"Hehe, are you really the manager of the library?" Seeing Ye Xianglun's loveless look, the woman asked curiously.

"Do you think I have the heart to joke with you?" Ye Xianglun said angrily.

"Oh, I'm really sorry, but I know the order in which these books are placed, and I'll command them, so let's do it together!" The woman patted Ye Xianglun on the shoulder, picked up a few books from the ground and arranged them in order, and stacked them in the corresponding places.

"Do you really know the order in which these books are placed?" Ye Xianglun said in disbelief.

"Of course, I come here a lot......" The woman suddenly realized that she had said something wrong, and quickly covered her mouth and stopped talking.

"Sure enough, it's an old book thief!" Ye Xianglun picked up a stack of books and placed them according to the woman's instructions.

Under the woman's instructions, Ye Xianglun and the others quickly finished setting up the first bookshelf, looked at the orderly bookshelves, and Ye Xianglun glanced at this "old bookthief" with some surprise.

When the second bookshelf was almost finished, the woman picked up a thin booklet in her hand and wondered, "Hey, why have I never seen this book, and where should it be placed?"

"What kind of book is this!" Seeing that the old book thief was also puzzled, Ye Xianglun curiously grabbed the book and glanced at it casually.

After being puzzled, Ye Xianglun casually opened the book and glanced at it a few times, and learned that this was a five-stringed piano ruler score. Looking at it carefully, Ye Xianglun was surprised to find that this booklet of dozens of pages turned out to be just a piece of music, the whole score is not only lengthy, but also quite difficult, the rhythm of this piece is quite fast, with the rhythm of the score written, if you finish playing this song, I am afraid that the whole person will collapse.

Due to the urgency of time, Ye Xianglun needed to make the most of this book thief's veteran experience and physical strength, so he did not waste more time on this book, but unconsciously carried it in his arms, and then studied it slowly in his leisure time in the future.

After more than two hours of busy work, the fruits of the two people's labor were also remarkable, and the last book was put into the shelf, and now only half of the bookshelf remains.

"No, I don't have the strength, you can put the rest of the half!" The bookthief in the piano costume, who was already hot and sweaty, sat on the floor of the library and lay down on his back.

"Hey, don't sleep, you have to help me see where these books are placed! Get up, get up quickly!" Ye Xianglun dragged the book thief like a puddle of mud, shaking his body, trying to make her open her eyes.

"Are you really stupid? There are book numbers on the top of the book corner, you can just put them in the order of numbers!" The book thief was so tired that he didn't even bother to open his eyes.

"What! So you lied to me!" Ye Xianglun picked up a book casually, and found that there was indeed a small number written in small characters in the upper right corner of the book.

Looking at the book thief who was lying on the floor and immediately fell asleep, recalling that when he was in middle school, he often relied on the bookstore to be a free book reader, Ye Xianglun shook his head and smiled, and felt a little good for this tired and prostrated book thief.

"After all, you can be regarded as a book thief with a conscience, today Lao Tzu will let you go!" After helplessness, Ye Xianglun began to move and put the last scattered books on the bookshelf in order.

After a period of time, Ye Xianglun finally put the last of these books completely away.

"Get up, get up! Sleep here and be careful of catching a cold!" Ye Xianglun clapped his hands and shook the bookthief lying on the ground awake.

"Don't touch me, it's still early!" the female scrivener said with her eyes closed.

"It's not early, it's going to be dawn soon!" Ye Xianglun continued to shake.

"It's not dawn yet, what's the hurry, there is no assessment today!" The book thief turned over lazily under Ye Xianglun's shaking.

A few seconds of silence.

"What? it's almost dawn?" exclaimed the bookthief, who seemed to suddenly realize that he was still in the library, and immediately sat up and exclaimed.

"Do you think, I've told you several times!" Ye Xianglun glanced at her and said.

"Oh no, I have to go back quickly, alas, I was supposed to memorize "Xuan Ming Song" and "Youlan Song" tonight, but I didn't do it!" the female book thief complained as she sorted out her clothes and hair in a panic.

"Seeing that you are doing well today, tomorrow the director of this library will agree to let you study in the library!" Seeing that she had been busy in the library for a long time, Ye Xianglun felt a little sorry in his heart.

"Really! Thank you so much!" The female book thief saw Ye Xianglun nodding slowly, and then she believed that she had heard correctly.

After getting the news, the female book thief happily walked to the door of the library, opened the stone door of the library, and looked at the sky outside the library, which was almost bright, and the female book thief turned around and grimaced: "What is the director! Obviously he is a librarian, and he dares to call himself the director!"

"Believe it or not......"

As the stone gate rumbled down, before Ye Xianglun finished speaking, the female book thief had already run out of the library.

After the female book thief left, Ye Xianglun shook his head helplessly, lay on the floor of the library, and took out the "Brief Spectrum of Time and Space" in his arms.

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"Mr. Ye!"

The sound of the stone door of the library woke Ye Xianglun up from his dream.

Ye Xianglun reluctantly got up, dragged his cold back, and slowly walked towards the stone door of the library.

"I'm really sorry, I fell asleep in the library last night!" opened the stone door of the library, and saw the old man delivering food outside the door, so he quickly scratched his head and apologized.

"Have you been sleeping until now?" the old man smiled and patted Ye Xianglun's shoulder, "When I delivered breakfast, I was afraid of disturbing your sleep, so I put the lunch box at the door of the wooden house, and at noon, I found that the lunch box was still there, I thought you must be in the library, but I didn't expect it to be really guessed by me!"

"On a whim, I read it late at night, which bothered Mr. Li!" casually made up a reason, Ye Xianglun replied politely.

"It's good for young people to read more, but you should pay attention to your body!"

"Listen to Mr. Li's teachings!" Ye Xianglun politely sent the old man away, then returned to the room and devoured it.

After eating, Ye Xianglun lay down in the room for a while, relieved his stiff back a little, and then returned to the library.

Recalling the addition of an extra string to the "Water Cloud Song" discovered yesterday, Ye Xianglun immediately found the score of "Water Cloud Song" in the "Guqin Famous Songs General Examination".

According to the notes at the end of the score, the composer of this piece was a young luthier who was madly infatuated with a female dancer and composed it for the sake of the dancer's pleasure.

In order to compose this piece, he added this string entirely to broaden the range of the guqin, and the piece was not only not beneficial to the practice, but on the contrary, because the extra string caused the five notes to be messy, it also played a counterproductive role, and the young luthier also paid a heavy price for this trip.

The postscript of the score also commented on the actions of this violinist, and used the personal lessons of this violinist to warn future generations to use the piano single-mindedly and not have other distracting thoughts.