If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 308
In the private room of the VIP hall, Chen Motong yawned. Under the reminder of the bodyguard behind him, he turned his eyes away from his mobile phone, and looked at the spotlight on the stage through the huge single-sided glass.

"Is this what you want at home?" Chen Motong turned off the phone screen, stared blankly at the giant leech in the glass jar for a while, and suddenly pouted: "You are so ugly."

The two bodyguards behind her were basically very depressed about Miss Chen's painting, but they had no choice but to comfort themselves. Chen Motong's indifferent attitude is the best state of bidding. Like those mixed-bloods from second- and third-rate families, their golden pupils lit up excitedly. After the whole auction, it is estimated that they were (dei) exhausted.

The bodyguards thought that Chen Motong took the deal very lightly, but in fact, Chen Motong's distraction was much more exaggerated than they imagined. Before the screen went black, there was a background interface of a forum. The appearance trading party has continued until now, and her focus has never been on the first 21 trading items, and she has been immersed in the forum posting wholeheartedly.

The name of the forum that attracted her so much is 'Night Watchman', which reminds people of the Great Wall Frontier Legion who belonged to brothers in George Martin's "A Song of Ice and Fire", but it is obvious that the active users on the forum are all They are not Jagged Army fans, or Western Fantasy fans. They are devout Western Fantasy fans, because they believe that there really are such things as 'dragons' in this world!
The night watchman forum is composed of a group of elite college students who adhere to "slaying the dragon" as their belief and life goal. However, the posts that Chen Motong often sees in the forum are not "Twelve uses of dragon blood" or "Twelve uses of dragon blood". On the contrary, there are many posts with a strong sense of college life such as "group appointment for afternoon tea, three missing one" and "tonight at 8:00 on time for the party at the Ambo Hall".

If the night watchman in Binghuo is a tough guy with the credo of 'no love for wife, no land, no heirs', then the post friends in the night watchman forum probably believe in 'zero punishment, no click, no hang up' I'm a real college student, and I talk about "dragon" anytime and anywhere, but when it's time for afternoon tea, I should buy milk tea, I should go to the cafeteria, and I have to post a complaint at the end The pork knuckle in the restaurant is getting worse and worse.

It’s nonsense, like the entire forum’s followers are students from a certain foreign private university, anyone who enters this forum by mistake will be amused all day by the posts full of middle school illnesses, it’s a pity that Chen Motong didn’t, because She herself is considered a student of this university.

Kassel College, this is the school that Chen Motong is about to enroll in. She has finished her preparatory class one year in advance last month. If there is no accident, she will have to take a direct flight to Chicago International Airport when she starts school in the fall. Bao Xiaobao went to the mountaintop college hidden in the depths of Illinois to study a subject related to dragon slaying. If the students in Kassel College were crazy in the eyes of outsiders, then Chen Motong had obviously done it. She was so ready to assimilate herself into a member of the psychopath.

The elders in the family, including her father, thought she was not ready. The preparatory class that left her home for a year exposed her many bad habits. The teachers of the preparatory class responded that she was a bit deviant and did not conform to discipline. The classmates also said that she seemed a bit Nervous, and gave her the alias of the red-haired priestess, the preparatory class also strongly suggested that she be delayed for a while before considering formal enrollment.

But she didn't take these things seriously, she contacted Norma, the artificial secretary of Kassel College, and booked a plane ticket, so her father invited her to the study of the manor for a conversation , There was no harsh reprimand or cold-faced imprisonment as imagined, just let her go to that coastal city to attend a charity dinner to bring back something for the family, and wait until the fair is over before talking about studying at Kassel College.

"A leech." Chen Motong looked at the wrinkled delicate nose of the invertebrate creature on the display stand, which was illuminated by spotlights. She didn't like this kind of soft thing very much, especially when it could lie down When it sucks blood on you. She hates anything that can suck blood in nature, because the most common one is mosquitoes. No one likes this little thing that can make you unable to wear a bikini in summer.

The trader did not disclose any information about the giant leech, but most of the guests who came to the opera house tonight came for this trade item. They thought it would be the finale trade item, but they did not expect it to be so early Take it out.

For half a year, there have been rumors in the mixed-race society in Binhai City and Yanbian. It is a rumor about "immortality". Words don't seem to imply fantasy.

Every pure blood dragon is hard to die, death is just a long sleep for them, as long as the 'cocoon' is prepared in advance, they can usher in a new life hundreds or even thousands of years after death, and now The 'gift' placed on the stage is also a gimmick that can bring ordinary people and even mixed races back to life, which has caused a sensation in the mixed race society for a long time, and even the family behind Chen Motong was also shocked by it. She came to claim the item.

Chen Motong couldn't help thinking about what the 'old people' at home would use it for after she bought it home?Wouldn't it be dried and used as medicinal materials?After all, in the Chinese Pharmacopoeia, leeches can be dried and used as medicine. In the countryside, there are also people who specialize in freshwater farming for wholesale and dumping. It is said that they can effectively treat stroke and high blood pressure. Probably no matter who on the scene successfully photographed them They have to be dried and taken immediately, because judging from the current atmosphere, getting high blood pressure and stroke is a matter of time.

Just as Chen Motong fell into a trance again, the bodyguards behind her coughed again, with a stiff expression on their faces. Compared with the guards, they seemed to come to 'supervise' and 'monitor' this crazy girl , Because it is not allowed to be too far away from home, this girl has to fly to a place that they can't touch like a canary out of the cage.

Chen Motong regained consciousness after a pause, took the microphone on the side and patted it, so the whole opera house was attracted by the noise of her microphone and the sound of her throat clearing, and came out of the state of fanaticism and fascination.

"Five thousand."

The girl's calm and unhurried voice sounded, without any voice-changing treatment.

No one would think that the other party only quoted '5000', because the speaker was VIP Hall No. 1 who had been silent all the time. The so-called 5000 refers to [-] million US dollars, which is enough to sprinkle a huge amount of gold and silver.Everyone's complexion changed slightly, because everyone knew that the offer had begun, and the initial offer was so shocking, it was equivalent to biting its fangs on the jar on the stage.

"Fifty-one million." Someone immediately followed up, and the hot breath from his throat seemed to ignite the red velvet on the chair.

"5000 and two million." The three number plates were raised together and shouted the same price, and the trader didn't stop it, because he knew that this price would be swept down by the swirling torrent of money in seconds.

"6000 million." The bidder was someone from the VIP room, which completely heated up the atmosphere. Only then did most of the guests in the venue notice that many young people from the VIP room on the second floor had come out. His eyes are dazzling golden, just looking up a little bit, you will be overwhelmed by the overwhelming brilliance, unable to lift your head and breathless.

"Sixty-five million." Mai Jiude in the VIP room No. 500 also followed up the bidding, her eyes were full of sharpness, and ten slender fingers touched each other lightly, revealing the tenderness through the cracks between her fingers like a net. Overlook to the feast of dragons behind the one-way mirror.

It is impossible for ordinary people to take pictures of this trade item in this scene. Fund reserves are one aspect. Even if a normal person’s property is as huge as the Black Prince, it is difficult to compare with the wealth accumulated by the half-blood. After all, the half-blood inherited the dragon clan. In addition to the power of blood, he also inherited the almost paranoid enthusiasm for wealth!
The wealth behind every mixed-race family is unimaginable for normal people. It is a giant consortium formed by countless companies. Every time a normal person bids a price in this fair, he suppresses his entire net worth. The current auction The amount has reached more than 6000 million U.S. dollars, which is nearly [-] million yuan in RMB. Holding up this brand is tantamount to handing over a medium-sized enterprise that ordinary people have painstakingly managed for decades, which is tantamount to going bankrupt!

But at the same time, this is also a very lucky thing. The organizer does not force the bidding to have a considerable amount of actual funds in this dinner. The enterprise itself can also be counted as collateral. As long as the organizer approves, all of your Your wealth and even your wife and daughter can become the digital hosts for you to raise your cards to participate in this game. In a sense, this group of people is no different from that giant leech, which can always numb your pain and drain your last drop of blood. .

"Seven thousand." The quotation sounded again in the No. 1 VIP room, still so loose.

"Seven thousand one hundred..." Someone in the inner court of the opera house raised a placard, his golden pupils were shining brightly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a new bid upstairs.

"8000 million!" VIP Room 4 suddenly entered the battlefield. He has been silent since the trading party until now. His first bid was so jumpy, and the sharpness in his words was no less than that of Mai Shutoku in Room 3.

"Is there any cooperation? It seems that many people really take this trading item seriously." Chen Motong saw at a glance the mixed blood in the VIP room No. 4 and the price of [-]. They belong to a group of people, and they put pressure on others by cooperating with high bids, making them doubt whether they really have the strength to compete with these people.

"[-] million." Chen Motong bid.

The price rose precipitously and broke through nine figures in an instant. Many people twitched and looked at the VIP room No. 1. They only knew that there was a young girl sitting in it, but they didn't know the origin.

This kind of price increase is already being played with a certain momentum. The people in the VIP Room 1 don't mind telling everyone that she is confident that she is the biggest benefactor in this trading party tonight, and she wants to raise the price and bid. You can play with her, the premise is to have self-confidence, don't be played to death in the middle.

Many people want to throw golden pupils at the No. 1 VIP room, trying to use their own bloodlines to make the other party panic is very boring, but sometimes it is very effective, but it is a pity that all piercing eyes will never return. The mixed race has super vision and can't see the expression of the girl behind through the one-way glass. Maybe people have expected that they are playing with everyone blindfolded?
"Two hundred million." Someone raised a placard to make an offer.

The voice of this bid was very flat, but it made the bidders who were about to bid one hundred million, several million, or tens of millions stuck in their throats, as if they had swallowed a whole piece of fish bone, and their expressions were very ugly. I am no stranger to the voice of jumping the price by [-] million, because the double bidding has been played by this lunatic so many times tonight.

The buyer of plate No. 66, the center of much attention tonight, entered the auction without any surprise.

Many people still couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the young boy, but it was this casual glance that directly ruined their idea of ​​continuing to take pictures.

The moment everyone turned their heads, it was as if they had bumped their heads into an invisible wall. They didn't even see anything clearly, but felt a surge of fear. Many people almost fell off their chairs, and the whole venue seemed to be trapped. One hand slapped hard and began to stagger up and down.

The wealthy businessman suffering from asthma took out the aerosol and inhaled the blood-red salbutamol supplement. The female partner's tight chest and waist fluctuated violently and the buttons almost collapsed.Anyone who looked at the evil dragon seemed to have a thunderbolt in front of their eyes and in their minds, and the whole person leaned back with all their strength in the buzzing of their brains, trying to avoid the ghostly majesty.

A golden gas lamp was lit in the dark at some point, just like the pilot light lit on the cliff where the sea hits the reef in the middle of the night, the golden light can almost ignite the whole person, and the whole person is surrounded by the raging fire. In the raging fire, my throat was like boiling water, and I couldn't speak a word.

The bidders who dared to look directly at the majesty of ghosts and gods all stood back and bowed their heads to show their audience. Almost all the ordinary bidders in the inner court of the opera house had their heart rate rise to a dangerous level, and their sweat was drenched. The inner lining sticks to the hot and heated skin. At this moment, the bidding for the No.20 No. [-] transaction announces the exit of all ordinary people.

Many of the mixed-races on the second floor bumped into the wall, and the words that wanted to follow up were suffocated in their throats. The buyer of the No. 66 card did not make any aggressive moves, just the golden pupils that lit up, and the line of sight was It was like slapping them, shattering all their courage and arrogance.

The party was mixed with a super hybrid.

Horror and fear surged in the hearts of all the mixed-races, as if a knife had been stabbed around their necks at some point. It was like a bomb detonated in the opera house instantly. Many young mixed-races ignited the golden eyes. The moment he wanted to get out and leave the table, he was immediately locked on by the other party mercilessly, his gaze was like a thousand knives piercing his feet. After going crazy all night, he finally tore away the disguise of the super hybrid only Pinned them all in place with one sight!

No less than the blood pressure of a pure blood dragon king!
The trading night is over, now it's game time.

This means that there may no longer be so-called "rules" in the next opera house. Hybrids can use golden pupils to coerce ordinary people to make them give up bidding, and super hybrids can naturally use golden pupils to make them think of themselves. A very tall man becomes a meek lamb.

"The monster has entered!" The potato chip girl whispered in front of the monitoring screen, "How many do you think are still left to bid?"

"I don't know." Said Mai Shutoku.

"Mai, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Mai Tokuro nodded, put down the champagne in her hand, and there was still a rich and sweet smell of wine on her golden dress.

(End of this chapter)