Both of them looked at their books silently, and they read them very carefully, but the reading ability that she had trained for many years made her not slow down at all even if she read carefully.

In less than two hours, she finished reading a book of poems, and she closed the book, wanting to find another book to read, so she put her handbag in her place to prevent her place from being taken over.

Then he turned around and left, and Ling Youzhi caught a glimpse of Wen Ren leaving, but left his handbag, and hurriedly called:

"That sister, I didn't take your bag. ”

Wen Ren raised the book in his hand and said, "I went to change the genus to read, and I didn't say I was leaving." ”

"But you have to take your bag too, what if you are found to have taken it?"

Ling Youzhi was anxious in his heart, how could there be such a stupid adult, didn't they all say that adults were very smart and would never let themselves suffer?

Why is this strange sister who doesn't know to take her bag away when she leaves, what if it's stolen?

Wen Ren poured joy and shouted at Ling Youzhi, "You can help me take a look, I'll be back soon." ”

After saying that, he turned around and ran to the other side of the bookcase, as if he was looking for a book.

Ling Youzhi looked sluggish, why did he ask him to help look at the bag, they didn't know each other, so they weren't afraid that he was also a villain who coveted the property of the old wicked?

Forget it, for the sake of that sister who gave up her place to read to him, let's reluctantly help her read it, stupid adults are too rare, since he met him, it doesn't hurt to care.

After about ten minutes, Wen Ren was happy to return to her place with a book, and her handbag was placed on her lap.

In the past ten minutes, Ling Youzhi had already sent away no less than five waves of people asking for the location, and these five people had all seen the handbags in the position.

But none of them stretched out their greedy hands, not because they were kind, but because the bag was watched.

After he had sent away the fifth inquirer, Wen Ren was delighted to return. This made him have to sigh, the heart of hearing people's admiration is really big, and he is so relieved of him.

If he is a bad person, he will probably regret his death.

"Thank you. ”

She was thanking Ling Youzhi.

Ling Youzhi turned a page of the book, copied it in his sketchbook, and replied casually:

"Sister, don't do this next time, it's very dangerous, what if you lose something?"

"I don't think it's dangerous, don't you watch it for me?"

Ling Youzhi's pleasing answer made Ling Youzhi feel speechless, he was nothing, a stranger, letting a stranger help take care of his belongings was the most dangerous thing.

"Sister, you and I don't know each other at all, why do you believe so much that I will help you look at the bag?"

"Because you have the face of a little angel. ”

Wen Ren turned his head to look at Ling Youzhi, suddenly stretched out his hand, rubbed Ling Youzhi's hair a few times, and the sudden touch of his head made Ling Youzhi very dazed.

This sister is so casual, why did she suddenly touch his head, like a person he met before.

And what does the little angel mean? Does it mean that he is very good-looking? Or what?

He asked, "Has my sister always liked to judge people by their appearance so much?"

"Huh?" Wen Ren was a little dazed, Ling Youzhi's meaning was not particularly understandable.

"I don't judge people by their appearance, just by their intuition. My instinct told me that he was a kind person, like a little angel who had fallen into the world. ”

Ling Youzhi was in a trance for a while, in a place where his memory was very deep, someone once said to him, "Youzhi, why are you so cute, just like a little angel falling from the sky." "Fall in love with the literary network

That man was his mother, and his mother praised him as a little angel, but he sent his mother to heaven.

He's an angel!

He sneered and replied to the pleasant compliment, "Sister, you must know that angels are not good people. ”

"Sometimes demons aren't bad people. ”

Ling Youzhi thought that Wen Ren's joy was deliberately teasing him, so he ignored it and concentrated on reading his book.

Wen Ren Tianyue glanced at it, but saw that the book in Ling Youzhi's hand was very familiar, "Are you looking at the Miyazaki Manuscript Collection?"

"How do you know?"

Ling Youzhi was surprised, Wen Renyue didn't see the cover of this book, how did he know the name of this book.

Wen Ren's face was frank, "This book has been out for a long time, and I have collected the first edition. I've watched it many times too many times and remember most of it, so I know. ”

Ling Youzhi asked, "Has this book been out for a long time?"

How did he not know that this book had been published for a long time?

Wen Ren nodded happily, "Well, the first edition of the first volume has been four or five years old, and the second volume has just come out, inserting the latest movie manuscript of Mr. Miyazaki." ”

Ling Youzhi's face was complicated, he learned a few days ago that Hayao Miyazaki had a collection of manuscripts, and he came to see it today, who knows that it has been out for several years.

"Did the first version look good?"

For many people, the "first edition of the book" means a lot.

"Good looking. Wen Renyue replied very sincerely, "The content is similar to the latest version, only about five percent of the content is different, you can also watch the new version." ”

She used to love comics, and she dreamed of becoming a cartoonist, but at that time, the cost of learning to draw was too high, and she was not born to afford it.

And his parents wouldn't approve of her learning comics, so she taught herself how to write, a piece of paper, a pen can write, and the cost is low.

It is not unreasonable for talents to come out of poverty since ancient times.

Ling Youzhi was full of displeasure when he heard this, and the book in his hand was instantly not good-looking,

"It's all five percent different, is it still called the same content? Sister, how do you calculate it?"

Wen Ren Tianyue smiled, "That's it, how else can it be calculated." Actually, there aren't so many, just a small part, really. ”

Ling Youzhi's delicate face was full of suspicion

"I don't believe you, you just said that the difference of five percent was about the same. I don't believe what you said is only a small part of the difference, maybe you seriously have a dozen or so pages different, also called a small part. ”

Hearing people's admiration, they smiled, this child is very funny.

"It's really not much worse, if you don't believe me, I can bring it over tomorrow and lend it to you for you to see. ”

"Really?" Ling Youzhi was overjoyed, "I don't believe it, you bring it over tomorrow and I'll take a look." ”

"Poof—"

Wen Ren was amused by Ling Youzhi's words, and in order to read her book, he bluntly said that he didn't believe her, which was enough.

"You said you didn't believe me, so do you think I'll really bring you a book tomorrow?"

Ling Youzhi didn't answer, but suddenly winked at Wen Renyue, "Sister, you'll bring it." ”