black abyss

"It wasn't until the middle of the last century that our society officially renamed these then 'psychopaths' as guides and sentinels."

In the first public class for freshmen, the lecturer who seemed to be in his early twenties on the podium was pointing PPT with sweat on his head.

After flipping through it a few times, he began to talk about the history of the establishment of Avon University: "If you are concerned about the school where you will live for five years in the future, you should check some of the establishment of our school on the Internet before enrolling. history."

This is a public class with 200 people, the classroom is full of people, there is endless buzzing, and almost no one is listening to the lecturer on the podium.

After the people on the podium looked around the current situation of the classroom, he put on a troubled expression on his face. While flipping through the PPT, he carefully glanced at the man standing near the door of the classroom.

The man was tall and slender, leaning against the door of the noisy classroom, it was hard to ignore his presence.

The man held a notebook with a dark blue cover uniformly issued by the school in one hand, and leaned against the nearly three-meter-high classroom door, with his head slightly lowered, as if he was looking at his notebook very seriously.

This makes him look like a model who has been posed by the photographer and is waiting to be photographed.

And several freshmen sitting in the front row of the classroom were indeed secretly filming him with their mobile phones.

Seeing that the man didn't care about the lecture at all, the lecturer breathed out very carefully, and was about to continue talking about the history of the school's founding, when he saw the man's brow slightly raised from the corner of his eye.

He almost terrified reflexively, hating why his eyesight is so good, not myopia.

He immediately moved closer to the microphone on the podium and raised his voice, because he was too close and even made some microphone spraying sounds.

"Everyone be quiet, the first class score is very important.

This determines the first impression of you that all future teachers will have on you, which will affect your final grades and even graduation issues. "

The whispered voice below was barely a little bit lower, and the lecturer on the podium continued to introduce the history of the school: "More than 120 years ago, human beings suddenly broke out on a large scale at that time, so-called 'mental illness'.

Many had mental breakdowns in the later stages of the disease and were eventually locked up in mental institutions by helpless family members. "

He clicked on the next page of the PPT, and the plane composition of Avon University was displayed on the page. He looked at this picture and continued: "Our school covers an area of ​​500 million square meters, which was the largest in Lille at that time. mental hospital.

In just ten years, nearly 10 mental patients have been sheltered. "

A naughty freshman at the bottom said with a loud voice, "Teacher, the history of sentinels and guides you told about is already mentioned in our elementary school textbooks."

Because of this naughty student's voice in the classroom, some teasing laughter suddenly erupted.

The man leaning against the door and reading his notebook suddenly raised his head. He glanced indifferently at the suddenly noisy classroom, and then looked back blankly.

The lecturer on the podium didn't see the man's movements. He stood up straight to look at the girl who was talking, and waved to the girl angrily, saying, "Since you know so much, please come up and talk."

The girl was mischievous and stood up from her seat: "Report to the teacher, I will speak from my seat."

The girl's voice was loud and full of energy, and when she said a word, it was louder than the lecturer speaking with a microphone on the podium.

"A teacher in my junior high school once made an analogy with us.

He said that if the human spirit is compared to an iceberg, for a long time, what we ordinary humans know and use is only about [-]% of what is exposed on the sea.

Since about 120 years ago, due to reasons unknown to humans, some of the ice under the sea surface has floated. Human beings cannot know all the unknowns under the sea surface, and it is difficult to control the unknown iceberg that floats out of the sea.

This led to the emergence of the so-called 'psychopaths' at the time. "

The lecturer on the podium nodded.

The girl put her hands behind her body, and swayed on the seat very cutely for a moment: "In the middle of the last century, a female doctor named Aiwen found that the mental fluctuations of these 'psychopaths' were greater than ordinary people. Long-term exposure studies suggest this may be a possibility for human evolution.

We have therefore officially renamed these 'psychopaths' divisions now Sentinels and Guides.

And the former Lille Mental Hospital was renamed Aiwen University because of her. "

The girl pursed her lips and smiled at the classmates around her, with a pear dimple at the corner of her mouth, "That's why we chose spiritual research as a major.

It is to develop longer-term, more stable and harmless psychotropic drugs, and to study all the unknowns under the sea. "

After the girl finished speaking, a warm wind blew out of the classroom.

Most of the students in the classroom felt a little shaken, and then saw a round panda rolling out of the standing girl's body. The panda was of medium size and was holding a slender green bamboo in her hand.

Rolled forward over the classroom table, rolled straight onto the podium, then opened his mouth and yawned at the lecturer on the podium, startling the lecturer on the podium.

The girl said, "My name is Ning Wen, and I'm a sentinel. I'm glad to meet you."

The panda retreated to her desk, sat cross-legged in front of her, and gnawed bamboo. It even wore a small pink garland on its head and body, which made it a little strangely cute.

The students around were in an uproar. Very few Sentinels would choose this major. Sentinels have outstanding physical fitness and strong five senses, but because they are uncontrollable mentally and need to take mental stabilization drugs for a long time, there are almost no Sentinels in research work.

Ning Wen reached out to touch his panda, smiled brightly at the students in the classroom, and sat down.

Standing at the door of the classroom looking at his notebook, Bai Nian closed the notebook with one hand and glanced at the panda sitting on the female sentinel's desk.

The lecturer on the podium stretched out his hand and patted his chest: "Whether you are a sentinel or a guide, don't release your mental body at will."

After he finished his orders, he said, "This classmate named Ning Wen spoke very well."

Bai Nian stopped listening to the next class. He picked up the two textbooks on the empty table, picked up the textbooks, opened the door of the big classroom and left.

After seeing him leave, the lecturer on the podium was obviously relieved, he sighed, and said weakly: "Don't make such a thing happen when I'm lecturing."

Seeing that he suddenly became a lot more friendly, the students couldn't help laughing.

Some students booed: "Teacher, who is the observer standing at the door just now? Which college?"

The lecturer sighed: "He is the teacher of your public class.

I am his student, named Lin Sen, strictly speaking, I am just your senior. "

Some students asked loudly: "He is our teacher, why doesn't he teach us?"

Lin Sen had a headache, and wanted to complain that because of his illness, the teacher who enslaves students to teach him every day, without any consciousness of being a teacher, still explained in a very official way: "He has something to do."

The student was obviously not reconciled: "Is there anything wrong with the first class, then why does he want to be a teacher?"

Lin Sen laughed awkwardly, wanting to say that I also really want to know.

Bai Nian who left the classroom didn't know what was going on in the students' minds, he walked around the school expressionlessly.

When passing by the school's journalism department, he saw a journalism student blocking someone for an interview. Bai Nian had long legs and walked fast. He walked past the student who was poking his head and looking for an interview target with a blank expression on his face.

The girl doing the interview immediately chased after her: "Can I bother you for a few minutes? We are talking about the latest regulations on the control of sentinel mental stability drugs..."

"No."

Before the girl she was interviewing finished speaking, Bai Nian replied coldly, and walked away with even greater strides.

The girl doing the interview is doing a practical project, and it hasn't been long since the interview started.

Because of her sweet appearance and friendly temperament, she rarely reacted when she was rejected outright. She just froze on the spot.

And the senior next to him who was holding the device coughed twice like an afterthought: "That's Bai Nian, a teacher from the Department of Psychiatric Studies.

Gods and ghosts are far away, just see him go around 300 meters away on the spot. "

The girl wondered: "Why?"

The senior holding the device shrugged: "I have a bad temper.

Everyone else has said so. "

He thought for a while, then approached the girl and added in a secret manner, "He is a guide, and he once invaded the sentinel's spiritual sea."

The senior stretched out his finger and pointed to his own brain, "Crossed the sentinel's mental barrier and reached the deepest part."

The girl opened her eyes wide and frowned: "Our legal order prohibits this kind of behavior."

The senior carried the equipment on his shoulders, supported the equipment with one hand, and said with a smile: "He used to be the youngest top spiritual awakener in our country."

He shrugged his shoulders when he finished, "but his license was revoked."

The girl frowned and thought for a moment, thinking about the appearance of that person just now.

The senior came over, stretched out his long arm, hooked it directly on the girl's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Sister, your news acuity is very low, and you don't even know Teacher Bai from our school.

He's been on more magazine covers than you've interviewed people. "

Holding the microphone, the girl glanced sideways at the senior, then raised her foot, and stomped on the senior's shoes viciously: "Speak as you speak, why hook my shoulder?"

The senior grinned and jumped, and almost lost the camera equipment he was carrying: "Is it necessary? Are you responsible for the equipment falling?!"

The girl said: "Then you should hold the device with both hands instead of hooking my shoulder with one hand."

The girl rolled her eyes at him, "Can you show some professionalism?"

The senior who was ridiculed also rolled his eyes on the spot.

As an ordinary school teacher, Bai Nian has a separate office in the school office building with the same specifications as the dean of the school.

The air conditioner in the office was not turned off when he went out, which is not energy-saving and environmentally friendly.

Bai Nian walked from the teaching building all the way back to the office under the sun, and when he opened the door, he was shivered by the oncoming air-conditioning.

He picked up the coat on the hanger by the door, closed the door, and walked to the table to put down the book in his hand.

Before the person sat down on the chair, the landline on the table seemed to be equipped with some kind of wiretapping surveillance, and it rang in a very timely manner.

The school landline can only make internal calls, so Bai Nian put on his coat while leaning over to see the short number on the caller ID on the landline.

Calling from the dean's office.

Bai Nian nodded, sat on the chair, turned on the computer on the desk, and had no intention of answering the phone at all.

Under normal circumstances, he should be in class at this moment, so he couldn't receive this call.

The phone rang for half a minute and then hung up, and then the cell phone he had placed on the table rang again, and Bai Nian glanced sideways.

The caller showed "Wang Haibo" in big characters, and it was Dean Wang of their college.

A slightly disgusted expression appeared on Bai Nian's face, and his eyes returned to his computer screen.

There are three small windows hanging on his computer desktop, which are three ancient small computer stand-alone games: Spider Solitaire, Minesweeper and Single Snooker. He rests his chin with one hand and carelessly pokes the mouse to play the games.

The phone rang for half a minute, and after hanging up, it rang again immediately.

In the gap between Bai Nian's minesweeping, he raised an index finger to press the call button, and then turned on the speakerphone.

He propped his chin with one hand, with a bored face, and said: "Dean Wang, what's the matter? I was busy and didn't hear the call."

Dean Wang didn't pay attention to speaking etiquette at all, and directly punctured: "Don't pretend, I just asked the students, you are not in class at all, the salary that the school pays you every month is for you to work with such a work attitude ?"

Bai Nian moved the cards with the mouse, and there were several "swish, swish, swish" computer sound effects, and a vertical row of cards was successfully piled to the upper left corner.

"Salary? You are talking about [-] yuan per month before tax, including all welfare subsidies, and the money paid to my bank card on a monthly basis. Is it used to buy my good working attitude and salary?" Bai Nian asked while playing games.

Dean Wang snorted twice: "The ordinary teachers in the school are paid so much. You are an ordinary teacher now, what else do you want?"

Bai Nian began to mark the minesweeping mark with a red flag, and said impatiently: "What's the matter? If you call specifically to condemn my work attitude, I suggest the school fire me."

President Wang took a deep breath and said angrily, "Nonsense!"

Bai Nian began to use his eyes to judge the angle of the cue on the computer screen, and asked calmly, "What's the matter with you? I'm fine. I'll hang up. I'm going to take the mid-level psychotherapist exam next month. I'm going to be promoted. Work with a good working attitude after salary."

After he finished his speech without panting, Dean Wang immediately got down to business: "Nie Ping, the leader of the treatment team at sentry tower 68, said that he needs your help with something."

Bai Nian refused without even thinking about it: "I'm busy with the title examination and salary increase, so I don't have time."

After finishing speaking, the person hung up the phone regardless of who was there.

After moving the mouse and hitting the last ball into the hole, the system began to count the players' points. After the points were calculated, Bai Nian clicked his tongue.

When the clock on Bai Nian's desk was about to reach the end of get out of class, there was a sudden knock on the door of his office.

Bai Nian glanced at the clock on the table, he was quietly waiting to get off work, without making a sound.

Unexpectedly, the door was opened from the outside in the next second, and Bai Nian's face darkened when he saw this: "Please pay attention to the basic manners."

The impolite person came with a flat body, wearing a set of formal work clothes, holding a black briefcase in his hand, his hair was covered with pomade, and he smiled when he saw Bai Nian sitting behind the computer.

Then he walked directly into the office, and he was also shivered by the open air-conditioning in the office. He stretched out his hand to rub the goose bumps on his arm, and closed the office door behind his backhand.

"Teacher Bai Nian, how are you teaching at Avon University? Are you still used to it?" Nie Ping greeted Bai Nian with a very good attitude, "I am the leader of the treatment team at 68 Haoshao Tower. Nie Ping."

"Ah."

Bai Nian replied concisely.

Nie Ping quickly walked to Bai Nian's desk. He supported Bai Nian's desk with both hands, and leaned forward from behind the computer. After a short greeting, he spoke directly to the business in a very quick tone: "We whistle The tower observation team found a sentinel who came out of the black abyss alone a week ago.

Prior to this, our sentry tower could not find any information about this sentry entering the black abyss. "

Bai Nian lacked interest in playing an old computer game, and let out a perfunctory "hmm".

Nie Ping spoke even faster: "He came out of the black abyss and already had a riot of consciousness, and he even injured several members of our treatment team.

It was an emergency. At that time, we injected him with sedative drugs nearly five times more than normal sentries, and he barely fell down. "

Bai Nian let out an "Oh" and praised very casually: "It's amazing."

"After he was sent to the treatment team, he was still very emotionally unstable and seriously injured several of our therapists."

Nie Ping said.

Bai Nian still regretted without distraction: "Oh, what a pity."

Nie Ping continued his efforts: "After he woke up, no one could even get close to him, and no one could find out any information about him.

He is now being held in treatment room [-] of our treatment unit. "

Bai Nian said "Oh" coldly.

Nie Ping took a deep breath, feeling that the current job is getting more and more difficult. He has to apply to his superiors for an increase in his salary. The treatment group will be sued directly to the Special Management Tribunal."

Bai Nian split his eyes and went out. The glasses lenses he was wearing had some colorful lights printed on the computer desktop. From the colorful lights, he glanced at Nie Ping's face lightly. There was no expression on his face, and he didn't say a word. Half a sentence.

But Nie Ping could clearly feel the meaning conveyed in Bai Nian's eyes.

— none of my business.

Nie Ping gritted his teeth and said, "He has been in our treatment group for five days, and he only uttered one sentence normally."

Nie Ping added: "He asked you to find him by name."

Bai Nian in front of the computer raised his eyebrows slightly, and the three small games on the computer desktop showed that he had successfully completed the level. He put down the mouse and looked at Nie Ping, who was standing opposite him.

There was a trace of doubt and contempt in his eyes, and he asked: "May I ask in which club I am now called a duck? He still named me?"