Chapter 137 (1/2)
CHAPTER 17: GETTING KILLED
Zhang Yang entered into the school’s library as he
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There were only few people in the library, still same as
before, the old wo in front of the desk arranging
the worn out books just like two years ago and her attitude was completely
focused on the work like before The surface of the desk was filled with some
glue, scissors and such other tools She was the administrator of the library
They used to say that she was single, un there for
some years
As ZhangYang entered the library, she didn’t even lift her
head
Zhang Yang directly headed towards the section of mathematics
books and periodicals, where there was a teacher looking at the bookshelves
above Zhang Yang did not feel like talking to him, as he was not very familiar
with the teachers in the school except from his own department
Zhang Yang picked up the first book and immediately after he
investing into it, the nue in the rich
nature of the book Xiao Yiran’s book was nothing compared to this one
Tiradually…
Zhang Yang did not know that his actions had already
attracted the attention of the teacher on the side
The oldmathematics at the school He didn’t
notice Zhang Yang at the beginning but when ZhangYang was constantly switching
the books and reading, exchanging and reading again, it soon attracted his
attention
The feeling provided by this young e, as
he arrived less than two hours before and had actually changed four books
already He sat down froed the book and
go to the back to read, he was too lazy to even sit down that he was reading in
a standing position, exchange and read immediately …
At first, the oldto
find a book that he likes but soon he realized he rong, because, Zhang
yang picked up the book and read without e, just
that, his speed of reading was a little outrageous
If Zhang Yang wasn’t fully invested in the book, then the
oldon a show The old man was
intending to leave but he was really interested on Zhang Yang so he found a
book and sat down near to his side frequently taking a quick glance at Zhang Yang
Time passed second by second, when people are extremely absorbed
into so was currently into
this pheno here for full for hours He did not know
howas the book placed in front of him was aat it The books were easy to read
and understand quickly
Zhang Yang stretched hi
for four hours, depressed and hungry He looked at the bookshelf to try to find
a book to take it back to the dormitory to read
“How about this?” The oldYang and handed a book
“Oh, … Thank You … The principle of computational fluidcould not lift his eyes from it, immediately, he was
attracted by this book It was a very famous mathematics book, written by Weisi
Lin from Netherlands
The oldHe believed in his instincts that the boy wasn’t just putting on a show, but he
really liked this book Zhang Yang’s focused expression reminded him of his
youth when he was a fanatic of calculation
“It’s pretty good …”
Once again, the feeling of hunger pulled Zhang Yang out of
the book At present hunger was the only way to get Zhang Yang’s attention
“Why aren’t you reading …?” The old man was surprised for aYang’s face and