Vivien had been observing the strange man for five days.

Vivien, along with several other noble ladies who had come with her, stayed at the Juyère Inn, a luxury hotel for the nobles, next to the Anns Library.

Because of the fame of the Enns Library, not only the nobles of Frankser would come here, but also the nobles of the Rurklin Kingdom and even the Norman Confederate would come here for sightseeing, and no one could expect these nobles to stay in ordinary small hotels, so this is the reason for the existence of the Juyere Hotel.

On these days, Vivien wakes up extremely early every day. She quickly got dressed and washed, and then ran all the way to the reading room of the Dawnes Library, and then all the way back to the Juyère Hotel, where she happened to have breakfast with the other noble ladies.

"That weirdo is still there. ”

It's the first thing she says every time she sits down at the dinner table these days.

Emma had told her in all seriousness, "You're paying too much attention to a civilian, Vivien, it's a very bad thing. ”

But Vivien always admits on the surface, but behind the scenes, she does her own thing, and she doesn't take these words to heart.

So much so that in the next two days, before Vivien, who was in a hurry, began to speak, Emma said helplessly, "That person is still there, right?"

Then Vivien would nod her head earnestly.

On this day, Vivien was at the dinner table again and talked with great interest: "I don't know how he can last so long, doesn't he have to sleep? He's always been there, he's been there all the time! It's incredible." ”

In fact, at this time, several other girls also began to take an interest in the strange man in Vivian's mouth, and even peeked at it occasionally when they went to the reading room.

After all, this is indeed a very interesting thing, just imagine, how can a person who can read books for days and nights without sleep, not arouse the interest of these young girls who are full of curiosity about the world?

But the aristocratic etiquette in their bones firmly restricted their next move, and they could only pretend to turn a blind eye.

In fact, what limits them to another extent is the background behind them. Because no matter how Vivien broke the rules, everyone would always turn a blind eye with tacit understanding.

And for them, as long as they have the slightest rudeness, there will always be people who will seize this point and make a big fuss.

It's actually quite sad.

Today was the last day that the noble ladies had stayed in Franksor, and they were unusually silent for breakfast, each with their own thoughts.

Vivien only took a sip of milk, and then she said she was full.

The others didn't care where she went.

Vivien ran all the way into the Enns Library, greeted the old Librarian Mallory loudly, and ran all the way to the reading room.

As she approached the reading room, she quickly slowed down, then took a few heavy breaths to steady her breathing, picked up a random book from the shelf, and walked into the reading room with graceful and slow steps.

Soon, she walked up to a man who didn't look very old, she thought for a moment and asked politely, "Excuse me, can I sit here?"

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Ron plunged into the ocean of knowledge.

After arriving at the Enns Library, he was impatient to pour all the knowledge into his mind, and he cherished this hard-won opportunity.

And when he first opened a history book, it was as if he had discovered a new continent.

In fact, this is a new continent for him.

A new world, a new myth, a new dynasty, a new character.

As he read book after book, he felt that the world was opening its doors to him little by little.

This sense of fulfillment and accomplishment made him forget to rest, drink tea when he was thirsty, and go to the restaurant to get some pastries and food when he was hungry.

Then he would go back to the reading room and continue reading all the way down through the night, only occasionally taking a small nap, and then waking up quickly.

The librarian complained to the old curator Mallory more than once, "Why can't we kick this man out at night?" I can understand that he doesn't have to rest, because there is no shortage of gifted people in the world. But Heavenly Father, I'm just an ordinary man, I need to rest!"

But the old curator Mallory was unmoved, and only took a deep look at the thin and thin young man, and then quickly left.

Old Director Mallory can understand this joy and this obsession, which is only for real readers.

At this moment, Ron was falling into this obsessive pleasure, he was looking at the wild history of the Eastern Dynasty called Aslant three thousand years ago, when he suddenly heard a soft and glutinous question from beside him: "Excuse me, can I sit here?"

Ron was stunned for a moment, then continued to focus on the words, and after a moment he woke up suddenly, patted his face, and then looked up blankly, and saw a delicate blonde girl standing in front of him with a book in her arms, looking at her dimples and smiling.

Ron still hadn't come back to his senses, he continued to look left and right blankly, before asking, "What did you say?"

"I said, can I sit here?"

"Of course, it's my pleasure, miss. ”

After replying to this sentence, he quickly turned his head, and he couldn't wait to know what kind of history that Eastern Dynasty had.

Vivien sat down and tilted her head to look at Ron, and after waiting for ten minutes to find that Ron didn't have the desire to turn her head to look at her, she had no choice but to say, "My name is Vivian, Vivian Grace." ”

"Ron. Ron didn't look up.

"What book are you reading?"

"History books. ”

"Interesting?"

"It's fine. ”

"Have you eaten?"

"Hmm. ”

"What did you eat?"

"Forgot. ”

"You ......"

Before Vivien could finish speaking, she saw Ron turn his head and look at her disapprehensively, his bloodshot eyes showing a hint of impatience.

"What did you say in the first place?" said Ron.

Vivien looked at him with her eyes open, she was a little flustered, "You ......"

"The previous sentence. ”

"Eat ......"

"The first sentence. ”

Vivien thought for a moment, "Can I sit next to you, please?"

"No, you can't. Ron replied.

Vivien was stunned.

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Lowell Club.

Eve, who was haggard, walked into the No. 28 private room, and when she saw the sofa, her eyes lit up slightly, and then she slumped on the sofa.

"Give me a glass of water, Muse. ”

"What's going on, Eve?" Muse thoughtfully handed Eve a glass of warm water, and wondered, "Where have you been all these days?"

After taking a sip of water, Eve's face looked a little better, just a little.

She took a breath and said with a wry smile, "You have a good eye, I finally know why you value that young man." ”

The muse was confused, "What? Where the hell have you been?"

"Enns Library. Eve replied.

"Where are you going......" Before the words could be finished, the muse frowned, "You're there to spy on him?"

"No, I just want to see how good the little thugs who can boast about studying the fog in Haikou are. ”

"And then?"

"I found out that he was indeed a ruthless man, and even the craziest scholars were not as crazy as he was. Eve turned to look at the Muse, "A friendly reminder, if you don't want this young man to die suddenly, you'd better go to the Enns Library, because he hasn't closed his eyes for five days and five nights." ”

"Five days and five nights?" the muse's eyes widened, "He reads?

"That's right. ”

"He's crazy, is he trying to play himself to death? I'm going to ......."

The muse suddenly closed his mouth, and he looked at Eve in wonder, "But why you?"

Eve closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Moments before she fell asleep, she replied, "That's right. ”