We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

Wen Qin is not the kind of person who procrastinates. Since she has decided to move out, she will not wait until the last day. So she simply took a day off the next day, Saturday, and used it together with Sunday to move.

Xie Mingxia was also efficient. He called a truck from somewhere and also brought two young and strong guys to help move the house.

Seeing Wenqin moving, several families in the alley poked their heads out.

Aunt Wang next door was shocked: "Girl, why are you moving away?"

Wen Qin couldn't directly say that the Housing Management Office was bad, so she could only be vague and say, "It's a bit of a waste for the two of us to live in such a big house. My family has found another place, and this place should be given to another family of four."

"Hey, it's not like your family didn't give money, so how come it's a waste? Hey, I wanted to have you two as neighbors. When my Daqing gets married and has kids, I won't have to worry about finding someone to help him with his homework. Now it's great..."

Nowadays, people live at a very slow pace. Even if they rent a house, neighbors may live there for decades or even a lifetime. People like Wenqin who move out within a year are a minority.

No wonder Aunt Wang has thought about the lives of the next generation. Wen Qin can only apologize for this.

Although Wenqin could hardly remember any of their names, the old men and women were still very enthusiastic and came out to help with the move.

What surprised Wen Qin was that Xie Mingxia could call out everyone's name.

Obviously, he was the one who was not at home all day. Wen Qin had to reflect once again on how he seemed to be lacking in his relationship with his neighbors.

The uncles and aunts were so enthusiastic that the two young men brought back by Jie Mingxia were of no help at all, and the house was emptied out.

"Although you have moved away, please remember to come back and see us when you have time." Aunt Wang made a trumpet shape with her hands and shouted loudly.

Wen Qin waved goodbye to them while sitting in the passenger seat, and the crowd soon disappeared from sight.

There are electricity and telephones upstairs and downstairs. Wen Qin never thought that she would live such a life in this era.

Wenqin thought it would take a long time to install the telephone, but she didn't expect that it had been installed a long time ago.

Wen Qin stared at the phone for a long time without saying anything. Xie Mingxia looked at her for a long time and couldn't help asking, "Haven't you always wanted a phone?"

Wen Qin wiped her face and said in a very helpless tone: "I do have a phone here, but the question is, who should I call now?"

Jie Mingxia was stunned for a second, then burst into laughter, not giving her any face. Wen Qin was so angry that he punched him twice, but ended up hurting his hand for a long time.

Finally, Wen Qin found someone to call.

Her elder brother-in-law Zhang Zhongxin.

The phone call process now is like this: Wenqin first calls the Jiangcheng County Cotton Mill and tells the operator who I want to talk to in a certain department, and that he will call back in a few minutes.

As for whether you can talk to the person you want to talk to after a few minutes, that depends on a bit of luck.

Maybe the person you're looking for isn't there, maybe they couldn't find the person you were looking for, or maybe someone else just called.

It is full of uncertainties and very exciting.

Wen Qin was stimulated in this way.

Zhang Zhongxin is not here; he is on a business trip.

Wenqin went back to school dejectedly.

Wenqin wondered if Professor Zhao had discovered something.

I started to borrow a lot of strange books from her, some very obscure ones, and even started looking for foreign books.

"No." Although Wen Qin could get it, she refused.

Professor Zhao smiled like a villain: "I know you have."

"Not really."

"Absolutely."

Professor Zhao took out Wen Qin's notebook and flipped through several pages. He pointed to a book and said, "You have all the information in this book."

Wen Qin glanced at it and saw that it was a book written before the liberation: "What's wrong with this book?"

Professor Zhao smiled and said, "I asked someone to borrow this book from you on purpose."

Wen Qin felt like the boot had finally dropped to the ground, but she didn't intend to admit it: "If there was a Chinese version, I would have found a way. But there is no foreign language version..."

Professor Zhao knocked on the table: "I came here just to translate."

Wen Qin really wanted to roll her eyes. She didn't dare to bring out his name because she saw his name in the future translated version, okay?

"Teacher, why do you make things difficult for students like me every day? Go find someone in the library."

Professor Zhao, however, had a straight face and said, "I have a more convenient way, why not use it? I'll give you a week, or you'll lose all your regular points this semester."

Professor Zhao walked away with his hands behind his back, making Wen Qin very angry.

Qi Hong and the others then poked their heads out of the classroom and asked, "The professor had such a strong aura just now. What were you talking about?"

Wen Qin rubbed his brows: "Nothing, just borrowing a book."

"I've moved. Are you guys going to my new place this weekend?"

"No, we're going to our teacher's house this weekend."

The three of them were chatting when Qi Hong suddenly kept winking at Wen Qin.

Wen Qin looked up and found that Qu Jingjing had been standing there without her knowing when.

"Can I borrow a book from you?"

Wen Qin looked at her body, which was even thinner than last week, and couldn't help but frowned: "Are you still not feeling well?"

Qu Jingjing was a little anxious: "Can I borrow a book from you?"

Wen Qin looked at her for a while and said, "Okay, just study related books. Give me the title of the book and I'll find it for you and let you know when you can pick it up. The deposit is 50 cents per book, and 1 cent per book. Register it in the notebook yourself."

The charging issue was proposed by Professor Zhao, otherwise Wenqin would not dare to charge fees on campus.

The books in Wenqin's hands are so popular that she doesn't even have the chance to stock up on them. They have been circulating among her classmates. After you read it, I'll see that everyone protects the books very well, and there is basically no need to use the deposit to pay compensation.

But Professor Zhao told him that you can't always rely on others to be self-aware. You never know if someone will be dark-minded and jealous of you, and thus harm these books.

Books are precious. If Wen Qin's carelessness caused the books to be damaged, Wen Qin would be guilty of a great sin.

Wen Qin didn't know for a moment whether Professor Zhao was protecting the books or her.

I don’t know if it’s because of Professor Zhao, but Wenqin feels that people have been better at protecting books recently.

Occasionally, there were two books that were not borrowed, and Wen Qin simply left them in Professor Zhao's office.

The book that Qu Jingjing wanted to borrow was actually one that Wenqin did not have.

Connecticut Yankees in Arthur's Court

A novel about time travel.

The Chinese version Wen Qin could find was published in 2002.

This is a bit embarrassing.

"This is a novel written by an American. It doesn't seem to be a study book." Wen Qin frowned and said.

Qu Jingjing was a little anxious: "You mean you don't have it here either? Then do you have any other books about people from the future going back to the past?"

Wen Qin's heart suddenly skipped a beat...