At this very moment, Hou Dusheng, Wang Qiming, and the others, had no intention of dealing with these people.
Right now, their minds were full of: Is this really happening?
Is it true?
Is it really true!
"Slow it down, slow it down from the moment Zhang Fan appeared!" Wang Qiming said, widening his eyes.
Truly, at this moment, Wang Qiming's inner world was somewhat collapsing.
He really couldn't believe that Zhang Fan did all these problems.
This was literally unimaginable, right?
Dozens of subjects!
And each problem was at least at the senior level of an outstanding student.
What kind of concept is this?
Senior year, outstanding students.
When they graduate, they can completely rely on these skills to earn a living.
Moreover, some difficult problems even graduate students can't solve.
If Zhang Fan did this, what's the point of coming to Tsinghua for an academic competition?
Isn't this like rubbing your face on someone else's shoe soles?
