Me and my magician sister

Chapter 82 92. Memory: Part-time job
I took a taxi and headed towards the library.

It's hard to imagine why the imperial capital is still so crowded on a rainy day, and the distance between cars seems to have been washed away by the light rain.There are two most common types of people on the road. The first type is the one who keeps honking the horn for fear that others will not know that they are in a hurry.The other is to have anticipated this situation a long time ago and prepare various entertainment tools before going on the road.When stuck in traffic, stop the car's engine, light a cigarette, and take out the tablet to watch the unfinished Korean drama last night. This is the experience of a veteran driver who has been driving on the imperial highway all year round.

I went out at eight o'clock, and by the time I arrived at the Imperial Capital Library, it was already 11:30.

"Gu..."

In the morning, because of the excitement and the urgency of time, I didn't think about having breakfast at all.Now Ning Hong regrets it, the sound of his stomach growling can be heard even by passers-by.

At the entrance of the Imperial Capital Library, Wang Xueer, who was wearing work clothes, was already waiting.

"Sorry, because of the traffic jam..." Ning Hong smiled and wanted to explain.

"Well, it doesn't matter." Wang Xue'er was not angry either. Although it is a good thing not to be angry, no matter how you look at it, it is very strange.Xue'er's body seemed to be surrounded by a barrier called "sadness".

"Why bother so much, Xue'er is a 'strange person'." Ning Hong comforted himself.

Under Xueer's leadership, Ning Hong entered the library through the staff passage.

"What are you doing here?" Ning Hong asked.

"Well... I want to ask you to help. Because it's just the Chinese New Year, many library staff have rested, so..." Xue'er said apologetically.

"Eh?" Ning Hong was dumbfounded all of a sudden, didn't he come out on a date?
"Because I don't know how to explain it on the phone...so..." Xue'er lowered her head and apologized. This alone has already shown Ning Hong the sincerity of the apology.

Ning Hong wanted to scold someone in his heart, but he didn't expect to ask himself to help.

"Your name...what is it, yes, it's you." A huge monster appeared in front of him.

This "behemoth" is the curator of the library, Xing Qingqiao.

"I'm Ning Hong." Ning Hong said.

"It doesn't matter what you call it. In short, today, you are my employee, do you understand?" Xing's light tone was full of shock.

"..." Ning Hong hesitated a little, whether to answer.

"Didn't you personally say last time that you would accept punishment in place of Xue'er?" Xing Qingqiao mentioned what happened a few days ago.

"..." Ning Hong really wanted to slap himself, why would he say something like that.If one analyzes his heart at the time, he just wanted to be handsome in front of Xueer.

"I know, I'll do it." Try to do what you said, so you can be considered a man.

"Hmph, good. Because this is punishment, there is no salary." Xing Qingqiao said: "If something happens, you can just say that you are a temporary worker. Then you will bear all the responsibilities."

"This is simply the Overlord Clause." Ning Hong complained secretly in his heart.

"Then, I'll leave it to you." Xing Qingqiao left.

"Huh..." Ning Hong was taken aback.

"Gu..." At this time, I was still hungry.It's really a wave of ups and downs.

"Mr. Ning, haven't you eaten breakfast?" Xue'er must have heard Ning Hong's stomach growl.

"Well, yes, the morning is too hasty." Ning Hong replied casually.

"No, I'm sorry..." Xue'er bowed her head and apologized.

"There's nothing to apologize for. I'm the one who didn't eat breakfast, and it's my fault." Ning Hong replied with a smile.

"..." Xue'er thought for a while and said, "I'll help you buy something to eat."

"No need." Ning Hong said: "Actually... I'm probably not too hungry. Besides, it will be lunch time soon. Let's have breakfast and lunch together."

Under normal circumstances, the interval between morning work time and afternoon work time starts at 10:[-]. Even if you are hungry, you only need to endure for [-] minutes.

"Alright then." Cher said.

I followed Xue'er for a while, and went to the locker room to change into a set of spare employee uniforms with a bad smell.Just by smelling the scent above, I am afraid that no girl will want to approach it.

This is definitely not an illusion, Xue'er is deliberately keeping a distance from herself.

Xueer led her to the top floor of the library, which is the fourth floor where readers cannot enter. The books on the top floor seemed to be covered with a thin layer of dust.From here you can clearly see what everyone on the floors other than the top is up to.

The fourth floor is also much smaller than the other third floors, and it is only about the size of two badminton courts.Although there are also bookshelves and full of books, it looks like it is used for storing books rather than reading them.But if used to store books, will the books look so dirty?Did the staff really clean the area?

"Work...what is it?" Ning Hong asked.

"Here." Xue'er gave Ning Hong a pen.

"What is this...?" Ning Hong asked.

"The red light pen is the infrared laser pointer that children often say." Xue'er stuffed the red light pen into Ning Hong's hand.

"Why give me this?" Ning Hong asked.

"It's necessary for work." Xue'er held Ning Hong's right hand holding the laser pointer with her small hand, and said, "When you see someone making loud noises, use this pen to shine in his eyes. Remind him."

"It's...it's that simple?" Ning Hong was actually absent-minded. Compared with this insignificant "punishment", Ning Hong cared more about the touch on his right hand.

It's very cold, which is also a normal phenomenon for girls to have cold hands and feet in winter.It still feels overwhelming.Ning Hong wanted to grab Xueer's hand so many times.

"At noon, someone will come to change shifts, and then you can work again at two o'clock in the afternoon." Xue'er walked out of the fourth floor while talking.

In an empty room, standing on the top floor and looking at the densely packed people from the first floor to the third floor, if you replace their "human faces" with cute and clumsy giant pandas.After thinking about it for a while, it seems that there is no sense of disobedience, they are all the same lazy.

The first 5 minutes were serious, but after 5 minutes, I felt that this job was really boring.

Gradually began to relax.Wouldn't it be crazy to stare at other people all day long?It's not a monitoring task.

Thinking of surveillance tasks, Ning Hong's heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment.

I don't know when, the word "surveillance" seems to have become a stalk in Ning Hong's heart.

Bring it up every time.

(End of this chapter)