It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

Even so, the author himself is not highly educated and cannot write proper classical Chinese...

Getting back to the point, after asking around a bit about the location, Li Cheng wandered aimlessly among the bookshelves. He didn't look at the classic works, but instead specifically sought out popular novels with obvious fold marks on the edges, indicating that they had been frequently read.

Hmm, this book is quite interesting.

Li Cheng stopped in front of the bookshelf and pulled out a chivalric novel.

Tristan and Iser

The story is about an unknown knight who, together with a high-ranking princess, accidentally drinks a medicinal wine that makes them love each other forever. They then begin doing unspeakable things right from the start.

This author is quite knowledgeable, but the title is too plain and unadorned. I suggest he learn from the UC department... Li Cheng nodded secretly, preparing to study it carefully with a learning mindset.

......

"Pah, clickbait. It only mentions the exercise at the beginning; the rest is a serious story."

After reading it, Li Cheng couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Just as he was immersed in the world of literature, unable to extricate himself, a man's roar pulled him back to reality.

"Don't play dumb with me!"

Who's shouting in the library? Don't they have any sense of public decency? Li Cheng looked in the direction of the sound with displeasure.

Near a bookshelf not far from him, a blue-haired boy pushed a girl to the ground. The boy seemed very angry, pointing at the girl and cursing her, while the girl looked indifferent, as if he was cursing thin air.

Li Cheng initially intended to ignore it, but a casual glance made him change his mind.

The girl on the ground was wearing a loose white coat, with a pointed chin, tightly closed lips, and an excessively pale complexion.

Her hair was a rare silver color, each strand like a work of art crafted from pure silver, flowing smoothly over her shoulders, shimmering and reminiscent of the Milky Way.

Their pure eyes held no trace of worldly concerns, and their equally rare red pupils revealed an indifference to everything except what they cared about.

It's hard to imagine how someone as angelic as him could be insulted by mortals.

Li Cheng, who was definitely not a sucker for good looks, immediately brightened up. He put down his book and decided to step forward and do what was right: "What are you doing? No noise is allowed in the library. You are disturbing other people's studies."

Upon seeing a tall, red-haired man walking menacingly toward him, the blue-haired boy was startled and stopped talking.

"I'm the temporary administrator, what's going on here?"

Li Cheng glanced at the boy, then deliberately waved the chewed-up dog tag in front of him before taking it back. He then asked, "Name, age."

The blue-haired boy had indeed never seen this VIP temporary access pass before. He was stunned for a moment and was successfully fooled.

Li Cheng adjusted his collar with one hand and said impatiently, "I'm asking you, answer me, or I'll kick you out."

"My name is Inman Moore." The blue-haired boy introduced himself first, and then explained the reason: "That woman cheated me out of money! She swindled me out of half a year's living expenses, and now I'm relying entirely on my classmates for help."

He said this through gritted teeth, and he didn't look like he was lying.

Li Cheng turned his head and asked, "What's your name? Is what he said true?"

"My name is Antoine-Laurent Lavoisier."

The silver-haired woman was tidying up her disheveled clothes. When Li Cheng asked her, she replied, "I didn't lie."

Chapter Seventeen: No Loud Noises

Antoine-Laurent Lavoisier?

Upon hearing this name, Li Cheng paused, recalling the chemist known in textbooks as a "lolicon"... no, as the father of modern chemistry: Antoine-Laurent Lavoisier.

So is this yet another tragedy caused by a Y chromosome shifting into an X chromosome?

Li Cheng silently cursed in his heart, then suddenly realized that something was wrong with Lavoisier's appearance—Lavoisier was a man from the 18th century, and it was only 1666 now! The timeline didn't match at all!

Could it just be a coincidence that we share the same name...? Oh well, I'll find a chance to talk to her and maybe I can find out.

After making this decision, Li Cheng refocused his attention on the argument between the two men in front of him.

"She's lying!"

Upon hearing Lavoisier's words, Moore immediately raised his voice eight octaves in anger, pointing at the other man and saying, "You clearly said you were going to conduct a groundbreaking study, asked me if I was interested in investing, and then swindled my money!"

Lavoisier shook his head and calmly retorted, "I didn't lie to you. I made it very clear to you that this was an investment in my research, and you agreed to it."

Moore retorted angrily, "It's been over half a year, where are your groundbreaking research results???"

Lavoisier raised his head slightly to look Moore in the eye: "The research results aren't out yet. You can go back and wait."

"You didn't come out, so what's with this self-righteous attitude?!"

Moore was furious at these words. He stepped forward, grabbed the silver-haired girl by the collar, and roared, "Liar! Give me back my money! I'm not investing in this lousy research of yours anymore!"

"The money is all spent."

"I don't care, give me my money back!"

"The money is all spent."

"..."

Investing involves risks, and caution is advised when entering the market... These words came to Li Cheng's mind as he watched the two arguing endlessly.

At the same time, based on a limited amount of known information, he made a preliminary judgment in his mind.

It was just a simple investment dispute. The blue-haired man was convinced by a PowerPoint presentation... sorry, there wasn't even a PowerPoint presentation. Lavoisier simply talked and persuaded him to invest in her "groundbreaking research" for six months' living expenses. Now the money has gone down the drain, and the blue-haired man is unhappy and wants his money back.

Li Cheng didn't want to care about who was right or wrong in this matter. If you really had to argue about it, it would be a case of both sides being equally at fault—Lavoisier made empty promises and tricked an ignorant young man out of his living expenses, while Moore made reckless investments without thinking and ended up in a huge pit.

"Stop."

Li Cheng stepped between the two, trying to interrupt this pointless argument.

"Give me back my money!" Moore was still angrily trying to get his living expenses back.

"The money is all gone," Lavoisier said calmly.

Li Cheng: (╬￣皿￣)

He stepped forward expressionlessly, grabbed the blue-haired man Moore by the collar with one hand, and lifted him up like a chick... Hey, don't underestimate the strength of this body, it's definitely no match for this short blue-haired man.

"What are you doing? Why are you arresting me?" Moore, suspended in mid-air, looked incredulous. He pointed at Lavoisier and said, "Go arrest that liar!"

“Hey student, I remember I told you not to make noise in the library, didn’t I?” Li Cheng pointed with his other finger to some disgruntled people around him and calmly said to Moore, “Please leave now, or I’ll call someone to ask you to leave.”

After saying that, he put Moore back on the ground.

The crowd had already been annoyed by Moore's commotion, but they hadn't stepped forward because Li Cheng looked like an administrator. Now, they were all casting dissatisfied glances at Moore.

Moore shrank back, then tried to argue, "Didn't you hear what I said? She cheated me out of my money!"

Li Cheng adopted a tough stance: "The school will handle her matter, instead of her making a scene in the library. Please leave now."

Moore was furious. He waved his fist and shouted, "What's your name? I'm going to report you to the school!"

Li Cheng shrugged indifferently: "My name is Albert Lee. You can complain all you want, but please leave now. The library is not a noisy place."

Anyway, I'm not an administrator at all... he thought to himself.

“Good, very good, Abel, I’ve got it.”

Even in defeat, Moore wouldn't back down. After uttering this harsh remark, he stormed off, as if he really intended to cause him a lot of trouble.

.....

After the blue-haired boy stormed off, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, leaving only a few scattered people searching for books on the bookshelf.

Li Cheng turned to Lavoisier and said calmly, "Miss, I'd like to ask you to come with me now."

Impersonating the administrator was just a spur-of-the-moment thing for Li Cheng, but he didn't expect it to go so smoothly. So Li Cheng decided to continue using this identity to find out some personal information about the silver-haired girl in front of him.

"it is good."

Lavoisier's expression was calm, and his movements were cooperative.

Seeing that the other party had no objections, Li Cheng led the way, intending to find a less crowded place to extract information.

'Hmm, speaking of which, I often see this in certain videos...'

On the way, many strange scenarios suddenly popped into Li Cheng's mind, and most of them involved a female student who had made a mistake and a faceless man who happened to witness the crime scene... Cold, cold, this is a public place... Holy crap, isn't that even more exciting?

When he reached a secluded corner, Li Cheng saw that there was no one around and only books. He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Lavoisier, caught off guard, bumped his nose into the back of Lavoisier's head.

"Tch, he only bumped into the nose. He was well-prepared..." Li Cheng scoffed inwardly, turning to face this Lavoisier, whose true identity was unknown.

She had long, flowing silver hair with a metallic sheen, bright red eyes, and a face as delicate and expressionless as a doll.

The loose white lab coat couldn't hide her well-developed figure. If you had to make a comparison, Newton was like a small hill in the south, while the person in front of her was like the towering Mount Everest, waiting for a brave adventurer to climb those two peaks with their own hands and leave their mark on them.

As for why Li Cheng insisted on climbing Mount Everest... we can quote George's own words, "Because it's there."

It's a pure instinct, a passion, a dream, a belief, a yearning for the unknown that springs from within... Um, will George turn in his grave and beat me for misusing such a famous quote? Like, in a joint effort with Lavoisier?

Li Cheng shook his head to bring himself back from his reverie and apologized to Lavoisier: "Are you alright? It's all my fault for stopping suddenly."

Lavoisier rubbed his delicate nose, his voice slightly muffled: "I'm fine."

"It's good that you're alright. Well, there's something I need to tell you."

Li Cheng paused for a moment, then said, "Actually, I'm not a librarian."

Lavoisier was still rubbing her nose, and she said calmly, "I know."

Li Cheng wasn't too surprised, after all, his real dog tag that had been chewed by a dog could only fool people who had never seen it before.

But he still asked in a surprised tone, "You know?"

“I know, but I don’t need to expose you.” Lavoisier flicked back her long silver hair that fell in front of her eyes. “Unless you intend to continue using this identity to plot against me.”

Fortunately, that thought only flashed through his mind... Li Cheng nodded approvingly: "You have a keen eye for observation. Can you guess why I helped you?"

Lavoisier pondered for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "I don't know. Is he trying to hit on me?"

Oh dear, I've been found out... Li Cheng said calmly, "No, no, I helped you because I could hear your French accent."

He stared into Lavoisier's unusually red eyes and made up a story with a straight face, "I also lived in France, and during that time I received a lot of help from a French woman with beautiful silver hair, just like you. She really helped me a lot."

"So when I noticed your long silver hair and French accent, I felt a sense of familiarity and remembered the French woman who had helped me a lot, so I naturally wanted to help you."

Chapter 18 Lavoisier

Of course, the stories about his deceased relatives were all made up, but if needed, Li Cheng could even accurately recite the names of Lavoisier's parents from his previous life, as well as the year they got married and the year Lavoisier was born.