More importantly, the word 'bald' made him almost go berserk.
But soon, he started laughing.
His eyes swept across Sun Ye's face in the last row of the classroom, and his heart suddenly blossomed with joy.
Sun Ye, the director of the Admissions Office of Peking University, came to No. 1 Middle School this time for internal recruitment. Today, he was going to let Sun Ye see Zhang Fan's character.
Haha, no matter how good his grades are, as long as Sun Ye says a word, Zhang Fan will never be able to enter Peking University in his life.
"Zhang Fan, okay, you have skipped classes for a month and you still dare to come to school." Wu Ji pointed at Zhang Fan and shouted immediately.
After saying that, he turned his head slightly and glanced at Sun Ye's face. Sure enough, Sun Ye's face had become a little gloomy.
Wu Ji almost looked up to the sky and laughed, hum, boy, you are dead today.
Zhang Fan raised the corner of his mouth and quickly swept his eyes across the classroom. When he saw Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan, he felt relieved. He turned his head and stared at Wu Ji and said, "Have you forgotten what I told you before? In No. 1 Middle School
, I’ll hit you every time I see you.”
When Zhou Jie saw Zhang Fan for the first time, he knew something was wrong. He quickly stood up and ran towards Zhang Fan.
"Zhang Fan, stop talking, the admissions director of Peking University is here." Zhou Jie quickly pulled Zhang Fan and said.
"Hey, Director of Peking University, what does it have to do with me? Lao Zhou, you were there when Wu Ji and I made a bet. Why did you let him come to No. 1 Middle School? Are you not afraid of him going to the hospital because of your feelings? Prepare the medical expenses.
Are you ready?" Zhang Fan's eyes also fell on the last row of the classroom.
"No way. Is it possible that this kid still dares to hit Wu Ji?"
"If he dares to take action, he will be dead. I bet that he will never be able to get into Peking University in his life." One of the No. 2 middle school students chuckled.
"Hey, let's just watch a show."
Zhou Jie's face was as black as charcoal.
He didn't want Wu Ji to come either, but this thick-faced and shameless person was following Sun Ye, shouting one senior brother at a time. He couldn't point at Wu Ji's nose in front of Sun Ye and tell him to get out.
What if this guy is unhappy and gives all the internal recruitment spots to No. 2 Middle School? He will be at a huge loss.
There are only two quotas in one city! It’s okay to get even one.
"Zhang Fan, please don't cause trouble today. If we have something to talk about, okay?" Zhou Jie said in a low voice.
However, at this moment, Wu Ji spoke.
"Senior brother, look at it, this is the quality of the students in No. 1 Middle School."
"Haha, Baldy, let's talk about the bet before." Zhang Fan said, pushed Zhou Jie away, and walked towards Wu Ji.
"Damn it, does this kid Zhang Fan really dare to do anything?"
In the classroom, a group of students were stunned.
"Let's go outside and have a good chat." Zhang Fan grabbed Wu Ji's collar and dragged him outside the classroom.
"presumptuous!"
A roar rippled throughout the classroom. Sun Ye stood up, his whole face as gloomy as water.
He had never seen such an arrogant student and dared to hit the teacher. It was unreasonable.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to Sun Ye.
"Oops!"
Zhou Jie was almost crying at this time!
He asked Zhang Xiaoyuan early this morning, wouldn't this guy come to school? Damn!
"Zhang Fan, stop, stop." Zhou Jie quickly pulled Zhang Fan and said.
Zhang Fan glanced at Sun Ye coldly: "Old Zhou, someone is running wild on your territory, how can you tolerate it?"
"Pfft!"
A group of girls laughed!
Does this guy still want Zhou Jie to deal with Sun Ye emotionally?
"madman!"
Zhang Hua uttered two words coldly, but he did not stand up.
As long as Zhang Fan dares to take action, all the internal recruitment quotas this time will go to their No. 2 Middle School. As for whether Wu Ji will be beaten or not, it is none of his business.
"Zhang Fan, I beg you, can you please give me a face today, don't cause trouble, go home and have a good rest, and come back another day." Zhou Jie grabbed Zhang Fan's arm and said.
Zhang Fan shook his head gently, turned around, and pulled Wu Ji directly outside.
Wu Ji panicked. He really panicked. Damn it, is this kid crazy? He dared to take action?
He had seen Zhang Fan break a table with one palm, and if it fell on him, his arms and legs would be broken repeatedly.
"Brother, help me." Wu Ji screamed!
A trace of anger finally appeared on Sun Ye's face. He ran out of the classroom quickly, pointed at Zhang Fan fiercely and shouted: "Boy, how dare you!"
"Haha, I'm so scared." Zhang Fan gave Sun Ye a roll of his eyes, then grabbed Wu Ji's shoulders with both hands, and immediately used his hand to separate muscles and bones.
"Kaka!"
Two crisp sounds sounded, and immediately, Wu Ji's face turned pale as paper.
"Ahhh!"
The shrill screams pierced the sky, and the entire senior high school suddenly froze as if time had stood still.
"Eh? Are you fighting? Damn it, I just told you not to cause trouble this morning. Who the hell is this? You don't even listen to me."
"Hey, dear, everyone from Peking University is here. Who the hell would cause trouble at this time? Zhou Jie won't be killed."
"It sounds like it's on the fifth floor. Could it be a fellowship class?"
"Damn it, no way. It seems like Zhang Fan is the only one who dares to cause trouble in the fellowship class, right?"
"Damn it, Zhang Fan came to school?"
Discussions were up and down in various classes!
However, in the friendship class, everyone's eyes widened.
Damn it, Zhang Fan really took action?
And in front of the director of the Admissions Office of Peking University?
Oh my god, Zhang Fan is too fierce. He is really not afraid of being refused admission by people from Peking University.
"Hey, let's see how he ends up. Isn't it amazing that more than 740 points? Our teacher Wu and Director Sun are brothers."
The people in No. 2 Middle School laughed happily.
Whether it was grades or anything else, Zhang Fan was like a big mountain weighing on them. Now it was better, this guy was finally miserable.
Zhou Jie's face was dull. He looked at Wu Ji's two arms that could not be lifted up, and his face was pale.
Uncle, you really dare to do it.
"I have been to so many schools and I have never seen such a bastard. Principal Zhou, I will make a detailed report when I go back. This year, our school refuses to admit students from your school." Sun Ye said through gritted teeth.
.
"Hey, Peking University is so awesome. I'm sorry, I really want to go to your school." Zhang Fan turned his head, showing his white teeth and grinned.
"You!" Sun Ye was angry, furious!
But immediately, he sneered: "Haha, you can get more than 600 points in the exam like this? You still want to enter Peking University, just dream."
Zhang Fan smiled, and all the students in No. 1 Middle School laughed.
"More than six hundred points, so high."
The jeers suddenly sounded.
More than 600 points? Sorry, Zhang Fan scored more than 700 points, and it was close to the perfect score.
Listening to the sarcastic voices in the classroom, Sun Ye's expression suddenly changed.
Are these people crazy? At this time, shouldn't they be begging themselves?