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Chapter 69 You laughed too early

Now let alone the guests in the audience, even Mr. Lin, even Huang Ronglin, including Guo Xueren, have shaken their confidence in Yang Chen.

Although the calculation is based on the total value of three rounds.

But the gap between the first two rounds was too big.

If we talk about the first round, it was Liu Feifei's good luck.

So what about the second round?
  I'm afraid this can't be explained by luck alone.

It seems that there is still a certain gap between the two people's attainments and strength!
  Next, proceed to the third round of evaluation and identification.

Also the last round.

After this round, the total value of the three rounds is calculated, and whoever has the highest value wins.

In the first two rounds, because Liu Feifan's advantage was too great, everyone, including himself and the guests on and off the stage, thought that Liu Feifan had almost won the game.

Lin Ruoxi, in particular, has long been eyeing Yang Chen, gearing up, and is ready to humiliate him.

At this moment, Yang Chen, who was disliked by almost everyone, still looked calm and composed.

No one knows where his confidence comes from.

Did he come from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?
  In the third round, Liu Feifan chose the inkstone, one of the four treasures of the study.

The three referees stepped forward again.

After some appraisal and evaluation, Mr. Lin showed a positive expression of approval.

"This is a Ming Dynasty official inkstone made of blue-red red clouds and dragon patterns."

"This inkstone is made of excellent materials. It is made of fine stone. Its color is green and red, like fire-forged bronze. The green part is cold and hard, and the red part is lively and warm, as if a dynamic picture is attached to it."

"It interweaves a rich look and feel with a timeless charm."

"The external shape of the whole device is square and neat, cold and solid. The inkstone hall is designed according to the shape. It is open and flat, and it feels like skin, soft and smooth."

"The whole thing is made of fine materials and is heavy-weight."

"The exterior styling lines are simple and clear, but the interior design is complex and fantastic, just like the paintings of literati, giving people rich space for aesthetics and imagination."

“It’s really a high-quality inkstone.”

"We estimate the market price to be around 120,000."

Mr. Lin's last words once again ignited the enthusiasm of the guests in the audience.

One hundred and twenty thousand!

Who would have thought that the antiques donated by collectors would turn out to be such exquisite treasures.

12 is not a lot for the attendees.

But the sense of satisfaction and accomplishment brought by picking up leaks cannot be measured by money.

Although this leak was not picked up by the guests in the audience.

But the talented young man they supported, Liu Feifan, made them feel the same way.

12, plus 15.

Better than 27.

After three rounds, Liu Feifan successfully selected three charity sale antiques with a total price of 3 yuan in this competition and discussion.

This skill.

This background.

This world of vision.

There is even this luck.

He deserves to be the strongest young genius in the antiques circle.

A crowd of guests and fans had already started cheering and celebrating for him.

He completely forgot that Yang Chen's third round of evaluation had not yet begun.

If Huang Ronglin hadn't come on stage to host, the scene would have turned into a celebration scene for Liu Feifan.

"Please be patient and quiet for a moment."

Huang Ronglin came to the stage with a microphone and said loudly: "According to the rules of the competition, Yang Chen still has the last round of charity sale antiques that have not yet been evaluated. Please respect the order and respect the contestants."

As the host and organizer, Huang Ronglin still has to give face.

The scene quickly became quiet.

The restless guests also calmed down.

However, there are still Liu Feifan's die-hard fans who ridicule and sneer: "There is no need to evaluate him again. He is missing a full 100,000 yuan, and it is impossible to come back."

"He took that thing because Liu Feifan didn't want it. It's a damn thing if it's valuable."

"Don't waste time, just announce the results..." The ridicule of the die-hard fans still makes sense.

After all, the gap is too big.

Moreover, the antiques that Yang Chen appraised in the third round were the white jade lying beast paper weights that Liu Feifan got first and then discarded.

Obviously, judging from the previous two rounds, Liu Feifan's vision is much higher than that of Yang Chen.

So they feel there is no need to waste any more time.

But rules are rules.

This is respect for the game, more than the referee's respect, and also respect for the contestants.

So Yang Chen's third round of evaluation of charity auction antiques officially began under the auspices of Huang Ronglin.

The three referees walked towards Yang Chen.

Pick up the last charity sale antique in this competition for appraisal and evaluation.

This is a piece of white jade lying animal paper weight.

Things in the study room.

Used to press paper.

Mr. Lin held it in his hand, glanced at it briefly, and then smiled helplessly.

However, for the sake of caution, I still used the tools to identify it for a while, but the final result did not change in any way.

Even Director Wu Guoqing, an amateur antiques enthusiast, saw some clues and said that the material of the white jade lying beast seemed to be modern.

As for Tony, the president of the auction house, he concluded that this was a fake.

After some discussion among the three people.

Mr. Lin came out to explain.

"This is an imitation of a Hetian jade study utensil from the mid-Qing Dynasty, called a lying beast paper weight."

An imitation word is equivalent to telling everyone that this is a fake.

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the whole room burst into laughter.

"Look, I told you not to waste time. I was choosing here and there, but I ended up choosing a fake!"

"Liu Feifan could tell at a glance that he didn't want it anymore. He still insisted on keeping it like a treasure. The result was really satisfying!"

"Young man named Yang must be convinced now. Hurry up and admit defeat."

There was a commotion in the audience.

However, Huang Ronglin still pressed his hand, signaling for Mr. Lin to finish.

The scene fell silent again.

Mr. Lin then continued: "This imitation white jade lying beast paper weight and Hetian jade material should be made of a special jade gel from the island country."

"Because the craftsmanship is quite careful, its market value is probably around 100 yuan."

Mr. Lin's words were equivalent to announcing the final result of this competition.

Three rounds are over.

The three antiques for charity sale selected by Liu Feifan have a total market value of about 27.

As for Yang Chen, it was only about 4 yuan.

And there is also a fake.

What a shame.

The difference between the two is more than 20.

It can be said that Liu Feifan not only beat Yang Chen, he simply crushed him until there was no scum left.

Almost all the guests in the audience stood up.

Everyone applauded Liu Feifan.

The fan group led by Lin Ruoxi cheered for Liu Feifan with more and more enthusiasm.

Liu Feifan, who was standing on the stage, looked as proud as a spring breeze. While waving to express his gratitude to everyone, he proudly raised his head and looked at Yang Chen with a victor's attitude.

Three referees came up to him and congratulated him too.

Although Huang Ronglin was a little regretful, he still respected the result of the game. He took the microphone, cleared his throat, and was about to announce the winner of this showdown between geniuses.

At this time Yang Chen came out, took the microphone, and said lightly:

"You laughed too soon!"

(End of this chapter)