The next day, in the afternoon, the library, the second library, the second floor.

Today, Liang Yin is here, wearing the white overalls of the Library Management Association, pushing a small white cart full of books.

Soon, Jiang Yang's figure appeared next to her and helped her sort out the books.

Liang Yin glanced at him, the gold-wire round-framed glasses seemed to be a see-through glass, and he saw what Jiang Yang was thinking, smiled lightly, and nodded his head to greet him.

…… About half an hour later, the car was finished.

Outside the library, there are a few plum trees, and the small buds on the black and protruding branches are condensed like ice beads, with a light and cold fragrance.

"What's the matter?" Liang Yin stood with a smile and asked straight to the point.

"I haven't seen you for some days, so I came here to ask for warmth." Jiang Yang felt that no matter what happened to him, it was still necessary to say a few words of greeting.

"You see, winter is coming, the plum blossoms are about to bloom, and the snow should be falling and freezing." Liang Yin seemed to believe Jiang Yang's words and chatted with him.

"yes, yes."

"Yes, it's freezing, and my skin is thickening." Leng Buding Liangyin came to such a sentence, and the fluttering words could not break through Jiang Yang's cheeky defense line at all.

"You say, what will a girl do if she wants to hate someone?" Jiang Yang couldn't find anyone to discuss this issue, so he could only talk to Liang Yin, either to get any answers, or to talk about it.

"Hate?" Liang Yin glanced at Jiang Yang seriously, raised his willow eyebrows, and said with great interest: "What kind of bad fate is it?" ”

"Don't think of me so badly, I'm a decent man." Jiang Yang felt the slander in Liang Yin's gaze, and immediately justified himself: "I am angry with others, and it is inevitable to offend people." ”

"Angry for a girl, huh?" Liang Yin turned his head, counted the plum blossom buds on the branches, and whispered softly: "It's for Luo Mengdi." ”

He was not surprised that Liang Yin could guess one or two, and nodded in response.

"Then you'll be in trouble, how can a woman give up."

"I know that she won't give up, so why don't I ask you to know a little bit of the usual methods."

"Heh, then you're looking for the wrong person, I won't do this, if someone provokes me, scold me to my face, and never get along with each other from now on."

"Angry?" Jiang Yang poked the probe and sighed: "I didn't say what you meant, I just thought about ......"

Jiang Yang pinched the wording, and finally fixed his eyes on the tip of a white plum, and suddenly had an illusion that Liang Yin was like this budding white plum.

There are a total of four plum trees around these four corners, three of which are red plums, and only the one near the corner of the wall is white plum, which is exactly what Liang Yin has been looking at.

Even if it is the plum of Ling Shuang and Aoxue, there is also a difference between red and white, let alone people?

Jiang Yang suddenly felt that he really shouldn't come here to ask, Liang Yin is like this light and cold fragrant white wax plum, even if it is in full bloom, it must be hidden in the snow. A white plum in the snow, how can you understand the posture of the rotten flowers of the vulgar and glamorous spring.

"Let's go up, come to the library, I can't read books without reading, just look at beautiful women." Jiang Yang smiled and prepared to walk towards the door of the library.

Liang Yin listened and was silent for a while, and then walked along the path, and only when he was about to go up the steps did he say: "What can be learned is probably only those tricks in the palace fighting drama, and they can't play with high IQ." ”

As for the tricks in the palace fighting drama, they are nothing more than borrowing and framing.

Although Liang Yin didn't say it explicitly, Jiang Yang was understood at one point, and he suddenly had a bottom in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a message reminder on his mobile phone, and Jiang Yang opened WeChat to see that it was a message from Luo Mengdi.

glanced at the news, and then said to Liang Yin: "You go up first, I'll wait for someone." ”

"Oh......" Liang Yin let out an indecipherable laugh.

……

After Liang Yin entered, Jiang Yang waited at the door for a few more minutes and saw a white shadow appear in front of him.

The coldness of winter made her face flushed, and she didn't seem so cold and arrogant.

Well, and her pair of gloves embroidered with ugly fawn patterns don't sound like temperament.

"The Iron Flute Immortal is about to become an ice sculpture immortal." Jiang Yang made a joke.

"Ice sculptures are better than sand sculptures." Luo Mengdi replied lightly.

It seems that no matter what kind of person he is, chatting with Jiang Yang can always be led by him to take the rhythm away, as in the past, it is almost impossible to ask Luo Mengdi to say this kind of thing.

"Huh......" Jiang Yang exhaled and said it was cold: "It's too cold, go in and talk about it." ”

"You're going to rehearse the show with the art department?" Luo Mengdi asked, Jiang Yang told her about this yesterday, and she was extremely surprised.

"Yes, it was Qin Tai who personally went to the Propaganda Department to invite him." From the time he described it best, it always changed its taste.

"I invited you one?" Luo Mengdi didn't bother to talk to him, anyway, she understood the meaning.

"Not really, there are two others who look the same."

Luo Mengdi glanced at Jiang Yang: "Do you talk like this?" ”

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yang was embarrassed.

"After so many years, it's not easy not to be disabled by my classmates."

"Isn't this blessed by the Buddha, I will worship in the temple at the beginning of next year." Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and when he heard that it was such an old question, he answered casually.

"It's all singing?"

"That's not it, there is a fat brother who talks about cross talk, and there is a ......" Jiang Yang couldn't find the words to describe Chen Xiaokun's talent for a while, and felt that it was not just dance and singing that could be described simply, so he passed by a sentence: "You will know when the time comes to rehearse." ”

"......" Luo Mengdi looked up at the upper stairs in the library and said, "I don't participate in the performance." ”

"You ......" Jiang Yanggang wanted to ask why the art department didn't use people and wanted to borrow people outside, and then thought of Song Yanzi and swallowed a sentence.

"Alas, I still want to perform on the same stage with you, I sing and dance with you, sing ancient songs, dance classical dances, and shine when the time comes, attracting the favor of countless male classmates." Jiang Yang thought of what Li Cheng said yesterday and copied it casually.

"It's better to ask your minister and see if the two of us can form a show at that time." The more Jiang Yang thought about it, the brighter his eyes became. According to his temperament, no matter what, he always has to fight for it to know the result, and it is not his personality to give up lightly.

"It's that I don't want to perform." She still expressed her arrogance, but in Jiang Yang's opinion, she was a tsundere.

"Then I finally have a chance to go on stage, if I don't fight for it to perform with the most beautiful, the most beautiful dancing, and the senior sister who has a great game to play, what a pity, even if I graduate for 20 years, I will definitely regret it."

Rainbow fart, don't pick it up, but it sounds very comfortable, Luo Mengdi couldn't help but smile.

"Before, we sorted out all the shapes of Hanfu, and next, let's study what fabrics were made in ancient times." Jiang Yang continued.

"Okay." Speaking of which, Luo Mengdi was full of interest.

So the two of them walked towards Library No. 2 on the second floor......