Around Zhang Fan, numerous professors craned their necks to stare at him.
To their astonishment, they realized that their reading speed couldn't match Zhang Fan's speed of answering questions.
That was awkward.
So, a few minutes later, a group of professors took seats in the front row.
At this moment, waves of people started filing in.
When they saw the professors in the front row with Li Liang and Hou Dusheng, they quieted their footsteps but still rushed to find empty seats.
In just six minutes, the entire conference hall was filled with people.
With no places left to sit, some people squatted on the steps, eyes wide open, staring at Zhang Fan.
"This guy is answering questions so fast, not even two minutes passed, and he flipped the page on the test!"
"Damn, does he have the answers? He's copying answers, isn't he?"
"Shut up, what do you know? The test was personally selected from the test vault by Zhuang Bi! Where would he get the answers?"
