The commotion was too sudden, and even Comrade Zuoshan Diao couldn't control it for a moment.
Those left at the scene were in a panicked disarray, hugging their heads and screaming, tears streaming as they scattered wildly.
In the classroom, the sounds of collisions with tables, chairs, and benches echoed constantly, along with the sounds of people bumping into each other, as if they were running for their lives.
"Aaaaah! Don't touch me!"
"Ah! Who did I bump into?! Who bumped into me?!"
"Help! There's something here!"
"Who?! Who's pulling my clothes, trying to strangle me!"
"My shoe! Ow! That's not an arm, it's a belt!"
Song Xi and Yu Kuang huddled closely together, extending the light tube to shine on them.
Yu Xia closed her eyes, curled up under the desk, holding Shu Ran tightly.
Not far away, Wei Yaoyao jumped onto a desk, left with only one shoe, standing there with her neck tucked in, trembling.
