black hypothesis

I met someone.

She stood in the middle of the crowd, and somehow you noticed her at a glance, like some kind of magic spell.

... Well, I'm talking human.

Today I was walking back to school while listening to the song like before, and then I saw her on the side of the road.She doesn't look very strange, wearing a normal uniform, with a normal ponytail and normal hairpins, her facial features are not particularly beautiful but pleasing to the eye, the only strange thing is the expression on her face: facial paralysis.

Standing by the side of the road, she watched the crowd rushing across the zebra crossing, and looked up at the flickering traffic lights from time to time.She was wearing our school uniform, but the phone screen was autopilot.Just as I was about to pass by, she suddenly stopped me.

The way she spoke was very strange: "Classmate, hello."

Me: "... hello?" Why do I feel like a student caught by the dean?

Then she said the second sentence, which I can assure you will never forget.

"Can you walk me across the road, please?"

A girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as me, who is already in high school, let me take her across the street?

I'm good."

She nodded, still not smiling: "Thank you."

Cross the road and go back to school.After all, I just met someone, so I shouldn't ask him why he doesn't know how to cross the road.But she still followed me until I was stopped by the senior sister waiting at the school gate.The senior sister held a report in her hand with a serious expression.She glanced at the girl, who still nodded stiffly and greeted her with the same lines and the same tone.

The senior sister took us to an empty classroom, sat down by the computer, and opened her mouth with a serious expression.

"Yi, our school has a major event," said the senior sister.

There is a 'one' in my name, so I am often called 'Ayi', and the homonym of 'Ayi' is auntie... I nodded, and the senior continued. "A month ago, an email was sent, requesting a student exchange with our school."

I still don't understand what happened: "Oh, that's good."

Senior sister's eyes were still very sad, as if I didn't understand what happened. "Then the place where the email was sent was in outer space."

Outer space, oh well.

No, wait?

My face cracked: "Outer space?"

Has someone from outer space finally set their sights on Earth?Is the plot in the animation going to appear?

No, no, it's been more than a month, and it should be nothing for ordinary people like us.I just calmed down a bit, and looked up at the senior sister, clutching my heart: "And then? Have the space and the earth been in harmony this month?"

The senior was obviously not surprised, she said calmly: "That alien organization has been arguing with us for a while, and many complicated things have been involved in it, but they have all been resolved. Then our school decided to carry out this exchange, so that Humans and extraterrestrials communicate for the first time."

Sister...why can you say this kind of news so calmly QAQ

The senior sister continued to popularize science: "It is said that the alien organization is a group of old scholars. The online novels on our Internet were intercepted by the machines in their organization for some reason. They studied the online articles for a while, and then because of the online articles, they felt that human beings must be An interesting species. So in order to study it further, they decided to send people over to see our reality."

Me: "Sister, wait a minute, I haven't slowed down."

I crashed.

Aliens have taken a fancy to us humans because of our online novels.It's not because of some technological invention, or even to colonize our earth, but just a cute and harmless research organization, eyeing the entertainment we wrote.Then, because those research materials are quite interesting, I am going to see what human beings are like.

#Everyone old driver, Mary Su, hunting | strange control what do you think#

#Shame lost in outer space#

#Fortunately, we still have all the great internet writers supporting us#

"Ok sis, no problem sis, sis, you continue." I believe my expression must be very desperate.

The senior sister said: "Then that student will come over today, and... Well, you have already seen her."

Before I could react, the girl with facial paralysis next to me raised her hand: "Hello, you know who I am now. Hello, senior." She nodded, but her movements were still mechanical: "Speaking of which, I I have a question to ask."

The senior sister calmed down: "You tell me, we will try our best to answer...including this classmate next to you."

The girl with facial paralysis walked to the window, opened the window and pointed to the road we just passed by: "Do you only cross the road at a red light? But I remember the research data said that most human beings regard red as dangerous." color, because you were most afraid of fire in ancient times, and fire is red."

Faced with this question, the senior was obviously a little surprised.I said, "No, it's just because the road is not very dangerous, so everyone doesn't look at the traffic lights."

This answer should be considered more reasonable, and it does not lose the face of the earthlings.

The alien girl nodded, "I see, Yi. You can call me the second day of junior high school."

"Second year of junior high school?"

"Because your name is Hajime."

The expression on the second day of junior high school was very calm. I tried to understand the logic, but I still couldn't figure it out.Because the class bell was about to ring, we walked back to the classroom together. It is said that the seat for the second grade of junior high school was arranged next to me.It is said in the class that they are exchange students, but they will not disclose the matter of aliens.

Back in the classroom, I briefly explained about the exchange students. Others were still very surprised. After all, there are still few exchange students in high school, and they only exchanged for one day, which is too strange.After throwing the homework to the front desk to copy, I asked if I would stay in the second year of junior high school tonight, and if I needed to arrange accommodation and the like.

In the second day of junior high school, I said I would keep it until [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, so I sent a text message to my family, saying that a friend would come tonight.

The second day of junior high school unexpectedly said: "You let me into your house?"

I nod.The voice of the second day of junior high school was very low, even lower than the usual whispers between girls.She frowned, as if she didn't understand: "I thought you would hate aliens." Then she added: "Human xenophobia seems to be very serious."

I shook my head: "That's not what I said." I thought for a while, and tried to give an explanation: "Well...you don't intend to harm us, and you want to be friends with us." These two sentences seemed not enough: "And, It's just a day."

The second day of junior high school nodded, she obviously didn't understand, but she said, "I understand."

She took out a textbook and flipped through the pages, very slowly.I just remembered a question I really wanted to ask.

I whispered: "Well, by the way, are you human?"

The second day of junior high school shook her head almost immediately, with weird eyes: "I'm not. But you don't understand, I haven't learned that word before."

I continued to probe: "No, I mean, you are always like this? No soul wear, consciousness exchange, body shaping and so on?"

"No," sighed the second day of junior high school. If I insisted on describing it, it would be "I knew it would be like this".If one ignores her identity, her expression and tone are quite disgusting. "Soul wear... We're not used to it. I look like a human, but that's it. The appearance is similar, but that's because I don't change it."

I still don't understand: "Change?"

The second day of junior high school patiently explained: "It's just a change."

She pointed to her facial features: "The function of organs can be changed, all over the body. For example, as long as I want to grow cat ears on my head, I can grow them now. Or eyes change color? Your Mary Sue seems to be very popular with this, but this Not practical, we won't. There are improvements."

"Improved?"

"My eyes can adjust their own vision, add functions and so on. For example, now, it is a camera, which is turned on when I leave, and will not be turned off until I go back. Everything I see will become research material."

I understand.I tentatively asked: "So, now..." Is anyone watching?

The second day of junior high school: "No. If I say yes, then I'm probably lying. I told you for the experimental effect. But I don't like lying, it's too difficult."

I was about to ask something more, but suddenly I looked around in the second day of junior high school, as if I heard something extraordinary. "Wait, it's too dangerous to talk here." After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to cover my eyes. My eyes were dark, but I didn't feel any change.Then the second day of junior high school let go of his hand and stared at me.

Her mouth didn't move, but a voice sounded.

"can you hear me?"

"can."

That voice was in my head, and it looked like we were two fools looking at each other.The eyes of the second year of junior high school are not like a camera at all, black eyes, clear and transparent.Her hands froze there, as if playing a game of "did you see me?"Then she quickly withdrew her hands, lowered her head and started flipping through the book.

"Hunchuan has caused a lot of disputes with us, and the other voice is not what you want to know." In my mind, the voice of the second year of junior high school was clearer, but still extremely indifferent.I finally understood why her tone sounded wrong, because it was so rigid that she had to ask for an accurate description to make it that way.

"Well...it was the same at the beginning. Have you watched some of our TV dramas? Back then, you were still wearing plain clothes." But everyone got used to it later, and it was like this after watching too much.

She continued to flip through the book: "I know. But in our place, no one is used to it."

I don't understand: "Why?"

"You don't mind, I'll just say it. It's a very extreme voice, but not many people adopt it." She seemed to pause for a while, "Soul Wear is the most unhuman golden finger."

"...I still don't understand."

The fingers of the second year of junior high school rubbed the pages of the book. It was a name, yes, "Xiao Ming", the worst name in the textbook. "In your article here, the biggest conflict at the beginning of the soul wear is the name. Most people are not used to hearing other people's names. The name is a symbol of oneself, and the surname represents the family. But other points, none of them have been written."

I still don't understand, or rather, I seem to understand, but looking at the expression on the second day of junior high school, I somehow feel that I don't understand anything.

"Everyone is different, how can you get used to it? Even if you are a race that uses Chinese, the translations of movies in different places will not be the same. You can write any kind of report if you have read any book; Whatever the needs, the works will be created; the words written by top students and poor students will definitely not be the same."

The voice of the second day of junior high school was very calm from the beginning to the end.As if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her—well, it really had nothing to do with her.

I get it, but I don't understand the objection: "Well, that's why the author is so good, these details are omitted for our...uh, reading experience."

The second day of junior high school smiled slightly: "You are very gentle, thank you."

Me: "...Thank you for the compliment?"

"But those people just don't get it. They come up with the idea that humans are lower beings, that the people among them are not like thinking animals, but that each of them has a different name, and they write The words they wrote, the reports they produced, and the works they created are all similar. Well, if you want to objectively comment on their views, you are probably saying..."

"Anyone who is not creative is not human."

I nodded: "Understood. But no one stipulates that everyone must be creative? Isn't that more simple?"

Although I have a lot to say, this is probably the only thing I can say in front of this alien girl.I'm not too angry, but I'm still a little choked up knowing I've been upvoted for this. "That's why I said, you are very gentle."

After saying this, the class bell rang.