Jiang Yi looked out the window quietly, thinking about how many years he had not seen such a heavy rain.
Water droplets pattered on the glass, and visibility was very low. The light yellow teaching building and green playground that could be seen in the past turned into a vast expanse of white.
The door of the office opened, and the teacher holding a stack of materials walked in. The young female teacher's bangs were still covered with sweat.
"Classmate Jiang Yi, I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. The Academic Affairs Office is also..."
Suddenly meeting Jiang Yi's eyes, the teacher's words stopped abruptly.
There is a sense of sinking time in the power, like an old bell in an ancient temple in the mountains. This is the twilight that should not appear in young people.
Jiang Yi looked away, stood up and showed a warm smile: "Good teacher."
"Well...I'll take you to class now."
Jiang Yi followed the teacher and came to the classroom where the nameplate of Class 1, Grade 3 was hung.
Because it was recess, there was some teasing in the classroom. As the class teacher opened the classroom door, it suddenly became quiet, but as Jiang Yi walked into the classroom, the classroom started talking quietly again.
Jiang Yi had a faint smile on his face. Even though the times are progressing, human beings are still superficial creatures. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but use his hands to smooth his slightly loose hair.
The young man is very handsome, his hair is loose but not messy, and his casual movements immediately make the girls in the class excited.
"Let me introduce to you, this is the new classmate of our class." The head teacher looked at Jiang Yi and said: "Jiang Yi, please introduce yourself."
Jiang Yi walked to the podium and immediately saw Chu Zihang in the audience. The dragon blood flowing in his body made him stand out like a lion among the sheep.
"A boy who is suspected of entering the Nibelungen? According to Western blood classification, the class can reach A."
While thinking, Jiang Yi looked at the eagerly awaited female classmates in the audience and began to introduce himself: "Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Yi..."
Chu Zihang looked at the new classmates on the stage. They were all in their senior year of high school. Are there any transfer students?
Maybe he is studying in another province and needs to return to his place of residence to take the college entrance examination.
When Jiang Yi finished introducing himself, Chu Zihang clapped gently, although he was drowned in the overwhelming applause from the girls in the class.
Jiang Yi calmly walked to the empty seat in the back row amidst the applause, but whether it was an illusion or not, Chu Zihang always felt that his eyes were lingering on him.
Then the class started. There was a physics teacher on the podium, holding the students with their heads up and writing on the blackboard, and patiently explaining the repeated questions.
Chu Zihang listened attentively. Even though these questions were no longer difficult for him, he was a focused person and respected the tireless teacher on the podium.
Jiang Yi was stroking the brand new physics textbook with his hands. He had not turned a few pages when the physics teacher on the stage called on the new students to answer questions.
It was probably a test of the transfer students' performance. Jiang Yi's mind immediately recalled the physics knowledge that had been stored away for many years.
"According to the particle moving in a uniform linear motion in the electric field, the electric field force is equal to gravity, and the particle charge is calculated q=mg/E. After the particle enters the magnetic field, it moves in a uniform circular motion, the centripetal force is equal to the Lorentz force, and the radius R can be calculated
=vE/Bg.”
"Not bad, the foundation is very solid."
The teacher encouraged with a satisfied smile, a poor student can affect the average score more than a good student.
The sound of rain outside the window and the teacher's tone on the podium formed a unique chord until the last class.
The classroom became noisy, and the students took out their mobile phones to contact their parents. It was still sunny when they came out in the morning, and most of them did not bring umbrellas.
Besides, it was raining so heavily, so bringing an umbrella was not enough.
The tracks on the teaching building are intertwined, and the wisps of raindrops are particularly clear under the lights.
Originally, private cars were not allowed to enter the school, otherwise a traffic accident would be a headache for the school. However, with such a heavy rainstorm, parents were worried that their children would be caught in the rain.
Shilan Middle School is a well-known aristocratic school in the local area. The students are either rich or noble. Many of the students have family backgrounds and almost ignore the school rules. If someone takes the lead, all kinds of luxury cars will come in one after another.
Parents called their children's names from the car windows, mixed with the sound of horns, making it extremely noisy.
The people in the class were almost gone. Chu Zihang set up a table and chair that had been knocked askew, threw the rag in the bucket to soak it, wrung it out and wiped the blackboard vigorously.
It was his duty today. Chu Zihang looked at the heavy rain outside the window and wrung out the rag.
Another rainy night...
Rainy night, elevated road, Maybach, black shadow, eight-legged horse, Odin...
Chu Zihang once again recalled every scene and even the tone of the conversation, not letting go of any detail.
Some people say that the brain is like a USB flash drive, which will be degaussed over time, but Chu Zihang doesn't want to forget it.
There was a flash of white, and then the rumble of thunder came through the window, and soon it was dark outside, like late at night.
If the timid students are on duty today, they may be frightened by the bad weather.
Chu Zihang closed the lights, doors and windows, turned around and went down the stairs to the first floor of the teaching building. There were still some people standing on the first floor, some were waiting for their parents to pick them up, and some were hesitating whether to rush into the rain - it looked like this
The heavy rain will not stop in a short time.
Chu Zihang waited quietly. "Dad's" driver had already arrived, but the road was a bit congested in the heavy rain.
Another student came down the stairs. His hair was messy, his coat one size too big covered his buttocks, and he looked like a bad boy.
Chu Zihang recognized him, even though one of them was "the one who deserves to be killed" and the other was the weakling in the class, there was no intersection between them.
At the birthday party held by his "dad", across the dark iron fence, he was grilling chicken wings, and Shao Zai was giving something to a girl.
On the same rainy night, Shai Zai rushed into the rain. Chu Zihang wanted him to take a ride, but luckily Shai Zai didn't get in the car...
Chu Zihang organized his words, thinking that he wouldn't be soaked this time, but Shai Zai walked very fast, and even accelerated when he passed by Chu Zihang, so Chu Zihang didn't have time to speak.
Lu Mingfei had nothing to hesitate. His uncle and aunt should have picked up Lu Mingze by now. When he went back and saw him covered in rain and staining the floor, they would blame him for not bringing an umbrella.
Lu Mingfei accidentally bumped into someone while jogging, and the floor on the first floor was full of rain and slippery. Lu Mingfei, who lost his center of gravity, could only look at the floor that was quickly zooming in front of him.
"hiss……"
Jiang Yi grabbed Lu Mingfei's back collar with one hand and lifted him up like a chicken. The sound of the lines of the inferior jacket snapping could be heard instantly.
"Sorry, sorry! It was too dark and I didn't see..."
Lu Mingfei looked at the strong man next to him who was half a head taller than him and apologized quickly. Although the strong man looked handsome, he could lift his little body of more than 100 kilograms with one hand. His strength was terrifyingly high, maybe.
Underneath the loose clothes are taut muscles...
Jiang Yi smiled and said: "It's okay, I seem to have torn your clothes. Is that okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay..." Lu Mingfei answered quickly. He wanted to go on to say that he was brave enough to do what was right, but he was so handsome and powerful that he was a proper male protagonist in martial arts works. At most, he was just a casual rescuer.
Passerby.
Jiang Yi looked at Lu Mingfei, who was in a state of decline, and took out a folding umbrella and handed it to Lu Mingfei, "Take it and use it. Someone will pick me up later, I don't need it."
Lu Mingfei took it subconsciously, and then felt something was wrong. When did Shilan have the title "Timely Umbrella"? How come he had never heard of it?
With this appearance and demeanor, he shouldn’t be unknown, he will definitely be on the list of the most famous ones!
"Then thank you, good man...er, I mean, brother, in your class? I'll return the umbrella to you tomorrow."
But Lu Mingfei had no reason to refuse. An umbrella was better than a coat on the head, as it would reduce the amount of rain.
"Jiang Yi, Class 1, Grade 3."
Jiang Yi said and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder very naturally, like an elder brother comforting his subordinate Ma Zai.
Lu Mingfei rushed into the rain curtain holding an umbrella, dodging the water on the ground in despair.
Jiang Yi turned around and looked at Chu Zihang, a few steps closer: "I remember we are in the same class? My family has come to pick me up, and I can see you off later."
Chu Zihang was a little surprised. Jiang Yi was a transfer student and he knew him naturally. However, as soon as Jiang Yi got out of class, he was surrounded by girls in the class asking questions. How did they know him?
"Thank you. My family also came to pick me up."
Jiang Yi smiled again, "That's good, otherwise in this bad weather, it's easy to encounter dangerous things."
Chu Zihang fell into silence, and the image of the man slashing at the black shadow with a knife appeared in his mind again.
"Yes, you should be careful especially when driving. The rain is too heavy and you can't see the road clearly." Chu Zihang stopped recalling and continued casually.
Jiang Yi put his hands together in front of his chest, and the bustling corridor instantly became quiet.
The moths fluttering around the light bulbs in the corridor stopped flapping their wings, the footsteps of pedestrians stopped in the air, and the drops of water on the rain screen outside were clearly visible, and the world was like a clock that had been unwound.
Jiang Yi's eyes were already emitting golden light, and his golden pupils were shining brightly in the dim corridor.
"July 4, 2004, Dandelion Day, what happened that night?"
Chu Zihang's still lips moved, and he spoke intermittently: "I was on the elevated road, and countless black shadows were crawling on the car. Dad took a knife to cut them down, and many more climbed up...The car stopped, and Odin rode on eight legs.
Tianma..."
"Odin? What happened next? Where did Chu Tianjiao go?" The golden light in Jiang Yi's eyes did not diminish.
"Dad, he rushed towards Odin..."
Jiang Yi looked at Chu Zihang, and he didn't know when his cheeks were covered with tears, like overflowing sadness.
Even in the realm where time was frozen and his thoughts stopped, he couldn't help but regret.
Jiang Yi was a little surprised, and the tears hanging on Chu Zihang's face instantly evaporated.
After getting the answer, Jiang Yi closed his hand again. The corridor suddenly became noisy, moths flapped their wings at high frequency, pedestrians' footsteps fell, and raindrops hit the ground.
Chu Zihang felt inexplicably sad. One second he was warning the freshmen in the class to be careful on the road, and the next second the image of a man slashing at Odin in the exploding blood mist appeared in his mind.
"Visibility is really low during the heavy rain." Jiang Yi nodded, pointed at the approaching vehicle and said: "The car to pick me up is here, goodbye."
Chu Zihang's lips moved but no sound came out. He wanted to say "goodbye", but the almost suffocating sadness in his chest prevented him from making a sound.
The scenes were almost repeated, as if he was under the majesty of Odin's vertical golden single eye again!
Chu Zihang's head seemed to be down. The pictures in his mind were playing like a slide show, and the things he saw in front of him were quickly sent to his mind.
The vehicle approaching the corridor slowly stopped. The driver seemed to be coming down to pick someone up with an umbrella, but as soon as the cab door opened, Jiang Yi walked into the rain curtain and opened the door. The apricot-colored low-heeled shoes on the floor came to a halt again.
After getting back into the car, Chu Zihang could see the bow decoration on the toe of his shoes with his eyesight.
I don’t want to kill anyone. I’m asking for money from newcomers to new books, collecting them, and reading them.