Zhang Yang prepaid the remaining time for studying music theory today until he went to the library to study by himself tomorrow, so it was rare to be quiet at night. After watching TV, he thought about and recalled in the room alone, and reviewed all the poems he could remember to avoid forgetting.

Several people got stuck during this period. He asked Luo Shen, who was addicted to the profiteer, actually charged a lexical fee.

Zhang Yang was furious and scolded her before accepting it.

Although he has been in the hospital for nearly a month, Zhang Yang has always been worried and his sleep quality is not good, so he doesn't have to go to class tomorrow on weekends, so he is ready to have a good sleep.

But unfortunately, my mother doesn't have to attend classes.

So after he finished breakfast, he was only eight o'clock. He didn't have to wear school uniforms. Although his clothes looked pretty good, the logo of Qingcheng No. 2 Middle School was too eye-catching. Although Zhang Yang's name was Zhang Yang, he always considered himself a low-key person.

He wore an ordinary white T-shirt and a pair of black sweatpants, which actually wanted to wear jeans, and his legs looked longer, but unfortunately he had plaster and couldn't wear them.

The city library is in Dongcheng. Zhang Yang has been here several times. He is not unfamiliar with it. It is a new museum that has just been built and opened for a few years. It has excellent environment. It has three floors, reading room, study room, and music room, screening room, electronic reading room, free hot water, heating in winter and air conditioning in summer.

In the end, this advantage becomes a disadvantage in summer, because people who read or not will run inside and cannot find a seat if they go later.

The museum opened at half past eight. When Zhang Yang came with crutches, it was only about nine o'clock, which was not too late. However, he walked from the first floor to the second floor with crutches, and then from the second floor to the third floor. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find a seat. When he was about to give up, he finally caught a gap of an empty seat and walked over immediately.

There was also a young man who looked like a college student. He saw this seat almost at the same time as him, but he caught a glimpse of Zhang Yang leaning on a crutch, and then he stopped and turned around to look for an empty seat.

Zhang Yang did not notice this heartwarming scene. He happily sat down in his seat, put down his schoolbag, and went to the reading room on the second floor to borrow books. He searched through the computer to find the area for music books. Then, according to Luo Shen's suggestion, he took three books, "Basic Music Theory", "Basic Music Theory Tutorial" and "Tone Harmony", and then borrowed it back to the third floor after reading it through his ID card.

I put down the book and took another cup of hot water.

Everything is ready.

Zhang Yang sat down in his seat, raised his arms and expanded his chest, took a deep breath, and was about to study hard, but the next moment he found that the girl sitting opposite him looked extraordinary and he immediately wondered if she was a little blind. He went back and forth so many times before he noticed it.

He looked at him, because he was sitting, he couldn't see his body clearly. He shouldn't be too tall. He seemed not much older than Zhang Wei. He was extremely beautiful. His long black and plump hair was tied into a ponytail. He sat there straight, as if he was copying English words. His skin was milky white, pure and beautiful, making people feel a sense of tranquility and beauty.

He asked Luo Shen quietly: "How old do you think this girl is?"

"I want to chat with you?" Luo Shen said in one sentence.

"cough……"

Although it is hard to say whether Luo Shen is a human or whether there is reproductive isolation, she has always been a girl's voice after all, and it is very nice. Zhang Yang was somewhat uncomfortable when she said such words.

Still too thin-skinned.

"To be precise, I'm following your advice and starting from the relationship. Aren't you saying that falling in love easier to reach the starting line?"

"Isn't it better to choose Lin? And it's even more beautiful than her."

"Please, I don't want to be faced. People have rejected me yet, but they are still silly?"

"You are in a hurry to confess your love. With your previous relationship, if you wait for the situation to come true and confess your love after the college entrance examination, it will basically be done."

Luo Shen seemed to have always believed that Zhang Yang's key to passing the first assessment was on Lin Yiran. He even said more when she mentioned her, "But it's not too late now. If I don't know how to chase her, I can teach you."

"What a joke?"

Zhang Yang flatly refused, "I am a popular romance novelist, so I need you to teach me how to flirt with girls?"

Luo Shen laughed, "How many times have you flirted with?"

She took the initiative to answer for him: "Only one."

Then he finished the fight, "I still married someone else."

"Get out!"

Zhang Yang was a little angry and unwilling to tell her about this. He looked at the girl a few times, but hesitated. Beautiful is beautiful, but he looks a little young. If it was okay in high school, if he was still in junior high school... I want to spread positive energy! How can I do such a beastly behavior? A scumbag has a bottom line, okay?

He was struggling for a long time, but in the end he was attracted by the pure and childish aura of the girl. He finally made up his mind, took out his notebook, turned to the blank page, and wrote in Sayi's running script:

Hello, it’s a pity, but I finally saw you again and I don’t want to miss it again. My name is Zhang Yang. Can you know your name?

Of course she had never seen this girl before. She said this as a trick to avoid leaving her with a frivolous impression that she had teased when she first met. At the same time, she created a deep impression that she had been searching for after seeing her once, and also added some romantic colors that the two were very destined to be together.

If she asks, it is actually very simple to complete a lie, because it is highly likely that this is not the first time she has come to the library. She replied that she has seen it at the entrance of the library, but she has never done this and has no courage to come forward, so she missed it... There will basically be no accidents.

Zhang Yang gently tore off the page of paper, then put on some expressions mixed with expectations, joy, nervousness, and nervousness, but tried hard to maintain a calm expression, gently pushing the page of paper carrying a beautiful vision to her.

When the girl saw the page of paper, she raised her head in confusion. Zhang Yang showed a slightly awkward but handsome smile with her expression that had been adjusted long ago, and used her eyes to signal him to see what she wrote.

The girl lowered her head along with his gaze, and her fair and crystal face soon became a faint blush, making her look more pure and charming.

Zhang Yang's heartbeat accelerated when he saw it. He thought to himself that he was so beautiful at such a young age. Will he be better in a few years? He may not lose to Lin Yiran!

The girl raised her head again, obviously a little shy, but her expression seemed to be mixed with a bit strange. She looked at Zhang Yang, as if she was confirming whether he was joking, and then smiled, like the crystal clear dewdrops on the delicate petals shining under the rising sun after the wind and rain, fresh and pure and beautiful.

She picked up the paper and put it on the homework book. She held the pen with her fair and delicate fingers, quickly wrote down a line of words, and then gently pushed it back.

Zhang Yang took it and looked at it in a slight manner. He saw the girl's beautiful and neat regular script fonts written:

Senior, don’t you remember me?

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat. He read the line twice and confirmed that he had no error in understanding. Then he raised his head and stared at the girl's innocent and beautiful face for two seconds, but he still had no impression.

So I picked up the pen and wrote: We met before?

The girl took the paper and looked at it, picked up the pen and wrote two lines, and then gently pushed it to him.

Zhang Yang was muttering in his heart whether this girl was also a student of No. 2 Middle School. She wouldn't have known that she had confessed to Lin Yiran that she was refused to jump off the stairs, right?

He often thinks about things like this, thinking about the worst situation first, so that no matter how bad the reality is, it will not be much worse.

This was the worst situation he could think of, and it was already embarrassing and embarrassing enough. As a result, when he looked at what the girl wrote, he found that the reality was even worse:
Chapter completed!