Beside Zhang Fan, countless professors stared at Zhang Fan with their necks raised.
However, they were shocked to find that their speed of reading was not as fast as Zhang Fan's speed of doing the questions.
This is embarrassing.
So a few minutes later, a group of professors sat down in the front row.
At this time, groups of people also filed in.
When they looked at the group of professors, Li Liang, and Hou Dusheng in the first row, they slowed down their steps, but still ran quickly towards the empty seats.
In just six minutes, the entire conference hall was filled with people.
There was really no place to sit, so a group of people squatted on the steps, staring at Zhang Fan with wide eyes.
"This guy is so fast at answering questions. In less than two minutes, he turned a page of the test paper!"
"Damn it, does he have an answer? He's just copying the answer!"
"Shut up, you know nothing. Zhuang Bi went to the test paper library to select the test papers himself! Where are the answers?"
"What's going on with the 150 million bet?"
A group of people whispered.
However, at eight minutes, Zhang Fan had already picked up the second test paper.
In an instant, several professors rushed forward: "Are you done?"
Zhang Fan nodded!
Zhuang Bi, who had been standing next to Zhang Fan, had a dull look on his face.
Is this the end?
How many minutes has it been?
But when he saw Zhang Fan's test paper being taken away by the professor, he also laughed.
"Boy, I still don't believe it. You can get good results by taking the test paper in eight minutes!"
At the same time, countless people also widened their eyes.
"Damn it, this test paper seems to be in Japanese. Zhang Fan finished it in eight minutes? How is this possible?"
"Ma Dan, is this guy cheating?"
"A few professors from the Japanese Department are grading the papers."
"Sit back and wait for the results."
However, just nine minutes later, Zhang Fan finished his second test paper.
Immediately, another professor came forward, and after getting Zhang Fan's nod, they took down the test paper again.
Seeing this scene, a group of people became uneasy.
Damn it, Zhang Fan’s first test paper hasn’t been read yet, right? He’s finished the second one?
Should it be so exaggerated?
Then, the third picture, the fourth picture, the fifth picture...
It wasn't until an hour later that Zhang Fan's first test paper was reviewed repeatedly by several professors before the score was finally given.
A professor took a piece of chalk and walked up to the podium. After writing two words in Japanese, he wrote two words again with trembling fingers.
Full marks!
When watching this scene, countless people were dumbfounded.
Full marks?
Damn it, the test paper that took a few minutes to prepare is a perfect score?
Soon, there were a few more words on the blackboard.
French! Full marks…
One hour and forty-three minutes.
Zhang Fan finished twelve test papers.
At the same time, there is already a summary of the results of seven foreign languages on the blackboard.
Full marks, all perfect marks.
Seeing this scene, Zhuang Bi's expression finally changed.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How can Zhang Fan rely on perfect scores!"
Looking at the words on the blackboard, Zhuang Bi's body started to tremble.
"Cheating is definitely cheating. How can a test paper written in a few minutes get full marks!"
Shouts echoed throughout the conference hall.
Hearing this voice, Li Liang suddenly stood up.
"Classmate Zhuang Bi, please remember that you chose the test paper, and Zhang Fan also completed the test paper alone under our eyes. We have more than two thousand pairs of eyes, but we did not see any cheating behavior by Zhang Fan."
A low shout also sounded suddenly.
Haha, what the hell!
When we are blind?
Zhang Fan crossed his legs and stared at Zhuang Bi with a bright smile on his face. Cheating?
Haha, standing next to me, you can’t see me cheating? You are so blind!
Immediately, Zhang Fan gently knocked on the table and said: "Master Zhuang Bi, don't worry, these are not only the results of seven subjects, but there are still five subjects. Don't worry, you have a chance!"
Listening to this voice, countless people's hearts trembled.
Brother, are you trying to comfort people?
Thinking of the huge bet of 150 million, a group of people gnashed their teeth.
Numb, who should I give the money to? Why not give it to Zhang Fan?
Still think Zhang Fan has not dated enough goddesses?
Are you here to piss us off?
Especially the group of people who were at the scene before stared at Zhuang Bi with infinite murderous intent in their eyes.
Brainless, idiot!
Have we ever reminded you not to bet with Zhang Fan?
Damn it, 150 million. If Zhang Fan gets this money, wouldn’t he be invincible?
"Yes, yes, there are still five subjects left. I still have a chance!" Zhuang Bi gritted his teeth and said calmly.
At the same time, several voices also sounded: "Bitch Zhang failed, failed, failed..."
Soon, a professor walked onto the stage!
Italian, full marks!
Seeing these six words, Zhuang Bi's body trembled violently.
"Four more doors! Four more doors!"
Ten minutes later! Several words appeared on the blackboard.
Arabic, full marks!
Russian, full marks!
Dutch, full marks...
"There's another door, there's another door!"
A crazy voice sounded from Zhuang Bi's mouth.
At this time, the eyes of countless people had completely solidified.
"Bitch Zhang, this is a super rhythm."
"It's already amazing, okay, but I don't know if it's shut down yet!"
"Damn it, how long did that bitch's head grow? Even if it was shut down, it would be perfect in eleven foreign languages, in less than two hours..."
"Asshole, bastard, this guy was definitely trying to set a trap for Zhuang Bi before. God damn, one subject for an hour!"
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Bi's face turned pale as paper.
His eyes stared at Zhang Fan with infinite murderous intent.
"You tricked me?"
Zhang Fan smiled faintly; "Oh, how can you call it a trap? I gave you a chance before. You don't believe in evil. You insist on forcing me to teach you how to behave. What can I do? I am also desperate! Don't worry,
There is another subject, maybe you really have a chance."
At this time, a professor stood up and walked to the podium.
"Wait a minute, Professor Xu, let me make the announcement. Alas, why did it become like this!" Li Liang suddenly stood up and sighed.
"I'll go, no, Zhang Fan failed this last subject, right?"
"Li Liang's tone is definitely dead. Hahaha, bitch Zhang, you have to pay 150 million, hahahaha!"
Laughter burst out suddenly.
Zhuang Bi was also ecstatic when he heard this voice.
"Hahaha, Zhang Fan, did you hear that? Did you hear that? You're hanging up, you're hanging up."
However, at this time, a group of professors stared at Li Liang with question marks on their faces!
Li Liang, what are you doing?
However, at this moment, Li Liang said faintly: "Classmate Zhang Fan, how could you do this? You have perfect scores in twelve foreign languages. Aren't you attacking people!"
The moment the sound sounded, Zhuang Bi, who was dancing with excitement, gradually stiffened his smile.
"What did you say?"
At this time, Li Liang looked at Zhuang Bi with a look of revenge: "Are you surprised?"
(This is the third update. Brothers and sisters, please pay attention to your health. The temperature has dropped sharply in the past two days. Don’t catch a cold. A cold is really uncomfortable!)