Being able to complete such outstanding work in such a short time, it’s no longer enough to just use the word "genius" to describe it.
That’s simply a monster!
Yang Fen, with a wry smile, looked up and complained, "You all know that I am a genius..."
"Isn’t it true?" the person in question asked in surprise.
Roommates took a deep breath forcibly suppressing the urge to hit someone, secretly grinding their molars.
"Fine, you’re a genius, happy now?"
"Although I know you boast, as your childhood friend, I’ve been hearing those two words applied to you for over a decade, and yet I haven’t heard you claim it outright !"
"So, she must definitely have been struck by a dimensionality reduction attack."
Several roommates unanimously reached a consensus.
To stand out among the many contestants in the capital, the word genius is undoubtedly fitting for Yang Fen, and this term has somehow become a peculiar form of praise from others for her.
However, today, they actually saw this genius, as described by others, looking as if the sky was falling—an incredibly rare sight.
Immediately, they became curious.
"Quick, tell us, what exactly did this last judge do to cause such an uproar?"
"Was he super harsh, tearing you all to shreds verbally?"
"Or was he the one who gave super-low scores, not giving anyone face, a typical journalist?"
Yang Fen remembered her sole visit to the live broadcast room and began to speak cautiously, "Not enough to cause uproar."
It was more about overwhelming everyone with skill, making the geniuses realize that they were not even on the same level.
"Not sure about the scores being low and as for being harsh... probably not?"
The man could hardly bother to waste words, where could the poison come from?
Yang Fen analyzed thus.
The roommates immediately became anxious, "If it’s not this and it’s not that, what’s with the delay at this point?" they burst out, their Northeastern accent coming through strongly.
"Exactly, just get on with it!"
Under the fierce gaze of several beautiful roommates, Yang Xiaofen nervously clicked the left mouse button.
The little loading circle vanished in less than a second from the screen, and what followed was a familiar yet unusual interface.
It was familiar because they had seen this interface no fewer than nine times, their eyes getting used to it.
Well... the interface looked normal.
It was unusual... indeed because the part under the judge’s scoring section was a bit different from the previous ones.
Yang Fen tensely started observing the page:
Judge: To Give and To Hold.
Comment: Stroke, MOV uptake, MOV
"Hey? Why is there no text explanation in the comments?"
"He actually uploaded a video? This judge is quite interesting~~~"
Yang Fen, the person involved, and her dormitory friends all showed shocked faces.
"In such a national competition, don’t judges normally give a few remarks after scoring?"
"Exactly, the other judges all touched on Xiao Fenfen’s strengths and weaknesses, so why has it turned into two video clips with this one?"
"The key question is... which judge would choose to upload a video, huh?"
On the Calligraphy and Painting Association’s website, can you really upload a video for comments?
The answer is, of course, yes.
But before To Give and To Hold, no one had ever tried this method of providing comments.