Bookstore, in front of the door.
Ye Bei was still sitting on the wooden chair. He simply sat there and had a unique temperament, and silently watched the group of students running over.
Ye Bei's eyes were still very indifferent...
"Hey, classmate, you are already famous in our school now." The boy ran to Ye Bei and squatted down again, looking at the seven words with his eyes, his voice was frivolous.
"En." Ye Bei said lightly, not paying attention.
In the never-ending years...
Ye Bei often went to experience various occupations.
Because of his own extraordinariness, almost every time, it would cause a huge sensation. This kind of thing might not be calm when placed on others, but for Ye Bei, it seemed to be normal breathing, which was too common.
Uh?
When the boy heard Ye Bei's answer, he was taken aback.
This was different from what he imagined... this guy didn't ask what was going on instead?
