Chapter 891 - The Last Lot [Four Watches]
At the auction, the auction continued??????? The paintings of famous artists are constantly being exhibited, although they have never exceeded 200 million paintings. But dozens of paintings, from tens of millions to millions, have been accumulated, and they are also a shocking wealth.
On the Internet, many netizens who watched the live broadcast also slapped the table vigorously.
"I watched a song by Mr. Zhai before, and I was called to 10 million, and I already felt terrible, but now it seems that I am much calmer!"
"These paintings are even more expensive than Brother Long Hao's suit and equipment, it's really unreasonable!"
"I knew that I would have learned to paint, and I was so profitable!"
"Don't dream upstairs, these old artists are the top in China, and only their paintings can be auctioned at this price. ”
"That is, if anyone's painting is worth this price, there is no need to auction it. ”
"Now it is estimated that there are already 300 million auction proceeds!"
"I've been calculating, now it's more than 400 million points. ”
"Teacher Zhai is really capable! You can earn so much in one night, I really kneel!"
"This is all charity, and it's not for Mr. Zhai to swallow privately!
"That's right, Mr. Zhai, this is to help those children. ”
"Xiaolong Charity Official Weibo has released a channel for online donations, I will donate first, sit and wait for you. ”
"I have to make a show and give Mr. Zhai this face!"
"The charity fund created by Mr. Zhai must be donated!"
At the same time as the live webcast, the online donation channel was also opened.
Lin Rong was at the scene, facing the camera again, and vigorously promoted it. Real-time notification of online donation information is also accumulating.
From the moment Lin Rong announced the opening of the network channel, the number of donations increased geometrically. After the auction of a painting worth tens of millions, online donations have also broken through the 100 million yuan mark and are still rising.
Among the online donations, the minimum is 50 yuan, and the most is 100,000 yuan or 200,000 yuan. The most critical point is the donation of the whole network.
Zhai Nan's fans, Tianyuan's fans, Han Xia's fans, Liu Tianwang's fans, Longhao's big brother's fans, and the fans of many artists present all called for corresponding calls and began to make online donations.
The power of many fans gathered together, and it was also extremely terrifying. The crazy increase in the amount of donations is always challenging everyone's visual nerves.
The media reporters at the scene were all messy.
"Damn, I'm not mistaken!
"Are there so many rich people now? Why am I still so slinged?"
"That's not a lot of money, it's a lot of people. So many big names are here, and their fans, each donating ten or twenty yuan, will break 100 million in minutes. ”
"There are also those rich local tyrants, who donated hundreds of thousands, just to respond to the call of their idols. ”
"Now the online donations have exceeded 100 million, and at this donation rate, the online donations are estimated to be 200 million!"
"Probably not, now the online donation channel has just opened, so there are more donors. It is estimated that after a while, it will be cold, and there will be fewer donors. ”
"Well, you see, the amount of donations has really decreased. ”
"I'll just say it!"
But on the Internet, netizens began to complain on the official Weibo of Xiaolong Charity.
"Damn, is there any mistake, Lao Tzu is here to donate, but he is not on the list?"
"The server crashed, right? Do you dare to rent a better server, it's too watery!"
"Nima, for the first time, felt that there was a queue for donations. ”
"There are too many donors, I really can't squeeze in, the official server dare to give a little bit!"
"In order to donate fifty dollars, I was also drunk!"
"Lao Tzu has prepared 50,000, but it hasn't been lined up yet, so you all wait here!"
"Rub, Lao Tzu has prepared 100,000. Do you dare to open a large donation channel on official Weibo, don't let those ten or twenty yuan squeeze with us!"
"Rub, donations are despised, who do you look down on! I really think Lao Tzu has no money! Wait, I'll donate another 100,000!"
"Worship the local tyrant upstairs! I have successfully donated, don't envy me too much!"
"Your sister, kill this pretending to be a beep!"
At the same time, on the side of the Xiaolong Charity Fund, the staff in charge of online donations also responded to the public opinion, immediately communicated with the server company, and immediately opened a large donation channel.
After a brief pause in the real-time transmission of data, the amount skyrocketed again, almost instantaneously by more than 50 million.
The amount of online donations has also reached 150 million!
The media reporters at the scene were all trembling when they saw this scene.
"This Nima is too exaggerated!"
"Who said it would stop just now, after such a while, another wave broke out!"
"Is this the legendary idol power?"
"This should be the power of the people, it's incredible, it's almost 200 million in such a long time!"
"It's all wrong, this is called the power of love, the dedication of love, learn from Teacher Zhai!"
"Don't just shout slogans, there is a donation connection on the meager one, how many donation points are so meaningful!"
All of a sudden, many reporters also took out their mobile phones, began to connect to the online donation channel, and began to donate.
On the stage, it was a song that the Hi Band was performing. This is also arranged in advance and is also for the sake of the auction. After all, this is not an auction in the traditional sense, but with some entertainment properties, so some artists will be arranged to perform on a voluntary basis.
Now it's Hi Band's performance, a rock-style song, which instantly brings the atmosphere to its highest point.
And then, in this auction, the heaviest lot was also pushed up, which was one of the four seasons donated by Mr. Lei.
The two hostesses slowly unfolded this legendary famous painting, and the spring light of the northern country immediately came into everyone's eyes.
In the eyes of everyone present, a burst of light erupted. The old man Qi also had bright eyes, and he looked like he was eager to rush up immediately and snatch the painting away.
The auctioneer smiled proudly, and then began to introduce: "This is the last lot tonight, the last painting of Mr. Shan's life, and the last masterpiece of the Four Seasons Chart. ”
Immediately afterwards, the experienced auctioneer did not immediately announce the start of bidding, but began to introduce Mr. Shan's life and tell the story of Beiguochun.
This is also to everyone's taste, and they are all salivating at this famous painting, like a pack of wolves waiting for an opportunity.
Old Man Qi looked at the auctioneer and began to grind his teeth, "How can this guy say that!"
Brother Long Hao smiled: "This auctioneer is quite able to speak!"
Han Xia frowned, "It really whetted everyone's appetite." ”
Even netizens on the other side of the network are itching with hatred.
"Nima, when did it start?"
"What is the reserve price?"
"This man is too abrasive to speak!"
"It's like grabbing him off the screen and beating him up!"
Just when everyone was eager to grab the auctioneer and beat him up, the auctioneer finally finished telling the story and said to everyone: "Okay, start the auction now, Beiguochun, the reserve price is 80 million!" (To be continued. )