Social fear is forced to be the king of the sea in the breakup variety show

The auction will be conducted anonymously, and each invitation letter will have a set of numbers. When guests enter the venue, they will receive the corresponding number plate with the invitation letter. The auctioneer will not reveal the name of the bidder when the guests bid, but will only read out the number.

Yu Mian's number plate is 8805, he arrived early and sat in a very front seat.

He actually doesn't like to come alone to such crowded occasions, but because there is a painting that he and Qin Zhouwan had seen in the third year of high school in this auction, so when his father asked him if he would like to participate instead of himself, he Agreed with almost no hesitation.

Originally, this painting would participate in a spring auction six years ago, but I heard that the artist himself suddenly changed his mind, thinking that this painting has great potential for appreciation, and hoped to wait for his own value to rise to a higher level before going to auction, so he changed his mind. A painting is delivered to the auction.

A few years later, the painter died of a heart attack, and his works suddenly became out-of-print with a limited number, and the price also rose accordingly. Through such a somewhat ironic way, he met his expectations at the time.The art market is changing rapidly, and the painter's son can't wait to take out the paintings and participate in the autumn auction of the art museum.

Yu Mian stubbornly liked this painting, just like those fragments related to Qin Zhouwan.

The air conditioner in the meeting place was turned on very warmly, and Yu Mian felt a little drowsy while sitting, and gradually everyone came together, and whispered conversations and greetings sounded one after another.

Five minutes before the start of the auction, the staff closed the door, the lights of the venue were dimmed, and a video introducing the auction began to play on the screen.

Suddenly the door was pushed open from the outside again, someone turned around to look, and then the voice of the entire venue fell down.

Yu Mian heard many people whispering, it seems that the person who just came in is some kind of big shot.

He didn't look back. First, he felt that it would be awkward to look back at others in a crowded place. Second, he was so sleepy that he just wanted to sit quietly in his seat and close his eyes for a while.

That painting was the finale of the auction, and when Yu Mian woke up, it happened to be its turn.

The starting price was not a low figure. Someone raised it up by 1 to [-]. Yu Mian was a little anxious, and suddenly added [-] on top of the previous one.

"Number 110, 120 million," the auctioneer just finished speaking, when someone bid again, he looked to the back row and announced, "No. [-], [-] million."

Yu Mian added another 20, and the No. [-] was not to be outdone, and directly added [-].

The two went back and forth for several rounds, and gradually no one except them participated in the auction of this painting. The premium for No. [-] was getting higher and higher, and the bid had reached about five times the market price. He was sweating. He had heard that the auction organizer would hire someone to deliberately raise the price. He didn't know if this No. [-] had such an identity.

The auctioneer read the bid number [-] twice, Yu Mian added another [-] at the last moment, and he heard someone next to him discussing what is so special about this painting, it is worth fighting for such a bloody battle .

Unexpectedly, No. 100 did not hesitate at all. The auctioneer just read Yu Mian's bid, and he added [-] million.

The audience was silent for a moment.

If the bidding just now can barely be said to be within the range of future appreciation of the painting, then No. [-]'s price increase has already shown his attitude, that is, he is bound to win at any cost.

Yu Mian was not the kind of competitive person. He realized that no matter how high the price he paid, No. [-] would continue to increase the price. He couldn't get this painting.

The auctioneer read the bid number [-] twice, and his eyes fell on Yu Mian, who shook his head slightly.

"Number [-], deal." There was a crisp sound when the auction hammer fell, and Yu Mian retracted her chin into her collar, with a disappointed expression on her face.

He was in no hurry to leave, because he was afraid of walking through the crowds, and he waited until the venue was almost empty before standing up, putting on his coat slowly, and walking out on the thick carpet.

He wanted to go back to the villa where the show was recorded, so he told the driver not to pick him up, and he took a taxi back by himself.

Yu Mian walked out of the venue with his head drooping, his eyes were on the toes of his shoes and his coat, he thought he could hold the painting when he left today.

Suddenly he bumped into a person, who held his arm firmly, he raised his head to apologize, but swallowed his words in the next second.

Qin Zhouwan looked down at Yu Mian: "Why don't you look at the road when you walk?"

Yu Mian withdrew her arm from Qin Zhouwan's hand, trying to avoid him silently.

"Mianmian, don't leave yet." Qin Zhouwan held something between himself and Yu Mian, "Isn't that why you came today?"

Yu Mian froze for a moment, and saw the painting that she had been thinking about day and night.

Empty balconies, white curtains, and lost eagle feathers.

And the cautious self back then.

It turns out that number [-] is Qin Zhouwan.

Qin Zhouwan held Yu Mian's hand and put it on the painting wrapped in protective film, and whispered, "Here you are."

Over the years, he has traveled a long way and endured a lot of hardships before finally being able to give this painting to Yu Mian.

Everything he couldn't give Yu Mian when he was 22 years old can be done now.

Yu Mian stared blankly at him, her throat moved after a long time, and finally she was willing to talk to Qin Zhouwan: "Did you know that I was bidding with you just now?"

"I know." Qin Zhouwan said.

Yu Mian looked at the hand held by Qin Zhouwan: "Then why are you..."

"Mianmian," Qin Zhouwan interrupted him, "Why do you want this painting?"

Yu Mian's eyelashes trembled.

Qin Zhouwan didn't force him to speak, but just bent down and approached Yu Mian's ear: "My answer is the same as yours."

"So," Qin Zhouwan handed the painting to Yu Mian, "I want to buy it and give it to you."

Yu Mian looked at the painting and asked after a long time, "Qin Zhouwan, do you know that we are okay now?"

Qin Zhouwan stroked Yu Mian's hair: "I know, so I'll catch up with Mianmian again, okay?"

Yu Mian was startled, but Qin Zhouwan withdrew his hand, looked at him solemnly and said, "Hi Yu Mian, my name is Qin Zhouwan, may I chase you?"

Yu Mian stood there helplessly, her ears turned red uncontrollably.

Qin Zhouwan had a slight smile in his eyes: "Don't rush to answer now, Mianmian can test me more to see if I am qualified to be your boyfriend."

He stretched out his hand to grab Yu Mian's waist, and when he felt that Yu Mian's unwillingness to resist was not strong, he slightly curled the corner of his mouth: "I'll take you back."

"I, I'll go back by myself." Yu Mian said in a non-resolute tone.

Qin Zhouwan educated him slowly: "Mianmian, now I am courting you, just accept it, you don't need to be burdened, you know?"