See Jiangshan

"Speak well, don't scare me."

I just lived a happy life, I haven't saved enough money, my children haven't been raised yet, and I'm usually so cowardly that I don't dare to go back, so I can still get into trouble?It can't be so miserable.

Gu Xuejiang led him a few steps forward, away from the locust tree: "To be precise, it was at the mentally handicapped stall, but can we leave her alone? No. After all, we have to eat together at noon every day."

Cheng Qianren followed his gaze, and the green and thick locust tree leaves couldn't hide Xu Ran's eye-catching red hair band, like a cluster of jumping fire in the breeze.

...Hey, I suddenly don't want to have dinner with you.

He also heard Gu Xuejiang say: "Go and do your work first, don't rush things for a while, let's talk slowly after lunch."

Cheng Qianren didn't figure out what was going on, and was at a loss, as if he had been half spoiled by someone, and was stuck in revealing the identity of the murderer.

The dead Gu Er.If you don't tell me, I won't ask. I'll suffocate you.Cheng Qianren patted him on the shoulder and walked straight to the library.

Today's library building is more lively than ever, with many freshmen gathered outside the building, listening to the seniors who lead the way talk with eloquence.

"It is not only the tallest building in Nanyang City, but also the tallest building in the twelve southern states. It is said that on this continent, it reaches Cangshan in the west and Baixueguan in the east. As long as you stand high enough, you can see the golden light circulating on the roof That's not the Buddha's light from the White Horse Temple, but the light from Nanyuan Academy's protective formation."

Speaking of this, the leading brother laughed loudly: "Brothers and sisters, if you make great achievements in the future, when you stand on the star-seeking platform in the imperial capital, remember to look south; Take a look and see if the legend is true for Senior Brother!"

What he said made the young people's hearts surge with great pride, and they all applauded in unison.

"Excuse me," "Excuse me," Cheng Qianren apologized all the way before squeezing out from the crowd.Just stepped into the threshold, only to feel the hustle and bustle suddenly quiet, refreshed.It all depends on the sound insulation method in the building.

Although since he was admitted to the hospital, he would go upstairs every two days, rain or shine.However, how many mysterious legends this building has has nothing to do with him. For him, this place is just a library with everything.

In addition to reading books for myself, I have to borrow them back for Zhu Liu to read.

There is a strict time limit for borrowing, and you have to pay a lot of money for damage. They try to read as fast as possible, and turn the pages carefully.When he first came to Nanyang, he was still able to help Zhuliu with his homework. After half a year, he couldn't answer Zhuliu's questions, so he had to copy it down and take it to Hanhai Pavilion to ask the teacher to explain his doubts.The husband often praised him for his good questions.

The tall and wide bookshelves are neatly arranged, and there is no end in sight.There are already many students in the building, either sitting on the ground, or standing in front of the bookshelf holding a volume to read, and whispering when they need to talk.

The first layer is commonly used books, and the relevant reference books of more than [-] main courses of the college are placed by subject.The second layer is the supplementary class books. The higher you go, the less popular the books are.On the fourth floor, in addition to the thread-bound books printed with ink, you can also see the heavy bamboo slips from many years ago.

The eighth floor and above are not open to the public. Some people say that there are hanging portraits of Nanyuan sages in the past, and some people say that it is the center of the Nanyuan formation.

In fact, not to mention the eighth floor, most students have not read one-tenth of the books on the first floor until they graduate.

Now that Zhuliu has decided to let Zhuliu take the test of the "Wanfa deduction" by the vice president, he must start reading the relevant introductory books.Cheng Qianren knew it before, the deduction is too mysterious, few people learn it, and books are not available in the market.

A huge index map hangs on the first floor, and all major subject books can be clearly found on several floors.Cheng Qianren came to the fourth floor.

There is no one here, the light is slightly dim, and only the sound of my own footsteps can be heard.The sun shines into the window lattice, the dust particles float in the light, the ink is fragrant, and the ancient feeling is full.It was so quiet that he couldn't help but lighten his steps.

He found the unremarkable "Plum Blossom Yishu" on the No. 16 bookshelf, moved a low stool to take it down, and opened the first page.

The conversation outside the building continued.

"Although the library building of our college has been renovated several times, it still retains the simple style at the beginning of its construction. You can see that the couplets inscribed in front of the door are the words inscribed by the vice president back then, and they have not been changed until now."

Everyone followed him, and couldn't help but read out: "travel all over the world, read all the books in the world".

"Good spirit!"

The brother leading the way suddenly lowered his voice: "In fact, almost every year, people jump down from this upstairs to seek death..."

"I was expelled for violating the rules of the school, and I had no face to see the elders in my hometown. I jumped. I was rejected when I pursued my junior sister. I paid the wrong amount of affection. I lost a bet with others. I couldn't swallow my breath. I jumped."

He laughed again, and comforted the pale-faced seniors: "Brother, I would like to advise you, even if you fail the exam in the future, you will have to start all over again. You have a great time, so don't think about jumping off the building."

Compared with serious science popularization, everyone obviously prefers this kind of secret history.Watched by countless adoring gazes, that senior brother couldn't help feeling elated, and opened his mouth:

"Actually, two sentences can be added in front of this couplet to make a seven-character poem, cough, 'The towering library building of a hundred feet can relieve thousands of worries with one leap. Wandering souls travel all over the world, and read all the books in the world in the afterlife!'"

Everyone laughed and applauded: "Hahahaha what a great poem! Brother is talented!"

"Why don't seniors write a copy of 'Hundred Foot Library, One Leap to Solve Thousands of Sorrows', we hang it up and replace it!"

Suddenly a gentle voice sounded: "There are ten runes attached to the couplet, which are connected to the protective formation in the building. It's better not to touch it lightly, so as not to get hurt."

Everyone turned their heads and saw a young scholar standing under the peach blossom tree that had just bloomed. He was wearing a sky-blue straight train, his black hair was rolled up, and he was wearing a moon-white scholar's scarf.The smile is kind, and it feels like a spring breeze when you look at it.

Not wearing a hospital uniform, not a student, so young, I don't think he is Mr. Xi.It was probably the deacon who manages the books in the building. The senior brother stepped forward two steps and bowed: "I have met you, sir. May I ask your name?"

Seeing the gentle temperament of the other party, he had a good impression of him, so he wanted to get acquainted with the other party.

The man accepted the salute without hesitation, and still spoke softly: "I dare not. My surname is Hu, and my name is 'Xing'. The word is easy to know."

After finishing speaking, he stepped into the building and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

There was an uproar behind him, and there was chaos. Everyone lifted up the senior brother who was kneeling on the ground, "Senior brother, what are you talking about, speak up, deputy, what is it?" "Senior brother, what's the matter, wake up!" "Come here problem occurs!"

Many years later, this senior brother bragged to his children and grandchildren on a daily basis: The most exciting thing in my life was to tear down the couplets written by him in front of Vice President Nan Yuan.

The young scholar walked steadily up to the fourth floor.

This book uses sophisticated words and obscure content, and Cheng Qianren struggled to read it. He hesitated whether to lend Zhuliu the simpler one first, and felt that he could not use his normal IQ to measure Zhuliu's comprehension.

He closed the book, rubbed the space between his brows tiredly, and suddenly felt a gaze fall on him.

Cheng Qianren turned his head to look, seeing that he was an acquaintance, he nodded slightly, and the scholar smiled back.

Strictly speaking, they are not considered to be acquaintances, after all, they didn't know their names, and they just met and chatted in the library.The other party seems to be the deacon here, who is familiar with the location of various books, and has helped him find books several times.