Interstellar Reborn: Low-key

027 Temporary class

The time was only one hour, and the rookie freshmen were in a panic. The auditorium, which was neat and quiet just now and could accommodate 1 people, suddenly became a mess.

Tang Yu was hit hard and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Cheng Wei quickly picked him up and avoided being trampled.

When Tang Yu turned his head, everyone behind him was flustered, and they were in a hurry to find the class. Tang Yu's heart sank. He didn't know whether he was bumped on purpose or not.

But with so many people, it was justifiable to be bumped, and some people also started to quarrel because of the touching of their hands and feet.

Fortunately, no stampede occurred.

This also shows that these freshmen are self-aware. If something like that really happened, it is estimated that there is no need to find a class, and the dean will directly invite them out of the First Military Academy.

Seeing such a panic scene, Cheng Wei frowned, "Where should we go?"

Tang Yu also frowned, this is a problem.

There are quite a few nobles in the First Military Academy, but more civilians, about 1:25.Regarding this situation, the child of the nobleman seemed much calmer. A very strong green-haired nobleman walked to a relatively open place, climbed up on the chair, made a trumpet shape with his hands, took a deep breath, and roared. Said: "We are the nobles of the Star King family in the imperial capital! Anyone who is willing to form a class with us, please come to my side!"

Next to the green-haired nobleman stood a very temperamental light blue-haired nobleman, surrounded by some people, apparently an agreement had been reached.

The blue-haired nobles are their elected representatives.

Some uninitiated or more casual people began to move towards them.

Seeing this, other nobles followed suit.

For a while, something like "I am XX star XX nobleman..." began to resound throughout the auditorium. With more choices, the scene began to be crowded, even though it was already very crowded.

However, not all commoners choose nobles, and some of them are more arrogant, they disdain to get close to nobles, so, in the auditorium, there is a voice, "I am an ordinary citizen of XX planet..."

The scene was very chaotic. Principal Lawrence smiled and watched the temporary classes organized in full swing below.

"Young people should be full of energy!" After saying that, he glanced at the expressionless Bai Jin from the corner of his eye.

Tang Yu and the others didn't think too much, and only selected a group of people who were relatively close to their position.

Suddenly, a broadcast came out: "Class No. [-]! Established!"

The auditorium was silent for a moment, and then the students' pace immediately quickened.

"Hurry up! It's too late!"

"Hurry up! See how much time is left?!"

"There are still 10 minutes left! You guys should go!"

The rest of the people hurriedly approached the crowd closest to them, and after a while, the announcements came out one after another: "Class No. [-]... Class No. [-]..."

Tang Yu and the others were in the seventh class, and the elected representative was a yellow-haired nobleman. Tang Yu didn't care who was the representative. Anyway, they were all responsible for running errands for the tutor, as long as it wasn't him.

Eighteen classes have been established, and only two classes are still not good.In addition to the two classes, there are several groups, about three to four hundred people.

One is a question of numbers, and the other is a question of representation.

Among the common people, there are quite a few arrogant people. They all want to be representatives. In their eyes, being a representative is an honor.

However, time will not wait for them.

"Five minutes left." The radio rang.

Those who have not yet formed a class panicked, and couldn't help but curse at the front, "Hurry up, you guys!"

"Why don't we go to another class?"

Some people thought they were running fast, so they ran towards the temporary class that had already gathered enough people. What are you talking about? !

For a while, the scene was extremely chaotic.

"It's time!" The people who failed to form the class cried. The auditorium is really too big. How can the auditorium that can accommodate 1 people not be so big?

However, this is luck, and luck is also part of strength.

The baby-faced director ignored those people and announced directly: "There are a total of nineteen classes that have been successfully formed, and our tutors are now starting to select classes."

Seeing this, those who have not yet formed a class immediately ran towards the class closest to them. Anyway, they haven't registered their names yet, so let's get closer first!And Director Babyface didn't say it couldn't be like this!

Rules are dead, people are alive!

There were quite a few people who had this kind of thought, so they started to act. The baby-faced director just raised his eyes and glanced at them, but didn't speak.

Until the nineteen tutors came out, except for the nineteen classes, there were only a scattered number of more than 100 people standing elsewhere.

"Yum wood head!" Director Babyface spat out such a sentence.

Seeing that there were many people missing around him, those people knew what they had missed.

However, they had no chance to intercede, because the guards of the First Military Academy had already come to ask them to go out.