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Emperor Hua University.
The biggest auction in history opened on time at six o'clock in the evening.
Dean Qian served as the main auctioneer, and the black deep V high-cut long skirt fully highlighted his proud figure.
Yu Jing sat alone in the VIP area, holding a special white card in his hand.
This card symbolizes Dean Qian's general treasury. Yu Jing has been authenticated and can access internal funds at will.
There is no way to check how much money is in the white card. In short, Dean Qian said before leaving: "As long as the product is marked with a detailed numerical amount, this card can buy it."
When Yu Jing was about to appreciate the dazzling array of treasures, an inexplicable palpitation made Yu Jing stand up suddenly.
Pushing open the door of the vip room and looking around, there is nothing unusual.
"What's going on Did something happen? Impossible, this auction will attract all the powerful people here, whoever makes trouble here is looking for death."
Since no abnormalities were found, Yu Jing did not take the sudden palpitations seriously. Tonight is to seek opportunities, and Yu Jing is engrossed in the ongoing auction.
Finished ghost soldiers, exercise books, spirit stones, etc.
Although the props are indeed very attractive, Yu Jing is indifferent Yu Jing only wants to create an exclusive artifact for himself.
"A total of 100 ordinary auction items have been displayed tonight. First of all, congratulations to the successful bidders. You can now pay in advance during the intermission and fill in the detailed delivery address. Our staff will deliver the goods to your door within one working day .
The second half of this auction will be conducted in a unique way.
In the second half, only seven special auction items will be exhibited. I don¡¯t even know what they are These items will be auctioned by their consignors in a 'special' way and rules. Let us wait and see . "
Hosting an auction is also quite tiring.
It is necessary to be familiar with the characteristics of each auction item in advance, and it is also necessary to exaggerate its value through words, so as to make as many people as possible interested in the auction item.
Dean Qian's auction exceeded 50% of the expected effect.
Backstage, Dean Qian immediately took off his sexy black dress, put on a light T-shirt and short skirt, and went to the VIP room where Yu Jing was.
"Why didn't I see your bid? Are you not interested in these ordinary auction items?"
"There are indeed no props that interest me." Yu Jing answered honestly.
"You are really picky Take a look, the next seven items may cause a huge sensation. I will reveal some inside information to you in advance. This time, a total of five deans arrived at the scene. Marshal Yang of the World Government and the dark The fairies are also here."
"Is it so competitive?"
"What are you afraid of? I'm not the only one who supports you Come out, Senior Evil God."
Dean Qian looked towards the corner of the room.
Slowly, yellow tentacles squeezed out from the dark shadows, and Hastur in yellow appeared.
"Don't get me wrong, I came here because of the attraction of a certain item, not to support this kid If I guessed right, it should be among the next seven exhibits."
"Even you are interested? Let me see what it is." Dean Qian waited quietly for the seven special exhibits with his long legs crossed.
The half-hour intermission time has passed, the lights are turned off, and all the original noisy discussions have stopped, leaving only one spotlight on the central display stand.
"You go first"
"You should go first"
The voices of several old men can be vaguely heard.
Immediately, an old man with a Taoist scarf on his head walked out slowly, holding a decayed wooden stick in his hand, looking dignified.
When seeing the old man, the staff of the Faculty of Arts at the auction site, whether they were professors or ordinary students, quickly stood up and bowed:
"Meet Master Chunyang!"
This person is none other than Patriarch Chunyang, the former dean of the Faculty of Arts. It is a living fossil in itself and is now 980 years old.
Anyone who has been to the Faculty of Liberal Arts knows that when you step into the gate of the Faculty of Liberal Arts, you will be able to see the statue of the ancestor Chunyang standing at the gate at first sight.
Seeing the appearance of the Chunyang Patriarch, in the VIP compartment of a certain auction, a middle-aged man with thin cheeks and wearing a black jade long sword was slightly startled, and his eyes changed slightly.
This person is Huangfu Yunhai's younger brother, the current dean of the Faculty of Arts - Huangfu Yunlong.
"Sit down, everyone, the old man is quite satisfied to see you lively young people before the 'Emergence' Today the old man and two friends came here together, just to share some things that are not too big for us. The treasures used are given to those who are destined. The old Taoist life is mediocre, and he does not have many treasures, and the only thing he can get out is this broken book."
A dilapidated book was held in Master Chunyang's hands.
? At first, the people present held their breaths and concentrated on it, thinking that it would be the world-renowned supernatural inner strength method - "Pure Yang Gong".
Unexpectedly, after a closer look, the title of the book is called "Heart Sutra".
"Spiritual method? Noit might just be an ordinary book." This made many bidders present with great interest lose most of their enthusiasm.
"This "Heart Sutra" is what the old Taoist has realized in his life, and it will not bring about a substantial breakthrough in strength. If there is no predestined person, this book hopes to start at 50 million black coins."
"A broken book sold for 50 million?"
Many people thought this way in their hearts, but because the seller was a respected old man, everyone didn't say it out loud, and they were very cooperative with the upcoming auction.
Yu Jing said in a low voice: "This bookmay be useful to me, but unfortunately, I can't become a 'destined person'. Dean Qian is going to try it?"
Dean Qian shook his hand: "No I have something to do with money. I am not a Taoist like Master Chunyang who has no desires and desires. This book is of no use to me."
The old man continued: "Those who are interested in this book, please come to the front desk directly."
At once, more than a hundred people set off, most of them from the Faculty of Arts. At the same time, in the VIP room, Huangfu Yunlong, who was wearing a black jade sword, also jumped down.
"The current dean of the Faculty of Arts-Huangfu Yunlong, pay homage to Patriarch Chunyang."
Unexpectedly, the old man didn't look at him at all, and treated all seekers equally.
With a wave of his hand, nearly a hundred palm shadows appeared at the same time.
Including Huangfu Yunlong, about 90% of the teachers and students who came to the stage to seek opportunities felt that their bodies flew backwards and landed firmly on their original positions.
Huangfu Yunlong's eyes were fixed, and he cut off the palm force with a sword.
But considering some things, he still swallowed his breath, lowered his head slightly and clasped his fists, before returning to his VIP room independently.
There were only nine people left on the stage, eight teachers from the Faculty of Arts, and one special young man wearing a priestly robe.
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