Chapter 175 Collection of ancient books (third shift)

  After lunch, Xiao Jiuhan and Fu Ronglan came to the library surrounded by a group of school leaders.

   "I'll take a look in the library this afternoon, just let Zhou Nan accompany me, you don't need to accompany me here."

  Every time Xiao Jiuhan heard the words "Classmate Zhou Nan" from his mouth, Xiao Jiuhan felt weird.

  She really wanted to get out of here by mingling with those school leaders, but she didn't need to turn her head to feel those deep purple eyes staring at her all the time, like awns on her back.

  Principal Cheng called her aside before leaving, and gave her instructions.

   "Zhou Nan, it is a great honor to let you accompany Mr. Fu to visit the campus. Don't put on a bitter face and smile."

   It's really self-inflicted, and she is also an overbearing president, why should she come here to laugh with Fu Ronglan?

   Seeing Principal Cheng staring at her eagerly, Xiao Jiuhan felt helpless and forced a smile.

  Principal Cheng patted her on the shoulder: "Hey, that's right, I'll leave it to you!"

Watching Principal Cheng and others leave, Xiao Jiuhan looked back and saw Fu Ronglan's half-smiling face looking at him, wishing he could pounce on him and bite him, or simply fight with him... Uh, although I can't beat him yet , but at least not so aggrieved.

  The school had obviously greeted them in advance, and the two entered the library without any need for a pass.

   "Everyone has already left, can I leave now?" She asked coldly.

  Fu Ronglan didn't answer, didn't even look at her, and walked straight to the self-service retrieval machine, operating on the screen with her slender fingers.

  Xiao Jiuhan walked up to him, glanced casually, and found that he was searching for some rare ancient books, and his expression was very serious and focused.

   She is a little strange.

   Did Fu Ronglan really come looking for something?

  Out of curiosity, she no longer left in a hurry, but followed Fu Ronglan all the time, she wanted to see what Fu Ronglan wanted to do.

  Facts have proved that her tour guide is just a decoration. Fu Ronglan followed the signs of the library and found the seventh floor of the library, the ancient books and precious snow area.

  Different from the books on other floors, the books in this area are all rare ancient books, very precious, even the bookshelves are antique.

   It can be seen that the school regards these books as very important and has kept them very well.

  Xiao Jiuhan has been standing aside and observing Fu Ronglan. He reads very fast, almost ten lines at a glance, no, it is more accurate to say ten pages at a glance.

  But she knew that Fu Ronglan was not just pretending. In his realm, even at such a speed of watching flowers on horseback, it was enough for him to quickly memorize the contents of the books in his mind. This is the ability of a spiritual practitioner.

  She never bothered Fu Ronglan, and before she knew it, more than an hour had passed.

  Fu Ronglan has been reading very seriously, and she also silently wrote down the titles of those books. It seems that they are some history books, or unofficial biographies, and some ancient myths.

  She adjusted her posture, took two steps closer to Fu Ronglan, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Fu Ronglan's eyes were still focused on the pages of the book, and his fingers rested on the old and damaged book cover. Xiao Jiuhan couldn't help thinking of the strong sense of the picture, the white epiphyllum blooming in the dusty ruins of the monument, That kind of classical decadence and mysterious beauty.

   "There was a fire in this library three years ago, has Mr. Xiao heard of it?"

  Fu Ronglan's gorgeous and magnetic voice came slowly.

  (end of this chapter)