Ouyang Rong checked the knots one last time, licked his chapped lips, and with a "whoosh," bounced up onto the lotus platform.,In the pitch-blackness where moonlight did not reach, three shadowy figures were indistinctly scattered.,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"。