I wish the students who want to take the college entrance examination to play normally and get good results......

Zhou Xing doesn't care about what Yin Dong said, as long as these people don't squander the money that really donates to charity. Anyway, these people are willing to fight and suffer, and there is no need to worry about salty radishes.

Zhou Xing and his party came to the middle row of seats and sat down, and many people immediately recognized Zhou Xing. No way, when he was in the hall, Zhou Xing's domineering was well known, and a character like Lian Qing Yueran was not even a fart in front of Zhou Xing, which was enough to prove how deep Zhou Xing's background was.

So, everyone greeted Zhou Xing one after another, showing goodwill in person, handing over business cards, and greeting each other. For these people, Zhou Xing also stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face, and received them with the attitude that everyone who came was a guest.

It didn't take long for the auction to officially begin. The auctioneer was a woman who looked to be in her twenties, with a sweet appearance, long hair floating behind like a waterfall, especially the pair of twin peaks on her chest, full and attractive, with the water snake waist, it was almost life-threatening.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today I Yao Qianqian will be the auctioneer of this time, I hope you must enjoy it, don't be stingy, I know everyone's wallets are bulging." This Yao Qianqian's tone of voice was very loud, so that everyone was crispy in their bones, and the eyes of those rich people were green one by one.

Yin Dong acted as a commentator for Zhou Xing on the side, "Brother Zhou, this Yao Qianqian is the daughter of a wealthy man in the capital, because of her sweet appearance and family background, I don't know how many sons want to win the beauty." ”

When Zhou Xing heard this, he smiled and said, "Honestly, do you have this idea?" ”

Yin Dong heard this. Scratching his head embarrassedly, he said, "I've had it before." Later, I learned that this Yao Qianqian was not a serious girl. dispelled the idea of pursuing her, but this Yao Qianqian is still a good choice to be a lover. ”

No matter how serious a man is in front of people, when he meets those beautiful and bewitching women, he will have some obscene thoughts, which is also the nature of men.

The first item in the auction was a painting by a rich lady, and as for the level of that painting, Zhou Xing really didn't dare to compliment. But Zhou Xing had to admit that the auction painting was better than what he wanted to paint. But the key is that Zhou Xing's level of painting is the level of primary school students, and what he draws is not called painting, but ghost painting.

However, it is such a painting with no collection value, and it was sold for 30,000 yuan. 30,000 yuan may not be worth mentioning at all for these rich people, but for those migrant worker brothers who go out to work. That's their hard-earned money for a year.

For this auction without a little nutrition, Zhou Xing is not interested at all. The whole auction is about who has the money and who can give up the money.

Otherwise, this environment is a little noisy, and Zhou Xing is estimated to be able to fall asleep, but Rao is like this, Zhou Xing still yawns.

As Yin Dong said before, the underwear of a famous female star or a rich lady can be auctioned for more than 100,000 yuan. Zhou Xing was a little puzzled, what are you spending hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy this thing, masturbation? I can't change it, there is never a shortage of women around these people.

But then after thinking about it, Zhou Xing also understood that people sometimes love to be cheap, and often think that what they can't get is the best. Like these rich ladies and actresses who go out. If these rich ladies or actresses are willing to accompany these rich people for one night, then these rich people are willing to spend millions of dollars.

This is the more you can't get the better, and scarcity is expensive.

Jiang Feng, on the other hand, watched it with relish, and while watching, he shook his head and sighed, how good it would be if this money was given to himself!

"Everyone, there is still one last item left for tonight, this item is a love poem written by Ye Menglei, the great beauty of our capital, although this love poem is not created by Ye Da Beauty, but it is also written by Ye Da Beauty with her beautiful hand." Yao Qianqian's words were like a fishy smell, which made the cat-like rich people here ready to move.

"I'm going to make this love poem!" A rich man said with confidence, provoking a woman next to him to be jealous, but helpless.

"Haha...... Wang Da Fatty, I advise you not to fight with me, I want to decide this love poem of Miss Ye. "Another rich man is like a shell man who has seen cow dung.

Zhou Xing saw that these rich people were like chicken blood, and he was very curious about the love letters written by Ye Menglei and the ones he was determined to get.

"Yin Dong, what kind of character is this Ye Menglei?" Zhou Xing asked.

"This Ye Menglei is not only beautiful, but also has a prominent family background, and what is even more rare is that she is not like those rich ladies who often go to these clubs and other places, and she is still ......studying," Yin Dong introduced.

After listening to Yin Dong's introduction, Zhou Xing finally understood why these rich people were so excited one by one. The first is that this Ye Menglei is indeed a great beauty, the second is that the family background is illustrious, and the third is that she is still a student, and she is at the level of a school flower.

In fact, just by any one of them, these rich people will salivate, not to mention the combination of three advantages, which makes these stealing cats even more unbearable.

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet, listen to what I say, okay?" Yao Qianqian instantly exploded when she saw the bottom, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

After a long time, it was a little quieter underneath. But someone immediately asked: "Miss Yao Qianqian, I don't know what the reserve price of Miss Ye's love poem is?" I'm willing to give a million! ”

"I'll give 1.5 million!"

"I'll give two million!"

"I'll give three million!"

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Seeing that these rich people spent a lot of money and didn't treat money as money at all, Zhou Xing had to sigh that it was so good to be rich! Completely treat money as a number, to be honest, if Zhou Xing was asked to take out three million pieces of waste paper at once to buy a so-called love poem, Zhou Xing would be reluctant.

Yao Qianqian stood on the stage and looked at the rich people below who were like wolves and tigers, and couldn't help but squint, picked up the microphone in her hand and said loudly: "Ye Menglei said, this love poem will not be auctioned." It's written specifically for one person! ”

Yao Qianqian's words are like a bombshell. Blow up in this little auction house. Moment. The pot exploded at the bottom, and it was even more noisy than the vegetable market.

Seeing this chaotic and noisy environment, Zhou Xing couldn't help frowning slightly, these people are also successful people and have status outside, how can they be here for a love poem Ye Menglei became the same as the aunt who bought vegetables in the vegetable market.

After Yao Qianqian's words were finished, someone immediately stood up and asked, "Who is Miss Ye's love poem written for?" ”

"Tell us who it's for."

More than half of the rich stood up. One by one, as if they had eaten gunpowder, they were angry, looking like that, if they learned that Ye Menglei wrote poems and gave them away, these people might immediately go up and fight with that person.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Xing silently mourned in his heart for the other party who wrote a poem for Ye Menglei, in this case, even if he was not beaten to death by these angry rich men with one punch, he would be drowned by one of them with a mouthful of saliva.

Zhou Xing felt that this Ye Menglei must have an enmity with that person. Otherwise, you can't do this, you say that you are a girl who wants to write love letters to others. Can I give it quietly in private, and I will give it away in this case?

Doesn't this push the other party to the forefront and let him die without a place to be buried?

"I don't know who is so unlucky, you see, as soon as this Yao Qianqian announces that person's name, that person will immediately be drowned by everyone's saliva. Alas, this person also went out tonight and didn't look at the yellow calendar, and was pulled on his head by a piece of bird. Jiang Feng shook his head and said with a sigh.

"yes, I think this guy is sad enough. It is said that if this Ye Menglei likes the other party, she can't change it to such a hand, this is obviously a grudge against that guy. Zhou Xing nodded in agreement with what Jiang Feng said.

"Tell me, who the hell is it?" The angry plutocrats yelled.

Yao Qianqian picked up the microphone and announced loudly: "Everyone be quiet, I will announce it, if everyone continues to make such noise, I will not announce it." ”

At this moment, everyone immediately fell silent, and the huge auction house was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard. Everyone stared at Yao Qianqian on the stage, waiting for Yao Qianqian to announce that person's name.

Zhou Xing also wanted to know who this unlucky guy was? So, I didn't even yawn, and immediately got up.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Yao Qianqian was very satisfied, and after clearing her throat, she picked up the microphone and said in a sweet voice: "The object of our Ye Da beauty's love poem is ......"

Yao Qianqian deliberately sold Guan Zi, and dragged out her voice for a long time, just not saying the name of that person. Now I was in a hurry, and they shouted one by one, asking Yao Qianqian to hurry up.

Even Zhou Xing's appetite was hung, and he wanted to know who that unlucky guy was?

Yao Qianqian saw that everyone looked more anxious than holding back a soak of urine, so she announced the answer with satisfaction.

"The object of our Ye Da beauty's love poems is ...... Zhou Xing! ”

"Boom!"

Zhou Xing was struck by lightning, and an earth-shattering thunder sounded in Zhou Xing's head, instantly blowing Zhou Xing's head blank, and he sat there like a statue.

Zhou Xing thought that he had heard it wrong, but as soon as he looked at Jiang Feng and the others looking at him, he could know that he had heard it correctly, that the love poem written by Ye Menglei was for himself.

In an instant, there were thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past in Zhou Xing's heart, bringing that gust of wind to the wind of grass and mud horses, and then the chrysanthemums tightened.

What's funny is that Zhou Xing didn't know it was the unlucky guy at first, but now it's good, this unlucky guy is himself, your sister, it's really unlucky to get home.

I rub! How could that unlucky bastard be? I don't know this Ye Menglei at all? I don't even know what she looks like, how can I write love poems to myself? Even if Zhou Xing is narcissistic, he will not be narcissistic to the point that Ye Menglei will fall in love with him at first sight and fall in love with herself deeply.

Besides, giving yourself love poems in the case of an origami machine is not loving yourself, it is harming yourself.

Zhou Xing can be sure that this Ye Menglei is harming herself, making herself the target of public criticism and the target of everyone's attacks.

Grandma's, the most poisonous woman's heart! Zhou Xing didn't know where he offended this Ye Menglei and let her harm herself like this.

If the rich people here attack Zhou Xingqun, Zhou Xing is also afraid! Ants bite elephants to death, and besides, these rich people are not ants, and Zhou Xing is not an elephant.

"Who is Zhou Xing? Who is Zhou Xing? Hurry up and stand up for me! Immediately, someone shouted.

Subsequently, there were many responders, all of them as if their wives had been put to sleep. Seeing that Zhou Xing couldn't help but shudder in his heart, he didn't expect these people to launch a threat so scary. (To be continued......)