Ouyang Rong scanned the three people with their peculiar attire again, no matter how he looked at them, he felt that they didn't look like those taking the postgraduate entrance examination. But he still couldn't help but mutter: "Aren't you going out",As the postgraduate hopeful was about to throw another dice, his body suddenly stiffened. He lowered his eyes and silently looked down at himself, noticing the unfamiliar Confucian robe he had always tried to ignore.,Ouyang Rong hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself.。
