Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The auctioneer's temporary disappearance means that the auction has entered the second half.

All the spotlights returned to the stage, and then converged into a very dim light, rendering the empty stage.

Except for the stage, everything else was plunged into darkness with only outlines left.

The heating in the huge venue was turned on very high, and it was so hot that some guests who were wearing outer clothes took off their expensive and gorgeous coats without any prior consent.

The servants served them in the dark, leading the guests in need to the bathroom safely and back again.

During this time, someone wanted to sneak to the first row to ask for the signature of the legendary immortal demon, but was stopped by the servants.

"The gentleman said he wanted an autograph and waited for the dance."

So the man had to leave in disappointment, and before leaving he did not forget to make a heart gesture to No. 3.

No. 3:……

"Miss Undead Demon is really very popular."

Qin Wu is laughing.

The "immortal demon" seemed to have never heard of it.

But a calm voice suddenly echoed from behind: "Yes."

"..."

The eyes beneath the Nuo mask glanced back quickly.

The outline of the old man could be vaguely seen in the darkness.

He still sat elegantly on the chair, and even said with a hint of smile: "You are so popular at such a young age, it's normal for you to be a little arrogant."

No. 3: "..."

Amid the noise of everyone talking at their own pace, this small area was the only one that was eerily quiet.

The generous elder, who had not reacted at all when No. 3 called him "yue" just now, spoke again in such a tolerant tone, as if he was reflecting the demeanor of the elders and the excessive rudeness of the young people.

And this was not the end yet, Wen Rong continued speaking.

"I hope you don't mind the slight misunderstanding just now, you should know that I am very optimistic about your work. We may even need to cooperate in the future. Let's just say that we have known each other for a long time."

"..."

This time, No. 3 turned around and took a closer look at the old man behind her through the Nuo mask - although she couldn't see anything clearly, she could feel that the man was smiling gently.

What's going on? This guy knew the news in advance and came to "Stars". Whose boss is this? Look at his attitude...

As if to show his goodwill to her, the old man leaned a little closer and lowered his voice to speak in a more intimate manner: "I have prepared the highest level of sincerity and am waiting for your auction item - you will definitely be satisfied."

——Is this really for "Stellaris"? And he is so confident, doesn't it mean he is ready to spend a lot?

Number 3 was a little confused.

But only a faint laugh came from the headphones, which sounded cold and a little sarcastic.

But she said nothing, only the sound of quiet breathing.

So, continuing to follow the "ignore" principle, No. 3 retracted his gaze, sat up straight, and said nothing.

Wen Rong's face froze for a second when he didn't get a response, but it was quickly covered up by a deeper smile.

……

After the second half began, there were no more competing items worth fighting for. People raised their placards indifferently. However, the auctioneer was still very dedicated, speaking passionately and spitting throughout the whole process.

Time passed, and soon it was time for the finale to appear.

The lights were dim and the stage was empty.

The long silence caused the people in the audience to start whispering to each other again.

About five minutes later, the auctioneer walked onto the stage.

But soon, someone noticed something was wrong.

"Did they change people?"

"Really? The guy just now wasn't that tall and thin."

"But it wasn't Zhu Qiangwei. Zhu Qiangwei really didn't come?"

"Wasn't that Zhu Qiangwei's right-hand man just now? Who is this now? Is she recruiting new people again?"

"I don't know... let's see."

·

"Hello everyone. My colleague has just given so much enthusiasm to all of you distinguished guests. He is a little short of oxygen now, so he is going to take a break. Therefore, I will introduce the last auction item to you."

·

Standard Mandarin.

Qin Wu, who was standing in the same row, paused for a moment, then lowered and raised his eyes, then turned his head to look in the direction of Wen Rong behind him.

The place was dark, and Wen Rong was completely immersed in the shadows. Only his outline could be seen as he sat back.

But he could sense Qin Wu's movements, but he was neither surprised nor panicked. Instead, he crossed his legs leisurely and calmly.

This unsuccessful eye contact in the darkness lasted only a very brief moment. No one cared except Mrs. Qin who was sitting next to Wen Rong and seemed to have noticed something.

A moment later, Qin Wu turned his head back, but in the darkness the corners of his lips had already flattened, and then curled up dangerously the next moment.

"You're acting on your own in my territory, haha..."

Hearing the sound, No. 3 turned and looked at him, as if asking "What are you talking about?"

Qin Wu smiled at her: "Nothing, I just thought of a joke."

No. 3:……

At this point, the new auctioneer on stage had already completed the process of introducing himself and using funny methods to attract the audience's attention.

He finally began to formally introduce the auction items.

·

"In fact, many of the distinguished guests present must have vaguely known about this news, and some may have come for this purpose. Some others may still have doubts, but they came to show their support with the mentality of 'better to believe it than miss it'."

"And now, I want to tell you - don't doubt it, the possibility you have been waiting for and guessing is real - because you have already seen it! Not long ago, guest number 3 appeared on the stage to play against Mr. Yuanye and defeated him! It was none other than our Miss Immortal Demon!!"

Snapped--

Several spotlights lit up at the same time, hitting seat number 3 in the first row, instantly illuminating her exaggerated and bizarre yet exceptionally beautiful Nuo mask - but the light was too strong, making the colors on the mask pale.

Not only that, at some point the projection screen fell down again, now magnifying the mask exactly as it was, and the pair of shaken eyes under the mask could be vaguely seen.

·

Vibration - of course.

She didn't know this would happen when she took the job! This is so embarrassing! !

Most importantly, who was that person on the stage? How come she didn't know that there was a new person in their auction house? Did Ye Shiyi know about it or was he being tricked? Or was someone deliberately trying to curry favor with the Undead Demon and arranged this?

No matter what, she is the one who bears this pain!

Number 3 has already started cursing his father in his heart.

But there was still silence in the headphones, and she could only grit her teeth and continue to remain calm and indifferent.

And the auctioneer's passionate speech had not yet ended.

·

"Who is the Undead Demon? Of course, it is redundant and absurd for me to ask this question here. No one in the country... or at least among the distinguished guests present, there is absolutely no one who does not know who she is!"

“She started writing fairy tales at the age of six, and before she reached adulthood, she had already created countless classics, which were translated into various versions and shipped all over the world. Her stories not only warm the childhood of children, but also serve as a safe haven for adults!”

"It's just that I don't know when she suddenly disappeared from the publishing industry. Over the years, countless people have missed her online, in real life, and in their diaries - finally, this year, she reappeared!"

"She is starting over with new works, and is making a strong comeback! I believe that everyone who has access to the Internet will know about it! Because her new works are on the hot search almost every week, causing thousands of discussions!"

"When I reread her works, and discussed her new works with friends I hadn't seen for a long time, everyone felt as if they had returned to their childhood—"

The auctioneer stood on the stage with his head held high and his arms spread out, then lowered his head and hugged himself, as if he was deeply immersed in the invisible painting.

It's like a peerless actor who is full of enthusiasm and sweat.

And below the stage, everyone was silent.

Even the die-hard fans of the Undead Demon felt an inexplicable sense of shame.

In the first row, No. 3 has completed a rapid transformation from screaming inwardly and tapping his toes to being dead hearted and numb.

Work injury.

she thought.

This is definitely a work injury.

I have to ask Ye Shiyi to pay me for my mental damages.