HK$8.5 million!

HK$8.5 million! Even Hu Zhangzhao couldn't believe the number of words he said, his hand holding the statistical list was trembling, and his heart was pounding, but it was written in black and white, he couldn't believe it, in less than half an hour, Wang Xiaohu's performance actually raised 1.5 million Hong Kong dollars for the victims! This young man has such a strong appeal and appeal. [Full text reading]

Not only was Hu Zhangzhao surprised, but Bruce Lee next to him also opened his mouth wide, not to mention Qi Xiaofu and the rest of the audience, especially those who participated in the entire fundraising, they were extremely happy, because they felt that the money they took out was very worthwhile.

Among them, there is a middle-aged man who is particularly excited, he is the only one in Hong Kong that produces nunchucks Zhang Ruien - Boss Zhang, Wang Xiaohu whether in movies or in public will make his business prosperous, originally tonight he planned to donate 10,000 Hong Kong dollars to count things, after seeing Wang Xiaohu on the stage suddenly used nunchucks, he was suddenly excited, this is definitely to solicit business for himself, what Boss Zhang sees in his eyes is not flying nunchucks, but a large number of flying banknotes, He felt that 10,000 Hong Kong dollars was too stingy, so he took out the check slip from his body and wrote down 100,000 Hong Kong dollars, ran to the donation box and handed it to the staff. In Zhang Ruien's opinion, this money is happy to take and thrown comfortably, today he threw out 100,000 yuan not only to do good deeds, but even to get a good karma for himself.

"Thank you, thank you for your selfless dedication to the victims!" Wang Xiaohu was stunned for a long time, and after he calmed down, he immediately bowed to the audience with Qixiaofu, and received a burst of long-lasting applause.

After Wang Xiaohu stepped down, Hu Jinzhao said: "It's now more than five o'clock in the morning, and our charity performance will enter the next link: charity auction." The stars who come to the charity show tonight will auction off their most precious items, and the highest bidder will get it, and the first one to come up for auction will be "

The relief of this charity auction is very special, most of the things auctioned are the precious items of celebrities, Cantonese opera singers or the rich people present, and it may not be precious to say that it is precious, at least when Wang Xiaohu came back from a break backstage, the stage was auctioning the broken crockpot used by the new horse master Zeng for the performance just now, as well as the props and fans used by a certain Ling, all of which are not worth a few dollars, but they are constantly baked at a high price by everyone, and sold to hundreds or even thousands of Hong Kong dollars.

Anyway, this kind of charity auction is something you and I want, and at the same time, you can see how popular these "big names" are.

"The starting price of a piece of agricultural land in the New Territories is 20,000 yuan!" He Guanchang took the auction registration form and said: "Now every inch of land in Hong Kong is expensive, and 20,000 yuan can get a piece of agricultural land in the New Territories, which is very cost-effective, is there any higher price, if not, I will auction it myself, and I will pay 21,000 yuan." ”

"Twenty-five thousand!" "Sixty thousand!" "There are people who keep raising the price.

"Wow! The last number of Ms. Huang Katie is 100,000 and 5,000 yuan, do you continue with that gentleman? He Guanchang pointed to a middle-aged uncle and said. The uncle stood up and waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, then let it be given to her, and I'll donate another 5,000 yuan!" As he spoke, he took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars and walked up to the donation box.

He Guanchang shouted: "Hey, this is greater! A round of applause from everyone to thank this gentleman! (This is the real incident of the June 18 rain disaster, and I would like to thank Brother Ivanyu in Hong Kong for his hard work in Hong Kong for providing the process and specific number of disaster relief charity performances on the Hong Kong video website.) "Brother Xiaolong, aren't you going to shoot something you like? Wang Xiaohu asked Bruce Lee not far away.

Bruce Lee shook his head and said, "You know I'm only interested in training equipment, these," he said, pointing to the items auctioned off on the stage, "I bought them back for no use." ”

That's right, when have you ever seen Bruce Lee worship a broken crockpot at home, in addition to a variety of training themes in his house is a variety of strange weapons, and then there are all kinds of books, I heard that there are currently 2500 books, 90% of the books have been read by Bruce Lee, and there are even detailed annotations.

"Hey, it seems that we don't have anything to do, so let's retreat!" Wang Xiaohu felt a little tired after tossing for more than half an hour, and proposed to go back to rest early.

Bruce Lee nodded, and just as he was about to get up and leave, he heard bursts of applause from the audience, Sammo Hung hurriedly grabbed Wang Xiaohu's arm and said, "Ah Hu, wait, Sister Baozhu wants to sell fried rice on the spot, I have to try to take a bowl to taste." ”

Sammo Hung squatted down again, staring at Chen Baozhu who was making fried rice on the stage, which made Wang Xiaohu not depressed: "Senior Brother Sanmao, aren't you?" Is a bowl of fried rice as delicious as our restaurant? ”

Sammo Hung's eyes did not leave the stage, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips and said: "Ah Hu, you don't understand this, maybe this fried rice may not be as delicious as our restaurant, but the person who makes the fried rice is Sister Baozhu!" ”

"Hey, forget it." Wang Xiaohu suddenly sat down tiredly, looked up at the light on the top of the studio, after a while, he gradually fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes again, Sammo Hung was holding a bowl of fried rice and nibbling on it, Yuan Biao and Jackie Chan and others also followed to eat, and the gobbling looked like he was back in the scene when he followed Yu Zhanyuan to study, and Wang Xiaohu couldn't cry or laugh when he saw it. "How much money did you get for this bowl of fried rice?"

Sammo Hung chewed something in his mouth and said indistinctly: "Five thousand! ”

"I'm dizzy! 5,000 yuan, uh, can be regarded as a contribution to the disaster victims! Wang Xiaohu rolled his eyes, he noticed that there were at least ten guys in the audience who were eating fried rice like Sammo Hung , a bowl of fried rice was 5,000 yuan, tsk, 50,000 yuan at once! After watching it, Sammo Hung had already finished eating fried rice, and was seriously licking the rice grains on the edge of the bowl, not to mention how ugly it was. "Have you finished eating, let's go home and sleep after eating, I'm exhausted!"

"Hey~~ Wait, Ah Hu, look at what Xu Guanwen is holding in his hand, isn't it the nunchucks you used in the performance just now? Is he going to auction it? Yuan Biao, who didn't grab the fried rice to eat, suddenly shouted, the voice was very loud, and the people around him heard it clearly, so he raised his eyes and looked, isn't it, Xu Guanwen held two nunchucks in his hands and said: "Next, what we are going to auction is the nunchucks used by Mr. Wang Xiaohu, each starting at two hundred Hong Kong dollars!" ”

"Uh, two hundred, that's expensive! The cost price of these nunchucks seems to be less than 15 Hong Kong dollars! Wang Xiaohu muttered to himself: "Selling for 500 yuan is a sky-high price!" ”

However, the fierce reaction of the audience made Wang Xiaohu guess wrong. I heard a young man next to him stand up and say, "I'll give a thousand!" ”

One of the middle positions also stood up after him: "I'll give two thousand, don't rob me!" ”

"Three thousand, don't rob me!"

"Five thousand!" “”

A group of young people scrambled to stand up and raise the price loudly, as if a thousand Hong Kong dollars was nothing in their eyes, and they had to take pictures of Wang Xiaohu's used nunchucks as a collection. When the price exceeded 10,000 yuan, Wang Xiaohu thought that it was basically the same, but those young people were still raising the price, and the price was soaring, and Wang Xiaohu was terrified when he heard it!

"Twenty thousand!" An uncle in the front row suddenly raised the price to 10,000 units, such a crazy behavior suddenly made many young people withdraw from the competition, Xu Guanwen jumped out when he heard this number, and his hand holding the nunchucks trembled, mother, is this still wood, this is clearly four gold bars, but the auction is far from over, and another loud voice sounded in the background: "50,000!" ”

"Hiss~~" The middle-aged uncle in the front row turned his head and glared at the person fiercely, gritted his teeth and gave up with a sigh, he wanted to take a picture of the pair of nunchucks and give it to his son who went to school in Taiwan, because his son is also a fan of Bruce Lee and Wang Xiaohu, especially after the release of "Righteous Heroes" in Taiwan, his son's worship of Wang Xiaohu has reached the realm of obsession. Many times in the center of the phone begged to buy nunchucks in the store, I was also busy with business and was not available, today I saw an auction of nunchucks, and it was used by Wang Xiaohu on the stage just now, that kind of dazzling and amazing stick method immediately fascinated me, and then I also became a fan of Wang Xiaohu, planning to buy one of myself, a son, and it is also a good idea to learn from Bruce Lee father and son, but someone is more ruthless than himself, and he actually smashed a sky-high price of 50,000!

"Forget it, let's take the time to buy a pair at the store another day! They're all crazy! The middle-aged uncle sat down depressedly, and the happy one in the back row was about to go to the front to pay the money and get nunchucks, but he didn't know that he walked less than two steps, and immediately a voice shouted: "Sixty thousand!" ”

Wang Xiaohu has a feeling of being dizzy, who is this loser child? followed the sound and almost fell down, that person was none other than his music mentor - Gu Jiahui! "Uncle Hui, what is his old man doing when he buys this kind of thing? Do you want to buy it back and make drumsticks and beat drum kits? Or is it used as chopsticks? Who has such thick and long chopsticks! Wang Xiaohu wanted to run to Gu Jiahui immediately to ask what was going on.

"60,000 yuan, is there anything higher than the price offered by Mr. Gu Jiahui?" Xu Guanwen held nunchucks in one hand and looked at the audience with a microphone in the other and asked loudly.

"No one is bidding, is there?" Xu Guanwen shouted three more times, feeling that no one responded now and was somewhat desolate, how exciting the shouting just now was, it was all enthusiastic to listen to one after another! "Okay, 60,000 yuan is sold, congratulations to Mr. Gu Jiahui!" Xu Guanwen took the lead in applauding, and the audience sighed with emotion, 60,000 yuan to buy a pair of nunchucks x!

Gu Jiahui smiled and took out 60,000 Hong Kong dollars and handed it to the staff, then took the pair of nunchucks from Xu Guanwen's hands and returned to the seat, and sent the nunchucks to Long Zichen's hands in everyone's eyes, and said with a smile: "Long girl, this is your wish, right?" ”

(To be continued)