We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

Li Bubai: "I'm not taking the bus today; my family is coming to pick me up."

I wonder if Chen Qiuhe got squeezed into an anime-like state while riding the bus.

Qinghe: "What a coincidence, I'm also coming from home to pick you up."

That's good.

Li Mubai put down his phone. The back gate of the school was already surrounded by all kinds of cars, and even traffic police were dispatched to direct the scene. He walked further away until he saw a car.

"Xiaobai, what are your plans for the National Day holiday?" Both of Li's parents were present.

"Do your homework at home."

"Okay, your dad and I are busy during the National Day holiday. We'll take you out to play after you finish the college entrance exam."

"Um."

As expected, parents always say that they will be free after getting through the college entrance examination.

"Bang!"

Back home, with the door closed, all the youth and energy of the sports meet were shut out.

For some reason, Li Mubai always felt that his home was rather deserted, even though his parents were there.

Perhaps because it's an old neighborhood, Mr. and Mrs. Li bought it eight or nine years ago.

The second floor doesn't have very good natural light, and the lights in the house aren't very bright either.

"Ding-dong!"

After returning home, Li Mubai turned on his phone's ringer.

Yan Shu: "What does the word '[jpg.]' mean?"

Li Bubai: "Why don't you just mark it in the book? Are you reluctant to do it?"

Li Mubai knew that some people cherished books so much that they couldn't bear to leave their own handwriting on them.

This view is actually not quite right. Books only have two uses: reading and collecting. If you need to take notes, then take notes. If you're collecting a book, then don't leave any trace of it.

Yan Shu: "Hmm."

Li Bubai: "It's a little easier to write."

He is not usually so forceful as to force others to accept and agree with his views. A gentleman seeks harmony without uniformity, as long as it is not wrong.

Even if it's wrong, I'll just give you a heads-up; I have no obligation to do that.

Yan Shu: "I know, now tell me what '融融' means?"

Li Bubai: "Can't you find it on Baidu?"

Li Mubai replied, completely oblivious to any romantic sentiments.

Yan Shu: "I want to hear what you have to say, is that not allowed?"

Oi~Oi~ This is a bit ambiguous.

Yan Shu: "Because what you said might be more detailed than what Baidu has said."

I see. But your reasoning is wrong. How can a human compare to a machine's data search capabilities?

Li Bubai: "It means vast or abundant water. Here it should be used to describe dark clouds covering the sky. You can see the annotation below: 'The clouds are melting and the rain is pouring down.'"

Unlike textbooks, which directly indicate the meaning of words, the "Detailed Annotations" notes the source of each word.

Yan Shu: "I understand."

Yan Shu: "Where are you planning to go for the National Day holiday?"

Why is it this question again?

Li Bubai: "Stay at home."

Yan Shu: "Don't you get bored?"

Yes, all I do is read books and do homework, but what else can I do?

Li Bubai: "It's alright."

Yan Shu: "I'm staying at home too."

Li Bubai: "Why don't you go out for a walk?"

Could Yan Shu be a homebody? That seems normal; science students often produce homebodies.

Yan Shu: "I don't want to go out. There are too many people outside. I prefer quiet places."

Ha, still a socially awkward person.

Li Bubai: "Okay, I'm going to do my homework now. Goodbye."

Yan Shu: "Okay, goodbye."

Do your homework, do your homework…

Doing homework on the first day of vacation...

On the second and third days of the holiday, I did my homework and read books...

On the fourth day of my holiday, I read books and helped out at the store...

Yan Shu is busy with something, but he refreshes his page every evening to continue the spark, and he can't be found during the day.

Qinghe: "[jpg.][jpg.]..."

Chen Qiuhe sent me several landscape photos.

Li Bubai: "Were you captured and thrown into the mountains?"

Qinghe: "What? This is my hometown."

Li Bubai: "Oh, I almost called the police to rescue you."

Qinghe: "Hmph! I'm ignoring you!"

You were already crying.

Ten minutes... twenty minutes... thirty minutes.

Qinghe: "I was just joking with you."

Li Bubai: "I was just joking with you."

That despicable Li Mubai, I'll punish you severely when we get back to school!

Qinghe: "Did you like the photos just now?"

Li Mubai looked at the photos he had just taken again. There were only mountains and a small stream, nothing special about them.

Li Bubai: "These landscape photos are so beautiful! The layers of the mountains and the clarity of the water are captured perfectly. They're so refreshing and atmospheric!"

Qinghe: "?"

Qinghe: "What kind of bot response is this?"

It is indeed a human-machine interface. The text was typed by Li Mubai himself, and the message was sent by Li Mubai's phone. The combination of the two makes it a human-machine interface.

Qinghe: "I'm not talking to you anymore, I have to go get busy."

Li Bubai: "Busy, everyone's busy, it's good to be busy."

Qinghe: "You should go out more. Staying at home will make you moldy. See you when you go back to school!"

…You even cosplayed as a mother? But it's okay, he's cosplaying as a grandmother.

Li Bubai: Goodbye.

But shouldn't I go out myself?

"Mom, I want to go to the library tomorrow."

"When are we going tomorrow?"

"Morning."

"Okay, I'll transfer some pocket money to you via WeChat. Don't spend it recklessly when you go out."

"OK."

On the fifth day of my holiday, I went to the library…

Pingyang City Library is a small library, and it was built quite early. I remember the first time I came here was in the second year of junior high school…

The second year of junior high school was a turning point for him. Before that, Li Mubai did not like to study. In elementary school, he was quite a troublemaker and often got along well with his classmates.

I remember he used to call his older brother for help when he couldn't win a fight, but now things have changed.

A year and a half has passed, and the library remains unchanged.

I walked through the familiar glass door, pressed the elevator button to go up, and slowly climbed to the fourth-floor reading room.

There are no familiar faces here anymore, but even if we met again, what would we say?

"Hello, bags are not allowed in the reading room. Please store your bags before entering."

"Okay, sure."

Everyone has forgotten about this rule.

Li Mubai put his backpack into the storage locker, returned to the reading room, and, under the watchful eyes of the staff, randomly picked a book and sat down in his familiar spot.

Emperor Renzong of Song: The Era of Shared Governance

I don't know why, but when I read a book, I first look at the text descriptions on the cover and back cover. Someone taught me that.

Why did so many outstanding figures emerge in an era ruled by a mediocre ruler?

Looking at the list, familiar names include Ouyang Xiu, the Three Sus, Liu Yong, the Two Chengs, Fan Zhongyan, Bi Sheng, and so on. Isn't this star-studded lineup unbeatable?

Intrigued, Li Mubai decided to see how it went.

There are very few people here, so you don't have to worry about the sound of turning pages disturbing the readers around you, but you also don't need to deliberately make noise.

Was Emperor Renzong of Song a mediocre ruler or a model for later emperors? This question...

He has a method for reading; he doesn't read every book carefully, and he can skim through leisure books. Similarly, he doesn't read every single word of a book.

Li Mubai's fingertips turned the pages one by one, completely unaware that a figure was slowly approaching him.

"Excuse me, may I sit here?"

A voice, both strange and familiar, reached his ears. He looked up, and a flood of memories rushed back...