Dai Mingli's words immediately silenced the scene.
Given Demingli's status in the world of calligraphy and painting, it was impossible for him to lie.
Because Dai Mingli’s teacher is a recognized master figure in China.
Although he has only entered the grandmaster rankings for a short period of time, he has suddenly risen to prominence and is showing signs of overshadowing other grandmasters.
If he lies for the sake of auditioning for a game, it will be a loss outweighing the gain for Dai Mingli.
Seeing Dai Mingli's gloomy look, Ma Ting felt a little panicked.
He quickly explained: "Master Dai, we are not doubting you, we are just very curious.
I want to see what kind of works a few teenagers have."
Dai Mingli glanced at him and sneered, but ignored him.
"Take out all the works and let everyone see if these works are enough to meet the standards of potential players."
A staff member agreed, entered the office, and quickly came out with the unannounced works.
Perhaps because of the harsh vision of the main judges, the number of potential works that were not announced did not reach fifty.
Instead, there were only thirty-nine paintings. At this time, all of them were carried by the staff and walked to the display table in the hall.
All the works were lined up, and Dai Mingli specifically ordered four works by Fan Tingting and others to be put together.
Dai Mingli looked at Ma Tingyou with a gloomy face, which made Ma Tingyou's heart tremble and he felt something bad.
But he quickly adjusted and his eyes became sinister.
He couldn't believe that the works of four little guys could be better than his!
"Since you question the fairness of the review, you can come and see it now.
If you have any questions, just ask them and we will explain them to you.”
After all, Dai Mingli was a respectable person, and his words were quite tough at this time.
Everyone looked at each other, and finally Ma Ting took the lead and walked towards Fan Tingting's four works.
More than a dozen contestant representatives gathered in front of the four works.
Everyone's eyes widened and they looked over like blazing eyes.
Without exception, the four works are all paintings.
One is a welcoming pine, two are plum blossoms, and one is an orchid.
Although these people are not considered masters of calligraphy and painting, since they can participate in the competition, they still have basic appreciation skills.
More than a dozen people all came here with the intention of finding fault in their eggs, but they became strangely quiet.
There were gasps of air, and some people's expressions kept changing.
In the silence, someone was the first to retreat, with a dejected look on his face.
"I quit and am willing to admit defeat. I am sitting in a well watching the sky!"
After the first one, there was a second one, and there were sighs one after another.
"I'm quitting too. It's true that my ambition is not my age. I'm too narrow-minded. I'm willing to abide by my bet!"
"And I, I shouldn't doubt the fairness of the review.
Compared with these four works, my works are nothing but shit!"
"I really admire them. I admit that their works are beyond my level. I am willing to admit defeat!"
More than a dozen representatives withdrew one after another, leaving only one Ma Tingyou standing there as if he was dumbfounded, alone.
"How is this possible? Was this really drawn by a teenager?
I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it, I want to see the surveillance video, there must be something wrong!”
Martin is unwilling to give in. He has worked hard for so long and is full of confidence to reach the finals.
Why are they not as good as a few children?
He had to admit that the level of these four works was higher than his, but he did not believe that they were made by four children.
So he has to watch the surveillance before he gives up, otherwise he won't be willing. Shushu.com
Only this time, the surroundings were quiet, and many people stayed away from Ma Tingyou, intending to draw a clear line.
Even those who also signed and stamped their names all blushed with embarrassment at this moment and did not choose to agree with Ma Tingyou.
It's true that Ma Ting looks so ugly now, he looks a bit like a mad dog.
And in a venue with no blind spots, there is almost no possibility of manipulation!
Dai Mingli sneered, but he became more and more disappointed.
He had looked at Ma Tingyou's works before, and although they were not outstanding, if he worked harder, he would sooner or later enter the mainstream of the painting and calligraphy world.
But now it seems that it is really disappointing.
Such people, even if they have sufficient skills in calligraphy and painting, and such psychological quality and character, should be cast aside by the world of calligraphy and painting!
"Retrieve the on-site surveillance video to meet his request!"
As Dai Mingli finished speaking, a staff member brought a laptop.
Then the internal network was connected, and soon the surveillance video of the venue appeared on the screen.
Martin's eyes were wide open and he refused to miss any detail.
But as every minute passed, he became more and more desperate.
Because the surveillance video clearly proved that the four works were indeed created by Fan Tingting and others without any manipulation.
Ma Ting felt his eyes go dark, and a bloody smell surged up from his abdomen.
A mouthful of blood was spat out by Ma Tingyou.
"This is not true, this is not true!
How could such a thing happen? I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it!”
Ma Ting's eyes were blank, and his whole person had fallen into a state of madness.
As he kept running around the hall, the security staff quickly stepped forward to control Ma Tingyou and quickly dragged him down.
The scene was quiet. Dai Mingli snorted coldly and looked around with dagger-like eyes.
"Does anyone else question it?"
The scene was quiet, especially those who participated in the bet. They were all ashamed at this moment and did not dare to raise their heads.
Finally, someone plucked up the courage and walked towards Yang Haoran and the others.
He bent down without raising his head and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong.
I take back what I said before, and I am willing to keep my promise, withdraw from the competition, and never participate again!"
"I am willing to admit defeat and I am willing to pay the price for my actions!"
A group of people came to Yang Haoran one after another to apologize.
Yang Haoran looked indifferent, which was what he expected.
Fan Tingting and others were not so calm, and had already jumped up excitedly.
"I just said that big brother is the best teacher. Do you believe it now?"
"Teacher Yang is the best!"
Those who apologized all lowered their heads and did not raise their faces.
It was really embarrassing, and they all regretted their previous actions.
Dai Mingli sighed and shook his head.
Then he turned into a smiling face and walked towards Yang Haoran.
Everyone moved out of the way, all staring at Dai Mingli, not knowing what he was going to do.
Dai Mingli looked at Yang Haoran with a smile on his face.
He asked very politely: "Hello, are you the calligraphy and painting teacher of these four children?"
Yang Haoran glanced at Dai Mingli casually and nodded.
