Unlike the two invigilators in the Chinese language exam who have bad throats and need to cough from time to time, the two invigilators in the physics exam have very good throats. They even feel in the mood to look at the green mountains outside the window and slowly taste a bite of chrysanthemum tea.

At first glance, it looks quite a bit like "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains".

Thanks to the relaxation of the invigilator, some candidates began to be head-down tribes, while others started to be giraffes.

Zhang Fan was worried about these things that he didn't want to eat salty radish and began to concentrate on his own questions.

Physics is different from Chinese. Zhang Fan can accurately answer each question, because he only spent about one class and put down his pen again, then he still supported his chin with his hands, watching the forced plagiarism incident that happened in front of him with interest.

Sitting in front of him was a tall student with yellow hair, with an eartip on his right earlobe. At this time, he was facing the thin long-haired girl on his left and threatening in a low voice: "Don't block the paper with your hands, otherwise you will be dealt with later."

The thin and long-haired girl glanced at her boy who was furiously glaring at her, then bit her lips and moved her hand away.

"Pick some of the test papers." After seeing that his threat was effective, Sun Lijun began to gain a rush.

The girl did not do it any more, but asked in a low voice: "I haven't finished my own questions, I'll copy them later."

"Then you do the big questions first, let me copy the big questions." The tall boy refused to suffer a loss. Anyway, someone will give him multiple-choice answers later.

The girl nodded after being silent for a moment.

Zhang Fan looked up at the two invigilators who had been standing in the upper left corner of the blackboard in the classroom, and realized one thing that their voices were very good but their ears were not very good.

They couldn't hear the sound that disturbed him recalling the past, so Zhang Fan raised his right hand.

Fortunately, the two invigilators were not blind. When they saw Zhang Fan raising his hand, they walked towards the lower right corner of the classroom.

"What's up?"

Zhang Fan pointed to the tall boy in front of him and said, "His voice is too loud, which has affected me to do the questions."

The invigilator exam was silent for a moment and nodded, indicating that he knew.

At this time, the tall boy quietly turned around and made a spoken movement towards Zhang Fan. Although Zhang Fan didn't know what he said, he still smiled "kindly" at him.

The classroom became very quiet in the following time, especially in the area around Zhang Fan’s desk, because the invigilator was standing next to Zhang Fan’s desk.

Zhang Fan was not in the mood to observe others at this time, but instead lie on the desk and sleep with his eyes closed.

Memory is a magical thing. Sometimes it will suddenly emerge from your brain after you are touching the scene.

Zhang Fan remembered this girl. She would be caught by the invigilator for helping this tall boy cheat, and then she jumped off the railing where she had previously held.

The black scattered hair and the bright red blood flowing seemed to be vivid in my mind.

The invigilator picked up Zhang Fan's paper and turned to the last page. After looking at Zhang Fan's answers, he suddenly felt his face getting hot.

But then he laughed at himself. "I'm going to retire, why are you still doing these things?"

An invigilator in other schools collected test papers from fraudulent students, but the student couldn't think of suicide. The invigilator has not yet escaped the unreasonable entanglement of the students' parents.

This time, Zhang Fan also handed in the paper in advance. The tall boy specially followed Zhang Fan and whispered in his ear: "I'm waiting for you at the school gate."

Zhang Fan replied in an equally low voice: "It's on the bridge outside the classroom."

"Okay." Sun Lijun laughed.

Zhang Fan looked at the smile on his face and smiled even brighter.

Because it was already noon at this time, there was no wind on the bridge and the air was very hot.

When the tall boy saw Zhang Fan having the courage to follow him, he couldn't help laughing. While reaching out to slap Zhang Fan, he said proudly: "Remember, the person who hits you is Sun Lijun, from Class 12."

However, Sun Lijun's hand was suddenly grabbed by Zhang Fan, and he punched him on the bridge of his nose with a backhand, then pushed his knees into the stomach, and then he bent down and pressed him under him.

Zhang Fan rode on Sun Lijun's chest, stuffed his hands hard into the gap in the railing with his right hand, then punched him on the cheek with a force, and spat a mouthful of water on the terrazzo floor next to him.

"Who is willing to waste brain cells and remember the name of your garbage!"

Sun Lijun was still struggling, and Zhang Fan punched him in the right cheek again. "The previous punch was given to..."

Zhang Fan didn't know what he thought of, so he didn't say what he next said.

After he saw Sun Lijun saying resentfully, "I'll kill you in the future." He laughed again.

He bent down and whispered in Sun Lijun's ear: "Do you know? I've actually died once."

He then wiped the blood from Sun Lijun's face into his ear and continued, "Maybe you have never experienced the despair of waiting for death, but I can let you experience it once now."

After saying that, Zhang Fan moved his hand to Sun Lijun's neck and began to slowly use force.

Sun Lijun once thought he was a ruthless person, but now he thinks he is a coward.

After feeling that he could not breathe and Zhang Fan had no sign of letting go, he immediately began to shake his head.

Zhang Fan let go of his hand almost at the same time, patted Sun Lijun's cheek half hard, and asked with a smile: "Is he afraid?"

At this time, Sun Lijun was like a good baby, and after taking a few breaths of air, he said pitifully: "I understand, brother, I'm wrong."

Just now, he really thought he was going to die, and at the same time he found that he was a very afraid of death.

"Since you are so timid and afraid of death, why didn't you think of this when you bully others?" Zhang Fan almost yelled out this sentence, and then he couldn't help but raise his fist.

When Sun Lijun saw this, he hurriedly covered his face with his hands and began to cry.

Zhang Fan looked at the blood on Sun Lijun's face, hesitated for a moment and did not continue to wave it.

Instead, he stood up and clapped his hands and said to him, "Go and wash your face!"

Sun Lijun hurriedly stood up and nodded obediently. "Okay."

After Sun Lijun left, Zhang Fan squatted down and gently touched the blood on the ground with his hands. They had begun to solidify.

He didn't know why he was so angry just now, maybe he was disappointed with the once-siding self.

He always thought that he had forgotten this memory, but now he realized that it had been hidden in the deepest part of his mind, but it was usually buried by thick mud and sand.

After taking a long breath, Zhang Fan took out a tissue to wipe the blood clean, and then walked towards the toilet.

Sun Lijun was washing his face. When he saw that the person coming was Zhang Fan, he couldn't help but take a step back.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Fan pointed at Sun Lijun and said: You are bullying the weak in the classroom."

Then he pointed at himself and said, "I used the strong to bully the weak just now."

Finally, he showed a helpless look on his face. "It's better not to do this kind of thing. Maybe one day you and I will become the targets of bullying by others."

Sun Lijun nodded obediently. "I understand."

At this time, he didn't care about washing his face, and just wanted to leave here as quickly as possible.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Fan suddenly called out Sun Lijun who was about to leave.

The latter turned around with difficulty and pursed his mouth. "Brother, is there any Mori?"

Zhang Fan took out all the money in his pocket, leaving only one for himself, and handed it all to Sun Lijun. "Go to the hospital to check it out yourself, and if your teeth fall out, make up."

Sun Lijun quickly shook his head. "It didn't fall off, it's just a little loose."

But he didn't dare to reach out to take the money. The stack of 100 yuan bills was at least a thousand, so he forced himself to smile again. "Brother, don't bother."

"I'll continue to give it to you." Zhang Fan stuffed the money directly into Sun Lijun's hand, then turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, he turned around and said, "Team 5, Zhang Fan, I don't have enough medical money to come to me."

Just as Zhang Fan doesn't want to remember Sun Lijun's name, Sun Jun doesn't want to remember Zhang Fan's name either.

"This person is so scary. It's better to stay away from him. He looks like a rich second generation."

After seeing Sun Lijun leave his vision, Zhang Fan came to the bridge again.

At this time, a cool breeze blew across his cheeks, making him feel that he was no longer hot.

After handing over the paper, Bai Xue hurriedly ran to Zhang Fan, looked at him carefully, and patted her chest in fear.

"I just thought you handed in advance to go out for a fight."

Zhang Fan smiled, revealing his white teeth.

"How could it be! I'm a good student."
Chapter completed!