Chapter 11 Want to Become My Disciple? Then Kowtow First!

The next day, the morning light was dim.

Qin Yang got up early and could not wait to go out and rush to the library to punch in for work.

Now this library is like a treasure house for him.

He can go to work when he has nothing to do, do some work, and improve his strength by lying down.

It is so comfortable!

Where can I find such a good job?

However, just as Qin Yang arrived at the door of the library, he suddenly heard a message from his mobile phone.

He took it out and looked at it.

It was a group message about the manager in the work group.

[Everyone come to the conference room as soon as possible to hold an emergency meeting! The owner of the library is here! ]

The eye-catching message made Qin Yang stunned for a moment.

Why is the owner of the library here?

In his impression, the owner has always been a mysterious figure.

Now he is here in person, I am afraid there is something important to explain!

Thinking of this, Qin Yang did not hesitate.

He immediately got up and rushed to the large conference room of the library.

….

At this moment, the large conference room that can accommodate hundreds of people is already crowded with people and noisy, and all the staff are gathered together.

Qin Yang lowered his head silently, walked into the room as usual, and found an inconspicuous corner to stay.

After sitting down, he looked up at the podium.

I saw a middle-aged man in a neat suit standing there, with slightly frosted temples, revealing a gentle and elegant bookish atmosphere, and his every move was graceful and decent.

But even so, there is still some uncontrollable star power escaping.

"This is..."

Qin Yang stared at the curator on the stage, feeling a little surprised.

Even if the other party's strength is well concealed, it can't escape his judgment.

The curator is really a master of the innate realm? !

But on second thought, this is normal.

A place like Jianghai City Library, which hides countless martial arts books used for cultivation, naturally needs a strong person to sit in charge.

After all the staff members arrived,

The curator on the stage put his right fist to his mouth and coughed lightly:

"Everyone, be quiet."

The bright and gentle voice came out, and although the volume was not loud, it drowned out the noise made by everyone.

The people present were silent for a moment.

After seeing the atmosphere calm, the curator continued:

"Very good, be quiet, I don't intend to take up too much of your time today, I just want to give you a few words of advice."

"Recently, treat those who come into the library to read books with more respect, and never neglect them, especially some unfamiliar elderly people you have never seen, you must pay special attention, and you must not be slack at all..."

Next, most of the things he explained were about the attitude of the staff.

In the meeting room, everyone nodded and listened carefully to the curator's instructions.

For fear of missing anything.

Everyone's expression was very nervous, as serious as facing a great enemy.

Seeing everyone in this state.

Qin Yang, who was sitting in his seat, was immediately confused.

What's going on?

Why are they all so serious today?

Could it be that someone from above is going to come down for inspection recently? !

Just as Qin Yang was thinking about it, the short morning meeting passed in a flash and soon came to an end.

"Okay, everyone, I have finished what I want to say. Thank you for your hard work during these special days."

The owner glanced at everyone present and said calmly: "You should go back to your respective posts and do what I just told you."

With the owner's order, everyone stood up and left their seats and began to leave the meeting room.

Qin Yang followed behind everyone, still maintaining his usual state.

However.

Just as he passed under the podium.

The owner on the podium raised his eyebrows slightly.

Staring at Qin Yang's back, he was stunned for a moment.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a special temperament from Qin Yang.

Is it an illusion?

The manager on the side saw the situation and quickly came to the owner's side and whispered:

"Master... Is there anything wrong with that young man?"

"No, I just feel that he is a little special."

The owner shook his head and asked with a little curiosity: "When did he come to the museum? Why don't I have any impression?"

"It's normal not to have any impression, Master. This young man is new and has only been working for a few months. He hasn't even passed the probation period yet."

The manager frowned and thought for a while, and added: "He has low talent and nothing outstanding."

"Is that so..."

Hearing this, the owner nodded, and didn't take it to heart anymore, but just praised: "The young man is quite handsome."

After all, this world is ultimately based on strength, and no matter how handsome you are, you can't eat.

The measure of strength is still based on how many star beasts you hunt.

………..

After leaving the meeting room.

Qin Yang felt the gazes behind him disappear, and he heaved a sigh of relief.

He also felt the gazes from the owner just now.

However, with the protection of the Xiantian Realm, he could conceal his own strength, so he didn't care.

What Qin Yang didn't expect was that.

The owner's intuition was so sharp that he could feel something was wrong just by passing by!

"This world is still too dangerous. I have to be more low-key in the future."

Thinking of this, Qin Yang walked quickly to the library and prepared to start work.

Unexpectedly, at this time.

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"Wait for me, Lao Qin!"

Qin Yang looked back and saw an old acquaintance.

It was Xia He!

"What are you thinking about, kid? You're running so fast? The meeting room wanted to call you just now, but I didn't catch up."

Xia He trotted to Qin Yang's side and said breathlessly.

"I said I was in a hurry to go to work, do you believe me?"

Qin Yang smiled and said nonsense.

"Forget it, you are a dull guy every day. I think you want to meet that sword master by chance?"

Xia He rolled his eyes and said, "You want to improve too much!"

"What sword master?"

Hearing this, Qin Yang was stunned and said in surprise, "What nonsense are you talking about here?"

"Are you pretending to be stupid with your buddies? I told you to go to Bai Jinhan but you didn't go... and now you don't even know such a big thing? Just look at the news yourself, this morning's hot search is all about this!"

As he said, Xia He took out his mobile phone and sent a few links to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang opened the link and took a look.

On the interface of the first hot search, a picture of a broken mountain was prominently placed.

The familiar scene made Qin Yang stunned and secretly surprised.

Isn't this the mountain I cut off last night?

It's on the trending search?

Seeing the surprise on Qin Yang's face, Xia He thought he was scared, and couldn't help but explain confidently:

"You don't know, kid, last night a mountain in the suburbs was cut off by a sword. Now everyone is discussing it. I don't know which sword master is here.

Now the matter has been spread a long time ago. The owner of the hall held a meeting because he was afraid that we would offend this master."

As he said this, Xia He was filled with emotion and sighed, "It would be great if I could worship this master as my teacher. This sword that cut off the mountain is so cool!"

There was deep envy in his tone.

Hearing this, Qin Yang looked strange and teased, "Want to worship me? Kowtow to me first."