"Why?" Wei Qingfan raised his eyebrows at Cao Ze with a smile.

Cao Ze wanted to speak but stopped, then he seemed to think of something and asked in confusion: "How did you write it down? You can write it down in a moment?"

"If you read too many books, that's it."

Wei Qingfan picked up the paper and was about to pinch it into a ball and throw it into a trash can. Cao Ze reached out to grab it, and chuckled at him, "Let me see it again, look again."

“…”

Wei Qingfan was speechless, "You won't go find it yourself?"

Cao Ze ignored it, put the paper in his pocket, his eyes wandered left and right, and asked in a low voice: "Where is your book?"

"What book?"

"Or what do you think?"

“…”

Wei Qingfan was really helpless, "The library has been returned and I want to see him borrow it."

"What's the name?"

"Water Margin and Dream of Red Mansions."

"Four Great Classics?"

Cao Ze exclaimed, "Damn, there is such a thing in the four great classics? No wonder it is a classic..."

He then wondered: "I have watched the TV series "Water Margin" and I have also watched a little TV series "Red Building". Why is there no such plot?"

"It's been deleted, so what's the question?"

“It makes sense.”

Cao Ze nodded, "Then I will buy it tomorrow. This kind of classic work is worth collecting."

"The son can teach."

Wei Qingfan patted his shoulder, "Study hard, it makes sense for the ancients to say, 'There is a beauty in the book,'"
Chapter completed!