Chapter 527: Defeating Li Changqing

"Li Qingfeng, can you tell the authenticity of my porcelain plate? If you can't tell, then admit defeat. (Pinyin of bi qi wu)" Li Changqing sneered and said sarcastically.

"Who said I can't see it?" Li Qingfeng asked lightly, frowning slightly.

"Then you are saying, is this plate real or fake?"

"Don't you see I'm watching?"

"You've been watching for too long, don't waste your time."

"I'll give you the answer in three minutes." Li Qingfeng smiled and said confidently.

After finishing speaking, Li Qingfeng picked up the porcelain plate and began to watch it carefully.

Antiques are also called antiques. They are things that have experienced decades or even hundreds of years. After a long period of precipitation, they will leave traces or damage on the surface of the antiques.

The plate was dated to the Qing Dynasty, more than a hundred years ago. The plate should be at least black, but it is very white, and the surface has been sprayed with a layer of white enamel material.

After Li Qingfeng knocked, there was a thick feeling inside, not a crisp feeling, which meant that the plate had some history and age, and the white glaze on the surface was just a cover.

It looks fake, but it's actually real.

"This porcelain plate is real." Li Qingfeng said with a faint smile.

What, really, I don't read much, don't you lie to me?

The people around looked at Li Qingfeng in surprise, wondering if there was something wrong with his brain. The surface of this plate was sprayed with modern enamel materials. It was obvious from the outside, and only those who knew a little bit about antiques could tell.

But Li Qingfeng, as the first place in the first round of the antique competition, has a wealth of theoretical knowledge, why is he now so stupid when it comes to antique appraisal, he can't even spot such obvious fakes.

Li Changqing smiled sarcastically, and said: Qingfeng Li, everyone says you are smart, but I think you are an idiot. The surface of this plate is made of modern materials, so you can tell it is fake at a glance, but you actually said it is real.

Tang Lei glanced at Li Qingfeng and said, "You say it's true, how can you prove it?"

Li Qingfeng nodded, and said: It's really easy to prove it, and that is to break this plate, but I'm afraid that Li Changqing will ask me to pay for it later.

"Hahaha,

Who likes this fake, Li Qingfeng, just drop it, I won't let you pay for it. "Li Changqing laughed loudly and said with disdain.

"You made me fall, so don't blame me in the end." Li Qingfeng smiled lightly, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

He picked up the porcelain plate, swung it in an arc in the air, and threw it hard against the ground.

Snapped!

The plate fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and it immediately fell apart, revealing the simple and heavy color inside.

Li Qingfeng took out a fragment, pointed to the gray fault on it, and said loudly: Everyone, look, this is a porcelain antique more than a hundred years ago. After years of precipitation, it has turned gray. up.

"Really, this plate is really real."

"I'll go, Qing Dynasty porcelain plates are worth millions now, and Li Qingfeng dropped millions in one fell swoop."

"Hey, it wasn't Qingfeng Li who fell, it was Li Changqing who fell."

The people around were talking a lot, looking at Li Qingfeng with shock, and looking at Li Changqing with sarcasm.

This idiot just made Li Qingfeng throw the plate, but now he is dumbfounded. Not only did he lose the game, he even lost the real antique plate.

Seeing Li Qingfeng prove that the porcelain plate was real, Tang Lei's eyes lit up and his face was full of smiles. This young man always surprises him.

"I announce that Qingfeng Li won the second round, the first round." Tang Lei announced the result loudly.

As soon as Tang Lei's voice fell, the hall exploded, and everyone was talking about it.

Not only those who participated in the antique contest discussed it, but also those reporters.

"Damn it, Li Changqing actually lost. He was the runner-up in last year's antique contest."

"That's right. Before the start of the competition, I thought Li Changqing would definitely win, but I didn't expect to lose."

"This Li Qingfeng is not easy, he easily defeated last year's runner-up."

"Dark horse, Qingfeng Li is definitely the biggest dark horse this year."

People around were discussing and full of admiration for Li Qingfeng.

Qingfeng Li stepped off the competition stage, and the reporters hurriedly surrounded him. A dozen microphones were handed to Qingfeng Li, all of them smiling.

All the reporters wanted Qingfeng Li to take his own microphone to accept his interview, but Qingfeng Li ignored those reporters and chose Wang Xiaoli's microphone.

Seeing Li Qingfeng pick up Wang Xiaoli's microphone, the surrounding reporters all looked pale and ugly.

You know, they are all seniors in this industry with deep qualifications, while Wang Xiaoli is just an intern reporter who has worked for less than three months.

However, this girl who had been working for less than three months interviewed Li Qingfeng.

"Li Qingfeng, you defeated last year's runner-up Li Changqing in the second round of the antique competition, can you tell me how you feel?" Wang Xiaoli asked excitedly.

Li Qingfeng smiled lightly, and said: Actually, I was able to defeat Li Changqing. In addition to my own rich knowledge of antiques, I also have to thank many people for their support. Thank you Lin Xue, Xu Yunchang, and Wang Xiaoli.

Hearing that Li Qingfeng thanked herself, Wang Xiaoli's little face was a little blushing, and her little heart was beating wildly, which was caused by embarrassment.

At this time, Wang Xiaoli was very excited, because she felt that she had made the right bet this time. Fortunately, she had listened to Wang Xiaomei's words, otherwise she would have missed the big news.

After accepting Wang Xiaoli's interview, Li Qingfeng smiled lightly and walked towards Lin Xue.

"Congratulations, you have won the second level." Lin Xue said with a slight smile.

Seeing that Li Qingfeng easily defeated Li Changqing and won the victory, Lin Xue was very happy.

"It's all thanks to you. I thanked you just now." Sitting next to Lin Xue, Li Qingfeng said with a smile.

A trace of sweetness appeared on Lin Xue's face, but thinking that he had thanked Wang Xiaoli just now, she asked, "Do you know that Wang Xiaoli?"

"What are you doing for this?" Li Qingfeng asked in surprise.

"There are so many reporters interviewing you, why do you use Wang Xiaoli's microphone every time?"

"She is the older sister of a former friend of mine, so it's natural to give her face."

"That friend of yours is a woman?" Lin Xue said with some jealousy.

She knew that Qingfeng Li had many female friends, and she could see those women wherever she went.

Li Qingfeng patted his forehead and said with a smile: "It's just an ordinary friend. I met once at the Donghai City Antique Competition last time. You don't need to be jealous."

"Who said I'm jealous, I'm not jealous." Lin Xue shook her head, firmly denying that she was jealous.

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