He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected! Chapter 340

Chapter 340: Battle to Seal the Gods_1

When Zhong Pan'er heard her results, she immediately became stupefied.

Her score was actually not passing?

Even though the candidates before her also had not passed.

And her score was already the best among these people, having at least obtained 70 points, only one step away from the passing line.

But it still made her feel a deep sense of defeat.

Indeed, she was still a certain distance away from becoming a senior appraiser.

Actually, she was also too impatient.

After all, she had just joined the profession less than three years ago, and it was her first time participating in the assessment; having such results was already quite remarkable.

If one could pass the senior assessment on their first try, that would indeed be a bit unrealistic.

The person in charge continued to announce the scores.

The scores of the few candidates following were, without exception, all unqualified.

Soon, everyone's scores had been announced except for Tang Feng's.

Not a single one passed.

This fact alone showed how absurdly difficult the senior assessment was.

“Could it be a complete wipeout?”

A gray-haired candidate couldn't help but sigh deeply.

The others weren't as sentimental as he was. If everyone was wiped out, at least it would provide some psychological comfort.

Otherwise, seeing others joyfully advancing would be too heartbreaking.

However, what one fears tends to come true.

Just as a few candidates had just heaved a sigh of relief, they heard the person in charge continue to announce the score, “Tang Feng, the senior assessment score in the calligraphy and painting category is… 100 points, passing!”

“Shh…”

In an instant, the entire stadium fell silent.

All eyes were drawn to Tang Feng, as if they were looking at a monster.

Qualified!

He had actually passed!

He had actually become the only person in this senior assessment to have a qualifying score.

And moreover, he had passed with a full score.

In a pool of eliminated candidates, he became the only one to pass the senior calligraphy and painting assessment.

The huge contrast was something everyone couldn't wrap their heads around.

It's not clear how much time had passed when suddenly a spectator yelled out in the midst of the stadium, “Feng God, Feng God…”

This shout, like the play button on a remote control, brought the previously frozen scene back to life.

“Feng God, Feng God…”

The whole spectator stands began to shout along.

Tang Feng had brought them too many shocks today, making them uncontrollably chant this nickname.

Qin Yanan was also among the crowd, shouting “Feng God” loudly.

At this moment, Tang Feng had become deified in the eyes of all the spectators on site.

A young man in his twenties, participating in the appraiser assessment for the first time.

He had advanced with great vigor, from the junior assessment to the intermediate assessment, all the way to the senior assessment.

More importantly, he passed all of them with full marks.

This kind of performance was not only unprecedented but was probably also unsurpassable, right?

A dazzling new star of the antique circle had risen.

And Tang Feng's performance today, which can be called a “miracle,” would surely spread throughout the Zhonghai Antique Circle.

It would even become a legendary tale that the audience present would relish for many years to come.

The stadium finally lit up for the first time.

The athletes in the field were also affected by this atmosphere, feeling waves of excitement within their hearts.

One of the judges in the jurors' seat stood up first to applaud Tang Feng's wonderful performance.

Then two, three, four…

All the judges began to clap.

Only Yao Guhuai remained, his face looked somewhat displeased, not wishing to celebrate for Tang Feng.

But he couldn't stand still when the other judges had risen; if he kept sitting, it would indeed seem inappropriate.

So, he stood up with a scowl, clapping a few times in a perfunctory manner.

If Zhong Pan'er could still barely compete with Tang Feng during the junior and intermediate assessments.

But after the senior assessment, the gap between them suddenly became apparent.

Tang Feng was still passing with full marks, while Zhong Pan'er got eliminated in the calligraphy and painting category, which was her strongest suit.

This showed that the gap in strength between them was indeed large.

It could even be said that they were not on the same level at all.

Yao Guhuai was not blaming his disciple; in fact, with her performance today, she would have scored full marks.

But who knew that halfway through, a freak like Tang Feng would appear?

What he found even harder to accept was that this Tang Feng was actually one of Ouyang Yushan's people.

Doesn't this mean that he was being overshadowed by Ouyang Yushan once again?

This was making him so frustrated he almost spat blood.

Actually, it wasn't just him; even Ouyang Yushan himself felt a sense of unreality.

In his lifetime, he had seen too many geniuses.

But a freak like Tang Feng was truly a first for him.

He secretly fantasized for a moment if he could match Tang Feng's performance were he to take part in the assessment.

The conclusion he came to startled him.

Though he was confident in passing all the assessments, his performance would certainly not be as casual and comfortable as Tang Feng's.

Could it be… that this young man's appraisal skills had already surpassed his own?

Ouyang Yushan thought so, and he was somewhat dumbfounded.

A young man in his twenties had surpassed him, the North Star of the Zhonghai Antique Circle?

Such a claim, if spread, would certainly make many scoff.

But the fact remained as it was.

Even if he was a hundred times unwilling, it was hard for him to deny it against his conscience.

On the jurors' seat, there were actually many who felt as uneasy as he did.

They suddenly felt as though they didn't deserve to be in those seats.

Maybe that young man should sit up there, and they should go down and take part in the assessments.

What does it mean to feel like sitting on pins and needles?

This was it!

Tang Feng was being noticed by so many people for the first time, and to say he didn't feel nervous would be impossible.

Especially since many spectators in the stand were shouting “Feng God” in unison, it made him feel even more on edge.

He couldn't help but silently critique himself.

He had perhaps been too high-profile today.

Being the nail that sticks out can be problematic, and that was not a good thing.

But now it was too late for regrets.

The audience had already shouted “Feng God”; keeping a low profile now was obviously too late.

What else could he do?

Since happiness had struck so unexpectedly, he could only silently accept it.

He slowly opened his arms, pretending to bask in the enjoyment.

The cheers from the crowd grew louder.

“Feng God, Feng God…”

Chapter end

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