In the classroom, seeing He Guofeng's excited appearance, Ye Fan was confused and asked subconsciously:
"Vice President He, do you know me?"
"Student Ye Fan, did you represent the Jiangnan Provincial Competition Team in the National Mathematical Olympiad last year?" He Guofeng asked expectantly.
"Yes!" Ye Fan replied.
"Hahaha... it really is you!"
Suddenly, He Guofeng let out a hearty laugh, and continued:
"Last year’s competition, I was one of the reviewers. The winning students were all high school students from all over the country, and you were the only high school student! Although only the silver award was won, I still proposed to the school and sent it to you. Special invitation to enter the school! It's a pity... you rejected our Jiangnan University!"
Hearing He Guofeng's words, everyone present remembered that last year, Ye Fan was really the most dazzling son of the Suzhou-Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School!
And his rejection of Jiangnan University's special offer caused a sensation at the time.
In the eyes of everyone, Ye Fan is definitely Mou Zujin going to Qingbei University or Yanjing University!
However, the good times didn't last long, and it didn't take long for Ye Fan's grades to plummet, and his refusal of Jiangnan University's deeds was completely a joke!
Who knows that now, Ye Fan has regained his strength, and even the talent shown in mathematics is even more exaggerated than last year!
Immediately afterwards, He Guofeng read the test paper over and over again, resisting the ecstasy in his heart, and asked again: "Student Ye Fan, did you really finish this paper in ten minutes?"
"It's true!"
Ye Fan held his head high, neither humble nor overbearing.
He Guofeng heard the words, his eyes were clear, and he looked up and down Ye Fan, as if he was looking at a piece of unpolished jade. After pondering for a long time, he said with emotion:
"Genius! A genius that is rare in a century! Student Ye Fan, I made a mistake in my judgment before, and an ordinary special recruit is totally unworthy of your talent! So...I can recruit you to become my closed disciple. , The undergraduate, master, and doctoral program will provide you with a full scholarship. If you plan to study abroad in the future, I can be considered as some contacts and can contact you with top foreign universities!"
Hearing the olive branch thrown by He Guofeng at this moment, the other students in the classroom were beyond jealous.
Because He Guofeng's conditions were too generous!
With a full scholarship, He Guofeng is a leader in the field of mathematics calculus. He can become his closed disciple, and his future achievements are limitless!
This is much better than entering Qingbei University!
...
However, just when everyone thought that Ye Fan would accept without hesitation, he shook his head towards He Guofeng and said firmly:
"Vice President He, thank you for your kindness, but Jiangnan University is not my ultimate goal!"
As soon as he said this, He Guofeng's smile froze, his face pale and embarrassment to the extreme.
The scene instantly became silent and silent.
Feeling this extremely embarrassing atmosphere, Principal Sun hurriedly came out and said:
"Student Ye Fan, do you know how many people dream of becoming a closed disciple of Vice Principal He? Don't hurry up and apologize to Vice Principal He and ask for his forgiveness!"
Who knows that Ye Fan heard this, but categorically said: "I don't think I said anything wrong, so I won't apologize!"
"you!"
Principal Sun was furious, and just about to yell at him, who knew He Guofeng on the side, instead let out a hearty laugh:
"Hahaha...well! Young people are ambitious, with your talent, if you follow me, maybe you are really a talent! Student Ye Fan, I hope you can realize your ideals, I will always pay attention to you! "
With that said, He Guofeng turned to look at Principal Sun again, and said solemnly:
"President Sun, it is a blessing to have a talent like Ye Fan in your school. I hope that other students can also learn from his firm belief in ideals! Okay, today’s inspection is almost over, I should go back. !"
"That...Vice President He, I'll give it to you!"
Principal Sun nodded and bowed quickly, followed in He Guofeng's footsteps and walked out, while the dean of education Yang Feng and other school leaders also followed all the way.
For a time, only Yang Weinan and class 6 students were left in the classroom.
But now, the eyes of all the students in Class 6 looking at Ye Fan are completely different from before, admiring, admiring, admiring...
Even He Guofeng, a figure in the mathematics world, called him "a genius rare in a century", which made Ye Fan add a strong legendary color!
At this time, Ye Fan's gaze fell on Yang Weinan on the podium.
He put his hands on his chest, a joking smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Yang Weinan, according to our previous betting agreement, now you lose!"
"No! Impossible!"
Suddenly, Yang Weinan, with a pale face, pointed at Ye Fan with trembling fingers, and made a hysterical shout:
"You cheated! That's right, you must have got the standard answer for this exam from nowhere, otherwise it would not be possible to finish it so soon!"
After hearing this, Ye Fan looked at Yang Weinan with an idiot look, and said coldly:
"Yang Weinan, it seems that you are not only bad at teaching, but also basic logic skills are like a mentally retarded! If I get the standard answer in advance, then I can't get the final question right, because the standard answer is Wrong! About this, Vice Principal He has already proved it for me before!"
Speaking of this, Ye Fan suddenly strode to the side of the podium, picked up the glass that Yang Weinan had spit on before, raised it in front of him, and said with a smile:
"Yang Weinan, now it's your turn to fulfill your bet! Come on, warrior, dry this freshly baked hot phlegm!"
...
As soon as he said this, Yang Weinan's face changed suddenly, looking at the cup of hot phlegm close at hand, he only felt sick.
Originally, in his opinion, Ye Fan had no chance of winning this bet, but he never imagined that in the end, he really did not lose money!
Seeing his hesitant appearance, Ye Fan continued: "Why... Yang Weinan, don't want to drink? That's okay. According to the previous agreement, if you repent, just resign!"
When Yang Weinan heard the words, his expression was ugly.
Of course he is not willing to let him resign. The teachers at Suzhou-Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School were paid quite well, and his brother Yang Feng took a lot of thought to get him in!
But if he wants to drink this hot phlegm now, he can't do anything.
After pondering for a long time, Yang Weinan suddenly squeezed a smile on his face that was uglier than crying, and said to Ye Fan: "Student Ye Fan, don't be so serious! The teacher just made a joke with you. Not really!"
"Humph!"
Ye Fan sneered when he heard the words, and sternly said: "Yang Weinan, if I lose, you may have a different face now! Today you either drank this cup of hot phlegm or resigned, there is no third possibility!"
Seeing the softness, Yang Weinan's eyes flashed a vicious look, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Huh... Ye Fan, who do you think you are, the school principal? Dare to talk to the teacher like this! Now Vice Principal He is gone, no one is covering you, you are still a student of Suzhou-Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School after all, and mine My uncle is the director of teaching, tusk..."
Although Yang Weinan did not finish speaking, the threat in his tone was very obvious.
"Oh?"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and said, "According to that, you are determined to shame?"
"Haha... so what? I am a teacher and you are a student. Would you dare to rebel and fail?" Yang Weinan said arrogantly.
"Yang Weinan, since you don't want to drink, then let me help you!"
With that, Ye Fan Lightning shot, and suddenly grabbed Yang Weinan by the collar and pulled him in front of him.
Unexpectedly, Yang Weinan had no time to dodge, and Ye Fan is now a martial artist with three levels of Qi refining, even if it is ten Yang Weinan, he is not his opponent!
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan squeezed Yang Weinan's cheeks with his right hand, forced his mouth to open, and then suddenly poured the hot phlegm in his mouth.
"thump!"
The hot phlegm poured into Yang Weinan's mouth instantly.
"Oh!"
The disgusting breath caused Yang Weinan's pupils to shrink suddenly, subconsciously pinched his neck with his hands, knelt down and retched, trying to vomit the sputum.
Feeling the hot phlegm remaining in his mouth, Yang Weinan's facial features are extremely hideous, all twisted together.
Who knows that the phlegm is too thick, Yang Weinan can't vomit it out, but sticks to the teeth and tongue coating. In desperation, he has to chew continuously, but it feels like gum. rotten.
However, his appearance fell in the eyes of others, as if he was eating that hot phlegm with relish.
For a while, many students around covered their mouths, retched, and said in disgust:
"Oh... Teacher Yang is really disgusting, how can he work hard to eat phlegm, is it possible that he would like this bite!"
"Huh...really spicy eyes, I can't eat lunch today!"
...
After finally chewing off the hot phlegm in his mouth, Yang Weinan just wanted to spit it out, but instinctively swallowed his saliva, swallowing the hot phlegm completely into his abdomen with a "gudong" sound.
"Ah!"
Yang Weinan screamed normally, and rushed out of the classroom, and his hoarse roar came from far away:
"Ye Fan, you wait for me, I will definitely let you fire!"
Hearing Yang Weinan's harsh words, Ye Fan didn't care.
For him now, a small role like Yang Weinan is nothing to fear.
At this time, the classmates from Class 6 approached him again and exclaimed:
"Ye Fan, you are so awesome today!"
"Yeah, Brother Fan, I've seen Yang Weinan displeased a long time ago. You let him swallow such a big mouthful of hot phlegm, it's too much relief!"
"Brother Fan, please take my knees!"
Facing everyone's compliments, Ye Fan's heart was very calm, and he didn't drift off.
He knew that these guys were nothing more than clutter, and there was no real friendship with him at all!
Without strength, why speak dignity!
Only by constantly improving yourself can you become a real strong!
At this moment, in the corner of the classroom, looking at Ye Fan, who looked at the stars holding the moon, Banhua Suman's eyes flashed with a bit of resentment.
In the following whole day, the story about Ye Fan spread throughout the third grade of senior high school, and almost no one knew about it.
Whether it was rejecting He Guofeng's kind invitation or forced Yang Weinan to drink phlegm, it was an unprecedented feat!
One day passed quickly, but when school was approaching, Ye Fan received an unexpected call.
