The plan of the day is in the morning

As soon as Xueshen's hammer falls, the transaction will be made at the highest bid price!Do you understand? "

"understood!!"

Everyone answered.

"Okay, without further ado, let's start! The starting price is [-]!"

Li Zihan's eyes were piercing.

"I offer one hundred!"

Immediately a boy raised his hand.

"One hundred and five!"

"two hundred!"

"Two hundred and five!"

"Two hundred and eight!"

"three hundred!"

"five hundred!"

They raised two hundred in one go, and everyone looked at the boy who made the bid, who was obviously a freshman in high school.

Responding to everyone's gaze, the boy pushed his glasses calmly, "Senior Yu Chen is my role model. I want to learn about the way the senior learns through the senior's notes, hoping to get some inspiration."

"I know that boy. His name is Chen Qi. He is the number one in the senior high school entrance examination this year, and the first in the first grade."

Someone introduced it to their companions in a low voice.

"Okay! This student from the first year of high school offered 500, is there any more price to go!?"

Li Zihan was very excited. Initially, she set an expectation of 200 yuan, but she didn't expect it to be raised so much at once. This is just a book!

She seemed to have seen countless banknotes flying in front of her eyes.

"Five, five hundred and two!"

A girl raises her hand.

"Xiaoling, do you have enough money?"

The girl's friend teased her and asked in a low voice.

"Enough, I brought out all the New Year's money."

The girl answered her, but her expression was not reconciled, "I originally wanted to learn from God's notes, but now I can buy two copies at most."

"Is there still five hundred and two! Five hundred and two once!"

Li Zihan asked.

"Five hundred and five!"

Chen Qi, a freshman in high school, raised the price again.

"Five hundred and seven!"

Liu Xiaoling said.

Chen Qi: "Six hundred!"

Liu Xiaoling gritted her teeth: "Six hundred and two!"

Chen Qi frowned, "Six hundred and five."

Xiaoling's face flushed red, "Seven hundred!"

The voices of the people around were unconsciously lowered, and everyone watched these two people unknowingly.

An old notebook, which costs only two yuan and fifty cents to buy a new one in a stationery store, is now being asked for 700 yuan, which is beyond everyone's imagination.

Li Zihan opened his mouth wide and was a little stunned.

Yu Chen frowned slightly.

Chen Qi was obviously more rational, he thought about it for a few seconds, and did not bid again.

Liu Xiaoling finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her forehead was sweating a little. The friend next to her looked at her with disapproval. She also calmed down at this time and began to regret it a little.

She wasn't much of a study lover, and she bought a notebook because she worshiped Yu Chen, the god of learning, and wanted to get closer to him, but spending 700 yuan on an old notebook was obviously a bit too much.

However, the price has already been called out, and it is still in front of so many classmates. If you say you want to go back on your word now, you will be ashamed, not to mention that Xue Shen is watching over there, and she can't afford to embarrass him.

Liu Xiaoling burst into tears, but on the surface she could only pretend to be calm.

"Seven, seven hundred times!"

Li Zihan stammered, and his next sentence was much softer, looking cautious, "Is there anyone else who wants to increase the price?"

Why don't you come?It's too exaggerated. It's completely contrary to what I said to be thrifty.

"700 twice."

Li Zihan swallowed, and said quickly, "Seven hundred and three times!"

She quickly looked at Yu Chen, her eyes full of urging, signaling him to drop the hammer quickly.

But Yu Chen didn't knock it down immediately as she wished. He frowned and looked at Liu Xiaoling seriously, "You can go back on your word."

Liu Xiaoling didn't expect that Yu Chen would talk to her, she was surprised and then overjoyed, and suddenly felt that everything was worth it, she raised her chest, "I don't regret it!"

Yu Chen frowned even tighter.

"School God?"

Li Zihan hesitated.

The surrounding students also looked at him.

Yu Chen put the hammer aside, "Notes are not for sale—"

His cold voice was only halfway through when it was interrupted by another high-pitched voice from outside the crowd.

"I offer a thousand!"

"Get out of the way, let us brother Tian go in!"

Fang Shiqi tried his best to push through the crowd to clear the way, and Yi Xiaotian walked in behind him.

"One price, one thousand."

Yi Xiaotian slapped a stack of money on the table, and then looked at Li Zihan, "There are five copies in total, each worth a thousand, I want them all!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

What the fuck? !

Li Zihan almost lost his grip on the loudspeaker in his hand, "What, what??"

"I said these notes, I want them all."

Yi Xiaotian pointed to the banknotes on the table with his chin, with a haughty expression on his face, "It's five thousand in total, you can count."

Hey!

Where did he get so much cash?

As expected of the rich second generation, he sold 5000 yuan without blinking an eye!

is a cruel man.

But in other words, what is he buying so many old notebooks from the gods of learning?Isn't his relationship with the Xueshen already good, wouldn't it be enough to just ask the Xueshen to give him a few books?

That's not the way to burn money, right?Could it be to support the god of learning?

There was a lot of whispering around, but Yi Xiaotian turned a deaf ear to it, looking at Li Zihan, "Hurry up and ask for a price."

"Oh, oh! The highest price is [-] for five notebooks of the God of Learning, and there are students who want to increase the price?"

She was so angry that her voice was weak, "5000 thousand once, [-] twice, [-] thousand three times!"

The sound of the hammer falling still did not sound, Yi Xiaotian met Yu Chen's disapproving gaze.

"Hammer it, it's okay."

Yi Xiaotian said with a smile.

Yu Chen didn't speak, just looked at him.

That gaze pierced through layers of crowds, apparently plain and without waves, but seemed to be able to penetrate straight into the bottom of people's hearts and see through everything.

Yi Xiaotian's heart beat suddenly, and he subconsciously avoided his gaze.

Then I heard the sound of a gavel falling gently on the table.

"make a deal."

Then came Yu Chen's steady and calm voice.

……

Holding the carefully packed notebooks, Yi Xiaotian was satisfied.

Yu Chen suddenly asked, "Is it worth it?"

"It's worth it,"

Yi Xiaotian said without thinking, "I think it's too cheap to buy."

For Yu Chen's handwritten notes, 5000 yuan is too cheap, not enough to buy his sneakers. Thinking about it this way, he still wants to go to Li Zihan to add a few thousand more.

"Where do you have so much cash?"

Yu Chen looked at him.

Yi Xiaotian's eyes drifted away.

"Xueshen, you don't know that, do you?"

Fang Shiqi forcibly broke into the topic, "Oh my God, the money he sold for his sneakers hurts—"

In the middle of the sentence, Yi Xiaotian forcibly interrupted him by hammering his head.

"If you want to talk more, go and play."

Yi Xiaotian is not polite.

Yu Chen was stunned again, "Did you sell your shoes?"

His eyes darkened slightly, as if he understood something, "Since this is the case, let's not spend money indiscriminately."

As he said, he turned to look for Li Zihan, but was immediately grabbed by Yi Xiaotian.

"Hey wait!"

Yi Xiaotian held Yu Chen's wrist, and the moment he touched Yu Chen's slightly cool skin, Yi Xiaotian froze for a moment, and quickly let go of his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

The anomaly at that moment was so fast that no one noticed, but Yu Chen raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"Buy it and buy it,"

Yi Xiaotian raised his chin as if nothing had happened, "Master, as long as I'm happy."

Yu Chen looked at him in silence for a long while, and finally stopped dwelling on this issue, and just asked calmly, "After spending all the money, what are you going to do next?"

Yi Xiaotian sold his sneakers because he was short of money, but he turned around and bought Yu Chen's notebook with the money from selling the shoes. In the end, the shoes were gone and the money was gone.

"It's okay, I have plenty of solutions, watch!"

Yi Xiaotian didn't care, he walked over and said a few words to Li Zihan, Yu Chen saw that Li Zihan removed the wooden frame that supported the small blackboard and gave it to the big benefactor.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Xiaotian greeted Fang Shiqi again, and Fang Shiqi ran away for a while, then came back with a stack of papers.

Yi Xiaotian fixed the paper on the wooden frame, moved a small plastic stool and placed it in front of the wooden frame, and a simple easel was assembled.

He sat down on the small stool, rolled up his sleeves, and took out a pencil from his coat pocket. He took off the cap of the pen with his mouth very naturally, and drew on the paper with a brush. stand up.

The onlookers were stunned, what is Xueba doing?

But as if he didn't hear the discussions around him at all, Yi Xiaotian sat there by himself with a detached look, as if everything around him had disappeared.

Yu Chen looked at him for a while, then lowered her eyes, hiding the gentle smile reflected in her amber eyes.

He turned around and went back to the booth of his class, took the small blackboard over, erased the original words of auction on it, held the chalk and asked Yi Xiaotian, "What's the price?"

"One hundred and fifty for a portrait, fifty for small things, no bargaining."

Yi Xiaotian didn't raise his head.

Yu Chen responded, and wrote the price on the small blackboard with beautiful handwriting, then held the small blackboard and hung it on the other side of the simple easel, facing the onlookers.

Everyone gathered and discussed on the small blackboard.

The school bully is going to set up a stall on the spot, selling art and painting?

Unknowingly, there were more and more people, and everyone looked at it, and their eyes became weird and incredible.

Under the sun, Yi Xiaotian's side face is well-defined, his eyes are quiet and focused, his slender and thick black eyelashes are slightly drooping, his expression is peaceful, and his fingers holding the pen are slender and white, as beautiful as if carved from jade.

That bright, arrogant and arrogant young man seemed to be glowing when he calmed down.

This is what he has never shown in front of people.

Is this really the school bully that cats hate dogs and everyone avoids?

"Then, is this painting also one hundred and fifty?"

In view of the school bully's prestige and lethality, it took a long time