Zhang Fan's bold words soon spread throughout the entire No. 1 Middle School.
Everyone who heard the news was stunned.
Damn it, Zhang Fan, who is in the bottom 20 in the school, is going to be in the top 10 in the school, or is he in the top? Damn, is he out of his mind?
"Hahaha, this guy Zhang Fan actually claimed that his monthly exam score would be among the top ten in the school. Damn it, I'm the first one not to believe it."
"I suspect he was talking about the bottom ten."
"Hey, he's not even among the top ten. This time for the monthly exam, I just wrote down your name. Who came with me?"
"Me, me, I won't be beaten if I fail in the exam anyway. It's okay."
"Hmph, this guy stole my Goddess Ye. This time, I'm going to fight with him."
"Even if he's in the top ten, he doesn't have any drama. Damn it, review, review."
Whether they were singles with good grades or poor grades, at this moment, they all shared the same hatred and were ready not to give Zhang Fan any chance.
"Hey, grab my Goddess Ye. This time, I must make him kneel down to Wu Ji in public."
"Snapped!"
"M, you are a traitor to the No. 2 Middle School, right? Just a horse. Wouldn't this be a disgrace to our No. 1 Middle School?" A girl gritted her teeth, holding a thick history book, and smashed it on the man's shoulder.
head on.
"Fuck, why are you hitting me? It's none of my business. I'm just talking." The man burst into tears.
"It's not enough to talk about it." The girl put her hands on her hips, hugged a few books and ran out.
"I want to tutor Brother Fan."
"Hey, the monthly exam is tomorrow, so tutoring is of no use now."
While the whole school was busy worrying about Zhang Fanyue's exam, the news that Zhang Fan broke the world sprint record erupted in S City like a volcano.
"Boss, you can't come, something big happened." Zhong Tianchen ran to Ouyang Feng holding his cell phone and said.
"Zhong Tianchen, you don't train well and secretly watch the live broadcast? You run six kilometers with the ball." Ouyang Feng's eyes were as sharp as a knife.
Zhong Tianchen shrank his neck: "Boss, didn't Zhang Fan compete with the people from the Speed of Light team today? Guess the result!"
Ouyang Feng took a sip of water, curled his lips and said, "What's the point? That kid is not a monster. I don't believe he can win."
"Hehe." Zhong Tianchen smiled mysteriously, and then handed over the phone.
Ouyang Feng glanced at it and immediately squirted out a mouthful of water.
"Fuck, this guy broke the world record? Damn!"
Ouyang Feng stared at the news on the screen.
"A senior high school student in this city broke the world record in the 200-meter dash and defeated the provincial sports team Lightspeed in 15.00 seconds?"
Below is a group picture of Zhang Fan wearing casual clothes and sneakers, standing comfortably next to Jiang Xiaoyang and Dong Jian.
Zhong Tianchen looked at his wet phone, his eyebrows twitching.
Why, it’s me who gets hurt every time!
At the same time, everyone who saw the news was stunned.
Although they didn't know the concept of fifteen seconds, the words "breaking the world record" undoubtedly made them feel a little incredible.
How is it possible for a high school student to break a world record?
"Mayor, this is incredible, this is incredible, look at this news!"
"What's going on? I'm so surprised."
"You'll know it just by looking at it."
"What, breaking the world record? Call and ask Xiong Lin to come over. I want to know the truth about the whole thing."
Outside S City, when many people saw the news, they were first surprised, and then laughed disdainfully.
"S City is so shameless. The Provincial Games are about to start. There is no need to be so hyped. Who the hell believes it? Fifteen seconds. Why didn't you say five seconds?"
"Look at the clothes and shoes on that kid, casual clothes and sneakers. Why don't you have to do the whole thing when you are acting? If you do this, even a blind man can see the problem."
Guoti, a group of people laughed disdainfully.
Fifteen seconds?
Haha, they are the most outstanding athletes in China. What they can’t do is just a high school student? Bullshit!
At this time, Zhang Fan was lying on the couch in the small courtyard with his feet up, flipping the pages of the book quickly with both hands.
Zhang Xiaoyuan leaned next to him, looking at the rapid speed of turning the book, her eyes flashing with shock.
"Brother Fan, can you see clearly what's in the book like this?" Zhang Xiaoyuan asked, tilting her head.
Zhang Fan glared at Zhang Xiaoyuan angrily.
This damn girl, if it weren’t for her, Xuan Ye wouldn’t have run away.
He originally asked Xuan Ye to come to his house to help him review and then eat her while she was there, but this girl directly exposed his grades.
As a result, Xuan Ye rolled her eyes and went home to study.
"Damn girl, it's all you. Hum, now I want you to look good." Zhang Fan said, grabbing Zhang Xiaoyuan's waist and directly lifting her skirt.
"Ah, Brother Fan, no, it won't be good when our dad comes back later." Zhang Xiaoyuan screamed.
"Huh, come back as soon as you come back. I'm not afraid." Zhang Fan smiled evilly and went straight to Huanglong.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully fertilizing and gaining 1,000 spiritual points."
Zhang Fan looked at his spiritual value of more than 90,000 and felt extremely comfortable.
One application of fertilizer is 1,000. In the past month, the spiritual value obtained from skin-to-skin contact and the spiritual value collected from the soul are added together, and the daily spiritual value is more than 3,000.
Zhang Fan didn't draw a lottery. Anyway, the spiritual value is here and will not decrease. Moreover, he has lucky bread in his hand and he wants to save a big one.
It has more than 90,000 spiritual points and can draw more than 90 prizes. Thinking of this, Zhang Fan felt sour in his heart.
Zhang Xiaoyuan was helplessly paralyzed on Zhang Fan's body, her whole body flushed.
"Bad guy, he's so bad." Zhang Xiaoyuan's pink fist hit Zhang Fan's chest.
"Don't make trouble, I still want to read a book. This time, my goal is to be number one. Don't let me surpass you." Zhang Fan's hand was rubbing Zhang Xiaoyuan's snowy peak.
Feeling Zhang Fan's hands, Zhang Xiaoyuan bit her teeth and grabbed Zhang Fan's lifeblood with her right hand. "Who is making trouble?"
"It hurts, it hurts." Zhang Fan surrendered directly.
"Huh." Zhang Xiaoyuan stood up proudly, but found that her legs were weak and leaned into Zhang Fan's arms again.
"Hehe, don't you still want it?" Zhang Fan smiled evilly, then hugged Zhang Xiaoyuan, his body shook, and he went straight towards Huanglong.
"Brother Fan, please spare me, I can't do it anymore." Zhang Xiaoyuan shouted weakly.
"Hey, didn't you want to murder your husband just now? There's no way to beg for mercy now." Zhang Fan smiled evilly.
After washing up, Zhang Fan spent 500 spiritual points, activated his study skills, and reviewed the materials for all subjects from the first year to the third year of high school.
"Just wait for the exam tomorrow."
"Humph, bad guy, let's continue tonight. I wonder why you have a mental exam tomorrow." Zhang Xiaoyuan, who had rested for a few hours, said with provocative eyes.