Walking into the school's library, Zhang Yang felt like he was in the same world every other year. He remembered that the last time he came to the library was more than two years ago.
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. Her attitude is very focused and dedicated. The desk is filled with some self-adhesive scissors and the like.
tool. 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 went 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 the 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 next to 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 the books. When he got to the back, he didn't even bother to sit down. He just stood and read.
, I changed 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 almost every page without missing a page. However, the reading speed was a bit ridiculous.
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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 people are 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 doesn’t know how much he has read.
As long as it was a math book placed in front of him, he could not help but flip through it. The faster he read the simple ones, the slower he read the more profound ones.
After stretching, he was tired after standing for four hours. Sadly, 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. He was immediately attracted by this book. This is a very famous mathematics book written by Weslin from the Netherlands.
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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 divert Zhang Yang's attention 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 check back tomorrow. I lost my library card..."
The old man nodded without saying anything, watching Zhang Yang walk out of the library with a thoughtful expression on his face.
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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 working for a girl?
Running around 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 know how many times he had touched his stomach. The hungrier he was, the more he wanted to touch it.
Zhang Yang feels that his body is changing and he is particularly prone to hunger, which was unimaginable before.
Zhang Yang naturally did not expect that the consumption of nutrients by all-out mental work like his was no less than that of heavy physical work. Of course, it was not only the mental work that caused Zhang Yang's strong hunger, but also various reasons.
The countless elite thoughts in Zhang Yang’s brain are 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. Ninety-nine percent of them were Liu Biao. Recently, that guy
There is no news at all, now comes at the right time!
Zhang Yang didn't want to talk nonsense with the old man and hurriedly climbed to the fifth floor. He had secretly decided that today he would go to a restaurant outside the school to have a luxurious meal and have a big meal.
"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 Yin Dang.
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 look for 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.
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