"Okay, Xin Zai, I really didn't see it, you are young, and you still have the potential to be a psychological mentor!"

At the door of Uncle Niu's hot pot restaurant, Ke Jialin stood in front of a motorcycle with burgundy wheels and black cat pattern spray paint, holding a burgundy helmet in her hand, joking with Yang Xin.

"Sister Jiajia, are you praising me or hurting me?"

Yang Xin said with a smile.

"Of course it's a compliment on you! To be honest, after talking to you all night, I really wasn't that nervous. Tomorrow we are going to do it, barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes! ”

Corgarine picked up her helmet and tried to smash him.

Isn't he a straight man, what this guy says always makes people hate itchy; But is he a straight man, he still knows how to care about girls, and his deep voice even makes Ke Jialin feel very sultry!

Ke Jialin is also well-informed, but she has never seen a boy like Yang Xin, but it's a pity that it's ......

Forget it, I don't want to do so much, how good a simple colleague relationship is.

"You don't have to be so ruined. Sister Jiajia, go back and have a good rest, as long as you sleep well, we will definitely be able to win the premiere tomorrow! ”

Yang Xin stopped joking, his expression was very serious.

"Good! How do you go back? ”

Caralyn stepped onto her motorcycle and reached for her huge motorcycle helmet.

In her trunk, there is actually a half-helmet.

"I'm going down to take the subway in front of me. Sister Jiajia, you go back and pay attention to safety. ”

Yang Xin's answer really made Ke Jialin shake her head in her heart.

She put on her helmet, waved her hand to Yang Xin, and rode in a dashing manner, and soon disappeared into the bustling alley.

......

Bathing, changing clothes, burning incense, and washing hands.

When waiting to open the "Wool Tips", Yang Xin felt that he was almost burning a stick of incense!

“...... Five, four, three, two, one! ”

Finally, he waited for the arrival of zero hour, Yang Xin's consciousness sank into the system, picked up a strip of paper, and inserted it into the crack of the punch-card machine.

Yes, just like his daily clock-in and work in the publishing house, the [daily check-in] of the "big anchor with goods" system is really punching in!

Although Yang Xin didn't understand the point of making this punch card so realistic with a system that couldn't be explained by science, and it didn't even have a bit of technology - their usual publishing house is said to be ready to change the fingerprint punch card machine......

But whether it is the bad taste of the system, or the reality that the system likes to imitate him, Yang Xin feels that it doesn't matter, it is enough to play the card every day and have a small amount of money in the account.

No, Yang Xin had just finished punching in, and an illusory red envelope projection appeared in front of him!

Shake it for a while, and after that, it will automatically open - 30 yuan.

After the 3D projection of the red envelope disappeared, a golden light appeared in front of Yang Xin's eyes, and then an equally illusory red bag appeared in front of Yang Xin.

Yang Xin tried to stretch out his hand, but his hand just lit a ripple on the projection, he couldn't touch this bag, otherwise he could see if it was really made of wool.

With this urine of the system, it is really possible to weave wool brood with wool!

However, the system here is playing high-tech again, and the ripples are the transition animation of opening the bag, after the bag is opened, what is presented in front of Yang Xin is two long pieces of information!

"Two pieces of information, is it the effect after being upgraded to level two? This wool ...... That's what it means! ”

Yang Xin's right fist hit his left palm, and a smile of sudden realization appeared on his face.

......

"Brother Peng, I have another question I want to ask you, is there a warehouse on the side of Fuxing Street in Baozhou?"

In the warehouse on the basement floor of the Beijing Literature Publishing House, Yang Xin's voice came very clearly.

"Yes, in Fanyang, Baozhou. That's our warehouse, and we're here as a sample library. ”

Peng Yongjin, the person in charge of the warehouse, a middle-aged man with sideburns mixed with silver threads, followed behind Yang Xin, and as he spoke, he casually took a book from the shelf, flipped through it, and then gently put it back.

"I see...... Brother Peng, I also want to ask, if I want to go to Fan Yang to get the book and sell it in the live broadcast room, can I contact which leader over there? ”

Yang Xin looked left and right, picked up the books on the bookshelf here for a while and flipped through them, and then gestured with his fingers to count the number of books on the bookshelf over there.

It looked like he was just wandering aimlessly.

"Who to contact? The old Yu is in charge of the warehouse, but he, hehe......"

Peng Yongjin's laughter was very meaningful.

However, before Yang Xin could ask, he diverted the topic and seemed unwilling to talk in detail.

"By the way, I heard that your live broadcast is about to start this afternoon, why do you still have time to hang out with me?"

"yes, the live broadcast starts in the afternoon. But I'd like to add more books to our list, in case the time comes when we get too quick and we don't have anything to say later. Make a plan! ”

Yang Xin and Peng Yongjin laughed.

"You can think of this layer, it's pretty good indeed! No wonder your sister Jun has taken a fancy to you from so many people in the whole society! Okay, you take your time first, and then call me when you're ready. ”

Peng Yongjin's addiction to cigarettes was committed, and he had to go out to smoke a cigarette.

After Peng Yongjin left the warehouse, Yang Xin didn't turn around anymore. I saw his eyelids blink, and through the real-time positioning given by the system, he directly bypassed several rows of bookshelves and walked to the real purpose of his arrival at the warehouse on the negative floor!

"This should be it!"

Yang Xin looked at the iron shelves in this corner that were stacked with mountains of books, and said secretly in his heart.

The warehouse is actually quite clean, even in this inaccessible corner, the floor and iron frame have been cleaned by Peng Yongjin, and the books on the shelves have not accumulated dust.

However, although there is a systematic positioning, it is not easy to get the book Yang Xin wants.

Yang Xin carefully removed the two stacks of books that were blocked outside the shelves on that floor.

I have to say that Beijing Literature Publishing House is really a big publishing house with a long history and profound heritage! Even if it is blocked in the books outside, Yang Xin has found a lot of good books!

"Bitter Fight."

There were no empty seats on the bookshelves around, and when Yang Xin moved them to the iron fire box on the side, he saw the name of the novel with a red cover on the top.

Although the purpose was close at hand, Yang Xin couldn't help but pick up the book first and simply flip through it.

Author, Ouyang Shan...... I said how it looks familiar! Isn't this the second part of "A Generation"? It turned out to be Mr. Ouyang Shan's book! ”

Yang Xin only recalled slightly, and then patted his head in annoyance, blaming himself for not knowing Mount Tai with eyes.

The name "A Generation" sounds a bit like an early web novel, but in fact, it is a serious traditional literature.

The first volume of "Three Family Lane" and the second volume of "Bitter Struggle" were created in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, but the background of the story is Yangcheng in the twenties and thirties.

Not only is the book very literary and of epochal significance, but Mr. Ouyang Shan, who has been dead for nearly 20 years, also has a high status in the Chinese literary circle, and he once served as the vice chairman of the Chinese Writers Association!

"Beiyang Library: Red Literature Classics Series. This series of books is also a long time ago! The first edition in January 1960, unfortunately, these were reprinted in May 2014, although the number of prints is not much, but Zhongtu sells for ten yuan a copy on the Internet...... Well, no wonder it doesn't count wool. ”

Yang Xin flipped through the copyright page of "Bitter Fight", and after comparing the online prices he had checked on his mobile phone, he shook his head with a wry smile.

Actually, he quite liked this book.

Personally, Yang Xin is willing to pay ten yuan to buy it back and watch it slowly.

However, now is not the time to think about this, Yang Xin returned to the front of the row of bookshelves.

Behind the two stacks of books that had been vacated just now, a stack of glowing white hardcover books finally appeared in front of his eyes.