Black-bellied little crazy concubine: Xie Zun, come to the live broadcast!

Chapter 114 Everyone is drunk, I wake up alone

I'm especially glad that Xiao Luoxuan didn't show up these days, otherwise she wouldn't know what would happen.

Don't guess what the audience is thinking, especially her audience's thinking is different from ordinary people, you can simply describe them as crazy! ! !

Three days passed quickly. Today, the instructor and the dean of the college were going to participate in the auction at the auction house, so they kindly gave them a day off, and allowed the students to enter and leave the college at will.

The auction time of the auction house is at noon, that is, from [-]:[-] noon to [-]:[-] pm, and the auction lasts for four hours.

The auction time is very long.

Luo Huoqin and the others changed out of the college's clothes, put on men's clothes, and left the college.

When they arrived outside the courtyard, they pasted the long-prepared beards on their faces, directly covering half of their faces, and smeared the other half of their faces with prepared rouge to make their skin look much darker.

All exposed skin was smeared black.

The pretty little girls turned into sloppy old men in seconds.

The audience was very puzzled.

Lovers of ancient sayings: Why does the broadcaster make himself so ugly?They are old and ugly, and they can't see what they used to look like. I still like to watch the beauty of the broadcaster, brighten other people's eyes!
Momoda: The broadcaster doesn't want others to find out that she also went to the auction house...

Kiss the little baby: What will happen if someone finds out, is it possible that others will snatch the cheats filmed by the broadcaster?
Luo Huoqin watched the audience's discussion, and recorded a sentence in her heart: "If the auction price is too high when it comes to auction, it will arouse suspicion from others, because Luo Huoqin's identity is not just a waste , is still a poor ghost."

Little Chrysanthemum: Hahahaha, I feel sorry for the broadcaster, I can’t use my money openly.

This world is crazy: Hey, it's better to hide it, so as not to keep seeing the bitch playing the idea of ​​the broadcaster.

One hundred thousand dazed faces: Every time I see other people making love in front of the broadcaster, I feel like everyone is drunk and I am sober, as if looking at a group of mentally retarded people, I really think how great I am, and always provoke us podcaster.

The audience talked a lot, and Luo Huoqin led them away.

It's getting late now, and if it doesn't pass, the auction will start.

Mojia Trading House is located in the north of Pingcheng. It is a small three-story wooden building. It was newly built and occupies a large area. A dark plaque inlaid with gold is hung on the front of the small building. The five characters of Mojia Trading House are illuminated by the sun shining.

A lot of carriages had parked outside, and people kept coming and going into the building.

It was the first auction in nearly a month, and they heard that there were high-level cheats. Almost everyone couldn't help themselves, and wanted to see what kind of cheats were being auctioned.

Luo Huoqin stepped into the trading house, the lobby on the first floor was already crowded with people, and there were not even a few seats in sight.

In the center of the hall is a two-meter-high platform, on which there is a small table covered with a transparent cover. It is supposed to be used for displaying items.

The second and third floors are all private rooms. The white gauze hanging on the edge of the railing moves automatically without wind, and you can see that many private rooms are already filled with people.

While looking around, Luo Huoqin turned the angle of view of the live broadcast room, so that those who watched the live broadcast could also see the appearance of the trading house.

(End of this chapter)