The Road to Slaying God

Walking into the school library, Zhang Yang felt as if he was in the world after another year. He remembered that the last time he came to the library was more than two years ago.

There is no one in the library, and it is still the same. The old woman with glasses is still sitting in front of the desk and sorting out the broken books as she was two years ago. Tool of. She is the administrator of the library. It is said that she is single, has never been married, and has worked here for many years.

When Zhang Yang walked into the library, she didn't even lift her head.

Zhang Yang walked directly to the math books and periodicals, where a teacher-like person was looking at the bookshelf, Zhang Yang didn't bother to talk, he was not very familiar with the teachers in the school except his own department.

When Zhang Yang picked up the first book, he immediately plunged into it, and the digital world once again fascinated him. The abundance of books here is naturally not comparable to Xiao Yiran's book.

Time is passing by bit by bit...

Zhang Yang didn't know that his actions had already attracted the attention of the teacher beside him.

The old man taught mathematics. He didn't pay attention to Zhang Yang at first, but when Zhang Yang kept changing books for reading and reading for books, he quickly caught his attention.

The young man in front of him gave people a strange feeling. He actually changed four books in less than two hours since he came in. At the beginning, he sat down after changing the books, but when he got to the back, he didn’t even bother to sit down, and just stood and read. , Change the book immediately after reading...

At first, the old man thought that Zhang Yang was looking for a book he liked, but soon he realized that he was wrong, because after Zhang Yang picked up the book, he read almost every page, but the reading speed was a bit ridiculous .

If it wasn't for Zhang Yang's obsessed and focused look, the old man must have thought that Zhang Yang was just showing off. The old man who was about to leave suddenly became interested in Zhang Yang, and found a book to read not far from Zhang Yang. , take a look at Zhang Yang from time to time...

Time goes by second by second. When people are extremely invested, time will appear very fast, and this is the phenomenon of Zhang Yang now. He has been reading here for more than four hours, and he does not know how much he has read. Books, as long as it is a math book in front of him, he can't help looking through it. The simple reading speed is faster, and the profound reading speed is slower.

After stretching and stretching, tired from standing for four hours, and depressed, hungry again, Zhang Yang cast his eyes on the bookshelf to find another book to read before returning to the dormitory.

How about this one? The old man walked to Zhang Yang's side and handed him a book.

Oh... Thank you... Principles of Computational Fluid Dynamics... Zhang Yang picked up the book and flipped through it without raising his head. Immediately, he was attracted by this book. This is a very famous mathematics book written by Wesling from the Netherlands .

The old man smiled and did not speak, he was observing, he believed in his intuition, this boy was not just pretending, but really liked the book, Zhang Yang's focused expression reminded him of his enthusiasm for computing when he was young.

Not bad……

Hunger pulled Zhang Yang out of the book again, and now the only way to distract Zhang Yang was hunger.

Why didn't you read it? The old man was taken aback for a moment, he clearly saw a trace of reluctance on Zhang Yang's face, he was a little confused, since he liked it, why didn't he take it away and read it.

That... I'll come back tomorrow, my library card is lost...

The old man nodded without speaking, and watched Zhang Yang walk out of the library with a thoughtful expression on his face.

...

After coming out of the library, Zhang Yang went to the Chinese Department to look around but didn't see the girl, and walked to the dormitory with a depressed face. What kind of society is this? Didn't it mean that everyone is well-off now? Why am I still running around for three meals a day?

It seemed that Zhang Yang had to find a roommate to finish the dinner first, and Zhang Yang touched his growling stomach again. He didn't even know how many times he had touched his stomach. The more hungry I want to touch it.

Zhang Yang felt that his body was changing, and he was particularly prone to hunger, which was unimaginable before.

Zhang Yang naturally did not expect that mental work like his consumes no less nutrients than dry physical work. Of course, it is not only mental work that caused Zhang Yang's strong hunger, but also various reasons. The countless elite thinking in Zhang Yang's brain is also one of the reasons.

Zhang Yang, someone is waiting for you in the dormitory.

oh……

As soon as Zhang Yang walked downstairs to the dormitory, the old man watching the door of the dormitory immediately sat up from the reclining chair in shock. Zhang Yang was overjoyed immediately, there were not many people looking for him, ninety-nine percent were Liu Biao, there was no news about him recently, now is the right time!

Zhang Yang didn't want to talk nonsense with the old man, so he hurriedly climbed to the fifth floor. He had already secretly decided that today he would go to a restaurant outside the school to spend a fortune and have a big meal.

Zhang Yang, someone is looking for you...

Zhang Yang, go back to the dormitory, someone has been waiting for you for a long time!

Zhang Yang, you're finally here...

...

Immediately, Zhang Yang realized that something was wrong. Every time he met someone on the stairs, he would tell him that there was someone waiting for him, and all of them had mysterious expressions on their faces. expression.

Who on earth is it?

Zhang Yang couldn't help slowing down, his head was running like a computer, but he still couldn't think of anyone other than Liu Biao who would come to the dormitory to look for him.

Awesome!

Zhang Yang's heart tightened for a while, could it be that Xiao Yiran killed him?

Zhang Yang felt his heart beating thumping, but he had to go back, even if he came to kill him, he had to go back. He couldn't avoid it for a year, and it was impossible not to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!

Zhang Yang secretly encouraged himself, but his movements became slower and slower. He wished he could climb these stairs for ten or eight years.

[New books need to be voted to encourage updates, huh, huh]