"Ring ring ring—"
The class bell rang.
Right on time, the elective class's classroom was already fully occupied.
Dean Huang Zhizhong sat in the first row, realizing that Sheng Yiweng was not exaggerating; if this pattern continued, there would indeed be no seat left in the elective class's classroom.
Students entered the classroom one after another. It wasn't hard for them to notice Dean Huang Zhizhong seated in the front row, and they all politely nodded to him before sitting down in the class. Their expressions were serious and attentive, but they appeared energetic and particularly disciplined, making this class considerably different from others.
