Great Power Army Reclamation

Ye Mao went to the library again, but it was winter and it was getting harder and harder to find a seat. In the past, he came early and didn't worry about not having a place. But recently, because of the increase in homework, he became more and more worried about not having a place to read.

The library is warm, and everyone knows that it is more comfortable to read here than in the study room.

The most important thing is that everyone comes in groups and helps others occupy seats. If a book is placed on a stool, even if this person does not come for a long time, no one else can take the seat.

Ye Mao was very melancholy. He had already walked around the library several times, running downstairs and downstairs, but could not find a place.

In the end, he was a little annoyed and decided to attack the places where the books were placed on the benches.

Just as I had this idea in my mind, such a location happened to appear in front of me. Ye Mao was very angry, mainly because what was placed on the stool was a little book.

The Little People's Book is a product of a certain generation. It was something from his father's generation when he was young. Ye Mao has quite a few in his family, so he naturally knows it.

The name of the little book is "Havoc in Heaven", which made Ye Mao very angry.

You, a dignified Huaqing University student, can you be more mature? If you change it to a different one, I won't attack you.

Ye Mao threw the little book on the table without hesitation and sat down.

The girl next to him looked at him differently, then turned around and started reading again.

Ye Mao was still waiting for someone to say that someone was there, but the girl didn't say anything at all, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

Ye Mao was a little confused, didn't he have to argue with the person who occupied the seat? What's wrong with today's script?

He glanced at the girl curiously, and couldn't help but feel shocked. Such a beautiful girl, even for Ye Mao who is used to seeing beautiful women, this is the best.

She has willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and small lips that seem to have their own lip line. They are as red as a cherry, making people want to taste them.

He has a standard oval face and a pointed chin, but he has an aura that makes people unable to bear to blaspheme.

Although you can't tell your height from where you sit, you are definitely not short, and those legs under the table are definitely longer than Ye Mao's.

Not to mention the curves of the body, Ye Mao only glanced at it and didn't dare to look at it anymore. He really didn't want to commit a crime.

Seeing that this girl ignored him, Ye Mao had no reason to be timid. Just sit down and wait for someone to come. Anyway, I must have arrived earlier than him.

For five minutes or ten minutes, no one bothered him. Ye Mao forgot about it and soon became immersed in the text.

Ye Mao reads a wide range of books, subconsciously at first, and then consciously, although he doesn't understand what he wants to do?

But there is still a focus on understanding some things that you are weak in and want to know.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly someone touched him:

"Classmate, there is someone here."

Ye Mao looked up and saw a male classmate who was as big as Liu in the dormitory and was pushing him.

This guy has a big beard. If outsiders weren't allowed in this environment, Ye Mao would have regarded him as an uncle!

Ye Mao was naturally unhappy when someone interrupted him while he was in trance. He raised his head and asked:

"Are you sitting here?"

The big man shook his head: "This is Brother Jun's place, and this book is the symbol. No one dares to occupy his place. Are you a new student?"

Ye Mao was too lazy to talk to him: "Brother Jun, I don't know him. Let's wait until he comes."

The big man's expression froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect that there was someone who wasn't afraid of Brother Jun, so he reached out and grabbed Ye Mao's shoulder.

Seeing someone attacking him, Ye Mao instinctively raised his hand and grabbed the big man's wrist. With an anti-joint movement, the big man staggered and knelt on the ground with one leg, his expression in pain.

Everyone around looked over, but when they saw the big man, they subconsciously avoided him. However, some people raised the corners of their mouths, seeming to be extremely relieved.

The girl next to her widened her almond-shaped eyes and seemed surprised. The main reason was that Ye Mao's figure did not seem to have the strength to crush the big man. How did he do it?

However, when she saw Ye Mao's eyes looking over, the girl immediately sat upright again, looking intently, as if she was concentrating on reading.

In fact, Ye Mao had always thought that this girl was the one occupying the seat. Since she was so beautiful, he could leave.

But this little expression obviously had little to do with her, so Ye Mao was a little confused. Could it be someone else?

But when others are not here, they still insist on occupying a seat next to this girl. There must be another reason for this.

However, Ye Mao had no time to dwell on this and pushed the big man aside:

"Go away, I'm reading a book, I'll talk about it after I finish the book if I want to find something to do!"

Ye Mao was used to being domineering, and he never felt that he should keep a low profile when he arrived in the capital, even though his mother kept telling him to do what he wanted in the capital.

The key is that he didn't offend anyone, but not fighting back when bullied is not his style.

It wasn't until it was time for dinner that Ye Mao's stomach growled, and he stood up and ran to the cafeteria. Young people are like this. No matter whether they are active or not, they will be hungry when the time comes.

During the first month of military training for freshmen, the classmates were all complaining, but Ye Mao came over just to have fun. Just kidding, it's only been a month, but he, Ye Mao, is a veteran who has been training in the military for many years.

After finishing the meal in a hurry, Ye Mao learned a lesson this time and ran towards the library. He was afraid that there would be no room.

Sure enough, there was really no one in the library at the moment, and the borrowed books had not been returned yet. Ye Mao sat down and started reading carefully again.

What he was reading today was a book introducing Liu Yong. Ye Mao had always admired this Northern Song Dynasty poet.

The originator of the special brothel, he never spends money when visiting brothels, and he still makes money.

The ladies of the key family are still vying to invite him. Who does this guy want to visit depends on his mood? This damn guy is the idol of men all over the world!

Although a gold-listed song made Long Yan furious and he said "Go and write lyrics!" which doomed him to miss out on a career in career, this did not prevent him from becoming the idol of men all over the world.

Ye Mao found this poem and read it carefully.

"On the gold list, I occasionally miss the leading position. The Ming Dynasty has temporarily left a virtuous man, how can I go? If you fail, the wind and clouds will come, and you can't wander around wildly. Why should you talk about losing? A talented poet is naturally a prime minister in white.

Fireworks in the alleys, picturesque barriers according to the agreement. Fortunately, I find the right person to look for. And nestle in the red and green, love affairs, life will be smooth. Youth is the same. Forbearing the false reputation, I drank the wine and sang in a low voice. "

Ye Mao couldn't help but slapped the table and shouted:

"What a great example of putting up with a false reputation and singing in a low voice instead of pouring a cup of wine! What a role model!"

Ye Mao's voice became louder, and everyone looked around. Only then did Ye Mao realize that the library, which had been empty just now, was full again.

His unreasonable emotion was indeed disturbing to the people.

He just turned his head and found that the girl just now was sitting next to him again at some point, but her unblinking look was much more serious than him.