not call his name.

"Ahhh." Datou smiled and nodded, wondering if he understood it.

Zhou Zheng nodded and looked back.

"Today's course is quite special. I decided that every new student will take this class in the future."

Zhou Zheng looked around everyone's faces and smiled, "Actually, I'm also wondering if I have the qualifications to teach everyone this class, but no matter what, it's a beautiful vision."

He turned around and picked up the chalk, first drew a circle on the blackboard, then drew petals, stems, and branches and leaves. Finally, he used yellow chalk to color the petals and flowers and dotted particles.

"Do you know what this is?"

Zhou Zheng asked.

"It's so simple, isn't this a big round plate?"

"Bad, this is clearly a plate of fried sesame seeds with eggs!"

"You're the shit!"

"Don't argue, everyone." Zhou Zheng had no choice but to stop everyone, and then pointed out the window, "Didn't you find that the painting is similar to what is outside?"

Everyone turned their heads one after another.

"Oh!! I understand, you always draw—"

"Big Sun!"

"Bad! The teacher drew that dog tail flower."

A bunch of little kids.

Zhou Zheng was even more helpless, "Look at it."

He raised the sunflower placed on the table, "This is called a sunflower. The so-called sunflower is a flower that grows towards the sun. It yearns for the sun and grows vigorously. It represents infinite beauty and future, and this is also the consistent purpose of our welfare home."

"I planted a piece of sunflower in the backyard. Everyone is not allowed to trample on it anymore. I was caught and was carefully punished for being confined."

To briefly scare everyone, Zhou Zheng continued, "I specially brought a sunflower that grows well, and everyone will pass it on and take a look."

As he said that, he handed the sunflower to the girl in the first row.

With a gentle pull, the sunflower's flowers and stems separated. The girl pursed, "What, this sunflower is not strong, it will fall apart so easily!"

The second man pulled down a flower and put it in his mouth, "Ph, it's so unpalatable."

The third person...the fourth person.

When it came to Datou, the sunflowers were already broken, leaving only a handful of round shapes.

"sunflower?"

He had limited brain capacity and thought about these three words carefully.

"We are all special people. We are taking this class to give everyone a direction and hope that everyone can become the 'right' people in the future."

"Teacher, what is the 'right' person? Is it the same as you?"

A classmate raised his hands and asked.

"No."

Zhou Zheng shook his head.

"I'm not the 'right' person, so I need direction just like everyone else."

He picked up the chalk and wrote two words on the blackboard: Xiangyang

——

Xiyang and Zhou Zheng are both very strange.

Needless to say, Zhou Zheng, the guy who is murderous intent sometimes has no killing, sometimes does his best, and sometimes gives people the feeling that he is not doing his best.

And his identity is also confusing.

It seems like there is nothing he doesn't know.

Not a human, the strange aura doesn't look very similar.

After the second transformation, Zhou Zheng's strength increased greatly and his aura changed greatly.

Clothes also have subtle changes.

What changes are they?

Zhou Chen thought about it carefully in his mind.

There are some more patterns, patterns, and there may be other ones. I didn’t pay attention to it, and Zhou Chen can’t remember it very clearly now.

When he was in Zhongling Academy, he specifically inquired about Zhou Zheng's relevant information.

I received a lot of feedback, probably saying that Zhou Zheng is gentle and elegant, has a gentlemanly style, and is upright and upright, so he deserves to be a "righteous".

He is the vice dean of Qiling Academy. The courses he teaches have two aspects: one is combat and the other is thought.

During class, I always tell you some stories about sticking to my true heart.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that such a person would be one of the masterminds behind the heavy fog in Zhongling District.

The third stop of this time is the 7 o'clock welfare home.

I don't know what will be greeted by myself.

As we got closer and closer to the welfare home, Zhou Chen could vaguely see a red light rising.

What's going on?
To be continued...