Chapter 25: Terror in the Library
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After washing clothes and brushing his teeth, Zhuang Ziang lay on the bed and played with his phone.
He opened the class group and found that the new monitor Xie Wenyong had sent a message, @ everyone.
The general meaning was that there would be a unified monthly exam for the whole grade on Tuesday and Wednesday next week, so everyone should prepare in advance.
It was originally a simple notice, and the whole class would know it.
But he wanted to show off his power and required everyone to reply after receiving it.
Many people were too lazy to pay attention to him, and only a few students replied honestly "received".
Xie Wenyong was very dissatisfied and sent another message.
"Why are there only a few people? Are the others asleep?"
Li Huangxuan couldn't stand it, and immediately replied rudely: "Don't take chicken feathers as a command arrow. When Zhuang Ziang was the monitor before, there were not so many troubles as you."
"Now I am the monitor, and I set the rules." Xie Wenyong immediately typed a reply.
A new official takes office with three fires. If this fire cannot be burned and prestige cannot be established, future work will be difficult to carry out.
He secretly held his breath, wanting to tell Lin Mushi, and all the teachers and classmates that he was better than Zhuang Ziang.
But things did not go as he wished, and his classmates did not buy it at all.
Xie Wenyong did not see the imagined "received" in unison, but a lot of sarcasm.
"It's just a lousy class monitor, Zhuang Ziang gave it to him because he didn't want it."
"That's right, he really takes himself seriously."
"In my heart, I only recognize Zhuang Ziang as the class monitor."
"No. 1 in the grade for two consecutive years, who can break this record?"
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Xie Wenyong gritted his teeth, and the flame of jealousy burned in his heart.
At this time, Zhuang Ziang sent two words lightly: received.
School beauty Lin Mushi immediately followed: received.
Li Huangxuan: received.
Zhang Ziyu: received.
Deng Zhuoran: received.
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Seeing this scene, Xie Wenyong clearly realized.
Zhuang Ziang's position in the hearts of his classmates was simply difficult for him to shake.
The more this happened, the more he was dissatisfied.
More eager to prove himself.
Zhuang Ziang didn't have so many little calculations.
He replied "received" out of kindness, cooperating with Xie Wenyong's work and helping him to calm down.
After sending the message, he put down his phone, read a magazine and went to sleep, looking forward to the library date with Little Butterfly tomorrow.
The next morning, a ding sound pulled Zhuang Ziang back to reality from his dream.
He took out his phone from the bedside and saw the reply from Little Butterfly.
"Big lazy pig, get up quickly, I bought you breakfast."
Zhuang Ziang got up immediately, no longer sleepy.
Can she only play with her phone during the day?
And yesterday's kiss, does she really not remember it at all?
Zhuang Ziang took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and felt refreshed.
He went out and scanned a shared bicycle and rode to the library.
Under the poplar tree in front of the library, a girl in a white shirt and blue skirt was playing hopscotch on the red floor tiles.
Her steps were light and her feet were blooming.
The morning sun shines through the leaves, casting mottled shadows on her.
She is as beautiful as a fairy who has fallen to earth.
"Little Butterfly!" Zhuang Ziang was mesmerized.
"You are so slow, the breakfast I bought is almost cold." Su Yudie complained with a pout.
"Sorry, I will be faster next time." Zhuang Ziang apologized quickly.
When meeting Little Butterfly, he always looks forward to the next time, the next time, and the next time.
It would be best if they were together every day.
Food cannot be brought into the library, so the two sat on the steps to the side and shared breakfast.
Su Yudie bought some buns and steamed buns, paired with hot milk.
When it comes to eating, the important thing is not what you eat, but who you eat with.
When you are with someone you like, simple meals are also delicious delicacies.
"Wow, Zhuang Ziang, this steamed bun is so delicious, try it."
"No, you've already taken a bite."
"It's okay, I haven't taken a bite here."
"Okay then!"
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Anyone who sees them will think they are a loving couple.
The sorrow of single dogs.
After eating, the two entered the library.
Today is the weekend, and there are many people reading books. Zhuang Ziang asked Su Yudie to find a seat first, and he went to find books.
In order to be childish, he found a few joke books and fairy tales.
It was a low-level children's book with pinyin on it. After taking the books, he came to the reading area and searched for a long time before Zhuang Ziang found Su Yudie in the corner.
"Why do you find such a remote position?" Zhuang Ziang felt that it was a bit far.
"I tell you, I just encountered a very scary thing." Su Yudie said mysteriously.
Zhuang Ziang was stunned. There were so many people in the library, what scary things could there be?
Su Yudie saw that he didn't believe it, and hurriedly said: "I clearly saw a lot of empty seats, but when I was about to sit, someone next to me told me that there were people here!"
"That's it?" Zhuang Ziang held back his laughter.
"Isn't it scary? I saw that there were empty seats, but they could see people." Su Yudie looked serious.
Zhuang Ziang couldn't figure out for a moment whether she was trying to make him happy on purpose or was really that stupid.
He handed over the joke book: "Okay, read the book!"
Su Yudie took the book and read it with great interest like a child.
The "horror story" just now was immediately forgotten.
She had a low sense of laughter, but she was worried about affecting others, so she often covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing out loud, and her little face was flushed.
Zhuang Ziang occasionally glanced at her, fearing that she would suddenly laugh out a snot bubble.
There was not much content in the children's book in the phonetic version.
Su Yudie quickly finished reading two books and got up to change books.
Zhuang Ziang was immersed in the beautiful fairy tale world and didn't pay much attention to her.
Time passed quietly, like sand flowing through fingers.
People came and went around him from time to time, bringing their own joys and sorrows.
I don't know how long it took, Zhuang Ziang withdrew his thoughts and glanced at the girl next to him.
This time, she didn't read the joke book, but concentrated on reading a book "Nanjing".
It is one of the four classics of Chinese medicine, and it is said to be written by Bian Que.
The content includes the theory of the five elements, the eight extraordinary meridians, the theory of life gates, the system of zang-fu, etc., which is very obscure and difficult to understand.
Zhuang Ziang was a little surprised.
The girl who was just reading the children's book with phonetic notation and laughing like a fool, actually read such a profound ancient book. The contrast is too great.
"Why are you reading medical books?" Zhuang Ziang asked in a low voice.
"I just read it casually, just curious." Su Yudie explained casually.
"Does your family member get sick?"
"No!"
Seeing that Su Yudie was reluctant to answer, Zhuang Ziang didn't continue to ask.
After all, people don't like to talk too much about family members getting sick.
On second thought, he was already terminally ill, so how could he care about others.
"On the Equality of Things" says: Life and death, death and life.
All things in the world are constantly born and growing, and they are also constantly dying and disappearing.
After a person dies, is everything really empty?
- Writer
