509. I don't want to see books in my life

"Reborn Ran Xiyan, did you disappoint?" Yan Yiyun supported his head with one hand and turned the page with the other, with a smile on his face.

"I can't tell. Expressionlessly, he threw the book on his lap away and replaced it with another, "That person didn't expect much from before and now. ”

Yan Yiyun nodded as if he didn't understand, and the topic still revolved around Ran Xiyan: "Then let me put it another way, he is different from before, do you regret it?"

The testament was silent.

Just as Yan Yiyun looked up curiously, he met the indifferent gaze of the last promise. At the same time as the two looked at each other, the last promise spoke: "No." "The indifferent face in the past is now more serious and strict. With that cute young face, he is unexpectedly childish and serious.

Yan Yiyun's smile couldn't help but go from shallow to deep, and the corners of his eyes were crooked.

The testament didn't look at him again, and lowered his head to read the book.

"Have you noticed that you have spoken unusually much today?" Yan Yiyun turned a few more pages of the book in his hand as he spoke.

I obviously didn't want to answer this question, and I didn't reply for a long time.

Yan Yiyun was helpless, and changed the question: "In the past hundred years, it's been very lonely, right?" Endless waiting, day after day of torture.

"I don't know. The patience of the testament was finally exhausted, and his brow furrowed, "I don't know." ”

Yan Yiyun glanced at the testament, knowing that he was impatient like this, and if he continued to ask, he might have to fly around like those books. He smiled and looked down at the knowledge in the book.

The books that the Yan family has collected for more than a hundred years are not covered. As a great man, you have to be famous all over the world. As a qualified great man, you have to write several books while being famous all over the world. Therefore, in such a world, there are many books written by the great men of the Yan family.

Ran Xiyan wrote no less than 20 books back then.

Eighteen of the twenty books were written at the request of the elders, and two of them were purely self-experienced.

It can be seen how qualified a great man Ran Xiyan was back then.

Regardless of whether you can find everything that Ran Xiyan wrote, what you have found so far is not thin. Putting aside what Ran Xiyan wrote, the other children of the Yan family also wrote a lot. Naturally, putting aside what the Yan family wrote, there are many talented people in the world, and there are also many people who write books.

It has to be turned to what year and month to be considered a head.

Yan Yiyun quickly finished flipping through one book, then turned around and pulled out the other, there was already impatience in his eyes, "After reading all the books here, how long do you say it will take?" Yan Yiyun finished speaking, and couldn't help but look up at the bookshelves that were several times taller than him, as well as the labyrinth composed of this group of bookshelves.

"Shut up. The testament gently waved away the book in his hand and smashed it firmly on Yan Yiyun's head, and a book above Yan Yiyun's head was then pulled out and fell into the hands of the testament, and at the same time, the testament coldly spit out a word: "Annoying." ”

Yan Yiyun had a funny expression on his face, and took away the book thrown by the testament from the top of his head, not knowing if the testament was annoying to him or the book.

After thinking about it, the testament is a demonic beast, and there is no need to sleep, and the testament began to flip through the ancient books when Yan Yiyun went out of the palace to find He Youfan, if you want to be annoyed, you should have been annoyed, why should it break out at this time.

So, it should be said about him.

The corners of Yan Yiyun's raised mouth suddenly stiffened, twitched a few times, and finally decided to shut up.

Yan Yiyun finally quieted down, and the testament also had more energy to read books, and the speed of changing books couldn't help but speed up a lot, and after three hours, there were more than 300 books to read if not 400.

As time progressed, Yan Yiyun's eyes became more and more sore, and he couldn't help but raise his head to keep the book away from his eyes. Really, I don't want to see a book in my life.

====Small Theater====

Student Party: Oh, what qualifications do you have to say tired!!

Yan Yiyun: ......

He Yan: You guys are also quite hardworking.