Chapter 317

The library of Peking University is open to teachers and postgraduates. Of course, it is their own teachers and postgraduates.

For future generations of students who are used to the Internet and the open library, every time they go to the library, they go to the library. In fact, it's better than the library. Because the books in the library are densely arranged, the distance between the bookcases is often only for one person to pass through, and some of them have to climb the stairs to get them. The room is dark and smelly, But the open library takes into account the convenience of reading on the spot. The room is often bright and comfortable, with suitable tables and chairs and spacious space.

However, in 1984, the open library was just a paragraph in a periodical. At most, it only included a photo in a magazine discussing the foreign moon, which attracted people's admiration.

At this time, entering the library is a matter of pride.

If you look at the Memoirs of later generations, one or two of the ten graduate students in Peking University will show the difference between themselves and undergraduates by showing the past that graduate students were able to enter the library.

Similarly, for Yang Rui, who is used to the open library, he would rather treat in Beijing Hotel, become a great librarian and undertake the obligation, and also hope to enter the library.

Compared with reading cards in the index room, it seems to be 20000 times more convenient to enter the library.

You can imagine reading in the index room. First, you need to find the index card you want from the vast number of indexes. Then you fill in the book borrowing form and hand it to the acquiring teacher. After the acquiring teacher has collected XX pieces, you can hand them over to the library. Then you can wait for the library to find the book, send the book, and then pick up the book, Damn it! It's not the one I want.

If it's not a guy who can read any book at leisure, by this time, he has already begun to want to die.

Repeat the above process, wait 20 minutes for good luck, or 40 minutes for bad luck, and get the second book. Open it again, what! Not the one I want?

Can I die? Is that all right?

There's another chance. Can you repeat that? I'm kidding. One can only borrow two books. Please return them first.

In this way, once again, even if you don't want to die, you should be half dead.

The library itself is not designed to be a reading room. Therefore, the privilege to enter the library is very rare. At the same time, there are only two or three people in the library, which is actually the comfortable carrying capacity of the library.

Yang Rui never thought that he would meet Li Xin here, and even put up the sign of "lax management" in the library.

"I'm the librarian of the library. Of course I can enter the library." Yang Rui once defended his position as a student, and immediately asked, "how can you enter the library?"

"I don't have to tell you that." As soon as Li Xin's expression changed, he looked up at Yang Rui with some disdain. He has been thirty plus since he finished his doctorate, so he has an advantage over Yang Rui psychologically.

"I'm the bookkeeper." Yang Rui smiles, looks down at Li Xin and says, "it's my duty to manage the library."

The height difference between them made Li Xin quite uncomfortable. He turned his head and said, "it's your duty to tidy up the library."

Yang Rui's momentum suddenly stagnated. He is a student volunteer. Although he corrupts the great librarian with sugar coated shells, he only enjoys rights and does not undertake obligations, but the student volunteer is a student volunteer after all. His duty is really to tidy up the library.

"It seems that Dr. Li used to visit the library a lot, but you doctoral students from Donghua University can't enter the library of Peking University." Yang Rui gasped for a word and took the words with him.

Li Xin's corner of the eye smoked, way: "you don't need to take words to run me, do not do well, we really can be classmates."

"What do you mean?"

Li Xin did not answer, but said: "OK, you can organize the library, let me go first."

They met in a narrow way, both of them blocking each other's way.

Yang Rui hesitated for a moment, but he let the place out. He had to pay attention to a little gentlemanly demeanor.

Li Xin and Yang Rui pass by, looking back and smiling strangely, and looking for books from the front.

Yang Rui thought about it from his memory and guessed that he was looking for something in chemistry.

Li Xin graduated from East China Institute of textile technology. Most of his studies are in light industry. It's normal to look for materials in chemistry.

Yang Rui thought that if he was new to China Silk Corporation, he would open up the situation with a paper, which is the best way to distinguish himself from other new employees. Not every college student has the ability and level to write a thesis after graduation. No matter whether the leader is big or not, and whether he can understand the meaning of a doctoral student, a thesis can at least explain somethingIn a flash, Yang Rui suddenly recalled that Li Xin is not a doctoral student!

Standing in front of the bookcase, Yang Rui recalls the scene again, and suddenly understands why Li Xin's attitude is so strange.

Because he was wrong.

Li Xin graduated from East China Institute of textile technology with a master's degree. He is not a doctoral student. He is just preparing to get an in-service doctor's degree.

Yang Rui called him "Dr. Li" because he was afraid that he would offend people on the spot.

"If you offend me, I'll offend you. However, this is supposed to be a doctoral candidate in Peking University?" When Yang Rui thought of what Li Xin said, he didn't need to run with words. He could not help frowning because they were classmates.

The most troublesome is the top students with glass heart.

Ancient people's favorite talent story is the story of a group of talented students with glass heart.

After a while, Li Xin disappeared from his sight.

Yang Rui shook his head, but soon forgot about it.

After finding the books he wanted, Yang Rui went out and registered with the administrator, ready to take them to the periodical reading room.

The administrator has a special notebook to record the books borrowed abnormally, so as to avoid the situation that someone does not return them.

Yang Rui signed his name after he recorded it, nodded and left.

Did not go far, behind someone "Yang Rui, Yang Rui" called up.

"Li... Xin?" Yang Rui saw him coming down the stairs and frowned again.

"Yang Rui, come here and arrange some tasks for you." Li Xin stands beside a teacher who looks like his age. He takes a look at Yang Rui and waves.

Yang Rui went over doubtfully.

"The old library here hasn't been cleaned for a long time. Are you a freshman? Come and clean up the library. All the books should be moved up, moved away, cleaned the bookshelf, dusted the dust on the books, and then put them back, so as to complete them in a week... "The other side said, taking out the key tied with the red rope and opening a double door in front of him.

Inside the door, about the size of two classrooms, are full of bookshelves. Between the bookshelves, almost only one person can pass sideways. There are more than ten thousand books piled to the top.

So many books, all taken down and put back, think also know what a huge project.

Yang Rui's face changed slightly: "why do you let me do this?"

"Every year there are new students who have to clean and organize books. You and other students have to do it." The man behind Li Xin smiles and throws the key to Yang Rui.

Li Xin coughed and showed off: "this is Mr. Meng liangmeng. All the students who work in the library belong to him."

"You know each other?" Yang Rui bumped with his hand. He tied the key to the red rope in his hand and asked, "is it necessary?"

In his heart, Yang Rui sighed: it's really a glass heart.

Li Xin said with a smile, "it's just a matter of lifting a finger."

The implication is that he is just pitching Yang Rui for a while, which is probably a casual retaliation for the title of "Dr. Li". As for whether there is Jing Yulan's factor, I'm afraid Li Xin himself can't say clearly.

On the other hand, Li Xin thinks that he can prove his connections. Although Yang Rui is a student of Peking University, I am from East China Textile Institute, but my graduate students are better than your undergraduate students.

It's just that if he digs at random, he may waste Yang Rui a week.

Meng Liang coughed and said, "don't say so much, Yang Rui. You should clean the library with quality and quantity, and finish it on time. After you finish, I will tell your head teacher that the end of the semester is included in the moral education work. Let's start now."

Yang Rui is dumb. He didn't know that he had a head teacher, or that there was moral education in the school.

Looking at the big and dirty library and the gloomy Yang Rui on his face, Li Xin almost burst into laughter, and even the gloomy days seem to have dissipated a lot. On the surface, he still looks calm and elegant.

Dang!

A string of keys with a red rope unexpectedly fell to the ground.

Meng Liang, who has turned around, only sees the red rope and Yang Rui's back.

"What kind of system is it?" Meng Liang's nose is blowing.

Li Xin is used to the good children in the school, but he didn't expect Yang Rui to leave directly. Thinking of his just smile, he felt uncomfortable and silted up in his stomach.

"We can't just let it go." Yang Rui out of the door of the library, also feel happy, there are countless ideas in his head.

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