Even Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan looked quite shocked.
Especially Ye Xuan, she is fully aware of Zhang Fan's score, 747, which is only three points short of the total score.
Moreover, it is very likely that the three points will be deducted for the Chinese composition.
So, all other subjects are full marks?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, this guy is cheating." Wu Ji's face was extremely red, and his eyes were almost a third larger than usual.
"That's right, absolutely impossible."
Both the people from No. 2 Middle School and the people from No. 1 Middle School screamed in shock.
Damn, first?
Your uncle, seven hundred and forty-seven points?
At the same time, someone went directly to the school forum and announced Zhang Fan's results.
A group of people who didn't have time to come to the fifth floor were stunned.
"Fuck, that's impossible!"
There was a lot of wailing, especially the group of people who were about to watch Zhang Fan's joke, and almost bit their own tongues.
Damn it, is this a dream? That guy Zhang Fan can get such a score?
"God, Zhang Fan is so handsome."
The girls in the school were already interested in Zhang Fan, but as soon as the news came out, many girls' hearts were captured.
Yang Haochen's live broadcast room, the screen is full of Rockets and 666!
"I won't say anything else. In order to celebrate Brother Fan and the second sister-in-law finishing in the top three, we will go out with twenty rockets."
"I scared the baby to death. I originally thought that being slapped in the face by Brother Fan in a fight would be enough, but in the end, hey, I lost."
"Hahaha, when has Brother Fan ever let us down? Hum, my sword is already thirsty."
"Get out of here upstairs, Brother Fan is not a gay, stop having such delusions."
"...Does this have anything to do with being gay?"
Just when everyone was questioning Zhang Fan's results, Zhang Fan had already stood up.
"Brother, you said you wanted to eat from the table, right?" Zhang Fan walked up to the person who spoke before, bent down, and slashed at the table with his palm like a knife.
"Boom!"
The table collapsed instantly, and the metal plate on it was directly deformed.
The sudden scene shocked everyone.
Holding a piece of grass and smashing the metal table with one palm? You uncle!
In the live broadcast room, a group of people were already stunned.
Especially the strong visual sensation at the moment when the table was shattered made them unable to breathe.
"Brother Fan is so fierce?"
"Damn it, you're the new guy upstairs, you've never seen Brother Fan do anything."
"No, I can't look at Brother Fan anymore. I'm afraid I won't marry him unless I marry him in this life."
"...Please love animals and don't abuse single dogs."
Zhang Fan ignored the looks of these people, but bent down, grabbed the legs of the table, and violently kicked the table.
"Crack!"
The table legs were immediately ripped off by him.
"Come, brother, to take care of you, I'll treat you to a leg." Zhang Fan smiled evilly, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
"Hahaha, what the hell, can I give you a leg? Damn it, this is a table leg, bro!"
"No, no, no. Brother Fan is simply invincible. Please eat your legs. This guy will probably never touch his legs again in this life."
"Please let the experts test the shadow area in this brother's heart."
"Hey, brother, you're making things difficult for me like this. You're not giving me face. Come on, don't be afraid, I'll feed you." As he said that, Zhang Fan directly pressed the man's shoulder and held the hand in his hand.
The table legs kept shaking.
"Zhang Fan! What do you want to do?" Wu Ji roared with an angry look on his face. Damn it, this guy actually threatened the students of the No. 2 Middle School. How could that be so amazing?
"Haha, bald man, should you get out of our bet? Or do you also want to eat the legs?" Zhang Fan shook the table leg in his hand and looked at Wu Ji with an unkind expression.
This guy actually dares to be so arrogant after losing. Do you really think he doesn't dare to take action?
Wu Ji's face froze, and then he laughed.
"Boy, you are the only one who can get the first place in the school. You must have cheated. Why did you tell me to get out?" Wu Ji said, and then said to Zhou Jie: "I strongly demand that the surveillance video be transferred. What about this boy?"
Maybe he got such a high score, but even if our teacher did these questions, it would be impossible for him to get a higher score."
"Besides, I suspect that you are doing something crazy in your first high school. Even if it is Chinese composition, you will not be deducted three points."
As Wu Ji was speaking, he suddenly remembered something and continued: "If I remember correctly, except for Chinese, none of this boy's exams lasted more than thirty minutes."
A group of people from No. 2 Middle School immediately agreed.
"Yeah, thirty minutes. How is that possible? Even Zhang Xiaoyuan, who is second, only stopped writing after two hours of math and comprehensive science."
"Old Zhou, you won't attack our No. 2 Middle School first, right?" Zhang Hua also asked in disbelief.
Seeing the group of people from No. 2 Middle School questioning, Zhou Jie wanted to just ignore them and let Zhang Fan beat these bastards to death.
"The grading method this time is sealed grading. After the grading is completed, we will count the statistics first, and then give it to your people to count. Finally, the total scores of both sides will be compiled. If the scores are incorrect, the teachers on both sides will be informed.
, conduct a review, tell me, how did we do this?" Zhou Jie said coldly.
Immediately, Zhang Hua also fell silent.
This time, both the No. 1 and No. 2 middle schools paid great attention to the examination, especially the examination papers for the fellowship class. They had to go through almost N times of marking before the scores were released.
After the exam yesterday, he, Zhou Jie and a group of teachers were all here. It was impossible to change the results.
"Humph, I have nothing to say." Zhou Jie shouted coldly.
Although he didn't believe that Zhang Fan's results were so incredible, it could be said that everything from setting the questions to tallying scores was completely confidential, and Zhang Fan submitted the papers well in advance, so there was no chance of any mistakes.
It is precisely because of this that Zhou Jie was even more shocked.
Could it be that Zhang Fan has been pretending since he was a freshman in high school?
Damn it, how could someone care so little about grades, just to slap Wu Ji and others in the face now?
Immediately, Zhou Jie had a playful look on his face.
"Anyway, I don't believe it. Zhang Fan's grades have always been at the bottom of the grade. Why did he suddenly become so good now?" Wu Ji argued.
Zhang Fan smiled coldly and immediately turned his eyes to Zhang Hua: "Old Zhang, tell me what to do. I am very serious about the bet. After all, I am betting with my dignity."
Zhang Hua glanced at Wu Ji, sighed and said, "Old Wu, don't come to the friendship class tomorrow. I will arrange another teacher."
"Hahaha, Brother Fan is so powerful. I've long been dissatisfied with this bald man, yeah!"
One person roared happily.
Damn, the professor who came back from Peking University is amazing, numb, he’s gone now.