The auction will continue to be conducted in a chaotic and delicate state. Various useful and useless things, but most of them still have a certain commemorative significance, will be auctioned. However, both the auctioneers and the bidders were a little absent-minded, so that the popularity has not been rising, and the unsold rate is obviously higher than normal.
In this atmosphere, it seems normal for one or two more unsold auction items.
"Kento Toyama is probably beating his chest. It's a waste that they have given you such a good step..."
"It's just what they think." Bai Xinyan put her chin on Zhang Yingying's shoulder and laughed softly, "Someone keeps raising his face to the sky. Maybe he only sees the sky, no, it's the sea of stars!"
"Don't pretend to be crazy while drinking!"
Zhang Yingying warned her, but in exchange, Bai Xinyan kissed her face to face, and the two immediately fell into a ball.
Ronan ignored the small chaos in the room and continued to prepare in an orderly manner. He asked the blood demon to introduce more details about the nature of the painting materials he was about to use - the "Secret Contract" and the special stylus.
It looks like he really wants to have a good painting session.
The problem is, I only see the preparation, but not the painting!
At this time, the box door knocked again, and Machiko Kawahara came over in person to tell: "Mr. Luo, the time is almost up."
"Oh, how to get there?"
"Please come with me."
The blood demon bared his teeth. He was more excited than nervous and worried: "Hey, are you really going to do it on the spot? Don't say I didn't tell you. Impromptu speeches, creations, etc., may not be taken care of. If you are thoughtful, many people will find excuses if you look back..."
Ronan hummed: "If the water can't be poured in, wouldn't it make many people disappointed and despairing? How can we talk about the follow-up?"
Zhang Yingying, who was still being strangled by Bai Xinyan, became more and more confused: "Is it true or false?"
Bai Xinyan responded in her ear: "It's obviously a fake person. However, his thoughts must be his own... Were you scared?"
The blood demon raised his eyebrows, still not giving up his earlier idea, and made a last-ditch effort: "Are you really not going to find some helpers who can help you find and fill in the gaps?"
Ronan had already turned around and walked out: "You have to find out first. Isn't it all about knowing yourself and knowing the enemy? Also, I must give everyone a chance to get to know me and understand me."
"...Tsk!" Watching Ronan go out, the blood demon was in the box, exclaiming with His Majesty the Martial Emperor, "Is it suddenly creepy?"
"not at all."
"That's because Your Majesty is too big-hearted."
His Majesty Emperor Wu smiled silently, and rarely explained a few words: "He just has a sharp vision and can understand people's hearts, and then he makes people uncomfortable. At present, it is still purely based on his will. Once he is satisfied, even if he has considered it, , it’s not comprehensive either… It’s just that you can’t touch the boundaries of his thinking, so you’re scaring yourself.”
"Oh, your Majesty, is that what you think?" The blood demon immediately came up to him, "Since we are talking about boundaries, where is the boundary for our little brother? Why don't we compare it?"
Emperor Wu was noncommittal.
The blood demon rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Then I'll tell you first. My key word is... cloak!"
When he uttered this word, the blood demon smiled on his face, but he kept a close eye on His Majesty the Martial Emperor's facial expression.
The problem is, the latter still didn't bother to raise his eyelids and said casually: "Heroes see the same thing."
"..."
The blood demon's overeager thoughts were noticed by Zhang Yingying next to her. She curled her lips, but soon shouted out:
"On stage, on stage."
Before she spoke, a different picture began to appear on the circular screen in the box.
A not-so-successful round of auction had just ended, and the auctioneer on the stage had a dry mouth and a thin layer of sweat on his face and hair roots, all caused by the out-of-control situation.
He is also a well-known senior figure in the industry, but this is the first time that the entire place and hundreds of people are out of sorts like this.
At this moment, the instructions from above came from the earphones, which were absurd and unquestionable. The auctioneer was confused and subconsciously turned his face to the side of the stage.
Just at this moment, the light on the stage and off stage changed. The light on the auction stage was dim, but there was a new focused area of light below the stage.
There, a young man with ordinary clothes but an unusually young age appeared. Without any extra movement, he walked directly forward and looked towards the auction table.
When the senior auctioneer made eye contact with the young man, he felt a little dazed for no reason. The absurd instruction that came to his ears seemed to have become his own thoughts, and he said it in a confused way:
"The following lot will be presented to you by a special guest from the auction house..."
Halfway through, the auctioneer got stuck.
Because he clearly saw that after the young man stepped on the stage, his original daily and informal clothes were transformed out of thin air into a quite decent formal suit and a bow tie. The only thing was that he did not match his age... …
Hmm, why does this formal suit look the same as his?
The auctioneer looked surprised and stood stunned on the stage.
For some of the bidders in the audience, the series of changes had quite a dramatic effect.
There must be a handover between the senior auctioneer and the young man who suddenly appeared and turned magic.
After all, not everyone is thoughtful. On this giant cruise ship that brought together cutting-edge researchers and investors in distortion technology, there were quite a few people who knew nothing about the undercurrents under the auction.
It was this group of people who quite recognized the "stage effect" in front of them. Out of sincerity or politeness, they began to applaud and laugh, and they did have some momentum.
But it didn’t take long for the applause and laughter to die out in the inexplicably stagnant atmosphere around them, which also made the atmosphere of the auction even weirder.
Under the gaze of various eyes, Ronan successfully replaced the original auctioneer and stood behind the auction table.
The countertop is slightly higher, but acceptable.
He stood upright, facing directly the participants in the auction room and the cameras at various locations. He took a breath, smiled at the spot where the laughter started, and began his speech in a seemingly professional tone:
"Ladies and gentlemen. I'm sorry. In fact, I just wanted to say that if you can still laugh now, please leave immediately, because you don't know anything. This is a good thing. Sometimes, knowledge itself is painful. The best way to retain happiness is to remain ignorant.”
This makes many people's faces change color.
Ronan continued speaking indifferently: "I apologize if my words are offensive. After all, I am young and it is my first time on the stage. I am not good at auctions. The reason why I can come up to host cross-border... of course... Background.”
"Actually, many people here know me, but many people don't. There is indeed a certain distance between the circle I am in and everyone. So, before introducing the auction, please allow me to introduce myself."
