| classification:Science fiction |
| author:Yang Xiaorong |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-29 17:35:49) |
“Stop beating around the bush.” He stroked his beard, shifting into a cross-legged position and moving a distance away from Ou Yang Rong. “Kind words are useless for damned souls. Great compassion doesn't reach those who reject it.”,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.,Ou Yang Rong was originally a postgraduate entrance exam candidate for World War II. As the exam neared, while lurking in a small group called "Gentlemen's Postgraduate Entrance Examination Group (Females Not Allowed)", he heard from group members that there was an East Lin Temple in the suburbs. It was very skilled in both passing the postgraduate entrance examination and praying for love. Every year, many people from all over the country came to fulfill their vows...。