Chapter 18 (1/2)
The Last Novel
Novels have a boundless a stories in particular hts The book that Bai Jiu had reco , he stayed in his roo had been so thought-provoking that he tossed and turned in his bed until 4am, unable to sleep It could be said that this evil author had probably eaten up countless people’s precious youthful vigor
When Meng Ming woke up, it was already noon Only after Huang Qiao Yi pushed hiet up did he excitedly realize that it was fortunately the weekend
Huang Qiao Yi asked hi said “I finished reading”, and crawled up to grab <the tent=”” under=”” the=”” neon=”” la her to read it as well
Huang Qiao Yi caught the book and flipped through it But in the end, she showed an indifferent expression, and only said, “Little Qiao doesn’t like reading novels I hadn’t i would Is it…related to Bai Jiu?”
”No way!” Meng Ming forcefully explained that he really did love the novel itself He even said in despair, “If Little Qiao doesn’t like reading, you can’t reco still wished to continue; the feeling of his immersion in the novel’s fantasy hadn’t yet faded
Originally, he had read the book si class But to his surprise, the ot, only if he didn’t have any other interests or hobbies…which perfectly described Meng Ming
Huang Qiao Yi hadn’t i would still want to read, and she could only sigh However, she was ratherShe said, “Ai, if Brother Meng Ming wants to look for books to read…Lin Xian has a library We can look around there, and see if there are any good novels We can also ask the librarians for recommendations”
“Aweso jumped down from his bed in his pajamas
“Not now, go down and eat lunch first We’ll go later in the afternoon”
He h lunch with difficulty The teh, but this didn’t da’s determination
“Brother Meng Ming…it’s so hot Do you really want to go?” Huang Qiao Yi coo since she had absolutely no interest in it But Meng Ming definitely didn’t know the way by hi Qiao Yi had no choice but to accompany him as they walked down the sidewalk
Although it was extremely hot, the workers fro at all! They wildly shouted─
“Private tutoring!!! No et into your dreae!!”
“Come to our cram classes! Nearly 12 pass the cutoff line every year! All the materials are up to date!!”
“XX repeater!! I’lish!+”
“X teacher! Every year, I get 10 examinees that test into international level universities!”
The sounds of advertisees, where the hosts would deoods best suited a student
This is why I don’t like it here… Huang Qiao Yi hadn’t been here in ages, and had a bit of hatred towards this place
There were quite a few signs on the streets that said “Tactics to get 120 on the college entrance exae writing There were also people handing out flyers like, “Proficiency questions from past exams, please contact 15”, “X Eastern studyfocus that suits all types of primary students”, etc…
Meng Ming had never seen this kind of e He asked Huang Qiao Yi as going on
Huang Qiao Yi explained, “This is because previously, these randoanized craanda was omnipresent, and pretty much filled all of China It disturbed other occupations so much that they couldn’t work Thus, a laas e entrance examination related and study related matters, and are confined only to these market areas…that’s why people that want to raise their scores on the college entrance examinations will all con up for cras aren’t very useful…the tutoring business has always been prosperous, and is still increasing in popularity”
The college entrance exa to spend large amounts of money on it They didn’t really ever care about how effective it was But Meng Ming was only interested in the library “Oh, and where is the library?”
“It’s in the center of the et there so that we don’t get wrapped into other people’shim that the inside of the library would be better
Lin Xian’s library wasn’t very large, but it wasn’t the same as a typical library There were tables and chairs there for people to study and read It was the weekend, so there were quite a few people here to borrow books and study despite the scorching sun In addition, they were all people that looked like L-types This , who had never entered a library before, feel extremely uneasy
Huang Qiao Yi said, “I really admire these people Aside frohtly tired after walking under the sun for so long Looking at the students in the library, she continued to complain, “…There’s only so much content Even idiots would know it if they learned it over and over again”
The acadereat, so it was indeed impossible to deny that there would be soalso suspected that anyone raised here, aside from himself, would all be L-types without a doubt…
He found the service counter, and wanted to ask for so did he discover that after graduating, the librarians hadn’t really read any books either─
“Us?” We readKing” or “New Compilation of XX”…”
“Majority of teachers and students that borrow books get reference books Recently, so Materials for X”, and it’s been extremely popular!”
Meng Ming clearly wasn’t interested in these books; he wanted novels Thus, the librarian cordially grabbed the library records for books and allowed Huang Qiao Yi to inspect thee how popular a book was based on how often it had been borrowed
Huang Qiao Yi typed away on their computer, and looked up the book enre The name of the book was <the realm=”” of=”” the=”” death=”” God=””>, and the author was “Baka D Dogra”
“Baka?? Such a weird na asked her to look up its summary
After so Qiao Yi pulled up the main points of the book─
“<the realnus that hold inificance to society The book includes the author’s reflections on reality, life, and class struggles…the author’s abnor style, beautiful divisions, and exquisite e story”
Huang Qiao Yi was already covered with cold sweat just fro cried out, “So interesting! How about I just borrow this one?”
“Brother Meng Ming…you…you really want to read this?” She hadn’t even yet wiped away her sweat before Meng Ming had already wandered through the library in search for the book by himself
People that write works under pressure are just as strange as Brother Meng Ming’s tastes…Huang Qiao Yi could only run over and pull at hi…the literature section is over there <the realm=”” of=”” the=”” death=”” God=””>’s serial number is I68-512”
With the book’s serial nu Ming walked back and forth the bookshelves to search closely
“I68-515…514，513…512!” Meng Ming discovered it “I found it, there’s still one copy!”
The book had a blue cover, and the title was indeed <the realm=”” of=”” the=”” death=”” God=””> without question
To think that only one copy is left, it really is popular
Meng Ming hurriedly reached his hand out to grab it
He finally had a new book to read! Meng Ming thought to hi anyuard Meng Ming’s fingers were too slow by just a fraction of a second!
Whoosh A soft sound traveled past his ear
The sole copy of <the realm=”” of=”” the=”” death=”” God=””> instantly disappeared from the shelf!
Who’s there?! Meng Ming was taken aback; he felt a person’s presence! But when he looked around, he couldn’t find any suspicious shadows He didn’t see anyone when he looked behind hi down fro is to see aon top of the bookshelf!
The student was a e He had fine, long hair, and had his legs arrogantly crossed He looked at Meng Ming with a cold, piercing gaze Whata the last copy of <the realm=”” of=”” the=”” death=”” God=””> in his hands!