Finally, Xiang Yu was in a good mood and felt that the sun was brighter today than usual. He wandered around the room and chatted with Song Yanbai without saying a word. Although Song Yanbai ignored him, he was also very happy to talk to himself.

"Sister, I thought you said you didn't have a room to lie to me. It turns out that your room is used as a study room!"

Song Yanbai was nestled on the sofa and read a magazine. He looked up at Xiang Yu who was leaning against the door frame of the study room. He felt a little funny. The boy laughed and said, "Why am I lying to you? If there is a room, I will definitely not let you sleep on the sofa."

"It's okay, even if there is a room, as long as you let me sleep on the sofa, I promise not to climb onto the bed! I promise to be obedient!" A wolf answered obediently, "But your study is too spectacular, it's enough to be a small library. Is it specially designed?"

"Well, several walls were removed."

Song Yanbai didn't have many clothes, bags, cosmetics, snacks, and the most common one was books. So when someone was invited to do interior design, more than half of the area in the house was left for the study room. Such a large house was left for two rooms, one for Song Yanbai and the other for Song's parents. Although Song's parents could not live for a few days a year, their things were placed in the room, so it was not easy for others to live there.

"Sister, can I go in and take a look?"

Before Song Yanbai could speak, Xiang Yu immediately added, "Please keep moving the computer and the bookshelf on the left!"

Song Yanbai nodded, and inexplicably thought this big boy was a bit cute.

No one talked to him, Song Yanbai could finally drink tea quietly and read the magazine, but before reading two pages of the magazine, someone rushed out in shock - "Sister, sister!"

"Damn you? What are you shouting?"

"Sister, how could you have this!"

Xiang Yu held a book called "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" and sat next to Song Yanbai, almost pasting the book on Song Yanbai's face.

Song Yanbai moved his butt in disgust, opened the distance between the two of them, glanced at the book in Xiang Yu's hand, "Why can't I have this?"

This book is the first historical novel published by Xibai and also Xibai's famous work. Although Song Yanbai now looks at this book and feels that the writing style is a bit immature and the foreshadowing is not exciting enough, and the entire storyline is still worth pondering, it was already a rare good book at that time.

"This is the first version! There are only 10,000 copies in total! I have bought it for several years but haven't bought it!"

Song Yanbai blinked, a little puzzled, "Are there still many reprints?"

"Can that be the same?"

"Uh...is there any difference?"

"The reprint is for reading. This edition is for collection. I have the first edition of all Xibai's books, and I just have this book "Thousand Miles and Mountains". My friend has one, and he doesn't sell it if I give him 50,000 yuan. This is not the most terrifying. The most terrifying book is basically impossible to find now, no one is available at all, and even if you have money, you can't find anyone to buy it!" Xiang Yu said while flipping through the book in his hand, as if he was holding a treasure in his hand.

Song Yanbai's mouth twitched, and bought a book priced at 25 yuan for 50,000 yuan?! Is it such an exaggeration?

Xiang Yu carefully flipped through the book in his hand and sighed, "It's worthy of being my sister. Even the taste of reading is as similar to mine. It's good..."

Song Yanbai rolled his eyes. He really wanted a magazine to hit this guy. Who is your sister? Who looks like you! What a good ghost!

"But to be honest, you should be a fan of Xibai. I see that you have all the books he published, and they are all the first editions."

“…It’s okay.”

Song Yanbai took a sip of tea. Before all the novels were released, the publisher would give him a sample book. Anyway, there were empty spaces on the bookshelf, so Song Yanbai stuffed them into the bookshelf and could also be used as a souvenir. After all, in Song Yanbai's eyes, every book is his own child.

"sister!"

Xiang Yu grabbed Song Yanbai's hand again and shook a lot of tea from Song Yanbai's hand.

"What are you doing..."

Song Yanbai was covered in black thread and pulled a piece of paper to wipe his hands silently. I wonder if it was because he was old, Song Yanbai always felt that this brat was shocked and almost scared his heart disease.

"You can read Xibai's books, but you must not like him, do you know!"

"Why?"

"Because I..." Xiang Yu forced himself to blurt out his words, and paused for a few seconds to change his mouth, "Because I am a fan of Xibai, I don't allow others to like my idol!"

Song Yanbai swallowed, looked at Xiang Yu in front of him and shook his head, "You are not a fool, are you?"

"I don't care. I'm just a fool. You just can't like him anyway!"

Song Yanbai touched Xiang Yu's head, "Child, buy more pig brains by buying vegetables."

"Hmm?" Xiang Yu blinked his eyes, looking confused, "Sister, do you like to eat pig brains? Do you want to eat cooked or roasted? I'll buy it later!"

Song Yanbai took away the book from Xiang Yu's hand, stood up, and touched the back of Xiang Yu's head, "I won't eat anymore, you can eat more to replenish your brain."

Song Yanbai felt that he was old and could not communicate with young people like Xiang Yu, but when he remembered that he had a fan of Xiang Yu with a very smart mind, Song Yanbai was still a little happy. It turned out that he was really a young man and a man and a woman, and even a little illiterate idiot could successfully capture it.

Xiang Yu watched Song Yanbai enter the study room, looked down at his empty hands, and sat on the sofa with a little disappointed feeling.

Yan Yan, do you like someone like Xibai? The person who can write such a thrilling and thrilling story should not be able to compare with him...

If you like a man like Xibai who has temperament, connotation, mature and steady, then do I still have a chance?

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A little novice: Don’t think about it, there is no chance.

A wolf cried in the corner...

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!