Thriller: I created an alien asylum

And those eyes had been staring at the blue sky and white clouds outside.

Until the bishop entered those eyes.

The bishop tried his best to maintain his expression.

"Student, you should listen carefully during class, right?"

The head teacher hurried over. He took a look and found out who that person was. He immediately retracted the tone that was supposed to scold him.

"Ah, it's you. What's wrong?"

The tone was so gentle that it didn't seem like he was talking to a student who was absent from class.

The principal was surprised.

Someone came to inspect. Didn't the head teacher tell these students in person that no matter how naughty they were in the past, they had to give him a good performance today?

Of course, the principal knew that it was normal for students of this age to be a little naughty.

Moreover, except for those who studied well, most of the students had ordinary grades.

It was still unknown whether they could get into a good university.

Most of them could only go to a second-tier university or a junior college.

There were also many students who did not plan to continue to go to college due to both academic performance and family reasons.

After the college entrance examination, they would find a job.

And what good jobs can high school graduates find?

After all, only a few people can make it.

Most people will work in factories.

Or enter various industries and earn two or three thousand yuan a month.

Just live an ordinary life.

This is the life of ordinary people.

But.

Today can be said to be a life that can change their destiny.

Mr. Sheng, the big boss, came here to invest in building a factory and also planned to sponsor poor students to go to college.

No matter what his purpose is, as long as he can sponsor these students to go to college, those students who want to go to school can continue to study.

Maybe after they finish college, they still can't find a job, or maybe, after experiencing college life, they broaden their horizons and change their lives from then on.

At this critical moment, how can you let it go?

The principal said with a bluff: "What is the name of this student? Who is his class teacher?"

"Hey, hey hey... Principal."

The head of the grade rubbed his hands and stopped the principal from looking for trouble.

Then, the head of the grade took a look inside the classroom.

The sound outside has attracted the attention of the originally serious students inside.

At this moment, several students were seen turning their heads to look at them curiously.

The teacher on the podium scolded them a few times.

But he couldn't stop the curiosity of these students.

The head of the grade saw it and quickly pulled the principal to the stairs.

The bishop saw it and felt as if he had been pardoned.

He quickly followed and left.

Finally, he was out of the sight of that person.

A group of people left the classroom and stood in the stairwell. The head of the grade spoke to the principal in a much lower voice.

"This student, he is a little special. His parents have told the teacher, and his class teacher has also mentioned this to me."

Special?

The principal, the bishop, and the believers were all confused.

Of course, the believers didn't know the purpose of their coming here, they only knew that they had to cooperate with the bishop to play their current identities.

As for the bishop, he was confused and had some sudden realization.

It seems that the person he was looking for has appeared.

The principal was so angry that his face turned red. What kind of place is this? Why are there such special forms? How can such a thing happen in the school?

"I don't care how special his identity is. As a student, his mission is to study hard. If he is a rich second-generation, he wants to have privileges on campus."

"Tell his parents to send him to an aristocratic school, where he can do whatever he wants."

"Although this is a private school, since I took over the position of principal, I have been determined to let these students learn knowledge and get into a good university in the future."

The principal was already excited as he spoke: "Call their class teacher for me."

"Wait, wait, principal, you misunderstood, you misunderstood."

The head of the grade wiped the sweat from his head and said with a bitter face: "We are all ambitious people, otherwise why would we stay in this school?"

"Isn't it for these kids in District D?"

"This classmate's situation is indeed special, not in terms of identity, but..."

The head of the grade stopped talking as if he couldn't speak.

The bishop, who had been listening with his ears perked up, almost pinched the head of the grade by the neck and asked him to finish quickly.

Why are you still keeping him on edge at this time!

The principal couldn't wait: "But what?"

Grade Director: "Well, it's all personal privacy, but you are indeed qualified to know this."

"When this student was sent to our school."

"His parents went to find his class teacher and brought the medical records."

"This child is called Chen Yu, and he is also pitiful. He has some mental illnesses, such as paranoia. He has visual or auditory hallucinations, but he usually takes medicine to control it."

"Now he is a little quieter and doesn't talk to others. As long as you don't stimulate him, there will be no problem."

The bishop was immediately sure.

This student named Chen Yu is definitely the one he is looking for.

If not, then he will eat ten kilograms of feces!

The principal still frowned: "Is he mentally ill? Why not send him to a mental hospital?"

"If his illness relapses, it will be irresponsible for the safety of other students."

The head of the grade said quickly: "I said the same thing after I learned about it, but his parents said that his attending doctor said that he is recovering very well now, as long as he can slowly integrate into normal campus life."

"He can basically recover from this illness."

"Besides, he doesn't come to school every day, only two or three days a week. I also went to his attending doctor to find out about the situation."

"You see..."

The principal frowned. He really sympathized and pitied the student's condition, but as a principal, he needed to be responsible for all the students in the school.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier if there were students in this situation?"

"This..."

The head of the grade laughed flatteringly and said nothing.

The bishop saw that the principal's brows were getting higher and higher, and he didn't want Chen Yu to stay in the school.

This won't work.

If Chen Yu is really rejected by this school.

Will his layout be in vain?

So the bishop coughed and said, "Principal, I think the child's condition is very stable. We should also show some care and tolerance to such special students."

"How about this, I will pay for all the tuition and school supplies for this student. If anything happens to him or causes any accident, I will bear it all."