"Mi~La~Er, you guy misplaced the book I put back so hard!How much trouble are you going to make people!!Can't you learn from Harry!" The elongated and hostile voice, the young man in clown makeup, turned his back to him, and crouched on the ground boredly touching a row of books, and Miral, who didn't care about it, yelled, as if you had heard me or not, and it was clear that Miral took his words as wind in his ears. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Please, don't treat me like someone else's child, okay?

"I'm sorry, okay? I'm busy, please don't disturb my studies. Miral's answer was righteous, and even the action of pulling the book seemed so reasonable, and the sound of turning the pages came, and Miral's eyes kept swimming on it, like a serious reader.

"Smack!" clapped his fingered hands on Miral's head, squatting on the ground, and lifted him up in a position of grasping some kind of round object.

"I said you! If you pretend, the trouble is to pretend when I didn't come, this method of committing a crime in front of the person concerned, is it insulting my IQ?!" York grabbed Miral's little head with an unkind face and asked him to turn around to look at him, the whole person's body exuded an aura that was about to explode, as if he had an urge to beat Miral.

"Poof!!" Miral is like a leaky balloon, he can't help laughing, if his mouth wasn't covered by his hand in time, he must have laughed out loud, but this obvious expression still makes people can't help but beat him, his eyes are full of tears that want to laugh, his wrinkled eyebrows are matched with slightly red cheeks, the laughter that leaks from time to time, and the body that trembles slightly, even if he is covered by his hand Part of the expression, but the mockery of this expression is stronger, the forbearance expression that seems to be laughing but not laughing, the new realm of ridicule has risen to a new height in Miral。

"You, you want to laugh, don't you?!You must want to laugh!!" York's clown face forced himself to turn into a hideous expression, and the trembling corners of his mouth and the bruises exposed on his forehead indicated that he was about to explode.

"Wowhaha! I can't help it, it's really funny, your makeup is fun every day, York, hahaha......" Miral gave up his forbearant expression, chose to release his true self, and laughed openly, as if he wanted to release all the laughter he had just choked, and there was only room for the sound of turning books, only the laughter of Miral's stupid man.

But for some reason, everyone around seemed to be triggered by some mechanism, and couldn't hold back their laughter, but the expression on his face still told others, I was really about to fucking can't hold back, laughing, it turns out that it can really be contagious, Harry didn't know why, looking at the young man's ridiculous makeup, hearing Miral's laughter, a strange mood inexplicably appeared in his heart, and he wanted to laugh.

"Poof......haha"

"Haha......"

"Can't help it, hahaha......"

Hahaha.........

Happy laughter sounded loudly in this library that was not allowed to be noisy, everyone seemed to be amused by the clown, laughing stomach hurt, some people even in order to maintain the image, buried their heads in the book, trembled, and tried to laugh quietly, all kinds of laughter, the same point, between the rows of bookshelves, everyone turned their backs to the young man in clown makeup, as if they didn't want him to see, but they all laughed, this way of backing is useless.

The same is true for Harry, even if he can endure the pain, but this mental injury still makes him laugh out loud, trying to control the sound of laughter, but when he sees York's laughing face, sorry, he can't control it at all, and the tears of laughter come out, it turns out that there is a reason why everyone turns their backs to him, because the more he looks at this face, the more he can't stop.

The atmosphere of wanting to laugh spread on the third floor, which is called a serious floor, as if there is invisible magic, everyone laughed, as if they had been holding back for a long time, and today suddenly came a big release, everyone seemed to have completely burst out the laughter accumulated in their hearts, and the laughter like a contagion spread from the third floor, and there was laughter in the air, and people at other levels heard it, in a quiet environment, can this obvious laughter not attract attention.

"What's going on, poof, why do I know what they're laughing at, damn it, I can't help it, hahaha..." The fourth level caretaker is a woman in her twenties, with conspicuous white hair, dressed in a black and white nun costume, and a silver card symbolizing the caretaker with her name and photo printed on it, as well as a name representing her identity. She sat on her own platform, leisurely drinking the tea she brewed, while flipping through the books, the soft high-grade back cushion leaning on her waist, in the quiet environment with only the sound of turning books, drinking self-cultivation tea, tasting the fun brought by books, it was so comfortable, it should have been, but she was suddenly stunned by a burst of laughter from the window, what, what's wrong? Did something happen? The serious and holy Holy See actually appeared such a blatant and disrespectful laughter, isn't this a blasphemy against the goddess?! However, isn't this the area managed by York on the third floor, how could such disrespectful laughter come out, could it be...!!! When she thought of the face she saw York today, the urge to laugh suppressed in her heart was stimulated by the laughter outside, and the laughter broke through the seal, and she had to laugh.

Terrible laughter spread across the floors, and the white ten-story minaret resounded with puzzled and worried laughter, and the Templars gathered around the minaret, and the pope and the major bishops came......

The laughter ended an hour later, when it was already dusk, and everyone laughed speechlessly, one by one, like a broken person, lying on the ground, all the bookshelves had fallen, and the books were scattered all over the ground, and when the rescuers of the Holy See finally rushed in, after confirming that there was no danger, the scene was like this, which made people scratch their heads.

Fortunately, this is not the result of some evil magic, but a group of people infected by laughter, so this is not an enemy invasion, but a big misunderstanding.

Harry fainted from laughing, and Miral, the dead guy, was naturally hit by York with his head pinched and hit the bookshelf, which seemed to be not small, and directly knocked through the bookshelf, Miral's head passed through the bookshelf and got stuck in it, unfortunately, the huge force knocked down the bookshelf, like a chain reaction of dominoes, and fell in rows and rows.

In general, York, as a librarian on the third floor, hates being laughed at in this place, perhaps to find an excuse not to be laughed at by others, he thinks that this is disrespectful to the goddess, in order to protect the dignity of the goddess, he will give those who laugh, whether you laugh or not, as long as you show a smile, or laughter, you are finished, the light one will never be allowed to enter the third layer of the library, in fact, you will be blacklisted by him, for a long time, he will ignore you, go through the borrowing procedures or something, and he will never bird you, so basically you are no different from not being able to enter, the heavy one is a heavy punch to the head by him, It doesn't matter if you get hurt or not, anyway, he will give you a charge that you don't care if you do it or not, such as damaging books, or making noisy noises, and you can't cry when you do, and the administrator has such a privilege.

So everyone should be putting up with it, but today it seems that everything has burst out happily, and it's all to blame for Miral, Harry's last words before fainting with laughter, in fact, it seems that he has his own fault, if he hadn't taken Miral at that time, there would have been no such thing......