In the small kitchen of the private library, there was no defense at all, and Yao Yayao encountered a "spiritual baptism shock wave" from the previous brothers and sisters of the school. This made him somewhat understand that there is still some "love" in this world, which can be passed on from generation to generation like family blood relations.

After leaving the kitchen area with a heart, Yao Yayao came to the central area of the lobby of the library, and continued to browse the various book directories on the shelves casually.

The different colors of the bookshelves already give a general idea of the different areas of the various books on it. But this is not enough, what kind of book is roughly placed, if you know it by heart, it is very convenient to find a specific book in the future.

This is also the reason why Yao Yayao is willing to take a moment to browse slowly around the hall at this time.

Suddenly, Yao Yayao noticed that a long row of bookshelves in front of him seemed a little special. It was unlike any other bookcase in the hall in that it was not painted in any color, but remained the original mottled wood color.

All the wood raw materials on it look very old, covered with all kinds of wind and frost of the years. Some of these tattered wood bookshelf panels also have various old handwriting messages and graffiti, some small carvings, etc.

Yao Yayao curiously approached to look at the messages and the like, and found that the above words were very old, most of them were some classroom graffiti by college students in the 70s and 80s. Because, at the end of many messages, there is a date imprint.

Probably, this special bookshelf in front of me was made of various ancient wooden tables and chairs in the classroom back then.

All the books on this ancient bookshelf are wrapped in a transparent plastic paper cover.

Most of these books are books on the humanities and social sciences, such as biographies, historical records, and philosophy. Just by looking at the appearance of the covers, you can see that these books are very old, quite old.

On this special bookshelf in front of me, almost every layer at a certain distance, there is a conspicuous text reminder small sign, as well as some white medical gloves.

These small signs read: "Teacher Liu Qing's personal collection of books, please be cautious about them." ”

"Liu Qing?"

Looking at the field categories of these books above, recalling the story of the venerable teacher told by Xie Xiaofeng before he came in just now, Yao Yayao knew that all the books on this special bookshelf here were probably all the private collections of the villa owner, Teacher Liu Qing.

From top to bottom, there are almost no empty spaces on this particular long row of bookshelves. Not to mention the thousands of private collections!

What a respectable ordinary teacher!

Seeing that so many ancient books belonged to the private collection of the same teacher, Yao Yayao couldn't help but be in awe, and his heart was full of high admiration for the older generation of traditional knowledge elements!

Carefully with his gloved hand, he pulled out a book on the shelf, "The Biography of Mr. Wuliu", Yao Yayao saw that there were many narrow blank spaces in it, all kinds of detailed notes, feelings and so on.

Yao Yayao took out another copy of "Xu Wen's Long Biography", which was the same. At this time, Yao Yayao somewhat understood why Teacher Liu Qing was the most outstanding lecturer in the school before.

"A hard work, a harvest." There are a lot of accidental factors, and their origin does not mean that they are accidental.

"One minute on stage, ten years off stage." This sentence is more used in the field of opera and sports, and everyone knows that this sentence is also the sentence that best reflects the "charm of the podium".

With a lot of feelings, Yao Yayao returned to the special browsing area just now. There are a variety of chairs and tables so that readers can read the books in their hands in the most comfortable posture.

Yao Yayao learned from his elder brother Zheng Yong, reclining on a canvas beach chair, and began to read the book "Sign Language Encyclopedia" in his hand intently.

However, two older sisters came to interrupt him.

The two senior sisters held several square pillows of different sizes in their hands, and handed him two dark brown ones, one large and one small.

Poisoned by a well-known "all-you-can-eat" shopping website, Yao Yayao's first reaction was actually these two senior sisters, who may have come to sell small pillows to him. Now, it is a great era of "national micro-business".

Because he couldn't speak, Yao Yayao didn't take the pillow, but stretched out the thumb of his right hand and counted the money at them with a little confusion.

The two senior sisters smiled and shook their heads at him gently. Then one of the senior sisters turned the backs of the two pillows upside down and pointed to a certain position on them for Yao Yayao to see.

Yao Yayao was surprised to see that there was cross-stitch on the pillow, embroidered with his name "Yayao".

Not only that, next to this position, there is also a white pear blossom mark, as well as a few beautiful words of "School Flower Guard".

One of the senior sisters punched him a set of combined sign language with a pink fist, as if to express something. Unfortunately, it was obvious that he was playing the piano to the cow, Yao Yayao couldn't understand it at all, so he could only show a stupid expression.

Another senior sister, seeing that Yao Yayao couldn't read sign language, smiled lightly and shook her head. Then, she pointed her finger at Xie Xiaofeng, who was looking down at a book in the distance, then pointed at herself, and then pointed at Yao Yayao, making an expression of arrow transmission.

This time, Yao Yayao understood it, so he nodded. Perhaps, what this senior sister meant was Xie Xiaofeng who asked the two of them to send him a pillow.

After Yao Yayao reached out and took the two pillows, the matter was not over.

One of the senior sisters handed Yao Yayao a beautiful little key. It has a rubber band tied to it, a small finger-length plastic nameplate, a white pear blossom, and the words "School Flower Guard". On the nameplate, there is also a conspicuous "46" lettering.

Yao Yayao didn't know what this key was for, and opened his eyes wide to show that he didn't understand.

The senior sister pointed her finger to a corner in the distance. There, there stands a row of square-shaped lockers. This kind of cabinet is very common in swimming pools, gyms, supermarkets and other places. Each checkered cabinet is marked with a different number.

In one hand, this senior sister is still holding another pillow. She made a virtual gesture of stuffing the pillow in her hand into the distant locker in the air, and then opened her contact lenses wide and stared at Yao Yayao.

Yao Yayao nodded, indicating that he understood.

The two senior sisters then smiled and left. As they walked, they were communicating something in sign language.

Next, Yao Yayao tucked the two pillows in his hand, one on the back of his neck, and the other in his hand. He looked sideways at the others in the free browsing area, and noticed that they all had similarly sized pillows like these, but in different colors.

After having these two small pillows, it didn't take long for Yao Yayao to understand the beauty of the pillows.

In the school's official library, everyone had to sit side by side, and everyone was in hardwood chairs, where was this place so comfortable. Not only are there a variety of chairs, but you can also use pillows to adjust your various sitting postures, so you can feel as comfortable as you want.

It's heaven on earth! Wow, it couldn't be cooler!

Next, Yao Yayao used his most stretched sitting posture and began to concentrate on studying the book "Sign Language Encyclopedia Illustrated" in his hand.

Seeing that he was in a trance, Yao Yayao began to use his two hands to try to make various gestures in sign language. He was a little carried away, and his eyebrows fluttered and he made all kinds of movements, which was a lot of fun.

If you look at it from a distance, you think he is playing some kind of mysterious hand tai chi or something. His movements are not fast, and he seems to have some kind of strange musical rhythm.

What Yao Yayao didn't know was that his self-experimental renditions of various sign languages had attracted the attention of a girl not too far away.

It was a childish girl with long hair and a quiet temperament, probably in her 20s.

The girl sat quietly at a separate table not far away, right in front of Yao Yayao's silhouette, so she could see each of Yao Yayao's clumsy sign language self-demonstrations.

The girl was looking at a book in her hand in silence, but Yao Yayao's sign language movements were a little exaggerated, which really couldn't help but arouse some glances from her.

Moreover, the book she is looking at now is also a "Sign Language Encyclopedia Illustrated".

On the desk in front of her, there is also a small key to a storage cabinet with a plastic nameplate, and the conspicuous number on it is the word "45".

(Dai continued)

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