Zhi is a Japanese graduate student at Waseda University, majoring in library informatics and a master’s degree in ancient literature in China. Two years ago, I didn’t know how to work in the library of Sinian University.


The first time Wang Lun saw the branch, it was amazing, short, beautiful and quiet, and more importantly, its chest was swollen, which made Wang Lun very passionate at that time. Not only was it physical, but its voice and eyes were not sexy. The branch was recognized as the stunner of Aurora University. Wang Lun knew that the branch was the dream object of many students, including himself.
At the moment, the branch is wearing a lapel silver-gray thin windbreaker, which still can’t cover her graceful figure in the cold winter, and her body is tight-fitting black pants, which embodies a pair of beautiful leg curves incisively and vividly. Every move is really full of amorous feelings that affect Wang Lun’s spirit.
But on the surface, Wang Lun just glanced at the branch and looked back quickly. Many people showed a divine expression in front of the branch. Wang Lun recognized that he should be different and be indifferent. Of course, Wang Lun was indifferent or not. His heart was crazy. Wang Lun turned his back on the branch, but he thought that one day he would put this woman under pressure! If a man wants to hold such a woman, he must have the ability, and Wang Lun believes that he is getting this ability more and more! At that time, Wang Lun felt that his heart was surging. Wang Lunchang breathed a sigh of relief. Every time he saw this branch, he always stirred up his heart. Wang Lun did not dislike this wave. On the contrary, he thought that he needed to keep this surging feeling at all times.
At half past noon, all the workers in the library building arrived in Wang Lun. At this time, the police came outside the library yesterday afternoon. They surrounded there, turned left and turned right with a serious face. Wang Lun said, these people are expected to draw a suicide conclusion soon, and in another ten days, the suicide idiot will completely disappear from people’s memory.
Actually, that man was seen in Wang Lun yesterday afternoon on the top floor of the library. Wang Lun looked at him and continued to look at the top of the library. He often looked pale. More importantly, Wang Lun saw something called "dead air" in his face. Wang Lun didn’t stop him when he came. He might not be correct when he came. Secondly, even if it was true, he was not interested, because in his opinion, everyone could be responsible for his own life and death. Wang Lun heard a noise outside, and then he saw the man lying on the ground through the window. He was happy because his intuition was getting stronger and stronger, and this intuition was of course what he
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The strangeness starts from a year and a half ago when he was sent by the museum to sort out those orphans.
Just as he was sorting out, one day he realized that his handwriting was a bit broken. Wang Lun turned it over at that time. The first page was a statue of a ferocious and strange god with great charm
Wang Lun has dabbled in library work. He has never seen such a sculpt, and he feels physically and mentally attracted by it.
Wang Lun was moved and secretly took it home to watch it. After reading it, he returned it. He didn’t want to watch it more and more, and he felt more interesting. So he tried to practice this practice in the posture late, and he felt that something was wrong. Wang Lun soon became addicted.
How can an ordinary person not be ecstatic when he suddenly shows the so-called true spirit in his body and feels strong and small during the day? !
This Wang Lun can’t put it down!
Wang Lun later found out that there was no such thing as a solitary treasure, which made Wang Lun very surprised. How did this come out? Wang Lun thought about it, probably because the enumerators were negligent at that time, so it’s all right for Wang Lun, so he kept the baby beside him and kept it hidden all the time.
Soon, a world he didn’t know before was displayed in front of Wang Lun. He was regarded as a loyal and honest person, and he became a silent librarian, but he had a much greater pursuit than others.
He wants to pursue non-human ability, can pursue a young life, and in such a great ideal, those trivial things around Wang Lun, such as blind date, finding an object, title room and other people’s hearts and problems, have all become his own.
For more than a year, Wang Lun has reached an extraordinary level, which makes him unconsciously look down on the people coming and going in the library
In addition to practicing all kinds of strange moves as required, Wang Lun also tried to find ways for all kinds of women to stimulate their energy in all kinds of unimaginable scenes.
The female student is Wang Lun’s partner. Once chatting through the Internet, one or two people come to talk to him once a month. Hey, taking a break from school, Wang Lun also showed him all kinds of depressed women through online one-night stand games, and his ordinary and honest appearance increased his experience in this respect.
After this external practice, Wang Lun really realized that his body and mind were unusually strong
Wang Lun also tried to make a rational analysis of these, even though ordinary people often do all kinds of construction, such as making temptations through background and tools, that is, hooking people’s hearts out from external stimuli in order to release that huge energy.
What Wang Lun has to do is to hook up that huge energy, but not to release it, but to slam into the blocked meridians of his body.
Wang Lun’s favorite is that because he is a lover, his love is like a person with tinea. He is always brand-new after many years, but he just wants to hook up his nervousness, timidity, fear and fear when he values his own actions. Of course, Wang Lun is still afraid to act in those sages. Wang Lun thinks that if he does this one day, this link should be small.
No one knew Wang Lun’s secret, which made Wang Lun particularly proud.
At about nine o’clock, Wang Lun arrived at the humanities reading room on the third floor of his post. At this moment, there were not many students. Wang Lun sat in his position and waited for the students to return this time slot. Wang Lun would hit the website to see the news. Of course, it could be the school network.
Wang Lun point school BBss saw many suicide posts from that graduate student yesterday.
The administrator must have deleted it, but wildfire never quite consumes them they are tall once more in the spring wind, a BBs, is outside the school network. People can’t see the propaganda department of the school, and it’s hard to do it too overbearing to stimulate students.
Wang Lun glanced over and saw a post saying that a student who committed suicide was plagiarized by his tutor because of his thesis achievement. The paper attached the address of his tutor’s unit. It seems that this is a relatively insider who did something out of indignation. Wang Lun mumbled something.
The sister-in-law administrator across the street looked up and asked, "What did you say, Xiao Wang?"
Wang Lun quickly shook his head "said nothing".
Wang Lun said it was fucking him!
Wang Lun thinks that people can be so timid and have the courage to report his mentor’s ruin! It seems that some people are really stupid!
Wang Lun looked at the other posts, but the hot post was Tu paranormal’s post.
The latest is yesterday at three o’clock in the morning!
The two guys came back from the off-campus Internet cafe at about two o’clock in the morning. Generally, female students don’t come back so late. Because they want to call the dormitory door to be supercilious, the boys just have to turn over the iron gate.
It is said that these two guys had seen the library before they passed by. paranormal was curious and drank a few more bottles of cat urine, so they poked around and ran to the gate of the library to see what was going on. Most people were afraid of ghosts, but they couldn’t help but want to ask about them.
The first floor is full of floor-to-ceiling windows. It’s dark inside. I can’t see anything. The door is hung with a big lock. Two people just want to go for a while, but they hear a faint woman crying inside. One or two people listen to it wrongly, but the sound floats out like the wind for a while, and then it gets bigger and bigger and has a swing.
Two people look at each other’s faces pale and pale, and then scream and run back to the dormitory. In shock, BBs posts on campus call on talented people in the school to crack this library, paranormal.
Wang Lun smiled at this. It’s imaginative that women are very happyy but these guys hear it like this.
There is a thread behind, and there is a disdain for the library’s repeated visits to paranormal, saying that the building is not "Library Resurrection", right?
Then the building corrected that it was "Revival of the Museum"
Later, someone told Tieshen that he had heard women cry.
I followed it for several pages, and some of them admitted that I was crying!
Wang Lun laughed when he saw this. He was very happy with this wonderful feeling of being the leading role in paranormal.
Wang Lun watched others busy and suddenly a reply caught his attention.
The reply said that the school library was formerly East.
The museum was bombed by Japanese planes on the anti-Japanese date. It is said that a movie was buried in a sea of fire at that time. You may have heard women cry because of the ghosts of that year.
Wang Lun saw that the mouse didn’t move, and thought about it intently. This post said yes, the predecessor of this library was indeed the Oriental Library, which is very famous in the history of modern libraries in China!
However, he has never seen any murders, and he is most likely to see them if he acts every night.
Wang Lun looked at it for a while, and his interest gradually increased. He took out a webpage and made a look. In fact, his heart was silently watching the great god.
This is the first step. Wang Lun has done it. When he thinks of this great god, he will feel that he is full of strength and can beat anyone who is unhappy. This feeling is the feeling of a villain.