thefictionvixens Chapter 333○|￣|_
Chapter 333○|￣|_
Chapter 333 ○|￣|_
(The reason for the long period of time without updating can be found at the end of this chapter)
This is a spin-off, and the timeline is the library period.
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"Rolandlan~~~"
"What the hell is wrong with you (urban swear words)?!"
The door to the general floor was suddenly pushed open, followed by Hualin's lazy voice: "Hey~ I have nothing to do, so I came to play with you."
"Nothing to do? Have you completed the task assigned to you by the curator?" Without looking at Hualin, Roland continued with his work and asked, "Or are you planning to come here to help me with my work?"
"Da ga, oral wa lu."
"what?"
Roland raised his head when he heard this and looked at Hualin as if he were a fool: "Then don't tell me you are here to make trouble, because I am busy."
"Who do you think I am?" Hualin took a chair and sat opposite Roland. He took out a piece of pudding and asked, "Want some? Green tea flavor."
"Green tea? Why did I think of black tea..." Glancing at the green pudding in Hualin's hand, Roland was not polite and directly reached out to take it, "Thank you, so you came here just to give me a pudding."
"You eat, and we'll talk while we eat."
"Okay...Ah!!! Ha~hiss~~~ah!" Roland scooped a full spoonful of pudding in one go, but found something wrong after putting it in.
"How come this (urban swear word) is...hiss~ (slurp) mustard!" Roland threw the remaining pudding on the table, grabbed Hualin by the collar and asked, "What do you want to do, kid?!"
"Did you taste only mustard?"
"What do you mean?"
"Um... just asking."
"?"
Before he had time to think about it, Roland realized that his limbs suddenly felt a little weak, and his eyelids became heavy.
In a daze, I seemed to hear Hualin saying something like "it takes a long time" and "the dosage needs to be adjusted".
"So... can you explain what you are doing?" Angela appeared quietly beside Hualin and waved her hand to signal the stunned assistant librarian to continue working. "I need a proper explanation, otherwise you will finish Roland's work for him."
"...to get him to stop drinking, do you believe it?"
"...What a lunatic."
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"Hmm... I'm so thirsty. I really want a sip of beer. The carbonated bubbles melting on the tip of my tongue and the refreshing feeling in my throat. I want it."
"Sure, but you've already been given medicine by me, do you dare to drink?"
"Mmm!"
Hearing Hualin's words, Roland's chaotic mind immediately cleared up. He sat up straight and looked at Hualin who was sorting books beside him and asked, "Hey, you are kidding me, right?"
"Guess why you've been sleeping until now?" Hualin didn't answer Roland's question directly. He just raised his eyebrows and asked, "Just a random guess. If there's no mustard-flavored pudding, then guess what the mustard flavor is used to cover up?"
"you you you......"
"Next, do you dare to drink?" Ignoring Roland's horrified expression, Hualin directly threw a bottle of beer at him, "Do you think it's difficult for me to make a medicine that doesn't allow drinking?"
"..."
Roland said nothing, but just stared at the pull ring on the beer can in a daze.
"Is that what the curator meant?"
"Not at first, but later on."
"Hmm? What do you mean 'not at first'? Could it be that your original intention was not this?"
"Well, at first I was itching to try it out, so I thought about trying some sleeping pills or something. But since my hands were a little new, there was always a bitter taste, so I just added some mustard, and tried the medicine while trying to trick people."
"So you came to me?"
"Yeah, after all, good brothers are meant to be tricked."
"...So I can drink, right?"
After saying that, Roland stretched out his hand to open the beer, but when he pulled the pull ring, Hualin grabbed Roland's hand that was about to open the beer.
"Do you want to think about why I said 'later on'?"
"You're really sweet?!"
"I didn't expect that." Hualin shrugged and explained helplessly, "I had just knocked you down when Angela came over. She asked me what I was doing. I said I was helping you quit drinking. I don't know what I was thinking at the time. You were still lying on the ground. It was so fake."
"so......"
"So in order to prove that I was helping you quit drinking, I had to drug you."
"......"
"Oh, right." Noticing that Roland's face had turned black with anger, Hualin continued, "The medicine is quite strong. For your own safety, don't drink alcohol for a month after taking it. Not even a drop."
"Even though Angela said before that we wouldn't die as long as she wanted, the series of reactions caused by the poisoning are still very uncomfortable."
“Hua Lin!!!”
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"Tell me the truth, what have you done? The whole library heard Roland's voice." Angela looked at Hualin who had taken refuge on the literature floor and asked with a headache, "I don't want him to be angry because of your childish act of graffiti on his face."
"It's unfair, Mr. Director. I honestly helped him quit drinking, and I did it for his own good, but he didn't appreciate it and even slandered me..."
"Don't do this to me, tell me the truth, what happened."
"Oh, I just told him not to drink for a month, and that's what he did."
"No drinking for a month? What kind of medicine did Mr. Hualin give Mr. Roland?" After hearing what Hualin said, Hod at the side couldn't help but become curious, "But if Mr. Roland can't drink for a month, he must be in a bad mood."
"I was just kidding him. Actually, the ceftriaxone only lasts for one week. After that, he can drink as much as he wants."
"...Roland is so lucky to have a friend like you."
"Hey, thanks for the compliment."
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I'm very sorry for having delayed the update until now, and I'm speechless when I hear the reason.
This thing dates back to winter vacation.
During the winter vacation, I stored more than twenty chapters of manuscripts on my computer, thinking that since there would be many classes at the beginning of the semester, I would try to finish them in March or April.
As a result, on a Sunday at the end of February, the computer broke down.
At first I went to a computer store in the university town to get it repaired. The boss said to check it out and it might be a CPU problem.
The next day, which was Monday, the boss called and said the CPU was burnt out and could be repaired, but I had to wait a week.
Then I waited stupidly for a week.
At that time, I thought it would only take a week, and I would use the computer to update it after a week.
But who could have thought that a week later the computer store owner went from being confident to being ambiguous.
Then I waited another week and it still wasn't fixed.
I thought about re-typing the manuscript, but I didn't dare to write it because I was afraid that it would be different from the manuscript I had saved. After all, it has been more than a month, and I can't remember some things clearly. I am afraid that the manuscript I saved will become a waste after the computer is repaired.
As a result, two weeks after school started, the computer still didn't work, so I contacted my family and sent it home to have someone I knew fix it.
In the end, I don’t know how it was done, but two messages were sent back - one good news and one bad news.
The good news is easy to guess. The computer will be repaired in as little as a month.
The bad news is that except for the basic system files, almost everything on the computer is gone.
Although I don't know what's gone, I know that my E drive (which I added myself) is empty, and my D drive is basically empty, and the remaining C drive has more than half of its space.
To be honest, when I turned on my computer and found that my lock screen wallpaper was the default wallpaper, I realized something was wrong. Then, the lock screen password disappeared and was replaced by an empty computer desktop.
Very good, nothing more.
Manuscripts, steam, penguins, green bubbles, all gone.
At that time, I even wanted to climb to the rooftop of the school laboratory building.
But life must go on, and now that things have come to this, let’s eat first… (crossed out) Let’s go and update the extra chapter first.