Chapter 213, Joke
Maybe the school library will have that book.
She swayed from shelf to shelf.
She stopped until she found a bookshelf with foreign books written on it.
From the bottom row, looking carefully at the top, she saw a lot of books.
"Childhood", "Mother", "Wuthering Heights." After searching for a long time, she didn't find the book she wanted to read the most.
Nineteen Nian scratched his head and thought strangely, "One Hundred Years of Solitude" is also a bestseller in the world, and it is impossible for the school library to do without this book.
"What books are you looking for?" Fufeng came over and stood beside her, and he didn't read more like he was here to make a mess.
"What kind of books do you care I find?" Nineteen Nian turned her back, looked at the bookshelf intently, and walked through a lot of books at a glance, but followed the row of books until she reached the end of the bookshelf, and she didn't find the books she was looking for.
It doesn't matter, there is a row of bookshelves in the back, and this row of bookshelves can't find the book, so she will change to the back row of bookshelves.
"That's what you're looking forβ"
Fufeng hasn't finished speaking yet! Nineteen Nian suddenly turned around, and the whole person hit him directly.
Frightened, she fell backwards again and again, and as a result, with this push, her waist hit the back bookshelf again, and she knocked a book on the bookshelf off the ground.
A 'snap' sound scared her to the ground, Nineteen Nian hurriedly bent down to pick up the book that fell on the ground, patted the dust on the book, and put it back, she subconsciously looked left and right, for fear of making a noise and provoking the teacher in the library.
"It's just a book dropped, and the Administrator won't come." Fufeng saw her intentions, "If you're looking for a book, I'll help you find it?" β
"Come on, you don't read." chatted with him casually, Nineteen Nian looked at the bookshelf again, and as a result, he blocked half of the bookshelves, covering more than half of the entire bookshelf, and it was not convenient for her to find the books at all, "You blocked my view, I can't even see it, you go over there a little, I'll see if the book I'm looking for is "One Hundred Years of Solitude." β
Before she could finish speaking, she exposed herself.
"Far away in the world, close in front of you. Isn't that book you're looking for right above your head? As he spoke, he reached over her head and snatched the book off the shelf.
It is a black book, the packaging is very delicate, the cover of the book is bound with a cardboard card, after opening it, the paper and printing inside are also good.
"Be careful." Looking at the book he didn't care about flipped through in his hand, even if it wasn't the book he bought, Nineteen Nian would inevitably feel a little distressed, a good book, how could he be so uncherished, "At first glance, it's a person who doesn't like to read, a good book, you should be stingy like a small animal." β
Fufeng pouted and nodded, "It's true that I don't cherish books, and if I cherish them, I won't read them like this." β
When he took the book down, he closed it again and put it on the shelf, and he chattered, "I was in elementary school, and when I was in the first grade, I couldn't tell." Let me give you an important point, the new books that have just been issued in the new semester have been in my hands for three weeks, and the textbooks have already been made unsightly by me. β
He put the book back, and she had to stand on tiptoe to get the book he had on the shelf, probably he was standing in her way, and even if she stood on tiptoe, she couldn't reach the book, "Can you move a little bit over there?" β
Fufeng actually did it on purpose, he didn't hear what she said clearly, he was still nagging about his past, "By the way, I seemed to be very naughty when I was in elementary school, every time I sent a book, I was idle and bored in class, I would tear off a corner of the book, write a small note with others, and after a long time, a book was torn and crumpled by me." β
Nineteen Nian was looking for her book, but she wasn't listening to Fufeng at all.
"Can you get rid of it and go over there, I can't reach the book."
"So, are you listening to me talking to you?" Fufeng strengthened his attitude of speaking.
"Not really." She calmly said to him, "What did you just say, do you want to help me get enough books?" Alas, it's really not interesting, why put it back when you took it down. β
"This book? I can't believe that you would read such a boring book. Fufeng took the book again, the book was in his hand, just don't give it to her, he just took the book and left.
For that book, Nineteen Nian also spelled out.
She caught up with him and said, "Hey, hey, hey!" You give me back the book. β
"Well, it depends on my mood." The book was in his hand, but he still refused to give it back to her.
"Then you'd better be in a better mood!"
The two of them happened to walk to the desk, and Fu Feng leaned against the desk and put the book on the desk, just like he had done when he had received her mobile phone before.
"No, I'm in a bad mood right now." He said with an eyebrow raised.
"That'...... How do you feel good? β
He looked at her with tender eyes, and at the end, he looked down, stared at her and smiled, "Kiss me." β
"What!?"
It's strange that the books are not in the right place, and Nineteen Nian can reach out and get them.
I saw her raise the book and wave it on his head at once.
Hit very out of place.
Although my head didn't hurt very much, I was inexplicably hit by her with a book, and I suddenly felt that the whole person was groggy and a little out of tune.
Fufeng covered his forehead, stared at her with surprise on his face, and said, "What are you doing with a book and hitting me." β
Nineteen Nian had already packed up her things, clutching the book "One Hundred Years of Solitude" tightly, as if he was afraid that he would take it away from her again.
He sat down in the chair in front of him, dragging his head and staring at her, "Just kidding, I thought you would really cooperate with me." I didn't think - alas, a joke is just a joke after all. β
"Are you kidding that? It's just excessive. Nineteen Nian picked up the textbook on the table again, put it on top of his head, and praised him proudly, "It looks like this hat suits you very well, well, it's a bit silly, well, it's quite suitable for you anyway." β
The atmosphere was disturbed by Nineteen Nian, and it suddenly became a little interesting.
Fufeng turned his head and put on the book-capped hat with a solemn expression.
Nineteen Nian was full of confidence that he really made him angry.
So, she picked up a pen on the table, tapped on his book cap, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm also playing a joke on you." It's interesting, isn't it, hahahahahaha β
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