The shape of the new library in Binhai City was like a horizontal bookshelf, with windows of different sizes that looked like open books. There was a small fountain square on the periphery, and a circle of benches for people to rest around the square.
When Zhang Zian saw the new library, he felt a little familiar. The design was very novel, but he seemed to have seen it somewhere before. He stopped the car and thought for a while. With such a distinctive library, if he had seen it before, he would not easily forget it, but he could not remember where.
He decided not to think about it, drove into the parking lot, and found an empty space to stop.
Entering the library, he first applied for a library card at the front desk, then walked in front of the tour guide, and observed the layout of the library.
The basement floor was the Rare Ancient Book Hall, and the first floor was mainly the children's reading room. Of the two places, the former required a letter of introduction and other supporting documents, and the latter was too old for him to enter, even if he pretended to be young.
In addition, the second floor was the Chinese book area, the third floor was mainly foreign original books and photocopied books, the fourth floor was the Chinese and foreign periodical literature area, and also provided micro literature reading, and the fifth floor was the digital reading and exchange area.
He was here to kill time today. Deep down in his heart, when he was alone, he always had a sense of uneasiness and uneasiness, so he could not concentrate on studying professional books. He did not even want to read long paragraphs of text. After thinking about it, he decided to flip through the full-color illustrations or illustrated books, such as travel photography albums or popular science books, such as national geography, history of science, astronomy, aerospace, biological science, and so on. Even if he only looked at the beautiful pictures, it was pleasing to the eye, not to mention he could learn some miscellaneous knowledge that might be useful at any time.
So should he go to the second floor or the third floor?
The Chinese books on the second floor were more convenient to read, but the foreign books on the third floor were definitely better in this aspect. Moreover, they had a better timeliness and could be used to learn the latest knowledge. If he waited for a foreign book to be translated into Chinese by a professional and published, it might already be outdated.
He was standing in front of the tour guide, thinking, when he heard someone say, "Comrade, someone is making trouble on the fifth floor. Can you please take care of it?"
Zhang Zian looked sideways and saw an old man in his seventies or eighties standing in front of the service desk, leaning on a cane. His gray hair was neatly combed, and although the style of his clothes was old, it was very clean. He gave people the feeling of righteousness, like the kind of person who liked to study.
Someone was making trouble?
Causing trouble in the library?
Zhang Zian was stunned. The people who came to the library were all educated people, and they came because they thirsted for knowledge. Gangsters generally wouldn't come to a place like the library. So who was the troublemaker? A child?
The staff at the service desk looked embarrassed and said in a low voice, "Sorry, someone has reported the relevant situation to us. After investigation, it should be that someone hacked into our system, but today is the Golden Week, and the staff in charge of technology is on holiday. The network in the museum is closed to the outside world, and it is impossible to connect remotely … We are already thinking of a way, please wait patiently."
The old man with the cane obviously didn't understand the words "external isolation" and "remote connection", but seeing that the employee's apology was sincere, he didn't reprimand them. He just shook his head and sighed. Leaning on the cane, he shakily entered the barrier-free elevator.
Someone actually hacked into the library's network?
Was he so bored that his balls hurt?
It was probably some brat who was itching to learn how to hack on his own and decided to use the library's network to practice.
Zhang Zian didn't care too much. In the end, he decided to go to the foreign language book area on the third floor. In addition to the previous considerations, another reason was that there were definitely fewer people on the third floor than on the second floor. Since it was for reading, the quieter the better.
Going up to the third floor, most of the seats were empty, but there were many people who came to recharge during the Golden Week. There were old, middle-aged, and young people. There were also a few teenagers who were also holding thick foreign language books and reading. As long as they saw this scene, they would feel a sense of urgency in their hearts that "an inch of time is an inch of gold".
He decided to choose a book first and then find a seat.
Because there was no specific goal, he was completely choosing books by chance. He wandered between the bookshelves and the sea of books. His nose was full of the fresh ink unique to paper books. He picked one book here and one from the west. With several picture books under his arm, he unknowingly walked to the reference book borrowing area.
To be honest, reference books were not included in his borrowing options at all. He just walked there inadvertently. After all, it was easy to get dizzy when wandering between the bookshelves.
There were enough books on hand. He might not be able to finish reading them in the morning. It was like eating a buffet. His eyes were bigger than his stomach, so he planned to find a table to sit down.
Just as he turned around, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of an empty space on a row of bookshelves on the east side of him. It was as if there had been a book there, but it had been taken away, leaving a narrow gap.
Or … there was an invisible book there.
He didn't know why he suddenly had this strange idea. Maybe it was because the book there had been taken away, but the "Dictionary of the Royal Spanish Academy" and "McMillan English-English Dictionary" on the left and right sides did not lean toward the middle. It was as if there was still an invisible book occupying the empty space there, but ordinary people could not see it.
This kind of absurd idea was obviously untenable, because the reference books here were thick and heavy tomes with solid covers and back covers. They stood very firmly on the bookshelves. Even if the book next to them was taken away, they would not necessarily fall, unlike those thin ordinary books.
There were actually people who borrowed this kind of reference book …
This row of bookshelves was full of all kinds of English-English dictionaries. I'm afraid that only readers with a master's degree in English literature or above would have the relevant needs.
But … maybe it was because of his obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he didn't verify whether there was an invisible book stuffed in that empty space, he would feel uneasy.
The method of verification was very simple. He just had to reach into the empty space and touch it.
If he could solve his obsessive-compulsive disorder with just a little effort, why not?
So he stretched out his hand …
Just as his fingers were about to touch the empty space, the "McMillan English-English Dictionary" next to the empty space was suddenly taken away. Of course, it was not taken away by him, but by the person standing on the other side of this row of bookshelves.
His hand also subconsciously stopped moving.
With the two books gone, the empty space became even larger, and what appeared on the other side of the empty space was a pair of water like eyes that had left a deep impression on him, captivating and soul-stirring.
Even if he could only see part of the face, he recognized it, and he would never mistake it – it was Zhuang Xiaodie.
What a coincidence, she was actually in the library?
She also looked at him from the empty space across the bookshelf.
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