The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City

Chapter 12: I Am Your Father

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zhang Fan held the test paper and took a look. Sure enough, he could understand everything.

He no longer needed to guess the multiple-choice questions. Judging from the question types on this test paper, Zhang Fan finally understood how meticulous Ye Xuan’s notes were. With just a glance, he saw a comprehensive collection of various grammar rules and examples.

Zhang Fan’s pen swiftly moved across the paper, almost without any hesitation, knowing the correct answers.

He finished the previous multiple-choice questions in just 5 minutes.

“Hmm, 5 minutes have passed. Why hasn’t Zhang Fan handed in his paper?” Yu Qiang looked at Zhang Fan, who was deep in thought, feeling somewhat surprised. Didn’t this guy hand in his paper within three minutes during the last exam?

Could it be that he’s seriously doing the questions now?

Soon, Yu Qiang sneered, a smirk appearing on his face. Just the thought of Zhang Fan’s English proficiency made him wear a sinister smile.

Even if he’s doing the questions seriously, with his English level, his accuracy might be even lower than randomly guessing. Yu Qiang did not believe that Zhang Fan managed to improve his English grades during the winter vacation.

10 minutes passed, and Yu Qiang’s confusion deepened as he observed Zhang Fan, who was furrowing his brows and contemplating. His gaze started to become sharp.

Could this guy be planning to cheat?

15 minutes passed, and during those 15 minutes, Yu Qiang never took his eyes off Zhang Fan.

Cheat? Hmph, he did not believe that he could not keep an eye on one person. If Zhang Fan dared to cheat, he could directly turn his English grade into zero and make him stay alone in the classroom for an extra hour every night for additional lessons. If Zhang Fan tried to escape, Yu Qiang was 100 percent confident that he could get Zhang Fan transferred out of Class 26.

At this moment, Zhang Fan’s entire focus was on the test paper.

The multiple-choice questions were easy, the reading section was average, and as for the essay, it was a bit troublesome.

He wrote swiftly, the pen gliding like a dragon.

25 minutes passed, and Yu Qiang’s eyes grew dry as he stared fixedly.

Although he had not caught Zhang Fan cheating, the movements of Zhang Fan’s pen made him step down from the podium and walk towards Zhang Fan.

When he took a look, he was dumbfounded.

Zhang Fan was writing an English essay? What? Did the sun rise from the west?

“Hehe, some classmates really have limited English proficiency. Is it fun to copy the reading passage?” Yu Qiang said slowly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, but his mocking expression occupied most of it.

“Hahaha.”

Laughter rang out. Everyone knew that Yu Qiang was definitely talking about Zhang Fan. Throughout the entire class, besides Gao Qi, only Zhang Fan had such terrible English skills.

Wait… when did Zhang Fan ever write an English essay?

Every time after the exams, he would leave within three minutes, and he was too lazy even to write his name. Could he actually write an essay?

After every exam, if someone did not write the essay, it was always him and Gao Qi, but if we were talking about someone who never wrote it, that was undoubtedly Zhang Fan.

F*ck, did the sun rise from the west? This guy is writing an essay?

Moreover, it seemed like more than twenty minutes had already passed. If it weren’t for Fatty Yu’s words, they would not have noticed. Did this guy undergo a personality change?

Only Ye Xuan’s face showed a trace of displeasure. She suddenly stopped and clenched her delicate fist.

This Yu Qiang is going too far.

“Some people, they have nothing better to do than poke their noses in others’ business,” murmured Zhang Fan, his pen swiftly moving across the paper.

Yu Qiang’s face stiffened, growing even colder. He let out a disdainful snort, lowering his head and casting a brief, rigid glance.

This guy’s composition doesn’t seem like a plagiarized reading. Why does it actually look good?

No, this guy must have cheated. Otherwise, how could he write such a well-crafted English essay?

In the next moment, Yu Qiang coldly ordered, “Zhang Fan, stand up.”

Zhang Fan stopped writing, his gaze icy. “I’ll stand up just because you say so? Who do you think you are?”

Everyone stopped writing, their eyes fixed on Zhang Fan in astonishment.

Has this kid lost his mind today? He dares to speak to Yu Fatty like that, without fearing the consequences?

“Zhang Fan, who do you think you’re talking to?” Yu Qiang’s face began to tremble.

“Who do you think?” Zhang Fan twirled his pen, coldly staring at Yu Qiang. This bastard, since the beginning of high school, has been causing trouble for him. Previously, Zhang Fan could not be bothered to talk to this pr*ck, but the pr*ck had still pushed his luck.

“You cheated, and yet you have the audacity to speak?” Yu Qiang shouted, his voice thunderous.

Zhang Fan sneered, “Where’s the evidence?”

“Do we still need evidence? With your garbage-level English skills, how could you write such an essay? What more evidence do we need?”

“I’m your father!” Zhang Fan leaned against the wall, coldly staring at Yu Qiang.

Everyone’s expressions turned blank. Damn, Zhang Fan must not have taken his medication today, or maybe he took the wrong one. He dares to insult Yu Fatty to his face, isn’t he asking for trouble?

Yu Qiang was furious. After teaching for so many years, no one had ever dared to insult him face to face. He raised his hand and slapped towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan raised his hand, grabbing Yu Qiang’s arm, then stood up, his right fist clenched, and fiercely struck the table.

Crack.

The sturdy wooden table shattered, leaving a fist-sized hole on the surface.

Everyone was shocked.

A punch that broke through the wooden table? Are you kidding?

At this moment, they finally understood why Long Xin had lost so miserably.

This strength… Long Xin was sitting intact in the classroom. It seemed that Zhang Fan had shown mercy. If that punch had landed on his body, would it have broken a couple of ribs?

“Fatty Yu, in the past, I couldn’t be bothered to argue with you. So what? You said I cheated, so I cheated. Now I say I’m your father, do you have any evidence to prove otherwise? Want to fight? Let’s go outside the school and give it a try.”

Zhang Fan was truly angry. Cheating? Did he copy someone else’s work? Did he flip through books? Did he use a phone to find answers? Damn it, he even resorted to physical violence. Even a clay figurine has some fire in its heart, let alone a human being.

Yu Qiang was frightened by Zhang Fan’s punch. His face turned pale, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. At the same time, he could feel Zhang Fan’s hand gripping his wrist like an iron claw. At this moment, he panicked, “I’m a teacher, do you know that assaulting a teacher can get you expelled?”

Zhang Fan let go of his hand, a smirk appearing on his lips. “Did I hit you?”

“You… you are lawless! Just wait, I’m going to find the principal now. Today, I will make sure you get expelled from this school.” Fatty Yu turned and ran, rolling on the ground like a winter melon.

“Tsk.” Zhang Fan laughed dismissively. Was he digging his own grave? Getting expelled from school during senior year would undoubtedly ruin his future.

“Brother Fan, you’re so badass!”

A girl’s eyes sparkled with admiration as she gushed, completely infatuated.

“Don’t worry, I’ll testify that Yu Qiang wanted to hit you,” Ye Xuan slowly spoke up, a tinge of anger on her face.