The October autumn wind gradually turned cold, with fallen leaves swirling down, laying a golden carpet on the campus walkways, crunching underfoot.
Students on the verge of being late clutched their books and sprinted down the road, "Oh crap, hurry up! If we're any later, we won't even have seats!"
"You really think there'll be seats for Rong Zhi's class?" another female student, following behind and out of breath, had to stop for a second to catch her breath. When she raised her head again, she saw her roommate vanishing into the distance, leaving her with the image of a fast-retreating back.
"Hey, wait for me!"
It was well-known that the courses at Jing University's Mechanics Department were hard to get into and always full, among them, the few classes taught by Rong Zhi were the hardest to get into, with every seat filled.
Some who couldn't find seats but still wanted to attend had to accept crouching in the aisles and the remaining open spaces to listen.
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