"Brother, Tang, Tang..." Within a few seconds, Fu Liangyue's cognition was greatly shocked. His face was full of shock. He looked sideways in disbelief, pointed at the woman on the lift platform, and stammered out words.
Come.
Fu Liangxiao looked at Fu Liangyue, who was so shocked that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence, and sighed softly: "She is not Tang Mian, she is King! It's just that she is somewhat similar to Tang Mian."
"However, even if Tang Mian is not king, you must remember not to provoke Tang Mian again."
Because Tang Mian’s mysterious identity is only a few levels deeper than that of King! They, the second generation, are also not to be messed with!
Fu Liangxiao's denial and the people around him kept shouting "king". When Fu Liangyue turned around and looked carefully at the king on the lift platform, she finally noticed the difference.
Tang Mian's beauty is restrained, she exudes a tranquil aura, and occasionally she also has a family spirit, which makes them all feel that Tang Mian was born in a rural area and cannot be on the stage.
However, the beauty of the king is sharp! She exudes nobility and cold arrogance, and does not allow strangers to approach her! As long as she comes close to her, she will be stabbed all over! However, by that time, there is no way to escape!
Yes, she is king! She is the sculptor king who Fu Liangyue has been pursuing for many years and regards as her spiritual idol! The king has advanced carving technology and absolute aesthetics, refreshing and immortal design spirit!
How could a country woman like Tang Mian, who was stingy, could not get on the big stage, and only had beauty, compare to her king?!
After thinking about this, Fu Liangyue suddenly became enlightened. She took out her mobile phone and clicked on the video recording function. She turned her head to look at Fu Liangxiao and retorted seriously: "You are wrong!"
"It's Tang Mian who looks like a king! Moreover, it's her honor to look like a king!"
The corners of Fu Liangxiao's mouth twitched slightly. When he looked up at the woman on the lift platform, there was a hint of inquiry on his eyebrows: In my memory, Tang Mian had never painted such a cool makeup! What if Tang Mian painted like this?
Are you sure your makeup is really not as good-looking as the king's?
Moreover, this king's appearance is quite stunning at first glance, but upon closer inspection, there is something indescribably wrong, as if... on his face...
"Wow!"
Suddenly, there was an exclamation in the auction hall, which directly interrupted Fu Liangxiao's thinking. It also made his mind buzz and went blank. The tiny sprouts that had sprouted just now disappeared immediately!
On the platform, the lift that was supposed to go down suddenly stopped functioning!
The organizer of the auction looked worried and asked people to check quickly, while people in the hall were talking a lot and wondering why they were not falling down yet. Tang Mian, who was hanging in the air, grabbed the swing on the lifting platform with one hand.
Tying polypropylene rope!
She tied a tight knot on the edge of the lifting platform at an extremely fast speed, then pulled the garland on the swing as a decoration and wrapped her hand in it.
The next second, she jumped down from the lift platform!
The auction hall was full of exclamations!
On the stage, Tang Mian was swinging back and forth on the polypropylene rope, tapping the buildings wherever he went with his toes!
After exclaiming, the beautiful and dreamy picture makes people can’t help but want to immerse themselves in it!
Boxes surround the auction venue, and you can clearly see the scene in the auction hall, and this scene also fell into the eyes of SJ who was in the box.
Chen Xuan looked at SJ, who had a stern face and was in a particularly bad mood. He pursed his lips slightly and said with some trepidation, "Master, actually, it is a way to avoid the trouble caused by Mr. Fu's people."
"At least we have met the king this time. As long as we seize the opportunity and Mr. Fu's people are not paying attention, we can actually meet the king in private and complete our affairs."
sj's eyes were fixed on Tang Mian, who was flying back and forth in the auction hall. The hands on both sides of the handle were suddenly clenched, and his eyes were cold: "According to you, I am still afraid of Fu Liangyuan?!"