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"Microphone!" Recruiting Ran, He Dashao opened his eyes and shouted.

The chick next to her hurriedly raised her hand and threw the pink He Dashao's exclusive singing microphone over.

Knock knock - knock knock......

The music sounded at the right time, He Dashao reached out to take the microphone, snapped to one knee and knelt on one knee, closed his eyes affectionately-

See him from afar

That happiness is too fresh

……

I had sleepless nights

The shadow appears in the heart

Asked why we met with him

The beautiful impression is like first love

Silently looking at it

Silently looked at the gaze like electricity

That moment of contact had turned me upside down......

It doesn't matter if this opening is made, the audience is cold and excited, and the sentimental atmosphere created just now is gone.

It's better to make pies, but it's really not easy to walk on the road of singing.

In this tone, I'm afraid only the big black donkey can be his bosom friend.

No, there is one more, and the second egg can even be counted as one.

"Hey, it's so cold," Xing Rui hugged his arms and drilled straight into Erdan's arms, and when he looked at Erdan, he was looking at the second floor, listening intently.

"Erdan, this ...... Good? Xing Rui said strangely, this taste, you can appreciate it, but you are also drunk.

"It's not good to sing, but the words are well written," ...... second egg muttered.

I was eager to see him every minute

Waited silently and never complained

I longed to see him every minute

On the road, I bumped into Yile for a few days

A light feeling floats above

Cute first love......

The song is also good, some plaintive, some lingering, some twisting.

Erdan's heart, somehow, remembered the time with Zhang Dandan, from the initial indifferent acquaintance, later solo tutoring, the tenderness of making cakes together, and the happy time of going to the welfare home together......

And now, the Iraqi people are gone......

He Dashao ravaged everyone with his voice, and got up at the end of the song, tears flowed down his cheeks for a while, and he couldn't help himself with sadness.

"Okay, I announce, the song manuscript and the single CD, the starting price, 100,000!"

The crowd below stared at each other and didn't move.

This is not a joke, elegant things, you make a song, everyone spends 35,000 yuan, happy and happy, elegant and elegant, you clicked to get a starting price of 100,000, just this donkey shouted and the horse barked, and returned 100,000, you are embarrassed.

He Dashao didn't think so, 100,000 was set by him hard. What do you think, Donkey Yun's oil painting was auctioned for more than 4 million yuan in Hong Kong, why can't I do it, he is singing praises to Mother Earth, I am singing about pure love, he is an oil painting, I am a song, half a catty and eight taels, comparable.

He Dashao is full of hope that his painstaking work will have to be shot for at least one or two million.

There was silence for a while, and for a long time, a noble lady who had just made up her mind to buy no more than 100,000 raised her hand.

"Okay, this lady, you really have the vision, bid 100,000!" The host was so excited that he almost got cold.

He Zuyan also grinned.

After that, there was silence again.

The people who come are all rich, but no one is a fool, nor is he a master who takes money and throws it away, on the contrary, they are all very shrewd and pay attention to pay and output.

He Zuyan glanced around at everyone, his eyes full of expectation.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" Bu Junwu was helpless, raised his hand again, and added 50,000. He has a good relationship with He Dashao, and the group will develop in Hong Kong and Macao in the future, with many friends and many roads.

He Dashao excitedly clenched his fist at Bu Junwu, that means, good buddy!

"Okay, Everbright Group's Mr. Bu has made a bid, and the price code has increased by 50,000 at once, showing Mr. Bu's unique level of art appreciation......" The host said excitedly, without anything to say, for fear that the venue would be cold again.

However, what he said didn't feel right when everyone heard it, what is a different level of appreciation.

"150,000, is there any, 150,000, is there ......," the host asked.

"Two hundred thousand!" A short, middle-aged man raised his hand.

Wow, 200,000, this one looks like a strange thing.

He Dashao looked at it, and he was not very excited, why. This one he knows, is the owner of a chain restaurant, born in a troubled boy, his favorite is to rub mahjong and soak female college students, what kind of music does he know, the reason why he bids is not that he has to rely on the He Group in business, this is to please himself.

is not a real bosom friend, He Dashao doesn't want his works to be bought by this guy, maybe he will wipe his ass when he takes it back, even if he hangs it in the living room, it is a pearl secret investment.

The trouble is that 200,000 is out, and no one shouts anymore. Bu Junwu didn't shout anymore, it was enough to give face, if you really threw two or three hundred thousand yuan for nothing, you can't get it.

The host and He Dashao both looked eagerly at the crowd, hoping to find new buyers.

"I'll give 500,000!"

Everyone looked at it together, it was that flute boy again!

Yes, it's a second egg.

No matter how bad the popularity is, who can not have a soulmate. Coincidentally, He Dashao's song "Love Sweetness" touched the hearts of the two eggs and resonated at this moment.

"Five hundred thousand! It's Mr. Tian again! The host stretched out his hand and shouted excitedly.

He Dashao also looked at Erdan with excitement on his face.

Xing Rui opened his mouth wide and looked at the second egg with a positive face in disbelief.

"The biggest winner tonight, without a doubt, is Mr. Tian, who is young and promising, chic and rich, and has elegant taste," the host said loudly.

Erdan smiled, greeted everyone, patted Xing Rui's little hand, and walked to the stage.

Everyone consciously got out of the way and looked at this little rich man.

To tell the truth, 1.8 million yuan, these people in the audience are not a thing, but this kid's demeanor and style of acting make people feel indescribable, and the feeling of spending these 3.5 million makes people feel that it is more than other people spending 8 million...... What's this, it's cool anyway, I just think this guy has an aura and enough face, okay!

Erdan walked to the front of the stage. Motioned to the moderator to say two words himself.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow us to say a few words," Erdan cleared his throat.

"I photographed two things tonight, and they are also treasures sold cheaply by my good brother," Erdan glanced at Bu Junwu and He Dashao.

"But to tell you the truth, the reason why I wanted to photograph these two things is not just because of the friendship of good brothers, but because they are the work of their hearts, they are poured into emotion and love, they move me and I like them very much. He Dashao's "Sweet Love" touched the depths of my heart and awakened my unforgettable love ......" Erdan said, couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"I photographed the desert star and gave it to my female companion, this is love, I photographed "Love Sweetness", which is based on love, based on love ......"

[Author's digression]: Folks, this chapter is pretty cool, if it's cool, let's give some rewards, leave some words or something, it's been so lonely lately, why is there no one, are the folks still there?