Back to his seat, take out the textbook, the teacher has begun to continue to lecture, Ann to Mo but how can not be at ease.

Because since she appeared at the door of the classroom, all the students' eyes fell on her, those eyes... Like wolves!

An Yimo feels that he is like a little white rabbit who breaks into the wolves by mistake. Even if he lowers his head, he can't ignore the sight of the students.

"Well, concentrate on class!" Or the teacher saw an Yimo's embarrassment and yelled.

Finally, the sight of the students is not so blatant.

An Yimo gave the teacher a grateful look, and then saw the teacher almost jumped up, and then pretended to have nothing to do to continue the class.

An Yimo bowed his head in embarrassment.

In such an atmosphere, I really can't have a good class. I thought about the registration window on the school website that uncle guard said.

Simply put the textbook up, and then quietly take out the mobile phone, hanging his head in the middle of the textbook to play with the mobile phone.

In the process, Ann didn't worry at all.

I believe that even if the teacher saw her playing with her mobile phone, she would turn a blind eye.

Smoothly enter the school website, do not look carefully, in the middle of the website is the registration window.

The number of applicants shown above.

Seeing the numbers above, an Yimo's pupils are enlarged.

Quietly counting in my heart.

One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million

More than five million people!!

No... how come there are so many?

The charm of Gongming night is really great

Tut tut!

An with Mo small jealousy for a while, the palace night has nothing to do with want to grow so handsome, provoked so many peach blossom!

Moreover, further down, is the number of transfer enrollment.

There will be tens of millions of people!!

With so many people, it's impossible for the school to accept them all.

Sure enough, if you drag it down, it's just a matter of attention.

——Note: due to the large number of applicants, our school has decided to use the examination method to decide whether the students will stay or not. 10000 students will be transferred to each grade and 20000 new students will be selected. Charity is preferred.

"My God!" Ann breathed out in surprise and jumped up from her seat.

For a moment, the whole classroom became silent.

When an Yimo reacts, she finds that her teachers and classmates are staring at her, and she

It's looking down on everyone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." An Yimo quickly bows down to apologize.

"An Yimo, have a good class." The teacher just said, "sit down."

Ann sat down and pretended to ignore the seemingly absent eyes around her. She looked at the teacher on the platform and seemed to listen carefully.

In fact

All she thinks about is what she sees on the school website.

Even if the number of new students who signed up and transferred to other schools was dozens of times more than she thought, it just shocked her.

Most let her put on the heart, is the school regulations.

It is a problem to choose tens of thousands of students to be part of the school.

How big the school is and how many students it can have, Ann Yimo is not unclear. Now all the classrooms are full.

You know, even so, there are less than 10000 students in the school now.

Where are the tens of thousands more students in the new semester?

Only by expanding the school area and building new teaching buildings can we choose this road.

It takes money, a lot of money!!