Walking into the school library, Zhang Yang had a feeling that he was like a world every other year, and he remembered that the last time he came to the library was more than two years ago.

There was no one in the library, it was still the same, and the old woman with glasses was still sitting at her desk sorting out broken books like she had done two years ago, with a very focused attitude, and the desk was full of tools such as self-adhesive scissors. She is the librarian, and it is said that she is single, never married, and has been working here for many years.

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

Zhang Yang walked directly to the place where the math books were located, where there was a teacher-like person who was checking on the bookshelf, Zhang Yang didn't bother to speak, he was not very familiar with the teachers in the school except for his own department.

When Zhang Yang picked up the first book and immediately plunged into it, the world of numbers once again made him addicted, and the abundance of books here was naturally not comparable to Xiao Yiran's book.

Time is ticking by......

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

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

The young man in front of him felt too weird, from less than two hours after coming in, he actually changed four books, at first he sat down after changing the book, and when he got to the back, he didn't even bother to sit down, he stood and read directly, and changed the book immediately after reading it......

At first, the old man thought that Zhang Yang was looking for a book he liked, but he soon knew that he was wrong, because, after Zhang Yang picked up the book, he read almost a page without missing a page, but the reading speed was a bit outrageous.

If it weren't for Zhang Yang's indulgent and focused look, the old man would definitely think that Zhang Yang was making a show, and the old man who was about to leave was suddenly full of interest in Zhang Yang, and also found a book to sit not far from Zhang Yang to read, and glanced at Zhang Yang from time to time......

Time passes by second by second, when people are extremely engaged, time will seem very fast, and Zhang Yang is now this phenomenon, he has been reading here for more than four hours, he himself does not know how many books he has read, as long as it is a math book in front of him, he can't help but look at it, the speed of simple reading is faster, and the speed of esoteric reading will be slower.

Stretching his waist, tired after standing for four hours, depressed, hungry again, Zhang Yang set his eyes on the bookshelf to find another book to read and go back to the dormitory.

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

"Oh...... Thank you...... Principles of Computational Fluid Dynamics ......" picked up the book without raising his head and flipped through it, and immediately, he was attracted to this book, which is a very famous mathematics book, written by Wesling in the Netherlands.

The old man smiled and didn't speak, he was observing, he trusted his instincts, the boy was not pretentious, but really liked the book, and his focused expression reminded him of his own youthful mania for calculations.

"Not bad......

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

"Why don't you watch it?" The old man was stunned for a moment, he obviously saw the reluctant expression on Zhang Yang's face, he was a little confused, since he liked it, why didn't he take it away.

"That...... I'll come back tomorrow and my library card has dropped ......"

The old man nodded and did not speak, and watched Zhang Yang walk out of the library, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

……

After coming out of the library, Zhang Yang ran to the Chinese Department to look around and did not see the girl, and walked to the dormitory with a depressed face. Doesn't it mean that everyone is well-off now, why am I still running around for three meals a day?

It seems that only by finding a roommate to get this dinner done first, Zhang Yang touched his cooing stomach again, and he didn't know how many times he touched his stomach. The more hungry I get, the more 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 didn't expect that the consumption of nutrients by such whole-hearted mental work like him was not inferior to doing heavy physical work, of course, it was not only mental work that caused Zhang Yang to have such a strong sense of hunger, but also a variety of reasons, and the countless elite thinking in Zhang Yang's brain was 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 who was watching the dormitory door immediately sat up from the recliner in a state of mind. Zhang Yang was immediately overjoyed, there are not many people looking for him, 99% of them are Liu Biao, there has been no news about that guy in the recent period, and 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 the restaurant outside the school to have a luxurious meal and eat big fish and meat.

"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 found that something was wrong, and every time he met someone on the stairs, he would tell him that someone was waiting for him, and they all had mysterious expressions on their faces, of course, in Zhang Yang's words, it was Yindang's expression.

Who is it?

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

Impressively!

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

Zhang Yang felt that his heart was "thumping", but he had to go back, even if he came to the door, 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.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

Zhang Yang secretly cheered himself up, but his movements were getting slower and slower, and he couldn't wait for these floors to climb for ten or eight years.

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