Chapter 2151: Damn

Chapter 2151: Chapter 2151: Damn

"Ding, killing intent from Wang Qiming +999!"

"Ding, killing intent from Laozi Liu Weishan +999!"

Zhang Fan, who was originally chatting and laughing with journalists, suddenly felt the professors’ eyes turn blood-red.

Which trash came up with these questions?

I f***ing...

In a flash, countless gazes fell directly on Zhang Fan.

At this moment, the corner of Zhang Fan’s mouth twitched.

This voice really sounds exactly like his.

But he wasn’t the one who said these words.

Damn it, who is causing this commotion?

Framing me?

Zhang Fan’s eyes erupted with killing intent!

But with the crowd all around him, even if he could tell the direction, he had no idea who it was.

Right now, Zhang Fan really felt frustrated.

Who the f*** is so idle?

Imitating his voice?

This is really going too far.

"Don’t look at me, it wasn’t me who said it. These questions aren’t trash, mind you, I spent the whole morning doing them."

Zhang Fan said helplessly.

Meanwhile, ten meters away, a skinny man hidden in the crowd had a sneer on his lips.

Stupid Zhang, you never expected that I’d have voice imitation skills.

At the same time, over at Jiang Honglin’s side, everyone gritted their teeth.

"Zhang Fan, are you a man? If you have guts, admit what you said!"

"How dare you call our Professor Wang trash? This is intolerable!"

Over at Jiang Honglin’s side, a group of people were in an uproar!

Meanwhile, over at Wang Qiming’s side, a group of people smirked.

There’s anger for sure!

But looking at the not-so-good expressions of Zong Yuan and others, they were also pleased.

This kid is really a dead end for himself.

Hehe!

Trash questions?

Some of these questions even graduate students couldn’t solve.

However arrogant Zhang Fan is now, when he really has to answer the questions later, he’ll be utterly embarrassed.

Hey hey hey!

Wait, Zhang Fan said he spent the entire morning on them, what does that mean?

Many people opened their mouths wide, unable to react for a moment.

At this moment, a surprised voice suddenly erupted.

"Whoa, wait a minute, why does every question already have an answer?"

The speaker was a journalist from the media.

At this moment, he was shaking his head back and forth, looking at the small blackboards around him, which were filled with answers, with a bewildered expression.

Hearing these words, the expressions of professors on both Wang Qiming’s side and Tsinghua’s side suddenly changed.

Answers?

What answers?

Instantly, countless people rushed over.

"Tap tap tap!"

When Wang Qiming’s group came to those small blackboards, their eyes were fixed.

They are professors after all.

Although these may not be the questions they chose, the blackboards have detailed steps to follow.

They just need to verify the steps according to these answers to judge their correctness.

In just about twenty seconds, a shocked voice suddenly erupted.

"Oh my, these answers are correct! The answer to this question is correct."

"Which bastard did this? These questions were prepared for this academic competition. We spent a long time selecting them."

"You think being a professor is so great? If you have the guts, solve all these questions yourself."

A group of professors were furious.

To be able to solve these questions in such a short morning, apart from professors at their level, no one else could do it.

Suddenly, the faces of a group of professors changed dramatically.

Because the person speaking wasn’t just one person, it was a whole bunch!

"Old Li, are your questions solved too?"

"Yeah, yours too?"

"Professor Wang, yours too?"

A group of professors widened their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.

It’s important to know that here there are questions from dozens of disciplines.

If they’re all solved, does that mean there are dozens of idle professors?

Impossible!

Dozens of professors appearing here would definitely be noticed!

Moreover, everyone was just over at the square!

The professors from Tsinghua and Beijing University know each other, too, and were also present.

What the hell is going on?

"Director Li, quickly check the surveillance." A professor from Tsinghua suddenly shouted.

This matter is too bizarre!

If they don’t check the surveillance to understand the full details, they won’t be able to sleep for months.

Over at Li Liang’s side, his eyes narrowed into a line as he stared fiercely at Zhang Fan.

At this moment, his head was filled with what Zhang Fan had said earlier!

Spent the whole morning!

Could it really be Zhang Fan’s doing?

No, definitely not possible!

At this moment, Li Liang’s heart trembled.

Zhang Fan is already outstanding enough.

You could say, in his twenty years at Tsinghua, he has never met anyone more exceptional than Zhang Fan.

Proficient in thirteen foreign languages!

Accomplishments in music, traditional Chinese painting, oil painting! It can be said even Tsinghua’s professors couldn’t match him.

If these questions were really answered by Zhang Fan, this is...

He simply cannot accept it!

Is such a person still human?

Li Liang fumbled as he pulled out his phone from his pocket and logged into Tsinghua’s surveillance platform.

Soon, he found the local surveillance code, and fast-forwarded!

At this moment, Hou Dusheng, Zong Yuan, Mo Ganfu, Wang Qiming, and a group of people were craning their necks to look at Li Liang’s phone.

And everyone around held their breath, all standing on tiptoe, craning their necks to watch over at Li Liang’s side.

You could say a pin drop could be heard!

Li Liang over here found the footage of Wang Qiming and others arranging the blackboards, then fast-forwarded continuously.

Half-hour fast-forward each time.

All he needed to do was confirm whether the solutions appeared on the blackboard after a fast-forward.

A minute later, Li Liang’s hand began to tremble.

Because, in this particular fast-forward, Zhang Fan’s figure suddenly appeared on the screen.

At this moment, Zhang Fan is holding a deep-fried dough stick in his mouth, with a pen in his hand, lying in front of a blackboard.

"WTF!"

"WTF!"

"WTF!"

Whether it was Wang Qiming, Hou Dusheng, or Liu Daoming, they all exclaimed in shock.

No wonder, because of that figure on screen.

How did Zhang Fan end up here?

The time was enormously at 8:40 AM!

WTF, wasn’t he supposed to arrive at 12:30 PM?

Did he spend all these hours here?

At the same time, tens of thousands outside felt like cats scratching at their hearts.

Li Liang, Wang Qiming, they might ignore it!

But Hou Dusheng, Zong Yuan, Liu Daoming, Mo Ganfu, all of them were shocked into exclamations.

What the hell happened here?

"Professor Wang! What exactly happened!"

"Director Li, don’t keep us in suspense."

"Oh my, you’re driving us crazy! What did you discover?"

Each person didn’t dare to push forward.

No joke, fully armed special police are stationed upfront, getting close would be suicidal!

(Everyone, updates might be like this recently. Hmmm, I was lazy before, but recently things have been really busy. I’m 25 now, you know, dating stuff!)