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Chapter 194 Auction
6: 00.

Bulgari Conference Hall.

The lights are bright.

There are reporters taking pictures at the door.

Han Qiao and Yu Shuqing appeared side by side.

A talented woman.

The reporter carried the camera and shouted: "Han Qiao, is this your girlfriend?"

Han Qiao gave way a little, and smiled: "Don't mess with the mandarin ducks, Miss Yu is my friend."

Yu Shuqing smiled: "It's not a girlfriend, it's a female fan."

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Han Qiao found his seat under the guidance of the staff.

The person sitting next to him was none other than Zhang Ziyi, who was making trouble.

Zhang Ziyi had a professional smile on her pretty face. When she saw Han Qiao, she snorted coldly, turned her head and didn't want to talk to him,

"Han Qiao, how much do you plan to donate today?"

Han Qiao was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, Xie Tingfeng said coolly.

Han Qiao smiled and said, "This time I am auctioning the manuscript of the novel, and the company has prepared 20."

At the Longines auction, Han Qiao prepared the manuscript of his "Long Clan" novel.

Not very precious.

Therefore, in order to avoid slaps in the face, the company arranged entrustment.

Of course, the money was paid by Han Qiao himself.

Xie Tingfeng straightened his back and waved his hands: "20 is not a lot."

Now the salary of actors is not high. Fortunately, they have been struggling for a few months, and it may not be 20.

Zhang Ziyi nuzzled her nose, raised her lips, and said in disgust: "20 is too little, less than one-tenth of a movie, Han Qiao, you don't know...that's right, you don't make movies."

Yin and Yang weirdness.

Han Qiao shrugged.

Too lazy to talk to her.

Zhang Ziyi is a rich woman, and the salary for "Rush Hour" alone is several million, not to mention commercial performances and endorsements.

The only thing she lacks is "passerby popularity".

After all, Zhang Ziyi has never acted in TV dramas.

To be honest, Han Qiao didn't expect Zhang Ziyi to be so naive, he was in the Xiangjiang circle, and he didn't have a dim sum machine.

"Dear guests, welcome to..."

Just when Han Qiao and Nicholas Tse were talking nonsense, a melodious melody sounded at the scene, the plane flew by on the big screen, and the stewardess and stewardess looked at the Longines watch on their wrists in the sun, the hour hand was "tick-tick-tick", and the next moment, The picture flashed, the simple rural classroom, the children's ragged clothes, the clear eyes on the dirty face, and the broken clock "tick ticking" on the wall.

The host's voice was uplifting: "One world, one dream."

"Longines "Walking with Dreams", helping rural education, and the charity auction party officially begins!"

There was applause at the scene.

The guests invited by Longines are either rich or expensive, and they are all celebrities.

Therefore, the auction items first start with the "donation" of the rich.

The first auction item.

The host read out the name: "Thanks to Mr. Li Xingtao, the lot Mr. Li brought is "Pure World" by the famous painter Jia Youfu."

Han Qiao clicked his tongue.

Jia Youfu is a well-known painter in New China, a professor at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and one of the "Century People's [-]th Century Achievement Awards" by British critics.

"30"

"35"

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Frequent bidding on the spot.

Soon, this well-known artist's work of art was auctioned for 80 yuan.

Next,
Han Qiao was dumbfounded.

In this world, rich people are really rich.

Let's just talk about a candlestick. Han Qiao looked at it and found that it was nothing unusual. There might be such old objects in the countryside.

The transaction price was 45.

A suite in Yanjing.

After half an hour.

The host smiled and said, "Next, this auction is very special. It was donated by Ms. Zhang Ziyi, a "best friend of Longines". It is her costume from "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Zhang Ziyi curled her lips.

"15."

"20."

"25."

The local tyrants at the scene raised their hands frequently.

According to the regulations of the Charity Night, auctioneers who donate items from celebrities can make a "reasonable" request with the donating celebrities.

Zhang Ziyi is the leader of the four major female roles, has countless fans, and is very beautiful.

Han Qiao took a look.

Many of the bids were male fans.

"40."

The host held the microphone: "The guests at table NO.19 bid 40..."

Zhang Ziyi raised his eyebrows with joy, and looked at Han Qiao proudly.

One of her costumes fetched "art" prices.

Han Qiao looked at the victim, not far from table 19, vomiting blood angrily.

Yu Shuqing turned sideways to talk to his best friend.

Not surprisingly, the No. 19 bidder was her.

Thinking of Yu Shuqing patting his shoulder, he said very loyally: "If something is not expensive, I will take it."

The boat of friendship is overturned.

The next moment, the host held up the microphone: "The next auction item comes from a well-known young novelist, popular actor, Han Qiao's first novel, the manuscript of "Long Clan"."

"The auction begins."

The scene was a little quiet for a while.

After a while, someone raised his hand, and the host smiled: "The bid for table 7 is 3."

"4"

Han Qiao rubbed his temples.

To be honest, he had expected this situation a long time ago, and was even a little fortunate, after all, he didn't have to pay for it himself.

After all, "Longzu" is a youth fantasy novel, and its audiences are all teenagers.

There are too few teenagers in commercial gatherings.

Zhang Ziyi smiled happily, glanced at Han Qiao, and said triumphantly: "Han Qiao, it seems that you are not popular, and no one bids."

"Guanxi, what do you think the final transaction price of Han Qiao's manuscript will be?" Zhang Ziyi curled up her lips, which were moist and shiny.

Great revenge!

Cheng Guanxi was sitting in the seat, shaking his head nonchalantly: "Maximum 5."

"5."

Zhang Zi was very contemptuous: "I don't think so, maybe 4 is already the highest."

Han Qiao was so angry that his tooth hurt.

At this time, Xie Tingfeng thought about it, tilted his head coolly, put his hand on his chin, leaned on the seat, and raised his hand: "6."

The host shouted loudly: "Guest No. 14 bid 6."

Han Qiao almost laughed out loud.

Zhang Ziyi didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

The pretty face was full of unhappiness.

Cheng Guanxi shrugged, very speechless, and didn't want to talk to Xie Tingfeng
Both Xie Tingfeng and Cheng Guanxi are highly praised artists in the Xiangjiang circle, spending 6 yuan made Cheng Guanxi unhappy.

Xie Tingfeng felt that he had made a profit.

"6 million once"

"6 million twice"

"..."

"10"

Han Qiao was taken aback, he didn't expect that there were fans of his own here.

The host held the microphone: "Thank you for guest No. 19."

Guest No. 19.

It's Yu Shuqing again!
Han Qiao looked at table 19.

Yu Shuqing happened to be looking at this side, and the two looked at each other.

Yu Shuxin was in a good mood and waved.

Han Qiao smiled.

The boat of friendship can continue sailing through tinkering.

Next, the auction continues.

Nicholas Tingfeng did not forget to show his affection at this time, the auction item was an album autographed by the princess, and the auction price was 9.

Cheng Guanxi is a well-known photographer in Xiangjiang, and the auction item he brought this time is a sunset shot by himself.

Han Qiao was a little surprised. Cheng Guanxi's artistic taste is good. Under the afterglow of the sunset, the wilderness is boundless. However, Han Qiao still prefers the body art created by Cheng Guanxi, not for other things, free candid photos, the most important thing is the truth.

Cheng Guanxi's "Sunset", the transaction price is 25!
Both Han Qiao and Xie Tingfeng were shocked.

However, after glancing at Cheng Guanxi, Guanxi's face was pained, and he must have been bleeding profusely.

Two hours later.

Auction is over.

Han Qiao reckoned that in this auction, Longines raised more than 500 million donations. If all of them were used wisely, the donations would bring sunshine and dreams to many children.

Han Qiao went backstage and waited.

Since Yu Shuxin won the auction, according to the rules, he had to meet Yu Shuqing's reasonable request.

Soon, a staff member came over.

Han Qiao followed the staff to a quiet place on the rooftop.

The scenery here is good, looking out is the city night scene full of feasting and feasting, under the colorful neon lights, the night sleeps in the spring breeze.

Yu Shuqing's hair was tousled by the wind.

Seeing Han Qiao, she shook her small fist, and Nunu said, "Well, I'm so interested! Han Qiao, you work hard, I still count on your manuscript to make a lot of money."

Han Qiao smiled, and couldn't help but patted Yu Shuqing's head, it felt good.

Yu Shuqing's pretty face flushed: "What are you doing..., I don't want to thank you for your kindness, I don't want you to promise me with your body."

"You think too much." Han Qiao said.

At this time, another pretty figure came over.

Han Qiao looked at it, froze with a smile, and almost forgot that Yu Shuqing also took pictures of Zhang Ziyi's donation.

Seeing Zhang Ziyi, Yu Shuqing cheered happily: "Ms. Zhang, hello, I'm your fan. I really like Yu Jiaolong in "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon"."

Zhang Ziyi also saw Han Qiao, raised his eyebrows, and raised his lips.

However, face your own fans.

Zhang Ziyi's expression turned into a bright smile again.

Yu Shuqing looked at Han Qiao, then at Zhang Ziyi.

After thinking about it, I smiled badly: "Zhang Xiaojie, Mr. Han, as required, I will take pictures of your donations, and I have the right to make requests."

Zhang Ziyi smiled politely: "Of course, Miss Yu, thank you for your liking."

Yu Shuqing blinked and coughed: "I hope Ms. Zhang and Mr. Han can reproduce the classic scenes of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon". Yu Jiaolong and Luo Xiaohu will be in love for life."

With that said, Yu Shuqing looked up at the night sky.

In the deep night sky, the waning moon is like a small circle of light.

Zhang Ziyi felt like swallowing a fly, and said uncomfortably: "Miss Yu, please forgive me for not being able to agree to this request."

Yu Shuqing sighed and said pitifully: "Sister Zhang, is this too much to ask? My favorite is Yu Jiaolong and Luo Xiaohu in "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon". You and Han Qiao are my favorite actors. This time I I spent 40 yuan to photograph the costumes, just to hope that you can fulfill my wish."

Zhang Ziyi's expression was tangled.

40 is not a small amount, and Yu Shuqing's willingness to pay 40 means that he really likes her. What's more, rules are rules. If Yu Shuqing complains to Longines if she doesn't agree, maybe her spokesperson status will suffer twists and turns.

"Brand Friend" is the spokesperson assessment period and can be replaced at any time.

Zhang Ziyi thought for a while, wondering: "Miss Yu, how about I buy back the costume at the original price?"

Yu Shuqing smiled: "Sister Zhang, you know I'm not short of money."

Zhang Ziyi nodded helplessly, and looked at Han Qiao angrily: "That's fine."

Han Qiao couldn't help but praise Yu Shuqing.

Absolutely.

Yu Shuqing, I recognize you as a good brother.

Zhang Ziyi's yin and yang are strange, is there any more punishment than this?
Han Qiao put on a show, wondering why: "Miss Yu, I just watched "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" dozens of times, and I can't perform well after a while, I hope you will forgive me."

Yu Shuqing waved his hand, turned around and blinked at Han Qiao.

Her camera has the function of recording video.

Han Qiao and Zhang Ziyi walked under the light.

Han Qiao almost went crazy laughing.

Yu Jiaolong and Luo Xiaohu express their hearts to each other under the moonlight, and their love will last forever.

At this time, Yu Jiaolong was full of despair, and Luo Xiaohu was her last salvation.

Therefore, Yu Jiaolong's eyes are affectionate and charming.

However, the two looked at each other, wide-eyed and small-eyed.

Han Qiao winked.

Zhang Ziyi looked at Han Qiao, not to mention affectionate, wishing to draw a knife and stab a few holes.

So now there is no such word as social death.

Zhang Ziyi took a deep breath and suppressed his irritability: "Han Qiao, I hope you can be more serious."

Han Qiao was a little embarrassed: "Miss Zhang, I'm just a TV actor, and my acting skills are not very good, so..."

"You're never finished. Do big men want to be so stingy..." Zhang Ziyi vomited blood angrily, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Anyway, you are also an actor, please, be more professional."

"Then you beg me."

"I..." Zhang Ziyi gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and her eyes burst into flames: "Do you like to act or not..."

At this time, Yu Shuqing's voice came from outside the venue: "Sister Zhang, Han Qiao, is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon like this? Why is it different from the ones I've seen?"

Zhang Ziyi felt that today must be the saddest day for him.

Han Qiao is a devil.

When did I suffer this kind of grievance.

Seeing that Zhang Ziyi's eyes were red, Han Qiao smiled and said, "Okay, I won't tease you..."

Zhang Ziyi glared fiercely, but rarely said anything.

Han Qiao coughed, looking at Zhang Ziyi with infatuated eyes.

His eyes were already very aura, and he had acted in so many dramas, all of which were affectionate and charming characters. Zhang Ziyi was taken aback for a moment when he became serious.

However, Zhang Ziyi is also professional after all, almost instinctive, with affection in his eyes.

In this scene, Luo Xiaohu and Yu Jiaolong hold hands and embrace each other affectionately.

Han Qiao didn't hold hands.

Zhang Ziyi entered the play, took the initiative to hold Han Qiao's hand, and buried his head in Han Qiao's arms.

Under the moonlight, handsome men and beautiful women embrace each other affectionately.

After five seconds, Han Qiao pushed Zhang Ziyi away and said, "Okay, okay, it's almost done."

Zhang Ziyi was in a trance, the cold wind blew, his eyes cleared up, he took a deep breath, and stared at Han Qiao hard.

"Miss Yu, do you think it's okay?" Zhang Ziyi smiled politely.

Yu Shuqing looked at the camera with stars in his eyes, nodded and said with satisfaction: "Very good, thank you, Miss Zhang, for making my dream come true."

Zhang Ziyi stroked his messy hair.

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Yu Shuqing watched Zhang Ziyi's back disappear.

Holding the camera, he squeezed Han Qiao and smirked: "How about it, am I good enough friends? Zhang Ziyi is a beautiful woman. Few people can hug her like this. Don't you like it very much?"

"Put away your nasty little thoughts, I'm at a disadvantage, okay?" Han Qiao shrugged, and patted his chest in disgust.

Zhang Ziyi has a delicate appearance and exquisite facial features. She is a standard oriental beauty. Otherwise, at the age of 22, it is impossible to go to a place that many people can't go in a lifetime.

Beautiful is the passport of a woman.

"But thank you." Han Qiao said, "You still take pains to help me out?"

Yu Shuqing looked at the camera in his hand, and said very bluntly: "Stop being narcissistic, I really like Yujiaolong, and I also like this movie. The reason I'm looking for you is simply because you look better."

"By the way, what's the matter with venting your anger? You and Zhang Ziyi have conflicts?"

Han Qiao coughed: "No, it's just some misunderstanding."

"It seems that being handsome is beneficial!" Han Qiao rubbed his chin.

Yu Shuqing pretended to vomit.

Han Qiao looked at the brightly lit sky in the distance, and turned his head: "Okay, anyway, you are also the predestined person who took my "first draft", so I will treat you to dinner tonight?"

Yu Shuqing nuzzled and nodded: "I want to eat Bulgari's signature steak, which is downstairs, um, the best steak, the best night, and the best red wine."

Han Qiao was very proud: "Eat, eat big pieces!"

　Brothers, don't watch the updates at other times at 11:30 am and 6:30 pm!Fake!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)