Chapter 3 (1/2)

”Ah! It's over. I'm going to be late! ”

A frightened voice rings out. Ye Sheng opens his eyes and hears two thousand ghosts crying and wolves howling. It's not good to cry in secret!

”Wenya, why didn't you wake us up today?”

”Two goods! Wenya asked for leave to go home yesterday! ”

This shows how terrible habits are.

Gentle in, this more than a year, we are even lazy to set the alarm clock.

Xiaofei turned over, closed her eyes and said lazily, ”remember to answer for me.”

Two thousand Shit, this is old paper's line! ”

so that only Ye Sheng went to class alone and went out of the door, she remembered that today was the legendary Shuai professor's class!

S College of art is famous for its ”mysterious and strange” teaching building like a fortress. It is said that if outsiders come in, they will not be able to come out without our staff.

It is said that there are still people who have been walking in it for a year before they come out.

In this regard, two thousand sniffed, not tired to death, but also starved to death.

Ye Sheng seconded.

Ye Sheng is a road maniac. He just follows them in every class. This is a new class. It took him ten minutes to get to the classroom.

Twelve minutes have passed since class time

Ye Sheng smiles bitterly, takes a deep breath and knocks on the door

Today is a big class for three director classes. Even though she is psychologically prepared, she is still stunned when she sees a classroom full of students and even has no spare seats.

If I remember correctly, the total number of the three classes is only 60.

This big classroom can accommodate at least 100 people. Except for those who skip classes like Xiaofei and 2000, there are no more than 50 people at most!

Where did the other half come from?

Ye Sheng doesn't care to think so much. He plans to sneak in quietly. After all, he used to do this every time he was late.