204: Chapter 204: You tell me, what should we do?
204: Chapter 204: You tell me, what should we do?
“Fuck, how is this possible!”
A group of people’s eyeballs nearly popped out.
Even Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan were quite shocked.
Especially Ye Xuan, she was fully aware of Zhang Fan’s scores, seven hundred and forty-seven, just three points short of the total score.
And, it was very likely, those three points were deducted from the Chinese essay.
So, does that mean he got full marks in all the other subjects?
“Impossible, absolutely impossible, this guy cheated.” Wu Ji’s face was extremely red, his eyes nearly one-third larger than usual.
“Exactly, it’s absolutely impossible.”
Whether it was people from Second High or First High, they all screamed in disbelief.
Damn, first place?
Fuck, seven hundred and forty-seven points?
Meanwhile, someone immediately went to the school forum and posted Zhang Fan’s score.
A bunch of people who didn’t have time to come to the fifth floor were dumbfounded.
“Shit, that can’t be!”
Cries of dismay echoed, especially from the group that had been ready to mock Zhang Fan; they almost bit their own tongues.
Damn, is this a dream?
How could Zhang Fan, of all people, achieve such a score?
“Heavens, Zhang Fan is so handsome.”
The girls at school were already interested in Zhang Fan, and when the news broke, many of their hearts were immediately captured.
Yang Haochen’s live streaming room was filled with rockets and 666!
“Nothing more to say, to celebrate Brother Fan and his two ladies taking the top three, here’s twenty rockets to go.”
“Scared me to death.
I thought Brother Fan fighting and slapping faces was cool enough, but man, I admit my defeat.”
“Hahaha, when has Brother Fan ever let us down?
Humph, my big knife is already thirsting for action.”
“GTFO from upstairs, Brother Fan is not gay, stop fantasizing.”
“…What does this have to do with being gay?”
Just as everyone was questioning Zhang Fan’s score, Zhang Fan had already stood up.
“Bro, is it you who said you’d eat the table?” Zhang Fan walked over to the guy who had spoken earlier, bent down, and with his hand shaped like a knife, chopped down fiercely on the table.
“Boom!”
The table collapsed instantly, and the metal plate on top was warped out of shape.
The sudden scene left everyone stunned.
Fuck, a palm strike that smashes a metal table?
No fucking way!
In the live streaming room, people were already stunned into silence.
Especially that intense visual moment when the table collapsed made it hard for them to breathe.
“Brother Fan is this fierce?”
“Holy shit, you must be new here, haven’t you ever seen Brother Fan in action?”
“Can’t do this anymore, I can’t go on watching Brother Fan; I’m afraid I’ll only want to marry him in this life.”
“…Please be kind to animals, do not torture the single dogs.”
Zhang Fan didn’t pay attention to these people’s stares and bent down, grabbing the table leg and with a forceful yank.
“Crack!”
The table leg was instantly torn off by him.
“Come on, buddy, to accommodate you, let me treat you to a ‘leg’.” Zhang Fan said with a wicked smile, though his eyes were as cold as eternal ice.
“Hahaha, fuck, treat you to a ‘leg’?
Your mom, it’s a table leg, bro!”
“I can’t even, Fan-ge is invincible.
‘Let me treat you to a leg’, this guy probably won’t touch ‘legs’ for the rest of his life.”
“Someone calculate the area of this brother’s psychological shadow.”
“Yo, buddy, you’re making it hard for me, aren’t you?
Aren’t you giving me face here?
Come on, don’t be scared, I’ll feed you.” As he spoke, Zhang Fan pinned the guy’s shoulder down, swinging the table leg in his hand.
“Zhang Fan!
What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Wu Ji roared in anger.
Damn it, this guy was actually threatening the students from the second school; how could this be tolerated?
“Heh, Baldie, shouldn’t you be rolling out of here according to our bet?
Or, do you wanna ‘eat a leg’ too?” Zhang Fan brandished the table leg, his expression threatening as he eyed Wu Ji.
This guy, losing and still so arrogant, do you really think I won’t lay a hand on you?
Wu Ji’s face stiffened then he burst into laughter.
“Kid, just you, scoring first place in the school—definitely cheated.
What makes you think you can tell me to fuck off?” Wu Ji said, then promptly turned to Zhou Jie, “I strongly demand to check the surveillance footage.
How could this brat get such high scores?
Even our teachers couldn’t score higher than him on these questions.”
“And, I suspect you guys from the first school have pulled some tricks.
Even for the Chinese essay, there’s no way you can lose only three points.”
Wu Ji continued, as if suddenly remembering something, “If I remember correctly, aside from Chinese, this kid hasn’t spent more than thirty minutes on any subject, right?”
A group of people from the second school immediately echoed the sentiment.
“Yeah, thirty minutes, how could that be possible?
Even the second-placer Zhang Xiaoyuan spent two hours on math and the science composite before putting down her pen.”
“Old Zhou, don’t tell me you’ve favored our second school first,” Zhang Hua asked in disbelief.
Watching the bunch from the second school casting doubt, Zhou Jie really felt like washing his hands of it and letting Zhang Fan beat these sons of bitches to death.
“The grading process this time was done through sealed grading.
After grading was finished, we did the scoring first, then handed it over to your people to tally, and finally both sides combined the overall scores.
If there was a discrepancy, both sides’ teachers would be notified for a review.
Tell me, how could we have cheated?” Zhou Jie said coldly.
Immediately, Zhang Hua fell silent too.
The recent test was taken very seriously by both the first and second schools, especially for the exchange class’s papers, which were graded multiple times before arriving at the final scores.
Since the end of the exams yesterday, he and teachers like Zhou Jie had been present the whole time; any alteration of scores was impossible.
“Humph, got nothing to say now, do you?” Zhou Jie scoffed.
Although he too found it hard to believe that Zhang Fan’s results could be so extraordinary, everything from the setting of the questions to the tallying of the scores was absolutely confidential, and Zhang Fan had handed in his papers way ahead of time, there was no room for errors.
That’s exactly why Zhou Jie was even more shocked.
Could it be that Zhang Fan had been pretending since freshman year?
Damn it, how could someone not care about grades to this extent?
Was it all just to slap Wu Ji and his gang in the face right now?
Instantly, Zhou Jie’s face took on a mocking look.
“Anyway, I don’t believe it.
Zhang Fan’s grades have always been at the bottom of the entire grade.
Why has he suddenly become so strong now?” Wu Ji argued heatedly.
Zhang Fan smirked coldly and then turned his gaze to Zhang Hua, “Old Zhang, you say, what should we do?
I am taking the bet very seriously.
After all, I’m staking my dignity on this.”
Zhang Hua glanced at Wu Ji and sighed deeply, “Old Wu, don’t come to the exchange class tomorrow.
I will arrange for another teacher.”
“Hahahaha, Fan-ge is mighty.
I fucking hated that baldy from the start, yesss!”
One person roared triumphantly.
Damn it, so what if you’re a professor back from Beijing University?
Fuck, you still got kicked out just the same.