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n297 It’s Hard For Me To Lose Even If I Want To?

nShe didn’t know why.

nWhen Lu Xiaoya saw Ye Feng’s eyes, her despairing heart was reignited with hope.

nAlthough there were less than three minutes left until the end of this game…

nAnd the hope was already very slim, she was still willing to believe him.

nPerhaps Ye Feng could really create miracles.

nHowever, this trust did not last long.

nIt was completely destroyed.

nYe Feng pointed at a few paintings on a stall. “I want all of these.”

nThen, he ran to another stall.

n“I’ll take these two.”

n“I’ll take all three.”

n“…”

nYe Feng went to a few stalls and came back with a bunch of calligraphy and paintings.

nLu Xiaoya was completely stunned.

nShe finally understood.

nSo this guy had the idea of ‘casting a wide net to catch more fish’?

nHe couldn’t have thought that he would be able to find a fine piece of art by using such a method, right?

nMoreover, it had to be a masterpiece that could surpass Zhong Ling’er’s.

nThis kind of thinking was really too naïve.

n“What are you still doing? Go and pay.”

nYe Feng saw that she was still in a daze and immediately urged her.

nAt this moment, Wang Baiming also announced, “It’s time for the match. Both sides are not allowed to change anymore.”

nLu Xiaoya had no choice but to pay.

nIt was not a lot of money.

nThirteen paintings, a total of less than 100,000 yuan.

nCompared to Zhong Ling’er and the others, it was 100,000 less.

nHowever, the competition was not about who spent less money.

nInstead, it was a competition of who could pick the most valuable antique.

nTo win by quantity was simply a fool’s dream.

nAt this moment, Zhong Ling’er and Kong Liancheng also showed a proud smile.

nYe Feng’s actions were all seen by them.

nAt the last minute of the competition, he chose a few pieces like he was in a hurry, and he wanted to beat them?

nThey really did not know if he should be called naïve, or was he too stupid?

n“Little Sister Xiaoya, it looks like the winner of this round is already decided.”

nZhong Ling’er looked at Lu Xiaoya smugly.

n“It’s just a win. What’s there to be proud of?”

nLu Xiaoya glared at her unwillingly.

n“With your friend here, it’s hard for me to lose even if I want to! I don’t think there’s a need to continue with the rest of the competition. You should just admit defeat and save everyone’s time.”

nZhong Ling’er continued to mock her, “It’s still the same. You won’t lose anything if you call me big sister.”

nLu Xiaoya was so angry that she could not say anything.

nAt this time, Ye Feng had already handed the calligraphy and paintings to Wang Baiming. “Uncle Wang, these are the calligraphy and paintings that we have chosen. Please take a look.”

nBefore Wang Baiming could respond…

n“I don’t think there’s a need for that,” Kong Liancheng mocked. “Let’s hurry up and move on to the next match.”

nWang Baiming glanced at him.

n“Please follow the rules of the competition. Xiaoya and the others completed their selection within the stipulated time. As for the winner of this competition, we’ll have to see the works they’ve chosen first before we can decide.”

nHaving been rebuffed, Kong Liancheng was left speechless.

nEven though Wang Baiming said so, in fact, he had already come to a conclusion in his heart.

nIt was estimated that Zhong Ling’er and Kong Liancheng won this round.

nEven though he was thinking about it, he still felt that it was necessary to take a look at the calligraphy and paintings that Ye Feng had chosen.

nHe immediately unrolled a scroll.

nIt was a painting of moving grass.

nThere was a sense of arrogance between the strokes. The person who wrote it had very profound skills.

nIt was definitely a masterpiece.

nHowever, he had never heard of the name of the person who signed it.

nTherefore, there was no way to give a price.

nHe could only put the word aside and pick up another scroll.

nIt was a painting of flowers and birds.

nWith just a few strokes, a vivid picture was outlined.

nIt made people feel the vigorous vitality in the painting.

nThis was also a rare piece of art.

nUnfortunately, he had never heard of the name at the end.

nWang Baiming’s originally contemptuous expression became more and more serious.

nWhen he had finished reading all the paintings…

nThere was solemnness, confusion, joy, and doubt on his face.

nIt could be said that he had mixed feelings.

nThere were a total of 13 paintings, and all of them were exquisite.

nHowever, they were all made by unknown people.

nHe really couldn’t give a price.

nZhong Ling’er was the closest to him. Seeing Wang Baiming’s expression, she was curious. “Uncle Wang, are you alright?”

nUncle Wang couldn’t have been angered by these calligraphy and paintings, right?

nThat would not be fun.

nWang Baiming did not answer her, but looked at Ye Feng deeply. “Mr. Ye. these calligraphy and paintings… Forgive this old man’s poor eyesight, but I don’t quite understand. I think we should find someone else.”

nYe Feng immediately nodded. “That’s good, then let’s find another person to take a look.”

nKong Liancheng laughed out loud.

n“You still don’t understand? Uncle Wang was giving you face by saying that he didn’t understand. He just wanted to say that your calligraphy and paintings are all fake and he was too lazy to expose you, but you took it seriously…”

nBefore he could finish, Wang Baiming suddenly interrupted, “I’m not giving face to anyone. I really don’t understand.”

nKong Liancheng was a little dumbfounded.

nCould it be that he had misunderstood?

nDid he really not understand?

nWasn’t it just a few paintings?

nWhat was there that he couldn’t understand?

nLu Xiaoya and Zhong Ling’er were also confused.

nThey knew that Uncle Wang had a high level of attainment in antiques.

nIt could be said that he was very knowledgeable.

nEven many antique experts would often ask him for advice.

nThere was actually a painting that he couldn’t understand?

nKong Liancheng frowned. “Can I take a look?”

nAs he said this, he reached out to take it.

nHowever, Wang Baiming stopped him.

n“You’re one of the participants after all, so it’s hard for you to be fair. Why don’t you call your master, Great Master Mei Donghai, and ask him if he has time to come?”

nHearing this, Kong Liancheng had to go to the side to make a phone call.

nA moment later, he returned. “My master is near the Antique Street. He will be here soon.”

nWang Baiming nodded. “Then we’ll wait for a while.”

nKong Liancheng glared at Ye Feng unhappily.

nIn his opinion, this was purely unnecessary.

nCould the few paintings that this fellow had randomly picked really be of high quality?

nThe chances of that were even smaller than winning the lottery.

nHowever, since Wang Baiming wanted to protect this kid.

nThen let’s wait a little longer.

nLet him die with an understanding!

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