The guests in the audience were waiting for Shen Jun to donate.

But Shen Jun stood still, motionless, only his legs kept shaking.

"What's the matter, why didn't Shen Jun move?" A reporter asked.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Shen Jun, who was originally standing on the stage, his legs suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, in front of so many people and camera lenses, he sat on the ground.

"What's wrong with him?!"

"Scared like this, it shouldn't be a weak heart, right?"

"What's the lack of heart, Lu Ye didn't say anything, and he didn't show evidence, he's afraid of a fart! Inexplicably, Shen Jun is simply a bad seed. ”

The guests in the audience discussed fiercely, but Shen Jun on the stage was so frightened that he couldn't even stand up.

He didn't feel afraid when he was far away, but when he got closer, he saw the 'fierce' eyes of those stray dogs, and his legs lost consciousness without obeying the call.

Shen Jun sat on the ground, his hands and feet trembling, and cold sweat poured out from his forehead.

He can't wait to beat himself to death now, who made him cheaper and have to shoot that lot!

"Mr. Shen seems to be a little uncomfortable, so let's ask Miss Tang to come first." The auctioneer is not a tough person, and when he saw that Shen Jun was uncomfortable, he asked Miss Etiquette to invite 'Tang Xinluo'.

"On behalf of tonight's charity guests and the Royal Court Auction House, please send our loving blessings to the representatives of the Wandering Rescue Center."

The host's words fell, and the guests in the audience were waiting for 'Tang Xinluo' to come forward.

Who knows, the state of 'Tang Xinluo' is even more outrageous than Shen Jun.

Shen Jun finally took a few steps forward before he sat on the ground.

And that 'Tang Xinluo' not only didn't take a step, but when Miss Etiquette went to invite her, she sat on the ground and refused to get up.

The lively music on the field has been listened to for a long time.

All the guests heard the hysterical cry of 'Tang Xinluo'.

"No, I'm not going...... I'm not going...... Don't let me go, don't let me go......"

Wan Weiwei's eyes had become confused and unable to focus.

Those crazy and painful memories rushed into my mind like a tidal wave.

The four homeless men not far away, they looked at her with the same filthy, disgusting, and ill-intentioned eyes as the beggars who had taken her turn in the first place.

The feeling of being pressed under those dirty, lowly, and unkempt people is the imprint that Wan Weiwei wants to forget the most in her life, but she can never forget it.

"Miss Tang, just give them these donation certificates, it's a trivial matter." The auctioneer didn't seem to see Wan Weiwei's horror, and kindly said to her.

"Lot 13 was taken by Miss Xinluo, so it must be up to you to ......"

Before the words fell, the audience heard Wan Weiwei shouting and denying.

"No, I'm not going! I'm not Tang Xinluo, I'm not ...... You let go of me, I'm going to get out of here, let go of me! ”

Wan Weiwei crawled back in horror, having long forgotten the purpose of her visit.

She didn't even realize that she had admitted in person just now that she was not Tang Xinluo.

The auctioneer pretended not to understand, and grabbed Wan Weiwei's wrist to prevent her from leaving, "Miss Tang, don't laugh, you are not Miss Tang." Don't worry, it's just a trivial matter, just give them the certificate. If Miss Tang can't stand still, don't worry, our hostess will hold you. ”

The two hostesses immediately went up and 'helped' Wan Weiwei one left and one right.

Don't look at Miss Manners's slender figure, the strength of the two is not something that Wan Weiwei can get rid of at all.

The two set up Wan Weiwei and went directly to the four homeless people.

[The author has something to say] I've been waiting for a long time, I'll continue to write the next 2 more;