On Sunday afternoon, Bai Zhengyu habitually came to a Xinhua Bookstore next to the government compound.

This is the largest Xinhua Bookstore in Qingshan City, covering almost all books from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad.

There are four floors in the bookstore building alone, which are clearly divided according to regional classification.

It is said to be a bookstore, but people prefer to call it a bookstore.

Because the bus stop nearby is named after Xinhua Bookstore.

The first floor sells teaching aid books from primary school to high school. Bai Zhengyu took the elevator to the second floor.

In front of the display board of the bookstore on the second floor, she saw Wang Chen, who had arrived before her.

There are people who buy books in Xinhua Bookstore, and naturally there are also people who read there.

People will not be crowded when reading in the bookstore, so every weekend, many people come here to read.

But naturally, there are more students like Bai Zhengyu and others.

In this era, bookstores were still very profitable, but in later generations, due to the rise of various new entertainment methods, people's interest in reading books gradually waned. Cheng Lixue remembered that around 18 years ago, this bookstore was already in Qingshan City. Xinhua Bookstore, which has become a landmark building in people's hearts, officially announced its closure.

In fact, it is not considered bankrupt, it just moved from this prime location next to the city hall to a remote area in the suburbs.

But the scale and the number of books sold were nowhere near as large as they are now.

Moreover, when Cheng Lixue returned to Qingshan in later generations and passed by this relocated Xinhua Bookstore, there were only a few people inside, and it was no longer the grand event of the past.

"Have you found any good books?" Bai Zhengyu asked with a smile.

"Not yet, but there are indeed many new books recently." Wang Chen said.

The two left the history class next to them and walked around. Bai Zhengyu saw that many people came up from the first floor and did not stop on the second floor at all. They went directly to the third floor of the bookstore. She was a little strange and said: "In the past, the second floor Isn’t there the most people on the building? Why are they all going to the third floor now?”

"I was surprised just now. It's just that you didn't come. I was afraid that you wouldn't find me, so I didn't go to the third floor. Come on, let's go to the third floor to have a look." Wang Chen said.

"Yeah." Bai Zhengyu nodded.

The second floor has more history, suspense, and some famous novels from around the world. Therefore, in the past, the second floor had the most passenger traffic.

The two of them walked up the escalator of the bookstore and reached the third floor.

Then I saw many people queuing up to buy books at the youth literature category on the third floor.

Wang Chen also saw two classmates he had met at Wensi.

"Zhao Kai, Wang Qi, what books are you queuing up to buy?" Wang Chen stepped forward and asked.

"Spring Breeze." Zhao Kai said: "A youth literature about campus published by Jiangzhou Publishing House has been very popular recently. Everyone in my class is reading it, so I wanted to come over and buy a copy when I have time on the weekend. As a result, all the books in the bookstores near the school were sold out. I heard that they were available in the bookstore, so Wang Qi and I came over to take a look and found that they were indeed available."

"There's such a long queue. It should be a pretty good book. Zhengyu, why don't we buy two copies too?" Wang Chen came back and asked.

"Yeah." Bai Zhengyu nodded.

The two waited in line for about half an hour and then bought two copies of "Spring Breeze".

When they returned to the second floor, the two of them went shopping, and Bai Zhengyu went to the first floor to buy a few books on high school essays with perfect scores.

There will be a competition next Saturday, and these are the only two days of free time for reading. Bai Zhengyu knows how to use his time. Although the essay competition next Saturday is very important, it is obvious that he cannot use other time to read these books. .

Bai Zhengyu is going to read some excellent compositions from above, hoping to get some inspiration from them.

In fact, before school on Friday, Wang Yue asked her to ask Cheng Lixue for more advice on composition.

After all, the two contestants selected by the school this time were from their own classes. In previous years, there were almost no high school freshmen participating. They were almost all selected from the second and third years of high school, and most of them were people from the school's literary club.

Therefore, in No. 1 Middle School, there is also a saying that if you want to participate in the composition competition of No. 1 Middle School in the city, you must enter the literary club.

And this time, the two people selected by the school were obviously not from the school literary club.

Since they were all students in his own class, Wang Yue naturally wanted to be ranked higher, and with Cheng Lixue's composition score, he could obviously teach her.

But given the conflict between the two of them, it was good that Bai Zhengyu didn't kill him with a sword. How could he ask him for advice on composition?

"Have you bought it?" Wang Chen asked.

"There is still a copy of "Meditations" written by Marcus Aurelius. I forgot to look for it when I was on the second floor." Bai Zhengyu said.

"Who is Marcus Aurelius? I have never even heard of this book." Wang Chen said.

"Marco Aurelius was the only philosopher emperor in ancient Rome. This is a book written by Marcus Aurelius for himself." She smiled and said, "Actually, it's not that I want to read it. My dad asked me to buy a copy for him when he came to the bookstore."

"Have you bought yours?" Bai Zhengyu asked.

"I've bought it! I don't need to buy many books. Apart from one copy of "Spring Breeze", there is only one copy of "Little Times" by Guo Jingming." Wang Chen said with a smile.

Bai Zhengyu took a look and saw that it was the first Origami Age when he was a child. For many girls in school, many people liked this novel very much. In 2008, this book also topped the top three bestseller lists, but Bai Zhengyu I don’t really like it because the content in the novel seems too fake.

It can only satisfy the vanity of some girls with little experience. Probably many girls like the tossing and turning storylines in it, but Bai Zhengyu is not among them. Bai Zhengyu relatively likes books with richer inner worlds, so That’s why she likes Haruki Murakami’s works so much.

In addition, I also like "One Hundred Years of Solitude", "Besieged", "Rashomon" and "Human Weaknesses" very much.

In her opinion, if a book can enrich one's inner world, it is definitely a good book.

"Then you sit aside and wait for a while while I look for this book." Bai Zhengyu said.

"Okay." Wang Chen smiled.

Bai Zhengyu turned around and went to the second floor.

When they reached the second floor of Xinhua Bookstore, Cheng Lixue separated from Zhou Hong and others.

This group of people dragged him to Xinhua Bookstore to buy "Spring Breeze". Cheng Lixue didn't want to come. Not to mention that "Spring Breeze" was written by himself. The first volume of "Spring Breeze" was at his home, but he really couldn't stand this group of people. After being pushed hard and hard, Cheng Lixue had no choice but to follow.

They went to the third floor to queue up to buy "Spring Breeze", while Cheng Lixue browsed the bookshelves on the second floor.

This is really the fragrance of books and ink. Walking through major books at home and abroad, both ancient and modern, Cheng Lixue felt his whole person calm down.

Cheng Lixue stopped in front of a book. In 2008, the Central Compilation and Translation Publishing House published a book called "Meditations", which became the best-selling champion that year.

In later generations, Cheng Lixue often wanted to calm down and take a look at how good this book was, which He Hongyuan said was written by a person nearly two thousand years ago. In another two thousand years, people will definitely read it.

It’s just that I never picked it up and read it until I was reborn, but now I have a lot of time to read this masterpiece.

In fact, "Meditations" is highly rated.

In 1992, I asked Clinton which book, other than the Bible, had the greatest influence on him. He pondered for a moment and replied: "The Meditations of Marcus Aurelius." —October 1998,

Gary Wells, The New York Review of Books.
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