Zhang Tong's eyes are yin and yang eyes, not fiery eyes and golden eyes.
With his yin and yang eyes open, he could only see the gloomy and strange aura on Fan Long's body, but he couldn't see what kind of existence was hidden under that strange aura.
But this is enough for Zhang Tong.
Looking at Feng Yu who was already supporting Fan Long and planning to go out together in the rain, Zhang Tong suddenly said:
"If I were you, I would definitely stay away from him."
An inexplicable remark made everyone look at Zhang Tong subconsciously, with surprise on their faces.
Zhuang Jia, whose heart was already vaguely tied to Fan Long, frowned and said dissatisfied:
"Zhang Dahai, what do you mean? The senior sprained his foot while chopping firewood for us. What's wrong with you?"
All eyes were focused on him. Zhang Tong stood up slowly and stared at Fan Long:
"If he were Senior Fan, I would definitely not say such things."
"But... what if he is not Senior Fan?"
Zhang Tong's voice echoed in the mountain temple. Even the heavy rain outside the mountain temple could not cover up his voice.
"What nonsense are you talking about? If he is not Senior Fan, who else is Senior Fan?"
Looking at Zhang Tong with a serious face, Feng Yu frowned and looked at Zhang Tong suspiciously:
"You kid, aren't you crazy?"
Zhang Tong shook his head slightly, looked at Fan Long, who looked honest and honest, and chuckled: "He is really not Senior Fan. If you don't believe it, I can prove it to you."
"How are you going to prove it?"
Zhang Qian, who had been silent for the whole time, spoke weakly, but there was a twinkle in her eyes that was unique to girls gossiping.
Zhang Tong stared at Fan Long and said in a deep voice:
"It's very simple. Mr. Fan is a junior majoring in teaching, right? He wants to study advanced mathematics, right?"
"So if the integrand is continuous, the original function does not necessarily exist. Is this statement correct or wrong?"
After saying a word, there was a sudden silence in the mountain temple, leaving only the sound of the violent storm, which kept coming from outside.
"Hahaha, no, I'm laughing so hard."
The next moment, Zhang Qian suddenly covered her stomach and let out a laugh like a silver bell.
While laughing, Zhang Qian pointed at Fan Long:
"Look, Senior Fan's expression has changed!"
"Zhang Dahai, you must have done this on purpose. Who doesn't know that Mr. Fan has retaken his advanced math courses from his freshman year to his junior year?"
"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard!"
As Zhang Qian burst into laughter, the tense atmosphere before suddenly disappeared.
Even Zhuang Jia just looked at Zhang Tong angrily and smiled at the same time.
Feng Yu, who was supporting Fan Long, couldn't stop laughing. While laughing, he explained:
"I finally discovered the sea."
"You are not good at telling ghost stories, but your ability to tell jokes is extraordinary."
"Okay, I'm just kidding you. I'll give you a chicken drumstick after I finish chopping firewood."
The atmosphere seemed to become very awkward. Zhang Tong looked confused. The knowledge level of college students nowadays seems to be a bit low...
Seeing that Feng Yu was about to help Fan Long out, Zhang Tong, who believed that Fan Long had a problem, naturally would not give up because of his mistake.
Then, Zhang Tong almost shouted: "Stop! He is definitely not Senior Fan Long!"
This time, even Feng Yu, a good old man, looked at Zhang Tong differently.
Feng Yu's face looked a little ugly, but he still seemed to be controlling his emotions:
"Da Dahai, just make a joke once and have fun, don't go too far."
Zhang Tong shrugged, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
He looked around, and after seeing everyone showing dissatisfaction with him, he spread his hands indifferently:
"Well, it seems you don't want to believe me."
"Then, I will say it one last time. If you still don't believe me after I say it, then when the sun rises tomorrow, we will go to each side of the road facing the sky."
After saying that, Zhang Tong didn't care whether several people agreed or not, and suddenly pointed at Fan Long's belt that was exposed because he was shirtless:
"Don't you think it's strange that this word is on the belt? It should be reversed from left to right, right?"
Zhang Tong's serious look made the three of them subconsciously look at Fan Long's belt.
As expected, the words on the belt were very awkward, completely upside down.
Normal people usually don't pay attention to such small details.
So much so that after being reminded by Zhang Tong, everyone who discovered this scene couldn't help but show unexpected expressions on their faces.
Of course, it was just an accident, but they still chose to believe in their senior.
But Zhang Tong didn't care whether they believed in him or not. As he said before, if Zhang Tong reminded them one last time, it would be the end of his benevolence.
If they continue to choose not to believe in themselves and instead believe in this weird thing, Zhang Tong would not mind wishing them good luck on their road to hell.
In this state of mind, Zhang Tong didn't care whether they really felt something was wrong, and said to himself:
"From the moment he came in, I felt very awkward."
"But I can't tell you exactly what's awkward about it."
"Until I saw his tattoo, if I remember correctly, Senior Fan's tattoo should be on his left arm, right?"
"Look, where is his tattoo now?"
Zhang Tong was so calm that even if everyone clearly didn't believe him, they still subconsciously looked at the shirtless Fan Long.
The tattoo on the left arm is gone, but there is a dragon tattoo on the right arm.
"how so?!"
The strange phenomenon subconsciously caused Feng Yu to let go of Fan Long's arm, take a few steps back, and look at Zhang Tong in disbelief.
Others also realized something was wrong and subconsciously looked at Fan Long who had already walked to the door.
Fan Long was standing at the door, with deep darkness behind him, and a face that was flickering against the background of the firelight.
"Feng Yu, let's go quickly. The bonfire will be extinguished soon. Don't listen to this kid's nonsense. Isn't this good for me?"
As he spoke, Fan Long grinned hard, and grabbed Feng Yu with his thick arm.
Seeing Fan Long trying to drag him out, Feng Yu took several steps back, his face full of panic.
Something is so wrong!
After being reminded by Zhang Tong, everyone found something awkward about Fan Long.
Not only was everything turned upside down, but it was also inexplicable and they couldn't figure out where the awkwardness came from.
Everyone felt a chill creeping up their bodies, and looked at Fan Long with horror and suspicion.
Zhuang Jia's face turned pale, and he swallowed subconsciously. He looked at Fan Long, who had a strange smile on his face, and then at Zhang Tong, who looked calm and collected.
The air became silent again, and there was no sound in the mountain temple.