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He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!-Chapter 334: 【】Perfect score, another perfect score?_1
Chapter 334: 【334】Perfect score, another perfect score?_1
“How does it feel? Are you shocked?”
Zhong Pan’er approached Tang Feng, flaunting her test score.
“Ah yes, yes, yes, a truly devastating blow,” Tang Feng replied nonchalantly while scrolling through short videos.
“Here’s a piece of advice for you, take everything seriously if you want to reap the rewards, chances are reserved for the prepared,” Zhong Pan’er lectured him with a condescending tone.
Tang Feng found it quite laughable, “From the sound of you, I would have thought you scored perfect marks. Isn’t it just 90 points? And now you’re acting like a master?”
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Zhong Pan’er was almost choked with anger by his retort, “What’s wrong with my 90 points? This is the intermediate assessment, getting 90 is already very good. Didn’t you see the people before, they all got scores like forty or fifty?”
Tang Feng glanced at those who had been eliminated, his expression scornful, “You’re starting to compare yourself with them, what future can you have?”
She couldn’t handle his superior attitude, “You are so interesting, do you think that everyone is a fool except for you? Aren’t you too arrogant?”
Tang Feng’s lips curved with a hint of a smile, “Being called arrogant by someone as arrogant as you, seems I’m indeed a bit arrogant. But I guess it’s alright because I still haven’t found a rival.”
Zhong Pan’er felt that she couldn’t keep talking to him, or she would indeed be infuriated to the point of vomiting blood.
“Haha, you keep daydreaming here. When your score comes out, let’s see if you can still laugh,” she snapped.
“I remember someone just said that if I pass the assessment smoothly, she would eat the test paper. Be sure to keep your word, okay?”
Tang Feng’s sarcastic words infuriated Zhong Pan’er so much she almost wanted to punch him.
As the two bantered, Tang Feng’s score was finally announced.
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“Tang Feng…”
When this name was spoken, it once again captured everyone’s attention.
Aside from Zhong Pan’er, Tang Feng was the most standout participant, and everyone was very interested in his score.
“Sorry, my throat’s a bit dry, let me drink some water first.” The announcer, having taken a page from a certain singing competition show’s director, left the audience in suspense at the critical moment.
The crowd of examinees nearly lost their temper.
Wasn’t this just toying with them?
The announcer took the mineral water from a staff member, gulped down two mouthfuls, and then continued to announce the score.
“Tang Feng, in the intermediate assessment for painting and calligraphy… scored 100 points, passed!”
“Wow…”
The moment the score was announced, the venue erupted once again.
The buzz grew louder, and eventually, it became a roar like a tsunami.
Everyone couldn’t believe this score.
Even a genius like Zhong Pan’er only managed to get 90 points.
While Tang Feng got a perfect score.
Instantly overshading the brilliance of Zhong Pan’er.
“My God, a perfect score, again? Can he be any more outrageous?”
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“A perfect score on an intermediate assessment? Isn’t that freakishly incredible?”
“I just saw him playing with his phone for more than twenty minutes on the side, and he got a full score?”
“I feel like I’m dreaming? Are you sure he’s human?”
Everyone felt their scalp tingle.
It was simply too unbelievable.
Especially Zhong Pan’er, who was completely petrified, staring blankly at Tang Feng.
“A perfect score? Really a perfect score? How is that possible? It can’t be…”
She couldn’t stop muttering to herself.
She knew all too well how difficult the intermediate assessment was. She reviewed the questions twice and still got one wrong.
And this guy, he just glanced over them in less than the last ten minutes.
And he got a perfect score?
She suddenly felt a deep sense of defeat.
Ever since she entered the antiques business, she had always been lauded as a once-in-a-century genius.
At first, she felt quite embarrassed about it.
But as time passed, she had come to accept that narrative.
She even started to take it for granted that being called a genius was her due right.
But she never expected to meet such a freak today.
His demeanor was always so nonchalant, yet he stood in her way like a mountain, leaving her breathless.
Could the gap be this big?
Sitting in the audience, Qin Yanan jumped to her feet, shouting, “Tang Feng, you’re the best…”
Tang Feng successfully passed the intermediate assessment and became an intermediate appraiser.
This was undoubtedly another step forward in his professional career.
She felt even happier than if she had passed the intermediate assessment herself.
Although that Zhong Pan’er performed well, how could she compare with Tang Feng?
It was like comparing an ugly duckling to a phoenix, huh!
The aftermath of Tang Feng’s success in the intermediate painting and calligraphy assessment lasted a long time.
Clearly, everyone needed some time to digest the news.
But as for Tang Feng, the protagonist of the event, he seemed like an outsider, showing no excitement.
Still sitting there, casually scrolling through his phone.
Seeing his reaction, everyone at the scene felt it was unbelievable.
At a time like this, he could still keep his composure.
Just this tranquil demeanor alone was enough to make many feel ashamed of themselves.
The announcer too, excitedly walked over and patted Tang Feng on the shoulder, “Congratulations, young man.”
“Thank you.”
Never slap a smiling face, as the saying goes, and with the man coming over to offer congratulations, Tang Feng couldn’t very well appear too aloof.
“Young man, do you have anything you’d like to say?” the announcer pulled out his phone, starting to film Tang Feng.
It was Tang Feng’s first time at the assessment, and he had passed the intermediate evaluation with a perfect score, a moment that would go down in the history of appraiser assessments.
The announcer felt it necessary to capture this precious moment on video.
Upon hearing his question, Tang Feng, recalling the news he’d seen earlier, immediately turned to the camera, “All I want to say is, ‘Wu A’ping, drop dead!'”
The announcer was taken aback.
Who was Wu A’ping?
And in such a historic moment, he didn’t forget to curse someone?
What kind of deep hatred was that?