Walking into the school library, Zhang Yang felt like he was in another year. He remembered that the last time he came to the library was more than two years ago. w w w. q u a n b e n. c o m
There is no one in the library. It is still the same. The old woman wearing glasses is still sitting in front of the desk sorting out the damaged books as she did two years ago. She is very focused and dedicated. The desk is filled with some self-adhesive scissors and the like. Tool of. She is the administrator of the library. It is said that she is single and has never been married. She has been working here for many years.
Zhang Yang walked into the library without even raising her head.
Zhang Yang walked directly to the mathematics books and periodicals, where a teacher-looking person was checking the bookshelf. Zhang Yang was too lazy to speak. He was not very familiar with the teachers in the school except those in his own department.
When Zhang Yang picked up the first book, he immediately immersed himself in it. The world of numbers once again fascinated him. The richness of books here was naturally not comparable to Xiao Yiran's book.
Time passes little by little...
Zhang Yang didn't know that his actions had already attracted the attention of the teacher beside him.
The old man teaches mathematics. He didn't pay attention to Zhang Yang at first. However, when Zhang Yang kept changing books and reading, he soon attracted his attention.
The young man in front of me gave people such a weird feeling. In less than two hours since he came in, he actually changed four books. At first, he sat down after changing books. When he got to the back, he didn't even bother to sit down. He just stood and read. , I will change the book immediately after reading it...
At first, the old man thought that Zhang Yang was looking for a book he liked, but he soon realized that he was wrong, because after Zhang Yang picked up the book, he read it almost without missing a page. However, his reading speed was a bit ridiculous. .
If it weren't for Zhang Yang's infatuated and focused look, the old man would have thought that Zhang Yang was just showing off. The old man who was about to leave suddenly became interested in Zhang Yang and found a book to sit not far from Zhang Yang to read. , take a look at Zhang Yang from time to time...
Time passes by second by second. When a person is extremely involved, time will appear very fast. This is the case for Zhang Yang now. He has been reading here for more than four hours. He himself does not know how much he has read. Books, as long as they are math books placed in front of him, he can't help but flip through them. The faster he reads the simple ones, the slower he reads the more profound ones.
After stretching, he was tired after standing for four hours. Depressedly, he was hungry again. Zhang Yang cast his eyes on the bookshelf, looking for another book to read before returning to the dormitory.
"How about this one?" The old man walked up to Zhang Yang and handed him a book.
"Oh... thank you... Principles of Computational Fluid Dynamics..." Zhang Yang picked up the book and flipped through it without raising his head. Immediately, he was attracted by this book. This is a very famous mathematics book written by Weslin from the Netherlands.
The old man smiled and said nothing. He was observing. He believed in his intuition. This young man was not just showing off, but really liked this book. Zhang Yang's focused expression reminded him of his passion for calculations when he was young.
"Not bad… "
The feeling of hunger once again pulled Zhang Yang out of the book. Now the only way to draw Zhang Yang's attention away was to be hungry.
"Why don't you read it?" The old man was stunned. He clearly saw the expression of reluctance on Zhang Yang's face. He was a little confused. Since he liked it, why didn't he take it and read it.
"Um...I'll come back to see it tomorrow. I lost my library card..."
The old man nodded and said nothing, watching Zhang Yang walk out of the library with a thoughtful expression on his face.
…
After coming out of the library, Zhang Yang ran to the Chinese Department and looked around but didn't see the girl. He walked to the dormitory with a depressed look on his face. What kind of society is this? Isn’t it said that everyone is well-off now? Why am I still struggling for three meals a day
It seemed that he had to find a roommate to finish the dinner first. Zhang Yang touched his growling stomach again. He didn't even know that this was the first time he had touched his stomach. The hungrier I am, the more I want to touch.
Zhang Yang feels that his body is changing and he is particularly prone to hunger, which was unimaginable before.
Zhang Yang naturally didn't expect that all-out mental work like his consumes as much nutrition as doing heavy physical work. Of course, it's not just mental work that causes Zhang Yang to feel so intensely hungry, but there are also various reasons. The countless elite thinking in Zhang Yang's brain is also one of the reasons.
"Zhang Yang, someone is waiting for you in the dormitory."
"oh… "
As soon as Zhang Yang walked downstairs to the dormitory, the old man who was looking at the door of the dormitory immediately got excited and sat up from the recliner. Zhang Yang was immediately overjoyed. There were not many people looking for him, and 99% of them were Liu Biao. There had been no news about that guy in the recent period. Now was the perfect time!
Zhang Yang didn't want to talk nonsense with the old man, so he hurriedly climbed to the fifth floor. He had secretly decided that he would go to a restaurant outside the school to have a luxurious meal today.
"Zhang Yang, someone is looking for you..."
"Zhang Yang, go back to the dormitory quickly, someone has been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Zhang Yang, you are finally here..."
“…”
Immediately, Zhang Yang found that something was wrong. Every person he met on the stairs would tell him that someone was waiting for him, and everyone had a mysterious expression on their face. Of course, to describe it in Zhang Yang's words, it was ** expression.
Who on earth is it
Zhang Yang couldn't help but slow down, his head running like a computer, but he still couldn't think of anyone other than Liu Biao who would come to the dormitory to find him.
Awesome!
Zhang Yang's heart tightened. Could it be that Xiao Yiran came to kill him
Zhang Yang felt his heart pounding, but he had to go back, even if someone came to kill him, he had to go back. He couldn't avoid it for a year, and he couldn't not go back to the dormitory to sleep.
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
Zhang Yang secretly encouraged himself, but his movements became slower and slower. He wished he could climb these floors for ten or eight years. (QuanBen Novel Network www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com)