Abandoning the previously written copy and using Xiao Xingyu’s photo as a gimmick was Zhang Moyan’s temporary decision.
After spending most of the day here, it was difficult for her to accept such a wasted effort.
She herself was not good at appreciating handsome guys, but she believed in Jin Xueyang and her own photography skills, so she took a gamble.
"Hmph! Just wait," the collector finally recovered from the shock. He gritted his teeth at Xiao Xingyu unwilling to accept his fate and said: "I want to find the best international experts and the most authoritative organization to prove my lotus.
Wash it and it will become secret porcelain! I will sue you then, and I will definitely take you to court!"
"Okay," Xiao Xingyu raised a corner of his lips, "I'll wait for you."
The collector choked and trembled all over. He glared at Xiao Xingyu fiercely, threw away his arms and turned around to leave.
The general manager of the auction house immediately ran after him.
Xiao Xingyu also wanted to leave, but as soon as he moved, the people around him swarmed up with one click of the button. They pushed and shoved him and blocked him.
"Teacher Xiao, I admire you so much, can you please sign your name for me?" someone shouted.
"Teacher Xiao, I admire you so much. I don't have a book, so just sign it on my clothes!" someone yelled.
Someone else said: "Mr. Xiao, please help me take care of the porcelain I just photographed. I'm worried!"
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The venue instantly turned into an unorganized, undisciplined and chaotic star-chasing scene.
More than a dozen security guards ran over to maintain order in the infield. They initially tried to persuade her politely, but within ten seconds they started yelling rudely: "What's wrong with you, lady? Your husband is still here, and you don't pay attention to the impact!"<
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"I want you to take care of it. The stinky security guard should stay out of the way. I want to take pictures of the handsome guy!"
The scene became even more chaotic.
On the side, Jin Xueyang took Zhang Moyan's mobile phone: "The Culture Group's Shura Sword lives up to its reputation! It's really outstanding that you don't forget your mission and shoulder your responsibilities at critical times, and you can still think of this countermeasure without losing your position."
Moyan had long been indifferent to this superficial and unfeeling rainbow fart. She lifted the empty equipment bag from her feet to the table and said calmly: "I've fooled him, so I'll give it a try."
"You are humble and not arrogant when you are praised. Why do you have so many shining points for me to learn from?" Jin Xueyang was boastful while looking down at her mobile phone.
"The simultaneous interpretation function of this camera is really good. The pictures are very good. I'll add 2 more pictures... I'll go. You took so many pictures without knowing it. It's okay, Comrade Xiao Zhang." Jin Xueyang raised his head and said to Zhang Moyan
Xu narrowed his eyes: "Aren't you still saying 'Don't all handsome guys look like this' right now?"
Zhang Moyan clicked the camera lens cap with a click and raised her eyelids at him: "You are thinking too much." After she finished speaking, she paused and thought about it and changed her words, "This person is a little different."
Jin Xueyang stepped forward enthusiastically: "What's different?"
Zhang Moyan Zhang Moyan glanced at Xiao Xingyu, who was surrounded by people, and said: "That's too arrogant."
Jin Xueyang snorted: "Is it so difficult to admit my aesthetic taste? If you don't appreciate people taking so many photos, who will believe it?"
Zhang Moyan put the SLR camera into its protective case: "Looking at him, I took a few more pictures."
"Okay~ I won't expose your thin skin," Jin Xueyang seemed to let her go: "Well, I'll give you back the phone!"
He handed the phone to Zhang Moyan.
Zhang Moyan took the phone and glanced at it, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.
"18 photos!!! Jin Xueyang, this is our official Weibo!!"
She was about to delete it when a voice sounded next to her.
"Let's go and seize the opportunity." The two of them noticed that Mr. Liu was still around.
Jin Xueyang was proud of the support he received, and Zhang Moyan speculated that Mr. Liu had considered that the media outside the venue had also photographed Xiao Xingyu, and would also make a fuss about it.
The most precious thing about news is the topic and timeliness. Whoever publishes first is crucial to grabbing traffic, so she didn’t hesitate to follow the order.
Her finger hovered above the screen for 2 seconds before she pressed the "Send" button.
As soon as Xiao Xingyu's photo set flashed, a new report appeared on the official WeChat account of "First News".
Zhang Moyan finally felt that she had finished her work for the day. She put her phone into her pocket and looked up, just as Xiao Xingyu glanced in their direction in the crowd.
Looking at each other for a thousandth of a second, or not looking at each other at all.
Zhang Moyan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a sense of guilt that a shameless traitor had betrayed the revolutionaries.
She looked away, and kept retracting the legs of the tripod, reuniting them, and putting them into the storage bag. A burst of fussing overcame her guilt.
Suddenly, someone pulled her clothes and she turned around. It was Jin Xueyang who was digging around in her coat pocket.
"What?" She stared at him suspiciously.
Jin Xueyang smiled thickly, took the small notebook out of her pocket, and flipped to a blank page: "Excuse me, I didn't bring a single piece of paper with me today. There's no one here right now. I'll go ask Dashen Xiao for one."
Sign!"
Does this make you a god?
The security guards had already herded people back to their seats one after another, leaving only the last few difficult middle-aged men and women in Xiao Xingyu's place.
Jin Xueyang rummaged through his bag again, finally found a pen, and couldn't wait to go.
Zhang Moyan shook her head speechlessly, then turned around and continued to pack her things. While she felt that Jin Xueyang was hopeless, she also thought his character was quite funny.
After putting the equipment away one by one, Zhang Moyan zipped up the big bag and was caught off guard by Jin Xueyang who stepped back and bumped into her.
"Be careful..." Before Zhang Moyan could finish speaking, Jin Xueyang grabbed his wrist. Zhang Moyan felt something was wrong: "What's wrong?"
"Over there!" Jin Xueyang lowered his voice and looked to the right in front of them.
Zhang Moyan followed his line of sight——
Not far from them, there was a man of medium build wearing a white shirt. He was about fifty years old. At first glance, he looked like nothing, but when he looked down, he could clearly see that the man was holding something in his right hand - it was not clear what it was.
What, look carefully, the metallic luster flashes past!
Zhang Moyan's heart skipped a beat.
According to the gesture of this man's holding, it is very likely that he is holding a sharp weapon, or in other words, a murder weapon.
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If we extend the auxiliary line of this man's direction, the target will be Xiao Xingyu!
Zhang Moyan swallowed.
At this moment, Xiao Xingyu was surrounded by seven or eight people in a loose fan shape, with his back completely turned to the man in the white shirt; and the security guards around him were also paying attention to the people rushing back to their seats, and did not notice at all.
The approach of this dangerous man!
The cold white figure presses forward step by step, waiting for an opportunity every second, like a hungry beast that is getting closer to the target and is ready to launch a fatal blow.
This person’s intention is obvious.
No, you have to call security!
"An..." Zhang Moyan just said one word, and someone behind Xiao Xingyu suddenly walked away, and his entire back was completely exposed in front of the white shirt! At that moment, the white shirt rushed forward and stabbed——
Jin Xueyang: "Stop!"
Zhang Moyan: "Jin Xueyang!"
The two of them stretched out their hands at the same time, which is not good...
In the flash of lightning, Zhang Moyan, who wanted to win over Jin Xueyang, actually grabbed Bai's arm!
I'm done.
Her eyebrows darkened, but it was too late, so she could only pull hard to block the opponent's forward thrust.
The sharp sharp edge was pulled into an arc in the air. Zhang Moyan pushed Jin Xueyang away, leaning back at 90 degrees with his flexible waist to avoid the sharp weapon. At the same time, he exerted force with his fingers to try to break the opponent's wrist. p>
As soon as he lost, Bai Shiyi didn't hesitate and immediately launched a second attack on Xiao Xingyu with almost no time to take care of Zhang Moyan!
The opponent's murderous intention should not be underestimated, Zhang Moyan subconsciously locked his elbows, and the next second——
With a cry, I felt my vision blurred.
Her body drew a semicircle in the air and was violently swung out!
"Bang"!
There was a sudden pain on his forehead. He didn't know what he hit. Zhang Moyan's whole head went numb immediately, and his body swayed and he fell to his knees.
Is this person a lunatic? Zhang Moyan has never seen Wu lunatic, but he has an intuition that normal people would not use such reckless brute force.
She had learned some self-defense skills and thought that she would have no problem taking on gangsters one on one. However, the leader said, "Fighting an unprepared battle is doomed to be a failure." Now she made a hasty move and stepped on her high heels.
She was extremely unstable, and by the time she realized what she was doing, she was already on the ground.
There was a burst of exclamation from all around, and everyone retreated.
Zhang Moyan was kneeling down on one knee and was really embarrassed, but her right hand was still holding on to the man's knuckle.
In the blink of an eye, the white shirt missed another good opportunity. He uttered "Fuck", turned his attack force towards Zhang Moyan, raised his foot and kicked her down!
The moment her foot was about to touch Zhang Moyan, someone suddenly grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back. A figure thrust in front of her like lightning and kicked her into a white shirt!!!
There was a scream of pain, and there was a loud bang on the ground, knocking over many things.
The entire audience was stunned into silence for several seconds.
Zhang Moyan felt dizzy and was helped to stand up, but she couldn't stand up at all.
The world is spinning, I have a splitting headache, my ears are ringing, and my eyes are filled with double images.
She held on for a few seconds, and the feeling of lightheadedness became more and more intense. She was about to call out for help, but suddenly her vision went black and she lost her balance.
"Zhang Moyan!!"
The moment she fell, she heard someone calling her, and heard footsteps running towards her...
If it hits the head again, it's over, she thought.
With her last instinct, she tried her best to grab something and hold on.
