Meng Shaoyuan had a headache.

Yanez's attitude was very firm.

Moreover, Meng Shaoyuan doesn't have a particularly good way yet.

The worst plan is to give up on this mission.

Let Yanez and his family fend for themselves.

"Go to the rare book Daijun." Meng Shaoyuan felt his head hurt again.

Although Boon has always had that attitude since he entered Pagorie School, he is still the person in charge here.

God knows how many times I will have to deal with him in the future.

Even if he is a red deer in the eyes of the other person, he always has to say goodbye.

The rare book went out on a inspection tour on behalf of Jun.

Responsible for standing guard, Meng Shaoyuan was asked to wait in the office with a cold expression.

This was the former principal's office of Pagorie School.

Even though it was bombed many times, the office was still intact and clean.

There are rows of books on the bookshelf.

Mainly books from European and American countries.

This should belong to the former principal.

Meng Shaoyuan and others were also bored and walked to the bookshelf to take a look.

Um?

There are also some Japanese novels in it.

Meng Shaoyuan casually pulled out a book.

This is a Japanese love novel "Ken no Suke".

Meng Shaoyuan flipped through it casually, and instead of returning it to the bookshelf, he took it in his hand.

He looked around the office.

There is a stack of blank official paper on the desk.

There was a paper basket beside it, with crumpled papers thrown into it.

On the desk, there are also two novels.

Judging from the names, they are all romance novels.

This rare book, Daijun, is quite romantic. Does he specialize in reading romance novels?

Meng Shaoyuan flipped through it and found a few lines written on the title page.

A picture frame was folded over there.

Meng Shaoyuan turned it over and looked at it and found that it was blank.

At this time, he heard footsteps and voices coming from outside.

Meng Shaoyuan immediately flipped through the "Introduction to Hate" in his hand as if nothing had happened.

After a while, Shanben Daijun opened the door and came in. He glanced at Meng Shaoyuan coldly: "Is the interrogation over?"

"Yes, Lord Rare Ben." Meng Shaoyuan said with a smile: "Although I didn't find the person I wanted, I still thank you very much for your help, Lord Rare Ben."

The rare book Dai Jun also saw the book in Meng Shaoyuan's hand: "In this case, I won't keep you, I'm very busy."

"Okay, Master Xianben, I have one more thing I want to discuss with you."

Meng Shaoyuan raised the book in his hand: "Can you lend me this book and take it back to read?"

Seeing the rare book Dai Jun hesitated, Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will return it after reading it."

At this moment, Meng Shaoyuan had already made an analysis in his heart.

Rare book Daijun's hesitation was not because he was reluctant to part with this book, but because he was curious that he actually liked this type of novel.

Sure enough, the rare book Dai Jun asked: "Do you like to watch it too?"

"Yes, I like it very much." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "We are all soldiers, but soldiers cannot always bleed life and death. They should also have love, happiness, and sadness."

These few words of his actually made the rare book Daijun's face soften a lot: "If you like to read it, take it and you don't have to give it back to me. Here, you can meet people with the same hobbies.

too much."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Rare Book." Meng Shaoyuan looked excited, and then pointed to the two novels on the desk of Rare Book Daijun: "I also want to borrow these two books, you can

?"

"This won't work." Daijun, a rare book, flatly refused: "You can borrow all the books here, except these two."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be trying to cover up something: "Because I haven't finished reading it yet."

You haven't finished reading yet?

I believe you as a ghost!

On the title page of the book above is a haiku love poem.

What is the signature "Zhizi"?

Just think about it and you will know that this is written by your lover.

Of course you regard it as a treasure.

Meng Shaoyuan deliberately borrowed these two books just to test them out and confirm some of his guesses in other aspects.

"Ah, that's it, then I won't force it."

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly asked again: "Mr. Shanben, do you usually like to write something?"

"This? How do you know that?" Boon Daijun looked astonished.

How do I know?

Master, I will know after walking around here for a while.

Most people who read these romance novels like to write something of their own.

The blank official papers on the desk are densely covered with handwriting left on the previous page.

Maybe it's an official document.

But given the current situation in Manila, who would write such a dense official document?

Also, the ball of paper thrown away in the wastebasket, unless Boon Daijun was unsuspecting and threw away official documents and information so casually. Otherwise, there is a high possibility that Boondaijun wrote it, but he was not satisfied with it.

articles.

It was just too late, otherwise Meng Shaoyuan would definitely pick it up and take a look.

There are too many clues.

Meng Shaoyuan said: "Ah, no, it's just that I usually like to write, but my talent is really limited and I can't write novels that satisfy me."

The feeling of confidant began to arise in the heart of Boon Daijun.

Now, he doesn't think this Army Red Deer is so annoying: "Ah, to make you laugh, I am imitating and writing some novels, but just like you, my talent is really limited."

Meng Shaoyuan knew that he had found a breakthrough: "Mr. Rare Book, please, can you let me appreciate it?"

Rare Bon Daijun hesitated for a while, opened the drawer, and took out a thick stack of paper: "I'll make you laugh, Taniguchi-kun."

At this time, there was actually a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Meng Shaoyuan also took it seriously and read it carefully.

The attitude of the rare book Daijun had completely changed at this time, and he poured a cup of tea for Meng Shaoyuan.

Meng Shaoyuan took out the cigarette and as soon as he put it to his mouth, Rare Book Daijun's lighter came over.

Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette without even saying "thank you".

However, Boon Daijun was not only not angry at all, but also very satisfied.

Everyone hopes that their works will be appreciated to the point where they are worth nothing.

"It's so wonderful." After a long time, Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "Mr. Rare Book, if you are not a soldier, then I believe you must be a successful novelist."

"Really? You are too generous." Daijun, a rare book, was surprised and happy.

"No, I'm not exaggerating at all." Meng Shaoyuan said with a serious expression: "This novel fully describes the poignant love story between a man and a woman. The story has twists and turns and the writing is beautiful. I believe it will definitely be popular.

successful.

But, Mr. Rare Book, why doesn’t it have an ending?”

"Ah, first of all, I didn't have time." Boon Daijun did not hide anything: "There is another important point, because I haven't figured out what the ending should be.
Chapter completed!