Chapter Eighty-One: The Theatre of the Dallacourt

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Guo Shouyun, who remembered the morning auction, got up very early the next day. After having breakfast with Molly Bevan, the two of them came to the Delacourt Theater in Central Park, New York, without disturbing Evan Bevan, who was still lying in bed.

For the average person in New York, one of the things that pays the most attention to them outside of work is the Shakespeare plays that are performed every summer at the Delacourt Theater in Central Park. Not just because it's performed by the famous Joseph Piper Theatre Company, but also because it's completely free. Things that don't cost money are naturally welcomed by everyone.

As a result, from June to September, the Delacott Theatre plays, known as 'A Midsummer Night's Shakespeare', are often sold out.

But it's still daytime, and it's still a long time before the evening performance. The most important thing is that Guo Shouyun has little interest in Shakespeare's plays.

"Mr. Guo, Ms. Bewen, good morning!"

Seeing the two coming, Will Harington, who was waiting outside the door early, hurriedly greeted him.

"Good morning, Mr. Harrington!"

After the two sides exchanged greetings, Will Harrington hurriedly took out a piece similar to a ping-pong racket from his cross-body backpack, but it was one size smaller in comparison, and handed it to Guo Shouyun with the Arabic numeral '35' in the middle.

"Mr. Guo, this is your number!"

After taking it and looking at it twice, "Do you need a deposit?"

"No, if you have something you like, you can take a picture and directly swipe your card or cash transaction on the spot!"

Guo Shouyun nodded knowingly.

"Then we'll go in first!"

"Okay. … By the way, except for the first row, you can sit in any of the seats inside!" Will Harrington nodded and hurriedly said.

The position in the first row is the best, and it must be for those special guests with strong capital, which Guo Shouyun can understand. In this world, there are class differences everywhere.

Upon entering the theater, a large white curtain has been erected in the middle stand, and a projector is placed in front of it. Because the time is not yet, the projector is not turned on for the time being.

The auction table reserved for the auctioneer is located on the left side of the auction table, and in order not to obstruct the view of bidders, there are no people seated in the stand on the left. But that's okay, there's plenty of seating at the Dracott Theatre. Even without the left stand, what is left is enough.

In fact, when Guo Shouyun walked in with Molly Bevan, more than two-thirds of the seats in the middle and right stands were empty. This is understandable, given that Ludy's influence is limited to the New York periphery. It's not comparable to Sotheby's and Christie's. And this is the reason why they gave up renting an expensive star-rated hotel banquet hall and chose this place as the auction site.

After finding two vacant seats in the fourth row of the middle stand, Guo Shouyun pulled Molly Bevan to sit down.

"What the hell do you want to take me to this auction?"

"You'll know in a moment!" Guo Shouyun smiled.

"Pretending to be mysterious!"

Molly Bevan pouted slightly dissatisfied.

Since her relationship with Guo Shouyun has gone further, she has occasionally revealed some girly coquettishness in front of each other that is in line with her age.

Guo Shouyun enjoys Molly Bevan's state after letting go of her defense, so he often teases her whenever he has the opportunity. After the first few rounds of exploration and experience, his chances of success are getting higher and higher. Of course, the relationship between the two has become more and more intimate.

"By the way, Rowling is flying from Madrid the next afternoon, do you still have to wait to meet her?"

"Rowling is coming?"

"Her fifth Harry Potter, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, is about to be released, and I also have a new set of books that will be released at the same time, and Christopher plans to give us a book sign-on in New York to promote the new book!" Guo Shouyun explained.

Nodding clearly, Molly Bevan hesitated slightly, "What time is Rowling's flight?"

"It's 4:20 p.m. tomorrow!"

"It's good that my flight is at 5pm, so I should be able to meet her before I leave!" Molly Bevan sighed, her expression relaxed.

"Or ...... You can just change your booking, change your departure time to the next day, so that you can have time to have dinner with Rowling and have a chat by the way. And don't you get along very well?"

Molly Bevan was very moved, but after thinking about it, she shook her head.

"No! Professor Ramos is very strict, this time he sent Al to report to the school to ask for leave, I can't ask for leave anymore!"

Guo Shouyun, who expected this to be the result, sighed, "Okay! It seems that we will have to wait until Christmas to meet again!"

"I'll come home for Christmas, and if you come along, my dad will definitely entertain you with his baseball bat!" Molly Bevan glanced at the man beside her.

The innocence and coquettish infinite style made Guo Shouyun itch in his heart. At that moment, he gently dragged his right hand, and after holding the infinitely beautiful upper body of the beautiful woman into his arms, he lowered his head, and his lips were close to the crystal jade ear and whispered: "No matter what, I will definitely snatch his baby daughter away, and I will make him willing!"

The warm breath surrounded the sensitive area, making Molly Bevan feel some itching and her body was inexplicably hot.

"You're beautiful! He's going to give you a hard lesson. Molly Bevan's voice whispered with a slight trembling voice.

"Then I'll eat you first!"

After finishing speaking in an ambiguous tone~ ambiguously, Guo Shouyun probed and took Molly Bevan's sensitive earlobe. The latter's body trembled, his eyes became a little blurred, and his body unconsciously approached the strong lover beside him.

Just when the two hugged each other tighter and tighter, and when the love was thick, and the lips were about to be together, the sound of the auction beginning came from the ears.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the auction at the Delacourt Theatre at Ludy's Auction House, I'm Miller Halsey, the manager of the auction house...!" After a brief introduction, the Halsey manager quickly announced the opening of the auction, and then a middle-aged white auctioneer in a suit and a red bow tie walked up.

The first lot was "Autumn in the Mountains of the Mountains" by the famous 19th-century British landscape painter George Turner, which sold for $36,000!

In fact, the Western art collecting market, after hundreds of years of precipitation, has become very reasonable. With the exception of works by top artists, there will not be much more than the market price at auction.

Of course, in Ludy's auction house, which is at best medium-sized, there are no eye-catching top-notch artworks. It serves more of the affluent middle class of the United States than the billionaires at the top. Therefore, the price range of artworks ranges from a few thousand dollars to tens of thousands of dollars, and even hundreds of thousands of dollars are very few.

Time passed, and Guo Shouyun never made a move. Until a bust of Christ with a calm expression appeared in front of him about 70 centimeters high and 50 centimeters wide, with a blue dress, holding a crystal ball in his left hand and a blessing gesture with his right hand, his expression was solemn, and his eyes were full of light, staring at the oil painting that appeared on the projector screen.