Talented Young Lady

When I went to the library with the student ID card for the first time, I was still a little nervous.

After all, it was the first time in my life to walk into a school, into such a solemn and solemn library, into a library in a university.

When I handed the student ID card to the teacher at the front desk to apply for the library card, my heart felt even more in my throat.

I keep saying in my heart, don't be afraid, this is what you paid the tuition fee, you have signed up for admission, you are not fake, you are a serious student here, although it is a trial, but you are not a fake!

But my hands are full of sweat.

Until the teacher did not lift the head will do a good reading certificate to me, I was relieved.

When I was looking for the rare books library along the bright and spacious corridor of the library with the reading card, I still mentioned half of it in my heart, for fear that someone would come and carry me out.

When I found the library, I was relieved to hear that the books there could not be borrowed but could only be looked up in the library.

Because, the teacher at the front desk said that if you only look in the library and don't take it out, you can show your reading card when you come in.

On that day, I didn't dare to read more books on those shelves when I went in. I only picked a book about literature research on the nearest shelf and sat down in a corner that was not noticed.

That day, I even dare not go to the toilet, let alone go out to eat.

Until I couldn't hold back my stomach, I couldn't help but put the book back and left the library.

For the next two days, I was in such a nervous state. In order to hold on longer without going to the toilet, I simply took the menstrual band.

It was not until I went to the library for a week and found that there was no one reading at all. Neither the teacher at the front desk nor the teacher at the Ancient Book Museum asked me about it. I just looked up at the library card and gave it to me. I slowly got used to it.

I dare to go to the bathroom.

I dare to go to the corridor outside the library and eat bacon eggs with my bread clip.

Also dare, along those bookshelves which contain a variety of documents and related research records of heavy history, slowly find the books that you are interested in.

I dare to ask the teachers of the ancient books museum to read some books collected in the library.

As I read more books, I read faster. Once, in order to make a comparison, I borrowed five different reprinted versions of the Warring States policy, including one ancient book carved in Qing Dynasty. While taking notes, a teacher from the ancient book library came to me.

The teacher is an old man who should be over 60 years old. He is often expressionless. He is not in the ancient books museum every day, but comes every other day. Every time he comes, the teacher who looks at the Ancient Book Museum will accompany him into the inner Library of the museum.

I guess he should be the head of this ancient Book Museum.

And out of instinct, every time I saw him, I would shrink up and try to reduce my sense of existence. When he was there, I would never dare to look for books on the bookshelf.

At that time, I did not expect that he would come, let alone he would come to me. I was completely immersed in the hidden information revealed in the five different versions. I was excited to take notes and completely ignored any movement around me.

I didn't look up until he coughed fiercely, and then I looked up at his old face with bark feeling, and the expression on his face that was dignified and seemed to feel murderous.

At that time, I was scared to death. I said I would not break it. I just wrote down the record.

I pushed the books carefully in front of him to show that I was absolutely undamaged.

Of course, there was no damage to those books, and even some corners were handled by me.

With Gu Mingyuan for so many years, we not only need to learn how to distinguish books, how to pick up books, but also how to repair those badly damaged books.

In this respect, I still have some experience.

The teacher looked very cold at that time, read the book, and looked at my notes, and then left without a sound.

I was relieved.

I thought it was over. I thought I was acquiesced.

After that, indeed, I went to the ancient books Museum again. The front desk teacher didn't even read the documentary evidence. Later, she told me that Professor Gong, who majored in ancient books and literature, would have an open class. If I was interested, I could listen to it.

That day, I specially put on my best clothes, sorted out my notes, took my student ID card, and inquired all the way to the fan-shaped classroom.

I walked into the classroom, just want to find a seat to sit down, was called out.

The one who stopped me was a girl about twenty years old. She had a short hair that just reached the root of her ears. She was a tall woman with thick eyebrows and eyes. She was a beautiful woman who looked very capable.

In addition to a smile on his face, there was a faint anger at the corner of his eyebrows.

When I looked back, she said angrily, "who are you? Professor Gong's class, not a student of our normal university, can't come in. "I was busy with a smile and said, "I am, I am a student of Normal University."

"Are you?" The beauty sneered and said, "tell me, which department and major are you? What grade? What's the student number? "

I stayed for a while.

I thought, if I said I was admitted in September, I'm afraid she won't recognize it.

With some hesitation, I took out the student card and handed it to me. I said softly, "I am a student of Normal University."

The beauty took over the student ID card and looked at it. She let out a cold hum from her nose. She waved to a short girl next to her and said, "Hey, come and have a look. Is this the student ID you lost?"

I was not surprised.

The short girl took the student ID card, widened her eyes and made a harsh voice: "this is my student ID card! I said, how could it be missing? You stole it from me

"I'm not." I took the anxious said: "this is my student card, I was admitted this year, this is the preparatory student card, can come in."

"Haha, the thief came here to see the thief, but I'm a real thief The short girl called to the whole classroom. After calling, she snorted to me: "you cheat the ghost! Prep? There is no preparatory course in Normal University! I'm still in school this year! This year's college entrance examination has not started, you enter the ghost school! You just want to come in and do bad things

I was completely stunned, thinking how could I be wrong? That's what Mr. He said!

But in such a short time, the classroom has already sent out a coax of laughter, someone said with a loud smile: "Oh, this is really great, this is the first preparatory student in our school, isn't it? You don't have to take the college entrance examination? Hello, this student also teaches us how to do it? "

My heart was cold and I bit my lips.

"You man, tell me quickly, what do you want to do when you steal Gu Yue's student ID card? Do you want to steal the books in the ancient library of our school? "

The beautiful woman said maliciously, and the short girl together, pushed me out of the classroom door.

I was thinking about things at that time, without any precautions, so they pushed out the door and fell directly to the ground.

The notes in my hand and a grandfather's book that I brought with me were scattered.

My waist and buttocks hurt and my head looked up.

Looking at that beautiful woman, looking at her hands akimbo's loudly scold me: "you say quickly! What are you doing here? What do you want to do in the ancient book library! What's wrong with you! "