Yang Fan moved, "Yes."

"it is good."

Li Zhongyue nodded, wiped everything off the blackboard, and then spent another five or six minutes drawing pictures.

"Come up."

Li Zhongyue made the request, and then Yang Fan stepped onto the stage in the eyes of all the students.

Three minutes later, Yang Fan flicked his finger, and a large chunk of chalk was accurately popped into the chalk box.

"How is this possible?!"

When Yang Fan finished writing the last topic, Li Zhongyue looked surprised. It's not because Yang Fan got everything right, but because Yang Fan saw that his knowledge of the second and third grades was also applied to it, he actually used several methods for one question, and the process was impeccable and more standard than the standard answer.

"Teacher, did I do the wrong thing?"

Yang Fan checked it again, and there was no problem.

"No, it's too standard. You are only in the first year of junior high, and you have mastered the content of the second semester of junior high. What a genius."

Li Zhongyue was horrified, because these topics were difficult even for junior high school students, so he looked at Yang Fan with admiration.

"Then I..."

"Please feel free to do anything as long as it doesn't affect others' learning."

When Yang Fan returned to his seat, the people in the back row looked at him with admiration, and of course some people had bad eyes.

"Brother Yang is really amazing."

Xu Sanduo sat on the left side of Yang Fan and said in a low voice.

"Nothing, as long as you study hard, you can do the same to me."

Soon the first class was over. The incident of Yang Fan showing his hands and feet in class suddenly spread throughout the grade, and many people heard it, including teachers.

Yang Fan just started studying, and this incident made him a celebrity in the whole year.

Soon the second class came. This was a Chinese class. The teacher was Pan Lianying, the head teacher of Yang Fan's class. She was very beautiful. Yang Fan had a deep influence on her and he respected her very much.

Pan Lianying walked into the classroom and looked at Yang Fan slightly. It was obvious that she had also heard of Yang Fan's deeds in the previous class.

Pan Lianying opened the book and just wanted to start a lecture, but at a glance she saw Yang Fan lying on the table sleeping.

"Yang Fan..."

Just as Pan Lianying uttered two words, Yang Fan, who was lying on his stomach, suddenly raised his head, and looked towards the back row of walls. The wall was like a transparent board. Yang Fan's sight passed through the barriers, and the focus of his sight came to the orphanage.

A group of people came at the gate of the orphanage. The leader was a bald, shirtless, vicious-looking man, and his upper body was covered with tattoos. It was obviously not good.

In front of this group of people, an old man crouched, he was very old, dressed in gray and very old.

The bald man said something to the old man, and then stepped forward and gave the old man a slap. All of this was observed by Yang Fan's consciousness, and his heart was somewhat furious.

The old man is not someone else, but the dean of the orphanage, the person Yang Fan respects most. Yang Fan likes to call him Dad. In fact, all the children in the orphanage call him Dad because he is very kind.

His surname is Yang, and he was picked up by his father when Yang Fan was only a few months old. Because he felt that Yang Fan would have made extraordinary achievements in the future, he named him Yang Fan.

Yang Fan suddenly got up and attracted everyone's attention.

"Student Yang Fan, are you doing anything to get up?"

"Teacher Pan, I have something to go home."

"what's up?"

Although today the students who live on campus have to go home after school, there is no reason why they are not allowed to go home early.

"If something is going on, I'll go first."

Dad was beaten, and Yang Fan couldn't bear it anymore and walked out of the classroom.

Upon seeing this, Pan Lianying hurriedly chased out, and at the same time signaled the representative of the Chinese class to maintain class order.

Just waiting for Pan Lianying to rush out of the classroom, Yang Fan was no longer visible outside the classroom.

At this moment, there was a burst of air breaking in the sky, and Pan Lianying turned to look at it, and a black shadow that was almost to the limit flashed in between.

"Strange, where is Fan Yang? Is it running so fast?"

Thinking of this, she hurried to the school gate, where there was a security guard. At the same time, it is also responsible for the entry and exit of the students. As long as Yang Fan wants to leave the school, he must pass through our door. Without the leave slip, the students cannot leave the school at all.

Pan Lianying soon came to the school gate. In the guard room, three young and strong men were chatting. The small door beside the gate was also closed. Pan Lianying was relieved and relieved. After all, once something happens, as a class teacher, you have to be responsible.

"Three big brothers, did any students go out just now?"

The three of them walked out, and a middle-aged man with a Chinese character shook his head.

"Mr. Pan, the three of us have never seen any students going out. As long as they are within 50 meters of the school gate, we can definitely see it."

"Okay, trouble."

The disappearance of Yang Fan made Pan Lianying anxious, went to the grade director's office, and recounted what had just happened. The grade director is a middle-aged man in his fifties with a small stature. His name is Tang Heping. He has been teaching in Dandelion for more than 20 years.

"Is there anything else?"

Tang Heping frowned, said.

"Teacher Pan, you and I will look for it now. If we can't find it in ten minutes, we will mobilize the students to search together. We must find it."

Tang Heping had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Ok."

Pan Lianying is a Chinese teacher that Yang Fan has known since the first grade of elementary school. Later, because he was reluctant to bear Yang Fan's current class of students, he applied to enter junior high school teaching.

In fact, there is a primary school in Dandelion Middle School, so the entire school area is very large. However, for better management, elementary and junior high schools are separated.

Pan Lianying, 27 years old this year, has a son, and the child is also six or seven years old. He has started kindergarten. Yang Fan has also met him. He is a very cute kid.

A few minutes ago, in addition to the classroom, Yang Fan went to the toilet. One of his predecessors disappeared. Then, he flew toward the orphanage at a speed exceeding a hundred times the speed of sound.

Around Yang Fan, there was a layer of true vitality, which removed the sonic boom caused by supersonic speed. It's just that the true power can't completely remove all the sounds, so Pan Lianying heard the sound of breaking through the sky.

The distance of tens of kilometers arrived in a blink of an eye, and Yang Fan's strong vision allowed Yang Fan to see the group of big men at the entrance of the orphanage and the old elder father who covered his face from a distance.

"Father!"

Yang Fan's eyes were hazy, and tears rolled in his eye sockets. This was the first time he wanted to cry since the beginning of his cultivation.

During the nearly two years in Wuyuan Continent, Yang Fan missed his father, and now he has finally returned to Blue Star.

Thinking of Yang Fan accelerating again, the distance of tens of kilometers just made Yang Fan fly out of a terrifying record of less than a second.

On the ground, the old man covered his cheeks, bowed his body, with scarlet palm prints on his face, which made Yang Fan feel distressed.