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Zhang Feng was unlucky, and was assigned to the only five man team.

"Hehe, Master, your team still has girls. If you get one, it would be pretty good, so you better be careful …"

"Scram! Stop spouting nonsense and take the heart exam. You must go up." Zhang Feng gave Ma Qiang a kick, and turned to walk back to his own assessment team.

The one taking the test Zhang Feng was an old man wearing reading glasses. He wore a pure white Tang suit on his body, giving him a very quaint appearance.

"Fellow students, this time, I am giving you the landscape painting of Zhang Hong, the painter of the Ming Dynasty. You only need to tell me if it is true or not. You don't need to tell me anything else." The old man reached out and took out a scroll. He placed it on the table and opened it.

As the flower scroll unfurled, an ancient style landscape painting appeared in front of Zhang Feng and the other three.

The other four people walked up together. Zhang Feng also walked to the front and looked at the painting on the table.

Concentrating his focus, Zhang Feng looked at the painting in front of him carefully. A black halo of light also appeared on the painting, it was around ten circles, with one glance, Zhang Feng could tell that it was fake.

Zhang Feng had an idea in his mind, he retracted his gaze and did not plan to look at the painting anymore, but suddenly he found that there was another green and brown light aura being emitted from the scroll, and if he looked carefully, he could see that there were at least a few thousand circles. Zhang Feng roughly estimated, that was something from the Tang Dynasty!

"Could this also be a painting from a painting?" Zhang Feng was secretly suspicious, but did not say a word. He stood at the side with his eyes staring at the painting, afraid that he would see wrongly.

"My fellow students, how was your appraisal?" Can you see any results? " The old man stood by the side with his hands behind his back, looking at Zhang Feng and the others calmly.

"It's fake!" The four of them spoke at the same time and smiled at each other, brimming with confidence.

The old man nodded his head in satisfaction as well. However, after ten minutes, he was able to tell that the painting was fake. It seemed that the four of them had really good attainments in this art.

In the end, the old man set his gaze on Zhang Feng.

"Half is true, half is false."

The reason why Zhang Feng said that was because he himself didn't know if the old man had purposefully designed the painting to test his students. He didn't want to stand out too much and after thinking for a long time, he came up with an idea that even he himself felt was a little impossible.

"Is half of it true and half of it is false?" Sure enough, those words set off a huge uproar, and even the old man started to frown.

Zhang Feng scratched his head, but still gave a firm reply. This painting itself was half real and half fake, its surface was fake, and its contents were real.

"Tsk, this is the first time I've heard that an antique has something that's half real, half fake. If it's like that, it's called a defective product, and it doesn't even know the terms. It's even registering for the archaeology department. What a bumpkin!"

"That's right, and here I was wondering what kind of powerful person would be in our group. After all this time, he's just a layman. He's really embarrassing himself, and he's looking down on us. What the hell is that!"

The sounds of discussions could be heard, and the four people around looked at Zhang Feng with gazes full of contempt, as if Zhang Feng was like a plague, and simply didn't have the qualifications to stand here.

Zhang Feng also did not say a word as he stood at the side and looked at the painting earnestly, "This painting is after all half real and half fake, and not some defective product. It is actually half real and half fake."

The old man frowned, he looked at Zhang Feng with some displeasure: "Student, don't speak nonsense. In the business of appraising treasures, there isn't anything that's half real, it's real, and it's fake. Otherwise, how is this price defined?"

Zhang Feng did not know what to say, looking at the old man up and down, wanting to make sure that the old man was saying those words intentionally, or that he really did not know the trick behind the painting.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" What I said was just the truth, and there was nothing wrong with it. Right now, tell me whether this is real or fake, and if you are unable to say it out loud, then don't blame me for saying that you did not pass! " The displeasure on the face of the elder intensified. He had seen many students who wanted to pass themselves off as the number one student in the academy, and he hated them the most as well.

"Teacher, there's no need for you to be so polite. You can just revoke his qualification and let him go. We all feel that it's shameful to be in the same group as someone like him!"

"That's right, what kind of thing is that? It seems like it's acting like it knows everything. In fact, it's clearly nothing. Yet, it's still pretending to be amazing! What a joke!"

The four people at the side spoke even more intensely, and they ridiculed even more towards Zhang Feng's words.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Before Zhang Feng even had the chance to speak, Ma Qiang had already walked over, and even Yue Wuxin had walked over.

"Master, did something happen?" Did they bully you? You tell me, I'll fix them right now! " Ma Qiang arrogantly pointed at the three boys beside him. Only he did not point at the girl.

When Ma Qiang spoke, the subordinates behind him naturally ignored him. They immediately surrounded the three kids, and were so frightened that the three students almost kneeled on the ground. They stared at the people around them in panic, their faces numb.

"Ma Qiang, don't rely on the fact that you are a Young Master of Ma Family to do whatever you want. This is an exam now, not a fight, hurry up and let your people leave, otherwise, I will revoke your qualification to pass!"

An elderly walked over and held Ma Qiang back. Although his words were firm, it was obvious that he was not confident, and was afraid of Ma Family.

Ma Qiang didn't even look at the old man, and instead pointed at the three students. "The three of you be careful, this is my master, if you dare to speak carelessly, I might kill the three of you, okay?"

"Ma Qiang!" Zhang Feng frowned, and berated Ma Qiang. He was bullied before in university, although he was big, every time he fought, he would be injured, or even hospitalized, so he sympathized with these weaker people.

Ma Qiang retracted his neck, Zhang Feng's words were definitely effective, he immediately ordered his subordinates to come back and stand by the side without saying a word, but his eyes were still staring fiercely at the three students.

"Hmph, relying on force to bully others, you think you can speak nonsense here just because you know the Young Master of Ma Family? What kind of ability was this? If you have the ability, then tell me. Why do you say this is a half-truth? "You can't say it, but you still have to disqualify yourself. This is a school, not a place for you to play rogue."

The only female student stood out and stared at Zhang Feng in dissatisfaction, and even puffed up her chest with force.

"Heh, I'm going. Didn't I just …"

"Ma Qiang, you're still coming? If you're going to do this, be careful of me …"

"No, no, master, I was wrong. You come, you come, I won't speak!" Ma Qiang interrupted Zhang Feng and took two steps back. He even covered his mouth with his hands.

Zhang Feng turned around and looked at the female student: "What I said was true, this painting is really half real and half fake. I don't know if this was created by teacher or not."

"What are you saying!" The old man, who had been standing quietly at the side, suddenly growled. He took a step forward and grabbed the painting on the table, "This painting is a test given by the school. What can I do about it? Could it be that you want to say that I'm biased towards the other four students? "

Zhang Feng knew that he had said the wrong thing and anxiously waved his hand: "Teacher, don't be angry, I am only speaking the truth. Since this painting was not created by you, then I will begin."

"Humph, I'll tell you the truth, this painting is a fake, there is no need for me to test it, today you said that it is half-true and half-unqualified, and just now I thought that you might be nervous and give you a chance, but you are spouting nonsense. Since that is the case, I do not need to give you the chance, you can go back now!"

The old man took out his notebook and began to draw.

Zhang Feng was not in a hurry, he strided to the front of the painting, and pointed to the painting on the table: "This painting is indeed fake, but inside the painting, there is another real one!"

"Is there real life in this painting?" Did you get water in your head? Or are you mad? Could paintings be fake as well? You think you play with inflatable dolls? "

"Hmph, I see that you are trying to force your way through. Do you not want to admit defeat?" "No way, no way. You have to hold on after getting beaten!"

The few male students by the side stared at Zhang Feng with contempt. It was as if they had forgotten about the threat that Ma Qiang posed just now.

Zhang Feng was not angry, as he reached out to grab the scroll, and immediately pressed it onto the scroll. With the strength of both his hands, he actually managed to pull the scroll out, revealing the slightly smaller scroll within.

"The painting in the painting!"

The old man was the first to react, he looked at the drawing in Zhang Feng's hand in shock, and was actually unable to react for a moment.

Zhang Feng reached his hand out to open the drawing, and there was a drawing of a ferocious green ghost with fangs, looking very spirited and terrifying.

"It's the work of the Art Sage!" The old man became even more surprised. He carefully caught the scroll and looked at it carefully. The wrinkles on his face were trembling.

Zhang Feng did not know who the Art Sage was, but looking at the old man's expression, he could basically tell how valuable this painting was.

This painting should be from the Tang Dynasty, but because it is hidden within, it will not be easily discovered by others. The painting outside is undoubtedly a fake, but these two paintings are one entity.

"That's right, that's right. The painting of the painter of the Tang Dynasty was definitely the most difficult to see. I didn't think that it would be hidden within this fake painting. How did you find it?" The old man raised his head and looked at Zhang Feng in surprise, there was no longer the anger he had just now.

The four students were dumbfounded by the sight. Staring at the green painting, they felt their hair stand on end.

Zhang Feng scratched his head, "I was just lucky, I keep feeling like this is a painting from a painting. If it was just a fake one like this, looking at us, then it would be detrimental to Huabei University's reputation.

With that sentence, the faces of the four students around him reddened, even the old man's face was filled with awkwardness. The meaning behind Zhang Feng's words, was obviously saying that they had no brains.

But now that the iron evidence was right in front of them, even if Zhang Feng said that, the five of them were not qualified to say anything else.

"That's not right, we are talking about this painting. What does it have to do with the painting in the painting? You didn't say that it is fake, so you lost. Teacher, you should disqualify him!"

The boy on the side was displeased. He took a step forward and started to force his way through the argument.

"This …" The old man was in a difficult situation, although Zhang Feng's words had provoked him, but the truth was better than the eloquent one, and now that Zhang Feng had found the item, it was indeed the real deal.

"What is it? His eyes were useless, and he still wanted to prove his mouth? If you are capable, why didn't you notice this painting? " Zhang Feng's face darkened, he turned and started to retaliate.