Chapter 297 [297] It’s hard for me to lose even if I want to

do not know why.

When Lu Xiaoya saw Ye Feng's gaze, hope rekindled in her originally desperate heart.

Although there are less than three minutes left until the end of this game.

Hope is slim.

But she was still willing to believe him.

perhaps.

Ye Feng can really create miracles.

However, this trust did not last long.

It was completely destroyed.

Ye Feng pointed at several paintings and calligraphy on a stall and said, "I want all of these."

Then he ran to another stall.

“I want these two.”

“I want all three.”

"..."

Ye Feng ran to several stalls in succession and then brought back a bunch of calligraphy and paintings.

This time, Lu Xiaoya was completely stunned.

She finally understood.

It turns out this guy is thinking of "casting a wide net to catch more fish"?

He wouldn't think that he could find a masterpiece by using this blind cat catching a dead mouse method, right?

And it is a masterpiece that surpasses the ones by Zhong Ling'er and others.

This idea is really naive.

"What are you still standing there for? Go pay."

Seeing that she was still standing there in a daze, Ye Feng immediately urged her.

At this time, Wang Baiming also announced, "The game time is up, neither side is allowed to make any more changes."

Lu Xiaoya had no choice but to pay the money.

It's not a lot of money.

The total cost of the thirteen paintings and calligraphy was less than 100,000 yuan.

Compared with Zhong Ling'er and the others, it is still one hundred thousand less.

But the competition is not about who spends less money.

Rather, it’s about who chooses the more valuable antiques.

Wanting to win by quantity is really a pipe dream.

Zhong Ling'er and Kong Liansheng also showed proud smiles at this time.

They saw everything Ye Feng did.

At the last minute of the competition, you picked a few paintings out of desperation, hoping to win them?

I really don’t know whether to say that Ye Feng is naive.

Or is he just too stupid.

"Sister Xiaoya, it looks like the outcome of this round has been decided."

Zhong Ling'er looked at Lu Xiaoya proudly.

"It's just a win, there's nothing to be proud of."

Lu Xiaoya glared at her unwillingly.

"With a friend like you here, it's hard for me to lose even if I want to! I think there's no need to continue the rest of the game. You might as well just admit defeat and save everyone's time."

Zhong Linger continued to mock, "I still say that, calling me sister is not a disadvantage."

Lu Xiaoya was so angry that she was speechless.

Ye Feng had already handed the calligraphy and paintings to Wang Baiming, "Uncle Wang, these are the calligraphy and paintings we selected, please take a look."

Before Wang Baiming responded.

Kong Liansheng was already mocking, "I don't think this is necessary. Let's just move on to the next game."

Wang Baiming glanced at him.

"Please abide by the rules of the competition. Xiaoya and her team have completed their selection within the specified time. As for the winner of this competition, we have to see the works they have selected before we can decide."

Kong Liansheng hit a snag and was speechless.

Although Wang Baiming said so.

But in fact, he had already made up his mind.

It is estimated that Zhong Ling'er and Kong Liansheng won this game. Although he thought about it, he still felt it necessary to take a look at the calligraphy and paintings selected by Ye Feng.

Immediately, a scroll was spread out.

That was a cursive script.

There is a sense of arrogance between the strokes of the pen, and the writer's skills are very profound.

It is definitely a masterpiece.

But he had never heard of the name of the person who signed the letter at the end.

Therefore, it is not possible to give an estimate.

He had no choice but to put the calligraphy aside for the time being and picked up another scroll.

This is a painting of flowers and birds.

With just a few strokes, a vivid picture is sketched out.

It makes people feel the vitality in the painting.

This is also a rare masterpiece.

It’s a pity that he had never heard of the signature.

Wang Baiming's originally contemptuous expression became more and more solemn.

When he finished looking at all the calligraphy and paintings.

With solemnity, confusion, joy, and doubt on his face...

It can be said to be a mixed bag of flavors.

There are a total of thirteen pieces of calligraphy and paintings, all of which are masterpieces.

But they were all created by unknown people.

He couldn't really give an estimate.

Zhong Ling'er was the closest, and when she saw Wang Baiming's expression, she was immediately curious, "Uncle Wang, are you okay?"

Could it be that Uncle Wang was irritated by these calligraphy and paintings?
That wouldn't be fun.

Wang Baiming did not answer her, but took a deep look at Ye Feng, "Mr. Ye's calligraphy and paintings... I'm sorry that I can't understand them. I think we should ask someone else for help."

Ye Feng nodded immediately, "Okay, then let's find someone else to take a look."

Kong Liansheng suddenly laughed out loud.

"Don't you understand? Uncle Wang said he couldn't understand it because he was giving you face. What he really wanted to say was that your calligraphy and paintings were fake, but he was too lazy to expose you, and you took it seriously..."

Before he could finish, Wang Baiming suddenly interrupted, "I'm not trying to give anyone face, I just really don't understand."

Kong Liansheng was a little confused.

Could it be that I had made a mistake?
Does he really not understand?
Aren’t they just a few calligraphy and paintings?

Is there anything you don’t understand?
Lu Xiaoya and Zhong Ling'er were also a little confused.

They knew that Uncle Wang was very knowledgeable in antiques.

It can be said that he is well-informed.

Even many antique experts often ask him for advice.

There are actually calligraphy and paintings that he can’t understand?
Kong Liansheng frowned, "Can you let me take a look?"

As he said this, he was about to reach out to take it.

But he was stopped by Wang Baiming.

"After all, you are a party to the competition, so it's hard to be fair. How about this, you call your master, Master Mei Donghai, and ask if he has time to come over?"

After hearing what he said, Kong Liansheng had no choice but to walk aside and make a phone call.

After a moment, he came back and said, "My master is near the Antique Street and will be here soon."

Wang Baiming nodded, "Then let's wait for a moment."

Kong Liansheng glared at Ye Feng with some displeasure.

In his opinion.

This is totally unnecessary.

Can the few calligraphy and paintings that this guy picked up at random really become masterpieces?

That's less than the odds of winning the lottery.

But since Wang Baiming intends to protect this kid.

Then wait a little longer.

Let him die knowingly!

……

(End of this chapter)