The venue for the semi-finals was a large lecture hall, which could accommodate nearly 300 people at most, and everyone quickly found the lecture hall on the fourth floor of Shaw Building following the school's guidance signs.

A total of 120 participants were presented, with 60 in the first round, 30 in the second round, 10 in the third round, and three finalists in the final round.

"Half of the people will be eliminated in the first round? It's too much pressure. "Many people saw this rule of the game, and the atmosphere became a little solemn.

Teacher Kangda frowned, he didn't have much confidence in his students, except for Wang Shihan, who was more prominent, the other three could only be regarded as decent.

As for Zhang Fan, Kangda felt that his idea of "Chinese-style education" was novel, but the writing was not very brilliant.

"I just hope that the first round will not be wiped out." Kangda thought.

Zhang Fan's mentality is probably the most relaxed of all, and he doesn't have the slightest expectation of this kind of competition, but this kind of tension is something he hasn't experienced in many years.

"Hey, this classmate, are you here for the competition?"

Suddenly, a person sprang out from behind him, and Zhang Fan turned around to find that it was a young man wearing a peaked cap, and the hat almost covered half of his face.

"Hmm." Zhang Fan responded lightly, this man found out as soon as he entered the door, sneakily wandering in the lecture hall, and wearing a hat on such a hot day, it was really refreshing.

"Classmate, you seem to be very confident, which school are you?" The young man put his hand on Zhang Fan's shoulder very familiarly.

"The primary school in the county is not famous."

Hearing this, the young man had a faint smile on his face, "Although it is a county school, I believe that you can definitely enter the next few rounds, classmate." ”

"Thank you." Zhang Fan really didn't want to talk to the young man, but he wanted to know what this person was trying to make.

The young man rubbed his hands, lowered the hat on his head a few more points, approached Zhang Fan and whispered, "Classmate, I have something good for you to see, which will help you in this competition." ”

"What's that?" Zhang Fan asked with some interest.

"Hehe, let's go over there."

Zhang Fan was dragged by the middle-aged man to a small corner of the classroom, and then he saw the middle-aged man take out an envelope from his arms.

"Classmate, this is the first round of prediction questions, I can sell it to you cheaply if you want." The middle-aged man opened the envelope to reveal a corner.

"Prediction topic, our school teachers have also predicted, I don't need this." Zhang Fan's eyes stared, this is definitely not to sell prediction topics, there must be something boring.

The middle-aged man suppressed his voice and laughed in a low voice: "Hehe, classmate, you don't know, I have someone inside, you know." ”

"What do you mean there's someone inside?" Zhang Fan's expression was very puzzled, like a little boy who didn't understand anything, but he was a little shocked in his heart, is this a blatant sale?

"Little classmate, to be clear, this is the topic of tomorrow morning's competition." The middle-aged man smiled evilly and shook the envelope in his hand in front of Zhang Fan's eyes.

Zhang Fan was skeptical about this middle-aged man, and the point of doubt was how could the title of this kind of competition be leaked? One of the things that some believe is that this person is so blatantly peddling topics in the arena of the competition, is it so difficult that he has not been reported? Or is it really someone inside who doesn't care?

"Really" Zhang Fan looked very surprised, "How much do you want?" I don't have enough pocket money. ”

"It's not expensive, this number." The middle-aged man held out two fingers.

"Two pieces?"

The smile on the middle-aged man's face instantly froze, "Don't be kidding. ”

"Twenty?"

The middle-aged man was a little impatient, and stuffed the envelope back into his clothes, "Two hundred yuan, if you don't have it, go to your parents and ask for it." ”

"But my parents don't, only the teacher is there." Zhang Fan said.

"This ......" the middle-aged man seemed to have some scruples, "Teacher's words, then forget it, how much money do you have, classmate?" ”

Zhang Fan dug it out on his body and took out a banknote from his jacket pocket, "That's all, this is my meal money today." ”

"What? Just ten dollars? Do you take ten dollars with you when you go out for an exam? The middle-aged man looked at the ten yuan handed over by Zhang Fan, and his expression was a little weird.

"Yes, brother, I have ten dollars left, can you sell me the topic?" Zhang Fan pursed his mouth and looked at the man in front of him with blank eyes.

"You...... That's ten dollars...... I ......"

As the two whispered, Conda walked over to him.

"Zhang Fan, what are you doing? Why don't you go with everyone? Kangda had actually noticed Zhang Fan and this middle-aged man a long time ago, he must have taken good care of his students, even if Zhang Fan was smart, he was only a teenager, but the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became, why did Zhang Fan still take out the money from his pocket?

"Teacher, I'll be here soon." Zhang Fan turned around and replied.

The middle-aged man seemed to be afraid of running into the teacher, so he hurriedly said, "Ah, your teacher is here, classmate, I'll leave first." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man slipped out of the lecture hall, and his running speed was staggering.

"Zhang Fan, what was that person doing just now?" Kangda looked suspiciously in the direction where the middle-aged man slipped away.

Zhang Fan put the ten yuan back in his pocket and said, "Teacher, he said that he sells prediction questions." ”

"Predictions?" Kangda was puzzled, "What prediction questions need to be sold like this?" ”

Zhang Fan smiled: "Teacher, he said that he has someone inside. ”

“……”

Kangda knew that all kinds of competition questions would be exposed every few years, but he didn't expect it to be so rampant this year, running to the exam room to sell questions?

"Did you buy it?" Conda asked.

"I don't have that much money, he wants two hundred, I'll get ten." Zhang Fan said.

"Don't touch this kind of thing even if you have money, you know?" Kangda looked at Zhang Fan and said solemnly.

"Don't worry, teacher, I understand."

The group left after a simple visit to the examination room, and after this small episode, Zhang Fan had no expectations for tomorrow's essay.

Following.

Kangda and his group came to the outside of the examination room very early to wait.

"Remember, the time for the competition is very tight, from eight o'clock to ten o'clock, a total of two hours, but be sure to review the questions carefully, don't panic!" Kangda said.

Everyone nodded, but Zhang Fan turned around and found that the middle-aged man who sold the question yesterday was also mixed in the crowd.

Ding Ding Ding!

The bell rings, it's exam time!

Zhang Fan and the four of them sat very close to each other in the examination room, Zhang Mengmeng and Wang Shihan sat in the row on his left, and Guo Kang happened to sit in the upper right corner of him.

Brush! The projector lights up, and the screen in front of the lecture hall shows the question of the first round of exams - the tree! The subject matter and genre are customized, and the number of words is not limited.

Zhang Fan didn't start writing, nor did he think about the content of the question, he was very surprised to find that many students began to write when they saw the topic of the question, including Guo Kang, who was sitting in the upper right corner of him.

"Don't you even have to think about it? Or ......"