While Wang Duolong was practicing, Chen Fan was also looking for his own martial arts.

The Beijing University Library collects all kinds of books.

Here, no matter it is a paradise for martial artists, it is also a paradise for martial artists to relax.

It is no exaggeration to say that you can stay in this place for two or three days without a mobile phone, without eating or drinking.

Chen Fan was wandering in the library and found someone reading a novel...

There are more than a dozen novels in front of me, and I enjoy reading them.

Let’s take a closer look at “Fighting the World – The Lord”.

Xiao Yan said: "I, Xiao Yan, are a person who is good at level every day."

Lin Dong said: "I, Lin Dong, are a person who is good at level every day."

Mu Chen said: "I, Mu Chen, are a person who is good at level every day."

Xiao Yan said: "I practice every day, and my goal is to become the Doudi."

Lin Dong said: "I practice every day, and my goal is to advance to the ancestral realm."

Mu Chen said: "I practice every day, and my goals are the same."

Xiao Yan said: "There is a pharmacist in my ring who knows everything, and it's even NB more than a guide."

Lin Dong said: "There is a Diao Master in my stone talisman. He knows everything, and it is even more NB than a guide."

Mu Chen said: "There is a Nine Nether Bird in my black paper, who knows everything, and is even NB than a guide."

...

Chen Fan glanced at him and his blood pressure soared.

I have to say that this generation of novels was once a wonderful memory of oneself.

"I'm a child who grew up watching Doupo since I was a child." Chen Fan nodded, but thought about it, the family spent so much money to let you come here to study, and you're so fucking novels every day.

Uncle can tolerate it, aunt can’t.

Chen Fan sat in front of the other party, "I said, look at this thing, what can you learn."

Sitting opposite, the student put down the book.

He is a man, very sloppy, with heavy glasses. He gives people a very inconspicuous feeling.

"Hello. What's wrong with this classmate?"

Chen Fan nodded, "I said you look at this. Is it useful?"

The man with glasses stood up with glasses, "You are the first person to talk to me. What's your name?"

"Chen Fan."

"Chen Fan? It seems that I have heard of you. By the way, I remember you. Are you the Chen Fan from Longcheng?"

"yes……"

The man in glasses stretched out his hand, "I'm very happy to know you. My name is Zeng Xiang."

"Zeng Xiang? I recognize you." Chen Fan said in surprise, and this strange man was found here.

"You really recognize me?"

"Yes. Just hurdle that one."

Zeng Xiang was ashamed, "My surname is not Liu, and I am not good at hurdles."

"What about climbing over the wall?"

"Nor good at it."

Chen Fan secretly regretted, "Then I must have remembered it wrong. By the way... I made a fatal mistake. The guy who hurried last time should be in his 40s now."

Zeng Xiang pushed his glasses, "That's it. I don't look like a person in my 40s."

"Well. How old are you... grandson?"

Zeng Xiang: "...You are so funny. I am only twenty-eight."

"Twenty-eight? How did you disguise yourself as fifty-eight."

Zeng Xiang: “…”

This is not surprising. He was a young man, and he was unkempt from his hair all year round. He bowed his back when he was reading, saying that he was fifty years old.

"Reading novels is a tragic generation. After rescuing, you can still return to your thirty-eight-year-old appearance."

Zeng Xiang suddenly closed the book, "I'm studying it!"

Chen Fan stopped, "You are studying? What are you studying?"

"You think I'm reading a novel."

"Isn't it?" Chen Fan looked at it, but he didn't realize that you were writing a novel.

"Actually, I am studying martial arts! I officially introduce my true identity. Beijing Wushu University, leader of the martial arts research group - Zeng Xiang!"

Chen Fan opened his mouth wide, "So you are?"

"teacher?"

"Wait. Didn't you just say you were the patriarch?"

"Yes, the leader of the martial arts research group."

"Then why are you a teacher?" Chen Fan circled around the other party and looked at him deeply.

"Two identities."

"I don't believe it." Chen Fan shook his head and said.

"How do you believe it?"

"Who is so fucking believe that a person who reads novels every day is studying martial arts."

Zeng Xiang proudly said: "Novels give readers unlimited imagination space. They are like Xiao Yan in the book."

"Can you give an example. What's wrong? It's so scary? It turns into a horse with a fighting spirit?"

"No! Let's talk about the Buddha's Angry Lotus."

Chen Fan directly cursed, "Fuck! You're crazy."

This guy was poisoned too much when reading books.

"You can scold me! But I still have to say that although the novel is fantasy and unrealistic, isn't we also working hard towards the so-called unrealistic? In unknown fields, we have been practicing, exploring, and moving forward. We have turned everything into possibility." Zeng Xiang said in a powerful and powerful way.

He looked like "No matter whether I said it right or not, I'm right?"

I heard that Chen Fan couldn't help but believe him.

"so……"

Zeng Xiang was energetic, "So I am studying the Buddha's Rage Lotus."

Chen Fan's lips trembled, and he got up and left, "Goodbye."

"Wait! Listen to me first, maybe you will be interested."

"No. I'm not interested."

"No! You will definitely be interested."

Chen Fan shook his hand and pushed the other party aside.

Zeng Xiang felt very disappointed and no one talked to him...

Chen Fan took a book, "Introduction to Martial Arts and Underground".

Hand to the librarian and register.

At this moment, the library manager reminded Chen Fan, "He is a lunatic. He is unconscious because of his failed martial arts. I really admire you for being able to chat with the lunatic for so long."

"Failed? Tell me." Chen Fan sipped the other party's cigarette.

The administrator waved his hand, "The library does not allow smoking."

Then the two walked into the toilet.

I don’t know why, the toilet is not short of popularity.

Smoking here,

Selfies are here.

"Zeng Xiang was indeed the leader of the martial arts research team. He achieved brilliant achievements and published papers that shocked the world all over the world. However, once he made mistakes in his research on martial arts, resulting in several deaths... So he was confused. In order to appease him, the principal let him go to the library."

Chen Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, "The martial arts of the dead..."

"Yes. You check it online. It happened three years ago."

Chen Fan opened Baidu and searched for "Zeng Xiang", and the news came out.
To be continued...