That night, Jin Yan's team came to the auction site.

Jin Yan fanned his fan and proudly watched his staff explain the requirements of the live broadcast to the other party.

The million-level big V will attract traffic to your auction venue, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The other party is also quite good, and after contacting the boss, he readily agreed to the other party's needs.

And set up a live broadcast camera, by the way to drain the live broadcast.

Of course, the condition is that the other party invites Mr. Jin Yan to comment on the cultural relics after the auction, so that more people can pay attention to the antiquities auction industry.

Immediately, the other party arranged for Jin Yan and his team to walk to the VIP seat in the front row.

From this angle, you can enjoy the texture of the antiquities up close

There is no need to use a large screen to pause and zoom in again.

Every angle of the antiquities on the stage, every hair of the master of ceremonies can be seen clearly.

Jin Yan fanned his small fan of "meeting friends with texts", moved his slightly chubby body and sat down.

There are not many people here today, after all, this antiquity is a "strange and fun", there are all kinds of messy things, but there is really nothing too valuable.

The finale is this fan "Attic Looking at the River"

Jin Yan is thinking about how to use this as a starting point to make a poem on the spot.

When the time comes, the effect will be good!

Jin Yan smiled slightly, as if he had seen the barrage of "Jin Yan, I love you" and "Mom loves you" on the screen in the live broadcast room.

Although I know that most of these "girlfriend fans" and "mother fans" are big men who pick their feet.

But as long as there is heat, let alone men and women, even if a dog is calling itself, what difference does it make?

Isn't this the time when traffic is king?

…………

While he was muttering and writing poems, a man and a woman wearing masks sat next to him.

Jin Yan, who was originally immersed in the world of poetry, let out a soft "huh", and his eyes were hooked by the two people in front of him.

Although the two are wearing masks, their appearance is obviously a little otherworldly.

And the VIP seat in front of you is not something that can be sat casually, let alone two people who are so young.

Don't...... This is the legendary local tyrant II ancestor?

Teacher Jin Yan's eyes lit up, and he seemed to smell the smell of banknotes.

At the moment, I didn't write a poem, closed the book and poked the boy next to me with my elbow.

"Hello, this handsome guy?"

"My name is Jin Yan, can I get to know you?"

Jin Yan smiled and stretched out his hand.

He believes that with his popularity, the other party should not refuse.

Who knew that the boy wearing the mask was suddenly stunned, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Huh? Are you the imposter old dog? ”

"It's so weird, why are you in this place?"

"Could it be that there was a fire in the East African grasslands in your hometown, and after you lost your home, you followed your horned mother to this plain and migrated?"

Jin Yan was also stunned for a while.

Hey, this guy, how do you curse?

Oh, this guy turned out to be my black fan?

Jin Yan's smile froze on his face.

Immediately, he also looked at the young man in front of him carefully, and his eyebrows seemed to be very familiar......

Hiss –

Jin Yan suddenly gasped and scolded for a while.

"Damn, you're the little white face who scolded me for being an impostor!"

The live broadcast team in the back was adjusting the machine, and when they heard Jin Yan screaming, the director and photographer suddenly lit up-

Damn, it's such a coincidence!

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

These two enemies are actually gathering together by mistake at this moment, and they are still sitting next to each other!

"Hurry, hurry! Cut live! ”

At this moment, people in the live broadcast room came in one after another, and the choreographer secretly gestured at Jin Yan.

Jin Yan understood on the spot, and deliberately raised his voice and pointed at He Lan's nose and shouted.

"Why are you spewing blood?"

"Do you have any proof that the copyright to that poem is yours?"

"I have a contract with the Tokaido poetry circle in black and white, which shows that the copyright is mine!"

Jin Yan said while glancing at the camera, as if he wanted to sit down in the live broadcast room.

He Lan slowly took off his mask and showed a sneer.

If no matter who he scolded before, there was a hint of ridicule, then at this moment He Lan is really angry.

Before Lenovo, Jin Yan continued to write "Tianwen" at will, and even tried to use it for traffic hype.

He Lan just wanted to hammer him to death now.

"Slow down, I'm not very good at."

"I ......"

Jin Yan was choked all of a sudden, and turned his head angrily to look at the camera.

"Live broadcast netizens, do you see if this person is still unreasonable?"

He Lan, who was wearing a mask, looked at him coldly.

"I reason with anyone, but the dog can't speak, how can I reason with you?"

At this moment, even the cameraman next to him couldn't help but laugh, and was glared at by the choreographer.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was also instantly dense.

"Hahahaha, that's interesting."

"Who is this man? Dare to scare Mr. Jin Yan. ”

"Wear a mask, you can't see it."

"Listening to that meaning, it seems that the person who said that Mr. Jin Yan was the impostor, and he was it."

"Teacher Jin Yan, I'm sorry for you, but he's so funny. Hahaha......ha

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was gradually distorted.

At present, the audience still eats more melons.

The choreographer is nervously contacting the backstage at the moment, preparing to dispatch the sailor to lead the rhythm.

Jin Yan was also so angry that his eyes widened, but for the sake of face, he couldn't attack in public.

"He Lan, I won't quarrel with you now, when the auction is over, do you dare to stay and argue with me in the live broadcast room?"

"Just a poop in the live broadcast room? Okay," He Lan sneered, "I didn't expect you to be the same as the eighth child, and you are still a food broadcaster." ”

"Squatting in the toilet, in addition to live broadcasting, is eating and drinking!"

Can this TM be beaten upside down?

Jin Yan was so angry that he almost fainted.

"You ......"

He wanted to say something, but the master of ceremonies on the stage clapped his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Please pay attention to the etiquette, we have tonight's auction about to begin."

He Lan sat coldly with Chi Qianzhi in the distance.

Jin Yan also sat down hatefully and ordered the choreographer next to him.

"Ready? Now that you have caught this kid, you must not let him escape! ”

"At the moment, the Jiangbei poetry circle can't support him, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Hammer him, it's not like he's got his hands on it!"

The choreographer's eyes also flashed with a gleam.

"It's all set."

"The live broadcast room has begun to attract traffic to the platform, and the name has also been changed to "After the auction, Mr. Jin Yan angrily scolded the talentless and virtuous little fresh meat".

"When the auction is over, when the two of you face each other, you can guarantee that you will reach the peak of traffic, and there will be hundreds of thousands of online views!"

"And I also specially invited the literary critic circle, the publishing circle, and the guests who are scheduled to appear in the poetry competition."

"Later, Mr. Jin Yan is ready to take advantage of this opportunity to stir up the heat of the poem you continue to write."

"Show it to everyone, and let the literary and drama critics of each province comment on it."

The two glanced at each other, and both saw a hint of a smile in each other's eyes.

"We've made a lot of money today. However, it can be regarded as a good preparation for the poetry conference, and then Mr. Jin Yan is ready to be born! ”

Jin Yan folded his fan and smiled coldly: "Okay!" Joyfully! ”

However, Jin Yan never expected it at this moment.

He's ready to go out of the funeral.