"Ding, the killing intent from Wang Qiming is +999!"
"Ding, I, Liu Weishan, have murderous intent +999!"
Wang Qiming, a group of professors who were chatting and laughing with reporters, suddenly had their eyes turned blood red.
Which rubbish caused the question?
I...
Suddenly, countless people's eyes fell directly on Zhang Fan.
At this moment, the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth twitched.
This voice is really exactly like his.
However, these words were really not what he said.
Paralysis, who is making trouble?
Framing me?
Zhang Fan's eyes burst out with murderous intent!
However, there are so many people around, even if you can identify the direction, you have no idea who it is.
At this moment, Zhang Fan really felt pain in his balls.
Who the hell has nothing to do when they’re full?
And imitate his voice?
This is really a bit too much.
"Don't look at me, I didn't say that. These questions are really not rubbish. After all, I spent the whole morning doing them."
Zhang Fan said helplessly.
At the same time, ten meters away from Zhang Fan, a thin man was hidden in the crowd, with a sneer on his lips.
Bitch Zhang, you didn’t expect that I can do ventriloquism.
At the same time, a group of people on Jiang Honglin's side started gnashing their teeth.
"Zhang Fan, you have the guts to say whether you are a man or not, but don't you have the guts to admit it?"
"You dare to say that our Professor Wang is rubbish? This is intolerable!"
A group of people on Jiang Honglin's side exploded!
At the same time, a group of people on Wang Qiming's side sneered.
There is anger!
But looking at the unhappy faces of Zong Yuan and others, they also became happy.
This kid is really asking for his own death.
Hahaha!
Rubbish question?
There are some questions that even graduate students cannot solve.
How crazy Zhang Fan is now, how embarrassed Zhang Fan will be when it is Zhang Fan's turn to do the questions later.
Hey hey hey!
Later, Zhang Fan said that he had been working all morning. What was the situation?
At this moment, many people opened their mouths wide and did not react for a while.
At this moment, a startling sound suddenly exploded.
"Hey, that's not right. How come there are answers to these questions?"
The speaker was a reporter from a news media.
At this moment, his head was shaking back and forth, looking at the small blackboards around him, all filled with answers, with a confused look on his face.
After hearing this, both Wang Qiming and the professors at Tsinghua University changed their expressions.
Answer?
What answer?
In an instant, countless people rushed over.
"Tap tap tap!"
When Wang Qiming's group came to those small blackboards, their eyes froze.
They are professors.
Even if these questions were not chosen by them, there are specific steps on the small blackboard.
They only need to calculate based on the steps of these answers, and they will know whether the answer is true or false.
In just about twenty seconds, a shocking sound suddenly exploded.
"Oh my God, that's right! The answer to this question is correct."
"Which one would do this? This is prepared for this academic competition. In order to choose these questions, we have been accurate for a long time."
"You are so awesome as a professor. You have done all these questions."
A group of professors were furious.
Except for professors like them, there is really no one who can do these questions in just one morning.
However, at the next moment, the expressions of a group of professors changed drastically.
Because, there is not just one person who said this, but a group of people!
"Lao Li, is it possible that some of your questions were also done by others?"
"Yes, is it the same at your place?"
"Professor Wang, are you there too?"
A group of professors stared with wide-eyed expressions of disbelief.
You know, here are questions from dozens of subjects.
Everything is done, which means there are dozens of idle professors?
It can't be done!
If dozens of professors appear here, someone will definitely see them.
Moreover, they were all over the square just now.
They all know the professors from Tsinghua University and Peking University and were all present.
What the hell is going on?
"Director Li, investigate and monitor quickly." A professor from Tsinghua University suddenly shouted in shock.
This thing is so weird!
If they don't investigate and monitor and see clearly what happened, they will not be able to sleep for months.
On Li Liang's side, his eyes narrowed into a thin line and he stared at Zhang Fan.
At this moment, his mind was filled with what Zhang Fan said before!
Made it all morning!
Could it be that Zhang Fan really did it?
No, no, no, absolutely impossible!
At this moment, Li Liang's heart was trembling.
Zhang Fan is already good enough.
It can be said that in the ten or twenty years he has been at Tsinghua University, he has never met anyone better than Zhang Fan.
Proficient in thirteen foreign languages!
Music! The achievements of Chinese painting and oil painting! It can be said that even their professors from Tsinghua University cannot match it.
If these questions were still done by Zhang Fan, this would be...
He couldn't accept it at all!
Is this kind of person still a human being?
Li Liang fumbled and took out his mobile phone from his pocket and logged into Tsinghua's monitoring platform.
Soon, he found the surveillance number here and fast forwarded!
At this moment, Hou Dusheng, Zong Yuan, Mo Ganfu, and Wang Qiming were all looking at Li Liang's cell phone.
The group of people around him also held their breath, standing on tiptoes and looking up at Li Liang.
It can be said that you can hear the needle drop!
On Li Liang's side, he found the scene where Wang Qiming and the others were placing the blackboard, and then he kept pulling back.
Directly half an hour and half an hour of pulling.
He only needs to confirm whether there is an answer on the blackboard on the screen after pulling it.
A minute later, Li Liang's hands began to tremble.
Because, after this pull, Zhang Fan's figure suddenly appeared on the screen.
At this moment, Zhang Fan was lying in front of a blackboard with a fried dough stick in his mouth and a pen in his hand.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
Whether it was Wang Qiming, Hou Dusheng, or Liu Daoming, they all screamed in surprise.
If nothing else, it’s all because of the figure on the screen.
Zhang Fan, why did he appear here?
The time was surprisingly 8:40 in the morning!
Damn it, didn’t he arrive at half past twelve?
How many hours has he been here?
At the same time, tens of thousands of people outside felt like cats scratching their hearts.
Li Liang and Wang Qiming, they can ignore them!
But people like Hou Dusheng, Zong Yuan, Liu Daoming, and Mo Ganfu were all in trouble.
What the hell happened here.
"Professor Wang! What happened?"
"Director Li, don't show off to us."
"Ouch, ouch, I'm so scared! What on earth did you find?"
No one dared to push forward.
Just kidding, the heavily armed SWAT police are in front, so why not join them to seek death?
(Gouzi, this may be the case with recent updates. emmmm, it was because I was lazy some time ago. There are really many things going on during this period. Gouzi is also 25 years old. You all know about blind dates and so on!)