Jiang Yan fell into deep self-doubt.
Over there, Lu Zhaoyang glanced at him, raised the corners of his lips imperceptibly, and said, "We're fine, so I'll send you there."
Margaret didn't notice the strangeness between the two, and said happily: "Thank you so much! There are too many books, and my arms are already sore!"
…
The three of them walked side by side in the wide corridor of the castle.
Lu Zhaoyang took the initiative to undertake the task of moving the books, waving the magic wand in his hand, and easily controlled the pile of books.
Jiang Yan and Margaret walked around empty-handed and chatted—
It was mainly Margaret who spoke, and Jiang Yan echoed.
Although Jiang Yan admitted that he was a chatterbox, he was still far behind Margaret.
Margaret glanced at Jiang Yan, then at Lu Zhaoyang, and suddenly said with emotion: "The relationship between you two is really good! During the sorting ceremony, I saw Lu Zhaoyang also came to Gryffindor, so I chatted with him And—well, you saw it that day too. I said hundreds of words, and Lu Zhaoyang only answered me with ten words. I thought, he was naturally not talkative. But then I found out that he and you It’s different when we’re together, we talk a lot more than usual.”
"Yeah?"
Jiang Yan thought for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.
He was originally a playful person, and got along very well with No. 888. He subconsciously thought that all hosts and systems were like them, until he got to know Lu Zhaoyang and No. 666.
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Not only does No. 666 not have the majesty of the system (although neither does No. 888), he is even a little afraid of Lu Zhaoyang.
Except for him, everyone seemed to think that Lu Zhaoyang was a difficult person to get along with. But when Lu Zhaoyang was with him, although he was relatively indifferent, he would still smile occasionally, obviously not as exaggerated as they said.
Could it be that Lu Zhaoyang was just being special to him
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Lu Zhaoyang.
But he found that the other party stopped at some point, staring at the book in front of him in a daze.
"Lu Zhaoyang, what's wrong?"
Jiang Yan walked over.
Lu Zhaoyang came back to his senses, did not speak, and pointed to the top of the stack of books.
Jiang Yan took a closer look—
It turned out to be "Oriental Herbology"!
Margaret also came over and followed the eyes of the two of them.
"Jiang Yan, Lu Zhaoyang, what's the matter with you two? Is there anything special about this book? I have always been interested in Chinese things, so I borrowed this book from the library. But after reading it, I found that the content is too boring , It’s not interesting, I plan to return it.”
Jiang Yan said with a trembling voice: "Margaret, can you lend us this book?"
"Okay," Margaret nodded indifferently, "Remember to-"
Before they finished speaking, the two picked up the book and left like a gust of wind, leaving her facing a pile of books messed up in the wind.
Margaret: "???"
Hey, you two, help me move the books to the library first!
…
"... Shennongcao, page 425... I found it, here it is!"
After Jiang Yan and Lu Zhaoyang got the book, they hurried back to the Gryffindor common room.
Today was the weekend, and most of the students had gone out to play. There was no one in the lounge, so they opened the book and looked for it, and finally found the relevant passage.