Follow Suit
"Surely I am not dreaming, am I?" The office worker rubbed his eyes and yelled from his mouth.
"These guys seem to be students from Peking University... and they called this person Master?"
That office worker kept turning around and looked at Ye Bei and look at the students.
Similar to him, some passers-by who were watching the excitement nearby also cast their curious eyes.
However, in the blink of an eye, the door of the bookstore was surrounded by a group of students.
All the passers-by were blocked outside so they couldn't see the situation inside.
However, they could still judge the general things.
"These students are all crazy, right? They don't study well but they ran out to find a fortune-teller instead?" An office worker uncle touched his chin. He also swallowed his saliva fiercely and rubbed his eyes vigorously from time to time.