"The young lady of Dingtian Group will come to the stage to donate" The host's sentence made Yong Ruixue know what kind of trap Jiang Xiwen dug for herself.

Under the urging of everyone's eyes, Yong Ruixue slowly moved her steps.

If it weren't for the dotted red wine stains, Yongruixue at this time should be extremely beautiful.

Yong Ruixue didn't dodge, but walked forward generously.

At this time, Gu Chenyi also appeared in the banquet hall, he wanted to stop it, he wanted to help her.

However, those people seemed to be deliberate. Stopped in front of him.

Yong Ruixue dragged a pair of flawed dresses to the stage, but she still had a smile on her face.

"I don't know what Miss Ruixue is going to auction!" The moderator asked.

"Hmmm! I'm going to auction off this dress on me," Yong Ruixue pointed to her clothes.

"Miss Ruixue is really joking, your dress has been..."The host couldn't believe his ears, thinking that Yong Ruixue was joking.

"My dress has been kissed with red wine. But this dress is from the famous costume designer Lin Zitao, and it is currently a unique one in the world."

"Lin Zitao? Who is it? I don't know! The people in the audience whispered, and even Lin Zitao lowered his head in shame.

"Then what is the starting price of Miss Ruixue?"

"What is the starting price of that vase?" Yong Ruixue asked curiously.

"500,000"

"Oh! Then my dress will be cheaper, just one dollar! ”

"A dollar?" Unbelievable confirmation from the host.

There was already laughter from the audience.

"Hehe, a dollar? If you drop it on the ground, no one will pick it up! ”

"Yes! Isn't it said that she is the young lady of Dingtian Group? Why are you so stingy."

"Yes! You can get your hands on such things, and you don't care about people! ”

For a while, there was an endless stream of discussions in the audience.

"Yes! Just a dollar. Just before the auction! I want to do some preparation first."

Yong Ruixue suddenly stepped off the stage and walked to the dining table in full view of everyone.

She first picked up a chopstick, then cut a strand of hair with scissors.

Then another plate was served, first red wine, then some other red stuff.

Seventy-seven-eighty-eight took something.

Everyone was puzzled, and then the host couldn't help but joke.

"Is our Miss Ruixue hungry? Why don't you wait until you're full, we'll continue."

"Hahaha"

"Hahaha"

Suddenly, the hall burst into laughter.

Yong Ruixue ignored them, but calmly returned to the stage.

"It's not that I'm hungry, it's that she's hungry," Yong Ruixue naughtily pointed to her imperfect dress.

Everyone laughed even more, and Yong Ruixue ignored them. It's about continuing to do something.

After a while, the chopsticks in her hand. With the hair she picked up, it blends perfectly to form a pen.

So an amazing scene happened, Yong Ruixue actually used the so-called pen.

I dipped it in the red wine and drew it on my dress.

For a moment, the lights in the hall dimmed.

Only Yong Ruixue was alone, painting elegantly on the stage.

Every stroke is so focused.

"Once upon a time, there was a lowly little creature that looked like a chicken." Yong Ruixue began to narrate something in her soft voice, and the hall fell silent, listening to her natural voice.