Chapter 297 - 297 It"s Hard For Me To Lose Even If I Want To?

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

She didn’t know why.

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

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

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

Perhaps Ye Feng could really create miracles.

However, this trust did not last long.

It was completely destroyed.

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

Then, he ran to another stall.

“I’ll take these two.”

“I’ll take all three.”

“…”

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

Lu Xiaoya was completely stunned.

She finally understood.

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

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

Moreover, it had to be a masterpiece that could surpa.s.s Zhong Ling’er’s.

This kind of thinking was really too naïve.

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

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

At this moment, w.a.n.g Baiming also announced, “It’s time for the match. Both sides are not allowed to change anymore.”

Lu Xiaoya had no choice but to pay.

It was not a lot of money.

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

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

However, the compet.i.tion was not about who spent less money.

Instead, it was a compet.i.tion of who could pick the most valuable antique.

To win by quant.i.ty was simply a fool’s dream.

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

Ye Feng’s actions were all seen by them.

At the last minute of the compet.i.tion, he chose a few pieces like he was in a hurry, and he wanted to beat them?

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

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

Zhong Ling’er looked at Lu Xiaoya smugly.

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

Lu Xiaoya glared at her unwillingly.

“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 compet.i.tion. You should just admit defeat and save everyone’s time.”

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

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

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

Before w.a.n.g Baiming could respond…

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

w.a.n.g Baiming glanced at him.

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

Having been rebuffed, Kong Liancheng was left speechless.

Even though w.a.n.g Baiming said so, in fact, he had already come to a conclusion in his heart.

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

Even 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.

He immediately unrolled a scroll.

It was a painting of moving gra.s.s.

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

It was definitely a masterpiece.

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

Therefore, there was no way to give a price.

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

It was a painting of flowers and birds.

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

It made people feel the vigorous vitality in the painting.

This was also a rare piece of art.

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

w.a.n.g Baiming’s originally contemptuous expression became more and more serious.

When he had finished reading all the paintings…

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

It could be said that he had mixed feelings.

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

However, they were all made by unknown people.

He really couldn’t give a price.

Zhong Ling’er was the closest to him. Seeing w.a.n.g Baiming’s expression, she was curious. “Uncle w.a.n.g, are you alright?”

Uncle w.a.n.g couldn’t have been angered by these calligraphy and paintings, right?

That would not be fun.

w.a.n.g 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.”

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

Kong Liancheng laughed out loud.

“You still don’t understand? Uncle w.a.n.g 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…”

Before he could finish, w.a.n.g Baiming suddenly interrupted, “I’m not giving face to anyone. I really don’t understand.”

Kong Liancheng was a little dumbfounded.

Could it be that he had misunderstood?

Did he really not understand?

Wasn’t it just a few paintings?

What was there that he couldn’t understand?

Lu Xiaoya and Zhong Ling’er were also confused.

They knew that Uncle w.a.n.g had a high level of attainment in antiques.

It could be said that he was very knowledgeable.

Even many antique experts would often ask him for advice.

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

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

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

However, w.a.n.g Baiming stopped him.

“You’re one of the partic.i.p.ants 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?”

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

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

w.a.n.g Baiming nodded. “Then we’ll wait for a while.”

Kong Liancheng glared at Ye Feng unhappily.

In his opinion, this was purely unnecessary.

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

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

However, since w.a.n.g Baiming wanted to protect this kid.

Then let’s wait a little longer.

Let him die with an understanding!