Zhang Fan took the paper and took a closer look. Sure enough, he could understand everything.
He no longer had to guess at those multiple-choice questions. Judging from the question types on this test paper, Zhang Fan finally understood how careful Ye Xuan's notes were. At a glance, he could see all kinds of grammar and examples, which were very comprehensive.
Zhang Fan's pen tip moved so fast that he knew the correct answer without even thinking about it.
The previous multiple-choice questions only took five minutes.
"Well, five minutes have passed. Why hasn't this guy Zhang Fan handed in his paper?"
Yu Qiang looked at Zhang Fan who was writing and thinking, feeling a little surprised. Didn't this guy hand in the exam within three minutes?
Could it be that he is doing the questions seriously now?
Immediately, Yu Qiang sneered, and a sly smile filled his face when he thought of Zhang Fan's English proficiency.
Even if he did the questions carefully, given his English proficiency, the hit rate might be lower than that of random selection. He still didn't believe it, and during the winter vacation, Zhang Fan even made up for his English score.
Ten minutes passed, and the doubts on Yu Qiang's face became deeper and deeper. Looking at Zhang Fan's frowning and thinking expression, his eyes began to become sharp.
Does this guy still want to cheat?
Fifteen minutes passed. During these five minutes, Yu Qiang's eyes never left Zhang Fan.
Cheating? Huh, he still doesn't believe that he can't stand anyone. As long as Zhang Fan cheats, he can directly reduce Zhang Fan's English score to zero, and then let him stay alone in the classroom for an extra hour every night.
If Zhang Fan dares to run, he is 100% sure to get Zhang Fan out of Class 26.
Zhang Fan was all focused on the test paper at this moment.
The multiple-choice questions are simple, and the reading is average. As for the composition, it is a little troublesome.
I write hard and fast, and my pen moves like a dragon.
Twenty and five minutes passed, and Yu Qiang's eyes were almost dry.
Although he didn't notice Zhang Fan's cheating actions, he walked off the podium and walked towards Zhang Fan after seeing the movements of Zhang Fan's pen tip.
When he walked in and took a look, he was stunned.
Zhang Fan is writing an English composition? What day? The sun comes out from the west?
"Haha, some students have limited English proficiency. Don't copy and read. Isn't this interesting?" Yu Qiang said slowly, with a hint of hatred for the iron that cannot be transformed into steel, but the ridicule occupied nine out of ten of them.
"Ha ha."
A low laugh came. Everyone knew that what Yu Qiang was talking about must be Zhang Fan. In the whole class, except for Gao Qi, only Zhang Fan's English skills were terrible.
But, when did Zhang Fan write an English composition?
Every time he takes an exam, he leaves within three minutes. Moreover, he doesn’t even bother to write his name. How can he write an essay?
Every time after the exam, as long as the person who didn't write the essay was definitely him and Gao Qi, but if there was a name that wasn't written, it would definitely be Zhang Fan.
Damn it, the sun is out in the west? Is this guy writing a composition?
Moreover, it seems that more than twenty minutes have passed. If Fatty Yu hadn't spoken, they hadn't noticed yet. Could this guy have changed his temper?
Only Ye Xuan's face showed a trace of displeasure. She stopped suddenly and clenched her fists with her pink palms.
How can a guy who can memorize her notes in an hour be so miserable? This Yu Qiang is a bit too bullying.
"There are some people who have nothing to do, even if they have nothing to do," Zhang Fan muttered, his pen moving like a dragon.
Yu Qiang's face froze, his face became even colder, and he snorted coldly. He lowered his head, glanced, and his whole body became stiff.
This guy's composition is not plagiarism. Why does it look good?
No, this guy must have cheated. Otherwise, how could he write such a good English composition?
The next moment, Yu Qiang coldly drank: "Zhang Fan, stand up."
Zhang Fan stopped writing and looked coldly: "Stand up when you say stand up? Who do you think you are?"
Everyone stopped writing and looked at Zhang Fan with big eyes.
Did this kid take the wrong medicine today? Are you not afraid of being punished when you talk to Fatty Yu like this?
"Zhang Fan, who are you talking to?" Yu Qiang's face began to tremble.
"What do you think?" Zhang Fan turned his pen and looked at Yu Qiang coldly. This bastard has been causing trouble for him since the first year of high school. In the past, it was because he was too lazy to talk to this guy, and this guy even kicked his nose.
Face.
"You cheated and you still have the nerve to talk?" Yu Qiang yelled, his voice shaking like thunder.
Zhang Fan sneered: "Where's the evidence?"
Yu Qiang turned around and said, "Do you need any more evidence? With your rubbish English skills, how can you write such a composition? What other evidence do you need?"
"I am your father!" Zhang Fan leaned against the wall and looked at Yu Qiang coldly.
Everyone's faces were dull. Damn, Zhang Fan definitely didn't take any medicine today, or took the wrong medicine. If you dare to scold Fatty Yu in front of him, isn't this seeking death?
Yu Qiang was extremely angry. He had been teaching for so many years and no one had ever dared to insult him in person. He raised his hand and slapped Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan raised his hand, grabbed Yu Qiang's arm, then stood up and punched the table with his right hand.
"Click."
The extremely strong wooden table shattered, and a fist-sized hole appeared on the table.
Everyone was shocked.
Punch through the wooden table? Are you kidding me?
At this moment, they finally knew why Long Xin lost so miserably.
With this power, Long Xin was sitting in the classroom intact. Zhang Fan had no mercy for this damn feeling. What if this punch hit the body and broke two ribs?
"Yu Fatty, I was too lazy to argue with you before, so why? If you say I cheat, I will cheat. Then I say I am your father. Do you have any evidence to prove that I am not a father? Do it? Let's try it outside the school.
?" Zhang Fan is really angry, cheating? Did I copy someone else's work? Did I flip through a book? Did I use my phone to find the answer? You still do it, the clay figurine is very angry, let alone the human being.
Yu Qiang was so frightened by Zhang Fan's punch that he turned pale. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. At the same time, he could feel Zhang Fan's hand grabbing his wrist like an iron claw. At this moment, he panicked: "I
But teacher, do you know that if you beat the teacher, you will be directly expelled from the school?"
Zhang Fan let go of his hand and sneered: "Have I ever hit you?"
"You, you are lawless. Just wait. I will go find the principal now. Today, I must get you out of the school." Fatty Yu turned around and ran away, like a winter melon rolling on the ground.
"Exactly." Zhang Fan smiled disapprovingly. This grandson really seemed to be trying to kill himself. He was expelled from the school and was in his third year of high school. He undoubtedly wanted to ruin his life.
"Brother Fan, you are so fierce!"
A girl's eyes were filled with stars and she said in a very infatuated manner.
"Don't worry, I will testify that it was Yu Qiang who wanted to beat you." Ye Xuan spoke slowly, with a trace of anger on her face.