The backstage director also heard Xi Nancheng's voice, and he pressed the headset directly, "Quick, wire Meng Fu." ”

Each guest has a headset on them.

"It's all my fault, forget about that." Sang Yu bowed his head and blamed himself.

He Yongfei comforted in a low voice, "It has nothing to do with you." ”

As soon as Xi Nancheng said this, He Miao also realized what was going on, and the laces of his other shoe were not tied, so he quickly got up and ran forward to find Meng Fu.

After turning the corner, I saw Meng Fu's back.

She had already walked to the counter, propped herself on the counter with one hand, her fingers curled in the other, ready to knock on the table.

Seeing this scene, He Miao's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly spoke, "Father Meng, don't!" ”

Meng Fu didn't knock his hand down, only tilted his head and glanced at He Miao.

On the first floor of the library, there are other members who come to read books.

These members naturally know the rules of the Go club, and they basically borrow books by themselves, and if some books cannot be borrowed, they stay at the reading table to read quietly, which is very far away from the counter.

The people in the program team also took their steps lightly and filmed quietly when they went downstairs.

He Miao's voice exploded on the first floor, as if a switch had been turned on, and the atmosphere on the first floor instantly became weird, and the other members looked at He Miao dumbfounded.

Xi Nancheng's heart sank, he couldn't stop He Miao, and walked directly to Meng Fu's side.

Behind the counter, the man on the recliner stretched out his hands full of ravines and slowly took off his hat.

Coming in from the photography team, this Mr. Lei left a deep impression on them.

Now that he has taken off his hat, the camera of the show did not dare to shoot his face @vinegar yoer-the fastest release of literature @, only dared to shoot Meng Fu and Xi Nancheng.

Xi Nancheng pulled Meng Fu aside, his voice was very low, and he said respectfully to Mr. Lei behind the counter: "Mr. Lei, I am Mr. Ge's disciple Xi Nancheng, the program team came to the library to record the program today, our people don't understand the rules of the library, and they disturb your rest." ”

The voice was very respectful, with a little caution.

Not far away, He Miao also realized that he had just spoken.

He followed Xi Nancheng over, and when he got closer, he felt the coercion from this old Mr. Lei, and he didn't dare to look up at Lei Management, so he only bowed his head and apologized to this old Mr. Lei.

Then grabbed Meng Fu's sleeve, and then said to Meng Fu with his mouth: "Daddy Meng, we don't need the management manual, let's go upstairs to record the show first!" ”

has been in the circle for so long, and He Miao also knows the rules in the circle.

Even Xi Nancheng was so nervous, he knew that this person in the Go Club was not simple.

I'm afraid that today's shooting will not be able to go normally.

Meng Fu glanced at him, without any nervousness on his face, and even raised his eyebrows: "...... Dumb? ”

Seeing that Meng Fu was still talking, He Miao's eyes widened, he was worthy of his Meng father, but now was not the time to be angry.

"No," He Miao pulled Meng Fu aside and explained in a low voice, "This person is ......"

At the same time, in Meng Fu's headset, the voice of the director team also sounded, "Meng Fu, you leave with Teacher Xi ...... quickly"

Meng flicked his hand, easily avoiding He Miao's hand, and didn't listen to the words of the director team, only looked at Mr. Lei, and his voice was flat and slow, "Manager Lei, do you have a library management manual here?" ”

"Director, what now? If the Go Club is angry because of this, it won't continue to record for us......" backstage, the staff in charge of recording the video looked at the director and frowned.

The director looked at the video, Meng Fu's calm face, he didn't know what he remembered, and shook his head: "Let's take a look first." ”

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Meng Fu was here, after she finished speaking, Xi Nancheng beside her wrinkled his eyebrows, "Mr. Lei, I'm sorry, this is ......"

Mr. Lei had just been woken up, his slightly brown eyes were a little angry, the whites of his eyes were slightly bloodshot, and there was a long scar on the side of his eyebrow bone, and his face was very fierce.

He was very impatient, seeing that the volcano was about to erupt in the next second.

Hearing Meng Fu's voice, he finally looked at Meng Fu, and before the volcano erupted, he was silent.

"Management manual?" After a long moment, he finally spoke, his voice a little dry.

"There are more than 700 borrowed books on the third floor that have not been classified, and it is too troublesome for your Go club to classify them, and we can't divide them." Meng Fu explained to the other party quite politely.

Hearing Meng Fu's words, Mr. Lei paused slightly, "...... Can't you come to me? ”

Meng Fu was straightforward and not afraid at all: "You are not the president?" ”

Mr. Lei couldn't refute it for a while, "...... I asked if anyone else had any. ”

He was silent for a moment, then slowly took out his phone and made a phone call, asking if the library had a classification management manual.

After a few simple words, he hung up the phone, then got up from the rattan chair, looked at Meng Fu, and pointed to the rattan chair behind him: "Do you want to sit?" ”

"Nope." Meng Fu refused.

About a few minutes later.

A young man hurried to the door.

In the weather in October, the sweat on his forehead was rolling down, it can be seen how he ran over in a hurry, bent down respectfully, and handed a small notebook to Mr. Lei, "Lei Lao." ”

Mr. Lei took it and handed it to Meng Fu, "That's it, take a look." ”

Meng Fu took it and flipped through it, these are all dry goods written down by the staff, and the classification criteria are very clear.

Mr. Lei looked at her and flipped through the notes and asked, "Is this what you want?" ”

"So-so," Meng Fu closed his note, "Then I'll continue to record the show." ”

The two of you said one sentence to me, completely ignoring the state of the people around them.

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See you tomorrow~~