Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 393: Watching the Tianhe Books in One Night (6)
Did Song Wanzhi deliberately tease them? !This book is only [-] words, and anyone who has not read it since childhood can finish it in half a stick of incense, but Song Wanzhi is still standing there.

It took so long to read the first book, how could she finish reading the following books!
Gradually, noisy voices sounded from the crowd.

"What the hell is she doing? Who knows this book by heart, even reading the explanation will add half a stick of incense time at most."

"Who knows? Maybe it's just delaying time."

"Hey, let's go."

……

Song Wanzhi was still watching.

The afterglow of the sunset is eroded by darkness.

And at the moment when the afterglow of the sunset was swallowed by the darkness, Song Wanzhi raised his head.

Then, she swept her eyes, and then took out the books on the bookshelf one by one, and then threw them outside the house. She threw those books on the ground, and the moment they hit the ground, they spread out and spread on the ground.

What does she want to do? !

The books in Zangshu Pavilion are different from other places. They are not made of paper. For preservation, they are made of something similar to paper, which is weatherproof and easy to preserve.

But now, Song Wanzhi pulled out that book, threw it on the ground, and spread it out one by one.

The man standing in the corner glanced at the little fox curled up at his feet. The little fox immediately passed through the crowd, and then came to Song Wanzhi's side with a "swoosh".

Others can't help, but the little animals are left alone.

As a result, everyone watched as the little fox who just let out an extremely stinky fart got into the bookshelf.

Song Wanzhi was smoking a book when she turned her head and saw Xiaobai. The little fox bared its teeth at her and shook its big tail!
Damn it!
snort!
These useless bastards!

Then, everyone was stunned.

I saw the little fox slid from left to right, from top to bottom along the bookshelf that was several feet high, and where it slid, it kicked its short short legs and flapped its claws.

Then, "咻", "咻", "咻", "咻", a book flew out from the bookshelf, and then Luo fell to the ground, spread out, and lined up.

Everyone: ...

Everyone stared blankly at the little fox blowing past like a gust of wind. Wherever it went, there was nothing on the bookshelf.

In less than a stick of incense, Xiaobai got everything done.

And on the [-]-meter-long ground in front, there is already a book spread out, filling all the vacant space.

Then, Song Wanzhi stood up.

No one knew what she wanted to do.

Song Qiuxin looked at Song Wanzhi.

These books, when she entered Tianhe Academy to practice, she worked without sleep for a year, and she only read one-tenth of these books, and she only swallowed them whole. Even so, she was still the fastest reader in Tianhe Academy. that disciple.

However, what exactly does Song Wanzhi want to do?
Just when everyone was wondering, I saw the girl in front of me slowly walking into the center of the book, and then, under everyone's surprised eyes, flicked her clothes, then sat down slowly, and then closed her eyes.

As night fell, it was completely dark, leaving only the dim lights of the lanterns hanging around.

In the tallest pavilion of Tianhe Academy, an old man stood with his hands behind his back, and beside him stood a beautiful girl and a white crane.

The white crane combed its feathers lazily, smoothing its snow-white wings smooth one by one.

(End of this chapter)