Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

The library of Peking University allows teachers and graduate students to enter. Of course, it is its own teachers and graduate students.

For future students who are accustomed to the Internet and accustomed to the open library, every time they go to the library, they are equivalent to the library. In fact, it is better than the library because the books in the library are densely packed and the bookcases are often spaced. Only one person can pass through, and some have to climb a ladder to get it. The interior is dim and smells strong, but the open-style library takes into account the convenience of reading on the spot. The interior is often bright and comfortable, with suitable tables and chairs and ample space.

But in 1984, the open library was only a passage in a periodical, at most, it only included a photo in a magazine discussing foreign moons, which was enviable.

At this time, entering the library is a proud thing.

If you read the memoirs of future generations, there are always one or two out of ten of the former graduate students of Peking University, and they will show the difference between the graduate students and the undergraduates.

Similarly, for Yang Rui, who is accustomed to the open library, he would rather treat guests at the Beijing Hotel, become a great librarian and assume obligations, and also hope to enter the library.

Compared with looking at cards in the index room, entering the library seems to be 20,000 times more convenient.

Imagine reading a book in the index room, you must first find the index card you want from the vast index, then fill in the library list, hand it to the acquiring teacher, and wait for the acquiring teacher to collect **** sheets, and then transfer them to the library. Wait for the book library to find the book, send it over, and then get the book back-if you're lucky, this process will take 20 minutes, then open the book and take a look, damn! Not the one I wanted.

If it weren't for a guy who can read any book leisurely, by this time, he has already begun to want to die.

Repeat the above process and wait 20 minutes for good luck, or 40 minutes for bad luck, to get the second book. Turn it over again, what! Not the one I want?

Can it die? Is it okay?

There is still a chance, can you repeat it again? Just kidding, one person can only borrow two books, please return the books first.

In this way, the Great Zhoutian cycle is repeated again, even those who don't want to die should be half-dead tired.

The library itself is not designed as a reading room. Therefore, the privileges to enter the library are very rare. At the same time, there are often only two or three people in the library. This is actually a relatively comfortable carrying capacity of the library.

Yang Rui never thought that he would meet Li Xin here, and his library was marked with a "lax management" sign.

"I am the administrator of the library, of course I can enter the library." Yang Rui defended his student position once, and then asked: "How can you enter the library?"

"I don't need to tell you this." Li Xin's expression changed, and he looked up at Yang Rui with some disdain. After finishing his Ph.D. degree, he is more than 30 years old, and he has a psychological advantage over Yang Rui.

"I'm the administrator of the library." Yang Rui smiled slightly, looked down at Li Xin, and said, "Managing the library is my part."

The difference in height between the two made Li Xin quite uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he said: "It's your job to organize the library."

Yang Rui's momentum suddenly stagnated. He is a student volunteer. Although he used sugar-coated cannonballs to corrupt the great librarian, he only enjoys his rights and does not assume obligations. However, the student volunteer is a student volunteer after all, and his duty is really to organize the library.

"It seems that Dr. Li used to go to the library often, but your doctoral student at Donghua University can't enter the library of our Peking University." Yang Rui gasped and took the words over.

Li Xin twitched the corners of his eyes and said, "You don't have to use words to run on me. If you can't do it, we can really be classmates."

"What do you mean?"

Li Xin didn't answer, but said: "Okay, please organize your library, let me go first."

The two met in a narrow path, and both were blocking each other's way.

Yang Rui hesitated for a while, but gave up the place, he must be more gentlemanly.

Li Xin and Yang Rui passed by, looked back and smiled strangely, and went to the front to find a book.

Yang Rui thought about it from his memory, guessing that he was looking for something in the chemistry category.

Li Xin graduated from the East China Institute of Textile Technology. Most of his studies are in light industry. It is normal to find information in the chemistry category.

Yang Rui secretly thought that if he joins China Silk Corporation, he will probably open up the situation with a paper. This is the best way to distinguish himself from other new employees. Not every college student has the ability and level to write a dissertation after graduation, regardless of whether the leader is a boss or not, whether he understands the meaning of a doctoral student, a dissertation can at least explain something...

In an instant, Yang Rui suddenly recalled that Li Xin seemed not to be a doctoral student!

Standing in front of the bookcase, Yang Rui recalled the scene again, and suddenly understood why Li Xin's attitude was so strange.

Because he remembered it wrong.

Li Xin graduated with a master's degree from East China Textile Engineering Institute.

And Yang Rui called "Dr. Li", fearing that he would offend people on the spot.

"If you offend, you will be offended, but this is probably a PhD student who is going to be admitted to Peking University?" Yang Rui frowned as he thought of what Li Xin had said, without having to run.

The most troublesome thing is the high quality of the glass heart.

The favorite story of the ancients is the story of a group of high-achieving students with glass hearts tossing people.

After a while, Li Xin disappeared from his sight.

Yang Rui shook his head, but quickly left it behind.

After finding a few books he wanted, Yang Rui went out to register with the administrator, ready to take it to the periodical reading room to read.

The administrator has a special notebook to record books that are borrowed abnormally, so as not to encounter the situation that someone does not return them.

Yang Rui signed after he took the record, nodded and left.

Before walking far, someone called "Yang Rui, Yang Rui" behind him.

"Li... Xin?" Yang Rui frowned again as he watched him come down the stairs.

"Yang Rui, come here and arrange some tasks for you." An old teacher stood beside Li Xin. He glanced at Yang Rui and beckoned.

Yang Rui walked over in confusion.

"The old library here hasn't been cleaned for a long time. Are you a new student? Come and clean the library again. All the books must be moved, moved, wiped the shelves, dusted off the books, and put them back. , And strive to complete it within a week..." The other party said, taking out the key with a red string and opening a double door in front of him.

Inside the door, there are about two classrooms the size of which are filled with bookshelves. Between the bookshelves and the bookshelves, almost only one person can pass sideways. There are more than ten thousand books on the top.

With so many books, take them all down and put them back in. Think about it and know what a huge project.

Yang Rui's face changed slightly: "Why let me do this?"

"Every year when new students come, you have to clean and organize books. You and other students do it." The man behind Li Xin laughed and threw the key to Yang Rui.

Li Xin coughed and flaunted implicitly: "This is Teacher Meng Liangmeng. All the students who work in the library are under his control."

"Do you guys know?" Yang Rui asked, "Is it necessary?"

In his heart, Yang Rui sighed secretly: It really was a glass heart.

Li Xin smiled and said, "It's just a matter of effort."

The implication is that he just cheated Yang Rui casually, and probably retaliated at will for the title of "Dr. Li". As for whether there is a factor of Jing Yulan, UU Reading www. uukanshu. Com is afraid that Li Xin himself can't tell.

On the other hand, Li Xin felt that he could prove his personal connections. Regardless of whether Yang Rui is a student of Peking University, I am from the East China Textile Institute, but our graduate students are better than your undergraduates.

It's just that he might waste a week of Yang Rui's time if he makes a pit.

Meng Liang coughed and said: "Don't say so much, Yang Rui, you must clean the library to ensure quality and quantity, and complete it on time. After you finish, I will inform your head teacher that the end of the semester will be counted in the moral education work. Let's start now. ."

Yang Rui was dumb. He didn't even know that he still had a head teacher, or that the school had moral education work.

Looking at the big and dirty library, Yang Rui was full of depression, Li Xin almost broke his stomach with a smile, and the gloom that had been in the past seems to have disappeared a lot. On the surface, he still looks calm and refined.

clang!

A bunch of keys tied with a red string unexpectedly fell to the ground.

Meng Liang, who had turned around, turned around, only to see the trembling red rope and Yang Rui's back.

"Well into a decent way!" Meng Liang's nose hair was blowing.

Li Xin saw that he was accustomed to the good children in school, and he didn't expect Yang Rui to leave directly. Thinking of his talented smile, his stomach became uncomfortable.

"I can't just leave it like that." Yang Rui walked out of the library's door, also feeling happy, with countless thoughts swarming in his head.

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