Sun Ye had a cold sweat on his forehead at this time.
He knows how valuable third-class merit is.
And he's still a senior in high school. He's not admitted to his own school. If the dean finds out, he won't be beaten to death.
What should I do? Should I call back?
Or are you pretending not to know?
No way, this is in City S, how can you not know about such a big thing.
If you go back empty-handed, you won't be skinned.
Damn it, what are you doing? It's already offending people to death.
At this moment, Sun Ye was about to explode.
Mara coins, I was eating spicy hotpot with Wu Ji last night, why didn't this grandson tell him such an important thing?
Third-class meritorious service depends on Mao's performance.
Sun Ye really felt like beating Wu Ji to death. Why didn't you say such an important thing?
Run, run, run now. The dean called and said he didn’t know, he was already on the plane.
Well, just do it.
Immediately, Sun Ye turned around and ran away in a hurry.
However, the next moment, his body stiffened.
"Dudududu!"
Phone number? Whose could it be?
Sun Ye took out the phone, and the next moment, his eyes almost popped out of his head.
Dean?
Why are you calling at this time?
Could it be that you know the information here?
It's impossible, he just came here yesterday.
"Hey, Dean!" The cold sweat on Sun Ye's forehead condensed into bean-sized beads of sweat, sliding down from his forehead.
Don't tell me anything about Zhang Fan, don't.
"Sun Ye, there is a guy named Zhang Fan over there in No. 1 Middle School in S City. He will bring me back at all costs."
There was more sweat on Sun Ye's forehead.
Zhang Fan, really Zhang Fan.
Oh my God, how did the dean know that?
No, you must say that you have left.
"Dean, I'm already on the plane. Look, let's go with someone else." A smile appeared on Sun Ye's face, and his voice was extremely panicked.
"We're on the plane? Are you kidding me? Can you make a phone call on the plane? Let me tell you, if you can't handle this well, don't come back."
"Dudududu!"
The phone hung up?
So fast?
Sun Ye's face began to turn pale.
Don't come back?
Damn it, Wu Ji, you bastard, you killed me.
What to do, what to do!
Sun Ye was so anxious that he was spinning in circles. Then he gritted his teeth, turned around, and walked back with a dark face.
However, the next moment, his face became even darker.
How come people from Zhejiang University, Fuzhou University, Hainan University, Harbin University and other schools are here?
"Principal Zhou, where is Zhang Fan from your school?"
"Yes, Principal Zhou, where is classmate Zhang Fan?"
Looking at the group of people from other universities, Sun Ye panicked.
The next moment, he hurriedly ran into the classroom, pushed Li Liang away, and stood angrily in front of Zhang Fan.
"Classmate Zhang Fan, you have been admitted to Peking University."
Swish, brush, brush!
Everyone's eyes fell on Sun Ye.
Even Zhang Fan was almost scared to death by Sun Ye.
Damn it, where did this idiot come from?
Tsk tsk tsk, didn’t you just say that Peking University will never admit people from our No. 1 Middle School?
A group of people from No. 1 Middle School stared at Sun Ye coldly with sarcastic expressions on their faces.
"You idiot, you're just going to admit me?" One person spoke slowly, his tone full of sarcasm.
"That's right, what did you say just now that our Peking University will never admit people from your school? Who said that?"
"Haha, Zhang Fan, don't pay attention to this idiot, let him go." One person said with a cold smile.
The reporters in the classroom were stunned when these sounds fell on their ears.
Damn, is he from Peking University? Zhang Fan was admitted to Peking University?
Oh, what a good thing!
"Hehe, didn't you say that our classmate Zhang Fan has bad character? Didn't he say that our classmate Zhang Fan cheated on his grades? There is no such person." One person said with a sneer.
Hearing this voice, the next moment, all the reporters' faces darkened.
Bad conduct?
Cheating on exams?
No one wants it?
Damn you, Zhang Fan is the representative of our youth in S city.
He saved Qin Shuang from criminals' gunpoint, donated 20 million to the Red Cross Foundation, and yet dared to say that Zhang Fan's character was not good.
"Sir, please explain clearly why Zhang Fan has such bad character and cheated on the exam. He donated 20 million yuan, which is enough for at least ten schools. You have to know that schools in impoverished mountainous areas are
What kind of existence does it have?”
"Are you people at Peking University great? Have you ever donated money?"
"Do you dare to rescue the hostages from the hands of heavily armed criminals? Do you dare?"
"Are you here to cause trouble in our S city?"
"Ha! I have to write a piece of news about your Peking University today, and I will personally post this news on the door of your Peking University."
Cold words came out of the reporter's mouth.
Suddenly, Sun Ye's face became even paler.
"Oh, Director Sun. Look at Director Li, he has a scholarship of 500,000 yuan a year and a house. You just want to take me away with just one sentence." Zhang Fan said jokingly, his voice deliberately prolonged.
Hey, you must be sick in your head. Damn it, you came here with great momentum, you were admitted to our Peking University.
You have such a big face.
Didn't you have fun teasing me just now? You still want me to go to your Peking University. Oops, my brain was caught in the door.
Li Liang's eyes flickered, hehe, you want to steal someone from me? No way!
"Director Sun, what did you say about classmate Zhang Fan just now? Now you want classmate Zhang Fan to go to your Peking University. What do you think?" Li Liang laughed sarcastically.
"Yo yo yo, is this classmate Zhang Fan?"
At the door of the classroom, eight middle-aged men rushed in.
"Classmate Zhang Fan, I am the admissions director of Zhejiang University. I came here today to invite you to our school. This is the admission notice."
"Classmate Zhang Fan, I am from Xiamen University..."
"Excuse me, classmate Zhang Fan, I am the admissions director of Fuda..."
"Fuck, who's going to hit me!"
"Fuck, don't step on my feet."
Suddenly, a group of people roared in front of Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan stood up and slapped his palms directly on the table.
Suddenly, the table in front of him collapsed.
bump!
The huge noise made everyone quiet down.
Especially when they saw the deformed metal table, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
"If you have something to say, please say it. Don't make a fuss, worry about it, or scare other students." Zhang Fan got angry.
These guys actually crowded onto Xuan Ye.
Damn, a bunch of men are just trying to squeeze in some hair.
The group of people who were crowding towards Zhang Fan immediately took two steps back.
Scary? You are the scary person, okay?
"Stand in line. If you want me to go to your school, I can, as long as the conditions are met."
"Director Li just received a scholarship of 500,000 yuan a year and a BJ's house. By the way, Director Li, how much does your house cost in cash?"