At least Chen Xuan's watch can be sold for a million, and you can sell a belt of a few thousand yuan for more than 500,000 yuan, and the strength of the national actor is too terrifying.

  Of course, there is another reason for this, as a 30-year-old actor, among Lu Yan's fans, there are many successful people with successful careers, and those who donate five or six hundred thousand yuan for their idols are not taken seriously at all.

  Perhaps in the eyes of some people, star-chasing is a very irrational performance, and some people directly classify star-chasing as, but they don't know that sometimes, idols may have a deeper meaning for fans.

  It is companionship, youth, and spiritual pillar.

  Just like Lu Xueyang at the beginning, if she was a millionaire, let alone 500,000, it would be possible for her to go bankrupt for her second brother.

  "Xiao Yeye, this belt can be sold for 500,000, and you have more Weibo fans than him! Will yours be able to sell for a million? Thinking of something, Tang Ran couldn't help but turn his head and look at Si Ye.

  If she steals a few things he used to sell, will she make a fortune and reach the pinnacle of life?

  "If you buy it, I can consider it." Looking at Tang Ran, Si Ye smiled and spoke, naturally seeing what kind of crooked idea this stupid woman was playing.

  "I'm kidding." Looking at his boss Ye, Tang Ran instantly dispelled all the thoughts in his heart, he had no money, he couldn't afford it!

  "Also, I seem to have a lot of fans on Weibo, but in fact, it is a concentration of fans from all walks of life, as long as it is a fan of the artists under Shengshi Entertainment, I will basically pay attention to it, my boss.

  In fact, it's all fake powder. Si Ye smiled lightly.

  "That's not because you're the president, not an artist, Xiao Yeye, it's not me who said, with your appearance, temperament, and figure, you can kill Lu Yan in minutes." Looking at Si Ye, who was about to become his creditor, Tang Ran instantly smiled with a dog's leg.

  Hearing this, a smile rose in Si Ye's eyes, and he retracted his gaze, "I prefer to let others work for me rather than help others work." ”

  "Don't explain, you're socially phobic, you're afraid of meeting people." Slanting his eyes at Si Ye's smug look, Tang Ran hit the nail on the head.

  Si Ye, ""

  Later, like Qin Wen and Tang Jin, the donated items were basically sold for about 100,000 yuan.

  Even a worn basketball uniform donated by Su Cheng was sold for 50,000 yuan, and he was about to be sent to heaven.

  After a while, finally, looking at the pair of gloves that looked very old at first glance on the auction table, the auction lady couldn't help but be stunned.

  Offstage, Tang Ran covered her face silently, although she was sure to buy it herself, but it was still embarrassing, she knew that she had also learned from Su Cheng to donate a piece of clothing or something.

  On the side, looking at the genuine "broken gloves" and glancing at Tang Ran, a touch of mockery rose on Chen Xuan's face.

  Poor.

  With her professional qualities, the auction lady quickly raised her head and regained her natural look, "Hello gentlemen and ladies, the next auction item was donated by our Mr. Si Jing, a pair of gloves that he once wore.

  The workmanship of the gloves is still relatively exquisite, and it is warmer at first glance, and it is donated by our super handsome guy Sijing.

  Imagine wearing these gloves, as if Mr. Si Jing is holding your hand, do you instantly feel warm both physically and mentally?

  glove starting price,