"..." Jing Yu never thought that he would be accused of sexual harassment one day.

Especially when the target is a child of eighteen or nineteen years old.

Jing Yu felt a little ridiculous.

Withdrawing his hand, Jing Yu raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, I won't touch you."

"As for the mobile phone," Jing Yu pointed, "you can use it yourself."

Lin Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, put his phone in his pocket happily, turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, and urged, "Hurry up, I'm going home."

"Obey." Jing Yu said, "Young master."

Lin Luo raised the corners of his lips again, and peeked at Jing Yu's side face through the rearview mirror.

Touching the mobile phone in his pocket, Lin Luo thought: It's just a smart phone, no one knows how to use it.

After being sent home by Jing Yu, Lin Luo returned to the ocean of study.

Although he got the first place in the joint entrance examination, for Gome, which he wants to take, the joint entrance examination results are not enough. He also needs to take the Gome school entrance examination next spring, and get a good result in the college entrance examination.

Lin Luo is already a famous painter, and he hasn't let up, and still practices every day.

Classes during the day and drawing at night, every minute is clearly arranged.

In two lifetimes, it was the first time for Lin Luo to experience such a devil in his senior year of high school.

It wasn't until the day before New Year's Eve that the school let the group of senior high school dogs go home for the New Year, and school resumed after only seven days.

In Lin Luo's spare time studying, he also heard about the Jiabao Garden auction.

The auction preview is scheduled for three days after the Lantern Festival, and the official auction will be held three days after the preview.

Because Lin Luo's work actually appeared in this auction, there was a lot of publicity on the posters, newspapers, and the Internet, and there was a lot of hype.

Therefore, there were many people who came to watch Lin Luo's paintings in the preview.

No tickets are required for the preview, and no appointment is required. The paintings are hung there, and anyone who wants to see them can go and see them.

For most people, if they can't afford it, it's good to have a look.

This is Lin Luo's painting!

The day before the auction officially started, Lin Luo made an appointment with Jing Yu.

In the early morning of that day, Lin Luo went to self-study too early, so he asked the head teacher for leave on the grounds that he was not feeling well, saying that he was going to see a doctor.

Lin Luo has always been well-behaved, the teacher approved him without doubting him.

Lin Luo ran out of the school gate with the leave slip, still wearing a blue and white winter school uniform, as bloated as a bear.

Outside the school gate, Jing Yu's car was already waiting there.

Jing Yu rolled down the car window and waved at him.

As soon as Lin Luo saw him, his eyes lit up, and he trotted over, his steps were so relaxed and vigorous that he didn't look like a sick person at all.

The uncle doorman watched him get into a luxury car suspiciously from behind, scratched his head, and immediately put the matter aside.

The leave note was approved by the teacher in charge, so what does it matter to him?

Getting into the car, Lin Luo's face was flushed by the bitter north wind, and he smiled and held up his leave note to Jing Yu:

"I succeeded as soon as I asked, the teacher didn't doubt it at all!"

This was unimaginable for him in his previous life.

In his previous life, Lin Luo was a typical poor student. If he wanted to ask for leave, the class teacher would not allow it.

Jing Yu smiled and said, "Fasten your seat belts, we're leaving."

"Yeah." Lin Luo nodded repeatedly.

The car drove outside Jiabao Garden and stopped in the parking lot. Lin Luo glanced around and found that most of them were luxury cars, starting at a million dollars, and there were no cheap ones.

It dazzled his eyes.

"Follow me, don't run around." Jing Yu was like a parent with a child, very worried about him, seeing Lin Luo looking around, he simply held Lin Luo's wrist, "Go this way."

Jing Yu is a frequent visitor to Jiabao Garden, and is very familiar with the road here.

The two walked into this magnificent building. The locations of different types of auction items were posted on the wall, such as calligraphy and painting, porcelain, and so on.

Jing Yu led Lin Luo to the front desk familiarly, and there was a person beside him who was receiving a number plate and paid a deposit of 100 million.

Although he would retreat when he came out, Lin Luo was still a little bit shocked.

You have to pay 100 million to enter, otherwise you will not be eligible to enter... It really is a rich man's game.

Jing Yu didn't pay the deposit and got the number plate directly.

Lin Luo was a little puzzled, and asked, "Don't we need to pay a deposit?"

"No, we were invited here, so we don't need to pay a deposit." Jing Yu handed the number plate to Lin Luo, and said with a smile, "Let's go upstairs."

Lin Luo reckoned that the deposit was probably to prove his financial ability, but in this case... there was no need to prove it, Lin Luo couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Taking a number plate, the two entered Hall B where the calligraphy and painting classes were located.

At this moment, there are already many people sitting in the venue.

Most of them are wearing ordinary-looking down jackets, coats or sweaters, and few people are wearing three-piece suits.

But none of them are wealthy.

except him.

No, he's about to get rich too.

"Where should we sit?" Lin Luo asked Jing Yu with his head tilted.

"This way."

Shortly after being seated, at nine o'clock, the auction officially started.

But Lin Luo's paintings were the finale, and the front ones were all ordinary auctions, with prices ranging from tens of thousands to several million, and there were not many pieces worth tens of millions.

However, as the auction progressed gradually, the price became higher and higher.

Lin Luo was severely deprived of sleep. At first, she felt fresh, and after concentrating on watching, she dozed off staggeringly.

In the end, he leaned on Jing Yu and fell asleep unceremoniously.

until the last lot.

"Wake up." Jing Yu patted Lin Luo's shoulder lightly, tilted his head and whispered to him, "It's your painting."

Lin Luo woke up with a jerk, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he heard the auctioneer talking into the microphone:

"For Lin Luo's "Sea", the starting price is 1000 million, and each increase should not be less than 100 million."

Lin Luo suddenly became nervous, feeling the blood in his whole body boiling in his veins and rushing to his mind.

However, before he had any other reaction, as soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, someone raised his card, and then a second person raised his card and surpassed him.

Then came the third person, the fourth person, the fifth person...

The people who raised the price did not stop, one after another.

The price of "Sea" quickly exceeded 5000 million.

And there is no tendency to stagnate at all.

After posting it, Lin Luo thought to himself, the reserve price he gave was 5000 million, which has already exceeded it now.

"6000 million!" The auctioneer was smiling. They were getting a commission. The higher the price of the lot, the happier they would be.

"Sixty-five million!"

"Sixty-five million!"

"Sixty-five million!"

There was no need for him to prompt and urge, someone kept holding cards.

Lin Luo turned his head and looked at Jing Yu, who was as immobile as a mountain. He had never made an offer, so he asked in a low voice:

"Aren't you going to bid?"

Jing Yu calmly said: "It's still early, these people are cannon fodder."

"..." Lin Luo rubbed his palms, good guy, he really got rich!

Not long after, he heard the loud and clear voice of the auctioneer:

"One hundred million!"

"Come on, let's give this friend in the back row a round of applause!" the auctioneer said with a smile on his face.

There was a burst of applause in the venue.

Up to now, the price has exceeded the affordability of most people in the venue, so they can only sigh and watch the big guys continue to increase the price.

"[-] million, is there anyone raising the price?" the auctioneer asked.

Immediately afterwards he smiled and said, "The online bid is 200 million, what about in the arena?"

"The front row is 1110 1000 million."

"1000 million, 1000 million," said the auctioneer, "is there anyone who wants to increase the price, [-] million and [-] million."

At this moment, Lin Luo saw Jing Yu holding up his sign.

The auctioneer obviously knew him and shouted happily: "Plate 1115, 2000 million!"

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