After the exam was over, everyone in the friendship class or other classes were all concerned about Zhang Fan's results.
"You haven't seen Zhang Fan's arrogance. Except for Chinese, no exam lasted more than twenty minutes. How can he get any results like this?"
The person from No. 2 Middle School said disdainfully.
At the same time, the forum of No. 1 Middle School was filled with messages from Zhang Fan.
"This time, Zhang Fan will definitely lose. He will be among the top ten in the school."
"Not necessarily. I reserve my opinion on this. Anyway, I support Zhang Fan."
"I also want to support you, but I can't see any hope. That's one of the top ten in the school, Wori."
On the forum of No. 2 Middle School, Wu Ji also started posting.
"Haha, just wait for Zhang Fan to kneel down and apologize to me."
As soon as the post came out, everyone in No. 2 Middle School felt like they had been given a shot of blood.
"Hahaha, let's see how these people from the No. 1 Middle School pretend to compete this time. Humph, Zhang Fan, can't we just play basketball? This time, guys from the fellowship class, if you don't take pictures this time, you won't be able to take pictures until you get back to the No. 2 Middle School.
, I will kill you all."
Some people even went to the No. 1 Middle School Forum to massacre people.
"Sit back and wait for Zhang Fan to kneel down and apologize."
"How can you walk by the river without getting your shoes wet?"
The people in No. 1 Middle School were angry and immediately launched a counterattack.
"The No. 2 middle school dog is so stupid. He has the guts to compete with our Zhang Fan in basketball."
"Haha, basketball is nothing."
The quarrel lasted for a whole day.
Early the next morning, a large group of people gathered on the fifth floor, waiting for the results to be announced.
In the classroom, Zhou Jie, Zhang Hua and other teachers from the friendship class were all present. However, only Zhang Fan, Ye Xuan, and Zhang Xiaoyuan were missing.
"Hahaha, Zhang Fan isn't scared, is he? It's almost nine o'clock, and he's still not here."
"Hehe, this time, Zhang Fan has completely humiliated Yizhong."
Yang Haochen was lying next to the window with a sad look on his face. Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, his face ached slightly.
If Zhang Fan loses and kneels down to apologize to Wu Ji, Jubi will lose a lot of fans.
"Brother Fan, why aren't you here yet?" someone asked in the live broadcast room.
"Hey, what's the rush? It's still early."
"I have an unknown premonition."
"Humph, you guys are fake fans. When has Brother Fan ever lost? If we slap the group in the face, we can only slap others in the face."
Wu Ji looked at his watch with excitement. He looked at Zhou Jie and couldn't help urging: "Principal Zhou, if Zhang Fan doesn't get into the top ten and doesn't kneel down and apologize to me, what do you think we should do?"
Zhou Jie also had a sad look on his face. It was almost nine o'clock. Damn it, this guy couldn't have overslept, right?
"Why are you so anxious? The results haven't been calculated yet." Zhou Jie said.
Because of the bet with Wu Ji, all the teachers in the school worked overtime until twelve o'clock in the evening yesterday and didn't finish it. At seven o'clock this morning, he called all the teachers up.
Now, it's just time to tally up everyone's scores.
"Haha, you couldn't be delaying on purpose, right?" Wu Ji sneered.
"Hey, why are there so many people!" Zhang Fan came over with a fried dough stick in his mouth. In his hand, there was a bag of fried dough sticks, more than 40 fried dough sticks, and more than 20 eggs.
Everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes when they saw this scene.
Day, with so many fried dough sticks and eggs, did this guy buy breakfast for everyone in the class?
Yang Haochen's live broadcast room also became excited.
"Brother Fan is here."
"Brother Fan looks so handsome holding a fried dough stick in his mouth!"
"..."
Zhang Xiaoyuan followed Zhang Fan with an embarrassed look.
This morning, she volunteered to cook breakfast, but...
The rice cooker burned down.
Especially looking at the breakfast shop owner and Zhang Fan's weird smile, she just wanted to dig a hole and bury herself!
"Give it, give it." Zhang Fan finally squeezed into the classroom.
Looking at the fried dough sticks in Zhang Fan's mouth, Wu Ji looked cold and cursed casually: "What are you talking about? Is the classroom a place to have breakfast?"
Zhang Fan ignored Wu Ji, looked at Wang Rui who was smacking his lips next to him, and said with a smile: "Old Wang, do you want to come with me?"
"There's no point in bribing me now." Wang Rui rolled his eyes and said.
"Bribery, I saw you smacking your lips and thought you didn't have breakfast." Zhang Fan said, biting into the fried dough sticks.
Xuan Ye and Zhang Xiaoyuan were lying on their seats, burying their heads in their arms.
Originally, they strongly urged Zhang Fan to finish eating before going to school, but Zhang Fan refuted them.
Get slapped in the face as early as possible!
Well, I guess from today on, everyone in the school will know the title of "Rice Trash".
"Principal Zhou, please announce the results." Wu Ji said impatiently.
Zhou Jie looked at the laptop in his hand and shook his head: "It's not out yet, just wait a while."
"What, you have to wait a while?"
A group of people outside shouted in disappointment.
Zhang Fan kept stuffing fried dough sticks into his mouth nonchalantly.
"Crack!"
The crisp voice attracted everyone's attention.
Seeing this, they wanted to throw Zhang Fan out.
Damn it, at such a serious moment, this guy is actually cracking eggs?
Zhou Jie, Zhang Hua, Xu Guozhi, Xu Jin, Liu Feifei...
A group of people's eyes fell on Zhang Fan.
"Hey, what are you looking at! Are there flowers on my face?" Zhang Fan said, wiped his hands, took out the tattered Nokia, bared his teeth, and stared at the shadow on the small screen.
"No flowers!" Zhang Fan underestimated, then picked up the fried dough sticks and stuffed them into his mouth.
One minute!
Five minutes!
Ten minutes!
Even Xu Jin and Liu Feifei had extremely shocked looks on their faces.
Damn, did this guy eat for ten minutes?
The most important thing is, have you finished eating all that big bag of fried dough sticks?
The key is, are there more than twenty eggs?
"Gulu!"
"Gulu!"
The sound of swallowing saliva kept coming.
At first they thought Zhang Fan had brought breakfast for the whole class, but in the end, hey, he finished it alone?
Ye Xuan raised her head slightly, looking at the countless pairs of dull eyes and Zhang Fan who was wiping his hands slowly, her face turned red.
This idiot, I told him to finish eating before coming back to school. Is he okay now?
"Hey, why are you staring at me? I haven't seen you eating breakfast." Zhang Fan said, rolling his eyes.
"Cough cough cough!"
There were countless coughing sounds inside and outside the classroom.
Damn it, are you eating?
Damn, there’s a big bag of fried dough sticks and more than twenty eggs. Wori, are you a glutton?
Wang Rui also blushed, and immediately distanced himself from Zhang Fan, as if he didn't recognize Zhang Fan.
The live broadcast room, which had been silent for ten minutes, suddenly exploded.
"Oh my god, this is the first time I've seen someone eat something like this."
"Oh shit, is this our Brother Fan?"
"No, I'm hungry. I'm going to have breakfast."
"Did you see that our brother Fan is so extraordinary? He is so domineering even when he eats!"
"..."
"Principal, the score statistics are OK." someone said.