Chapter 67: It's better to dance

1:45 p.m.

One person and two demons arrived at the auction site.

As soon as he walked to the door and was about to show his ticket, suddenly, a fragrant wind hit the tip of his nose, and a tall and gorgeous beauty in black appeared in front of him.

The beauty is 1.73 meters tall, her appearance is dazzling and flamboyant, her eyes are like ebony, there is black earth eyeshadow at the end of her eyes, and her lips are slightly dull, not self-glorious.

However, before Ying Xiaochuan let out an exclamation, he heard a scream in the red in his ears, "Oh, light, your ears are going to be pulled off for you." ”

Facai grabbed Hongzhong's ears and glared angrily, "Okay, you Hongzhong, you dare to come over alone." ”

Hongzhong said miserably: "You haven't woken up when I get up, who dares to provoke you to get up." ”

"Oh, that's the reason you just came up with?

Seeing that the time was approaching two o'clock, Ying Xiaochuan hurriedly stood up and played a round, "Okay, aren't you coming along?" Don't be embarrassed, go home and clean up when you have something." ”

Red shuddered.

Facai snorted and let go, "I'll clean you up later." After speaking, he looked at Ying Xiaochuan with a pleasant face, "Boss, when are we going in?"

Ying Xiaochuan sighed helplessly: "Now." ”

He showed the ticket to the security guard at the door, and one ticket could bring three people in at the same time, so they walked in unimpeded.

Facai observed the people walking around in amazement, in her demon life, she had never seen so many people at one time.

The auction didn't officially start, but there were already a lot of people on the scene.

It is a circular venue with a one-meter-high platform in the middle, carpeted, surrounded by old-fashioned sandalwood tables and chairs, each marked with numbers, and people come to sit by ticket.

There are no boxes here, everyone sits in one place, and it looks like there is no special division between three, six, nine, etc.

Ying Xiaochuan's seat number is 14, and the position is in the middle of the front.

As soon as I sat down, a staff member came over and took the whiteboard.

Fa Cai asked, "Where are they going to take the whiteboard?"

Ying Xiaochuan replied: "Before the auction, the auctioned items should be put away and kept in a unified manner. ”

"Oh. Fa Cai nodded thoughtfully, "I heard that auctions are always auctioned with a reserve price before the auction, how much did you mark the whiteboard?"

Ying Xiaochuan recalled the expression on the whiteboard when he filled out the form that day, and couldn't help but purse his lips slightly and laugh.

"Five thousand. ”

"Ah, that's it?"

"The tabula rasa is so pitiful, it was sold for five thousand. ”

The two demons, who were still as powerful as fire and water, are now distressed about the value of the tabula rasa together.

Ying Xiaochuan said lazily: "I also have to leave a way back for myself, you must know that your boss has only a few dollars in total." ”

"Yes, our boss is poor. ”

"Don't worry, even if the whiteboard is bought in the end, he will fly back by himself. ”

"Shhhh

"Oooh. Hongzhong obediently covered his mouth.

Ying Xiaochuan listened to their conversation and laughed softly.

……

Half past two.

The auction officially began, and the scene was full of more than 100 seats.

A female host wearing a cheongsam appeared on the stage, "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, the third antique auction in Jincheng is about to officially begin, and now we will auction the first item - an eighty-year-old sparrow." ”

As the sound fell, a black platform rose from the lifting platform in the center of the stage, on which was placed a birdcage, covered with a black cloth.

It's the whiteboard.

There was a lot of talk in the audience.

"Eighty years of sparrows? Can any sparrow live to be eighty years old? Gimmick. ”

"This is not necessarily, it will not be an ordinary object to be on this auction table, maybe there are really eighty-year-old sparrows?"

"Whether it's true or not, we can know at a glance, if this sparrow is really eighty years old, I will buy it. ”

The hostess smiled and walked over to uncover the white cloth on the whiteboard, and in an instant, all the light of the spotlights converged on the whiteboard.

The gray fluttering hair, a circle of white around the neck, the whiteboard shook its wings, and when he saw the light, he suddenly saw so many pairs of eyes staring at it in front of him, and he couldn't help but be a little blind.

"This sparrow is so big. ”

"Haha, it looks a little blind, it really has a spiritual thing, and when I saw so many people, I didn't fly away in fear. ”

But there is no shortage of regrets.

"I thought there was any difference between an eighty-year-old sparrow, but it was just that it grew a little bigger, so I dared to pretend to be eighty-year-old, and I didn't want to buy this bird for five hundred. ”

"That's right, it's ugly, it's not as good-looking as my cockatiel. ”

"This bird can sing and tell a story. After the introduction, the hostess gently said to the whiteboard: "Little sparrow, you can sing a song to everyone." ”

Offstage.

Ying Xiaochuan, Hongzhong, and Facai seemed to have a premonition of something, and they all blocked their ears with their fingers.

At this time, the white shift in the circle was looking for the boss and Hongzhong on the stage in a little anxious, and when he heard that the hostess wanted to let it sing.

It was stunned, and the words of the boss came to mind: "No matter what the host asks you to do for a while, cooperate with her." So he cleared his throat and prepared to open his voice officially.

"I'm vague about what you're saying, only good music for me to hear. ”

After singing two sentences, the hostess's face changed rapidly, but she still steadied.

"From here words begin to lose their effect, only the sense of rhythm can contact each other, the world, the world, what is needed is speed, you see, you see, what is in charge......"

The hostess felt that her professionalism might be Waterloo tonight, and her face was blue and her facial nerves twitched faintly.

"The whole world, the whole world, is a big screen, everyone steps on the same footsteps, it's better to dance, it's better to chat than to dance, make yourself feel comfortable, it's everyone's talent, continue to dance......"

The hostess finally took a few steps back and ran to the edge of the stage, covering her ears with her hands in pain.

But she was too naΓ―ve, and the song wouldn't stop because she fled.

The whiteboard stubbornly sang the whole song.

After the song was over, the audience was as silent as death.

A song comparable to the scene of the earthquake has a magical sound in the ears, and what is even more terrifying is that the performers sing it word for word, and even intoxicated.

The hostess's ears buzzed, and after a long pause, she staggered to the center of the stage and pulled out a far-fetched smile.

"This is really a singing sparrow, and then it will enter the official auction, and the price of the eighty-year-old sparrow starts at 5,000 yuan!"