Tan Xi had watched zombie movies too. The scene before him looked like a zombie outbreak, with crowds pouring in through both the front and back doors!
With a rumble, the students originally in the classroom moved too, surging toward the front rows to seize seats!
Tan Xi's face turned livid as he stared at his students in disbelief, heartbroken by the feeling that everyone had turned against him!
The mighty flow of people continued pouring in, rapidly filling every seat. Some had even come prepared, carrying little stools and folding seats as they began claiming spots in the aisles. In just two short minutes, even the aisles were full!
Tan Xi was so furious he nearly fainted!
How was this possible?
How could Song He's class possibly have this many people?
The class was already full, yet so many more had come to listen!
Afraid he might pass out on the floor, he hurriedly gathered his books and prepared to leave the classroom. But when he reached the door, he found he couldn't get out. There was at least a whole company of people in the corridor, heads packed together like boiling porridge, denser than mosquitoes by a river in summer.
The students in the corridor chattered away:
"Holy crap, where did all these people come from?!"
"Auditing students, don't take the seats! The students who registered haven't even gotten inside yet!"
"This is ridiculous! My intestines are practically being squeezed out!"
"What are we supposed to do? I worked so hard to register and get selected. I can't stand in the corridor, can I?"
Tan Xi put on the authority of a teacher, preparing to coldly order the students at the door to make way.
He had just reached the doorway and was about to berate everyone when