It's really hard to be a scumbag

"Mr. Jiang, I want to borrow this book."

"Mr. Xiaojiang, is the book "I Like You" still in stock? No more? What about "The Moonlight Is So Beautiful Tonight"?"

"When does Mr. Jiang leave work?"

Jiang Jiang sighed silently, feeling helpless towards the enthusiasm of the students, raised his eyes and said, "Please be quiet, this is the library."

The long line of students kept silent, watching Jiang Jiang's work eagerly, and couldn't wait to speak until it came to him.

After clearing the long queue in front of him, Jiang Jiang couldn't help but rubbed his neck, and sighed to the uncle drinking tea beside him: "Uncle Zhang, I really thought this job would be very leisurely."

Uncle Zhang is also an administrator, but there is no one in front of him. He put down his teacup and said with a smile: "Usually it is very leisurely, the tables and chairs are not full, and there are not many people in sight. Now that you are here, everyone sit down." I am happy to read on the ground.”

Jiang Jiang glanced at the students who looked up while reading a book not far away, shrugged and said, "I hope they can really read it."

It has been half a month since I came to this world.

Jiang Jiang had been sensing the location of the debris.

However, just like the will of the world, he can't perceive the existence of ghosts, and can only perceive the approximate range of Qi Luo's location according to the restrictions of the ghost marriage.For this reason, he thought about going to Qi Luo first, but the other party wandered around every day, and could appear on the other side of the world in the blink of an eye. In desperation, he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​actively looking for ghosts and work first. Three meals a day by myself.

This part-time job lasted for more than half a month, and Qi Luo was still dazed, as if he hadn't noticed that Jiang Jiang reappeared in this world at all.

At the beginning, Jiang Jiang checked his coordinates every day, but now he is too lazy to care about him. He thinks it is very easy to be an ordinary librarian, and the small stove specially opened by the auntie in the cafeteria is satisfying.

The only drawback is probably that the students are too enthusiastic.

Even though he has been here for so long, there are still only a few students who come to borrow books, and there are even more exaggerated ones—sneaking in at night to attack at night.

The librarian had his own lounge, and the school built it in the library for convenience, so at night, Jiang Jiang could hear all kinds of bumps and bumps.

Tonight was no exception.

Four students sneaked in on tiptoe, and one bumped into the bookshelf without paying attention.

Hearing the crackling sound of books falling, Jiang Jiang could hardly hypnotize himself not to hear it.

He sighed and got up from the bed, and left the room with a flashlight in his hand.

It was already quiet outside, the closed doors and windows couldn't let in a ray of wind, and he couldn't even hear the sound of extra breathing, but Jiang Jiang knew that the students hadn't left yet, and was listening intently to his side with bated breath.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, Jiang Jiang circled around and quietly came to the bookshelf behind them.

Perhaps because they didn't hear anything, the students wiped off their sweat and complained to each other.

"Can you move lightly, what if you wake up Mr. Jiang?"

"I didn't hit it, why are you scolding me?"

"That's enough, don't clean it up, please ask the pen fairy first, and clean up after you finish."

"Hurry up, we will have a chance tonight, and tomorrow the group of animals from the next class will invite you."

Jiang Jiang: "..."

Cooperating with him, this place is still a place of good geomantic omen, and everyone lined up to play the game of summoning spirits?

Jiang Jiang was speechless, and became more determined to teach these students a lesson.

He folded his arms and leaned against the bookshelf, quietly watching the students lay out a piece of paper on the floor, two of them were using flashlights for lighting, and the backs of the other two were crossed with a pen between them.

Perhaps after the preparations were completed, the two people holding the pens swallowed, and then began to call out to the Pen Fairy.

Soon, one of them exclaimed: "The pen is moving!"

The other three quickly asked him to whisper, and then tried to say: "It's really here? Why don't you ask?"

The person holding the pen said tremblingly, "Ben Fairy, Bi Fairy, are you a Pen Fairy?"

The pen in his hand moved slowly, and finally drew a circle on the white paper.

The other person's eyes lit up, and he rushed to speak: "Bi Xian Bi Xian, will I succeed in confessing to Teacher Xiao Jiang?"

Pen Fairy typed an x ​​slowly.

The man froze immediately, and let his companion speak: "Bi Xian Bi Xian, does Teacher Xiao Jiang have someone he likes?"

The pen in the middle paused suddenly, and then quickly wrote: "Yes."

Jealousy flashed across the companion's eyes, and he hurriedly asked, "Who is it?"

The sharp pen moved on the smooth white paper, and quickly wrote two words - it was me.

The four of them were stunned by these two characters. Before they recovered their senses, the vertical writing pen suddenly cracked, and the body of the pen was scattered and shattered. Obviously, it could no longer be used.

Several people looked terrified, and when they were trying to hold back their fear, the switched on flashlights suddenly went out, and the library was once again surrounded by darkness. At this moment, the numerous bookshelves looked like countless figures, and there were countless pairs of eyes peeping in the dark. .

The next moment, a sudden scream almost sent Jiang Jiang away who was full of curiosity.

He didn't see what the pen fairy wrote, he touched his beating heart, he felt that he was not scared by ghosts, but was almost scared to death.

After calming down, Jiang Jiang only thought that these people were scaring him, so he suppressed the idea of ​​teaching them a lesson, deliberately making footsteps, and walked towards those people.

Those people were crying and howling again, until Jiang Jiang turned on the flashlight and asked what was going on with a chuckle, they rushed to Jiang Jiang's feet crying and talking incoherently of terrorist incidents.

Jiang Jiang took a few steps to pick up the paper, but he didn't see the font, only the two symbols of ox.

He felt puzzled in his heart, and when he put down the paper, he saw the students huddling together and shivering, and it seemed that they couldn't ask anything even if they asked.

Jiang Jiang sighed inwardly, approached and said, "Don't think too much, go back and rest."

The students nodded quickly, and one of them tremblingly said: "Xiao, Teacher Xiaojiang, aren't you afraid to sleep here alone? Or—"

Before he finished speaking, the flashlight in Jiang Jiang's hand suddenly went out, and a gust of cold wind blew in from nowhere, making Jiang Jiang shrink his head abruptly.

Tried the switch again, the flashlight turned on again, Jiang Jiang pointed at the students, but saw the person who just spoke closed his eyes.

Not only Jiang Jiang was startled, but those few people were also startled, they slapped their faces clumsily and called for CPR.

It wasn't until the slight snoring sounded in the library that the three of them realized in a daze that the person with closed eyes was asleep.

This discovery made those few angry, and Jiang Jiang couldn't laugh or cry: "It's already twelve o'clock, ordinary students should go to bed long ago, take him back, and rest yourself."

With him around, the students calmed down a lot. After expressing their thanks in embarrassment, they helped their companions out of the library in desperation.

Jiang Jiang watched them leave at the door, turned around and looked at the picked door lock and said, "I'm not very courageous, but I'm quite skilled at picking locks."

He shook his head and closed the door, muttering: "Tomorrow, Uncle Zhang will contact the locksmith again."

There was no response in the quiet library.

At this moment, Jiang Jiang felt that the desertedness was a little scary.

He touched his cold arm, and obediently went back to his room to rest.

As for the scattered books?

Then it will be cleaned up during the day tomorrow.

With this in mind, Jiang Jiang slept peacefully all night, woke up the next day when the alarm clock sounded, and went out to work yawning after washing up.

However, after going around in a circle, he was stunned.

What about the dropped books?

Why are all the books on the bookshelf neatly arranged?

And... the broom doesn't seem to be in the right place, the mop is still stained with water, is the window clean and a bit reflective...

Jiang Jiang was at a loss for a moment, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. Before he could perceive Qi Luo's coordinates, Uncle Zhang suddenly pushed the door in and said cheerfully, "Xiao Jiang, how did you rest last night?"

Jiang Jiang replied subconsciously: "It's not that good, a few students sneaked in again."

Uncle Zhang picked up the kettle on one side and began to pour water. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "Just now I saw a student in front of me having a nightmare in the middle of the night. He was so scared that the lights in the dormitory were turned on for several hours. Thinking that it must be to make you angry, you frightened him intolerable."

Jiang Jiang went to the door and opened it, slandering: "I'm a good citizen, how can I be scary, it's because they don't sleep in the middle of the night and come to the library to play pen fairy, and they scare themselves a lot."

Uncle Zhang plugged in the kettle and asked strangely, "Didn't you scare them on purpose?"

Jiang Jiang spread his hands: "I originally wanted to, but before they had time to do anything, they knelt down by themselves."

Uncle Zhang looked puzzled, but he didn't get entangled anymore, but brought up another matter: "Speaking of it, it's not a solution if you can't sleep well every day like this. I'm thinking about whether I should talk to Lao Zhou and let me He changed you to a safer job?"

Lao Zhou is the principal of this school, and also a chess friend who has played chess with Uncle Zhang for many years. Jiang Jiang was able to come to this school to work, and it was Uncle Zhang who introduced him to Principal Zhou.

Now that he has to change units after a short time, Jiang Jiang felt a little embarrassed, but Uncle Zhang didn't care and said, "What's so awkward about it, I should have known that the students were so naughty, so I shouldn't have let you come here. Although the librarian is free, he doesn't have many colleagues. I have to go home and cook, so I can only leave you alone on duty. To be honest, I still feel sorry for you."

He waved his hand, suppressed Jiang Jiang's words, turned around and walked out the door: "You don't need to say more, I know it well. I'll go find Lao Zhou. You didn't rest well last night, so you can sit and rest for a while. Anyway, it's early in the morning. No one came to borrow books."

He disappeared while he was talking, Jiang Jiang had nothing to do, so he waited for the water to boil, and poured a cup of hot water for Uncle Zhang by the way.

Maybe it was because the student who had the nightmare was startled and didn't sleep well. It was nine o'clock before the students came to borrow books to read.

Jiang Jiang registered them and was busy until twelve o'clock before leaving get off work.

Uncle Zhang didn't know when he came back, so he took him to the principal's office when he saw that he was busy.

Principal Zhou was watering the flowers. Seeing them coming in very enthusiastically, he greeted Jiang Jiang to sit down, and then said, "The students' problems are actually the school's problems. It's because I, the principal, didn't teach them well, which made them so ignorant. Xiao Jiang, don't worry, your Grandpa Zhou will definitely arrange a safe and easy job for you this time."

He was so sure, Jiang Jiang had no choice but to smile shyly, "Thank you, Grandpa Zhou."

Principal Zhou smiled happily for a while, and praised Jiang Jiang for a long time, and finally coughed softly, pretending to be casual: "Speaking of which, is Xiao Jiang dating someone?"

The author has something to say: A certain Mr. Qi who does not want to reveal his name: talk!How many times have I said it!it's me!

感谢在2020-07-0422:15:41~2020-07-0512:05:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Songhai Tingtao 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Aesop and Qianliu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!